The plate of small cakes held by Xing Xing was finally finished with the efforts of himself and his parents.
After eating, the family went to the deck to have a meal, and soon it was time for the cruise ship to dock.
This cruise ship has a total of more than 6,000 passengers, and will eventually sail to the high seas, sailing for half a month, and then return to Yongan Island.
Like them, there were not many passengers who disembarked at Red Coral Island, and there were only a hundred people at all times. Cheng Huan and the others easily discovered the existence of Lao Liu's family.
"It can be regarded as disembarking." Mrs. Liu walked out of the cruise ship with the support of her husband, and complained to Cheng Huan next to her: "I thought it was fun to be on the boat, but I became dizzy when I got on the boat, and I didn't sleep all night last night. on."
Her complexion was yellow, and she did not look healthy. She reacted the same way and their son, who was energetic and interested in watching his parents quarrel yesterday, now had a pale face.
Mrs. Liu complained for a while, and pointed the cannon at Lao Liu again. She glanced at him sideways, slapped her hand away and said angrily: "It's all our old Liu's fault. I said I was going to take some medicine to prevent seasickness. He Fortunately, I have to say that I am not dizzy, and we will not be dizzy, so I will not let you take it!"
Lao Liu was also very wronged by his wife's accusation: "You also said that you didn't get dizzy when you were on a boat before."
"Then can the boats in the river be the same as those in the sea?"
"Aren't they all the same?"
"Liu Aiguo, are you deliberately angry with me?!"
Seeing that the husband and wife tended to quarrel again, Cheng Huan hurried forward to make peace. She took out a can of tangerine peel from her luggage and handed it over: "Eat some of this, it should make you feel better."
Mrs. Liu was in a coma all night, and she felt nauseous when she saw anything she ate, but when Cheng Huan opened the lid and smelled the sour aroma, she inexplicably gained an appetite.
The tangerine peel was originally prepared by Cheng Huan for his family, but they didn't use it, but it helped outsiders.
Mrs. Liu took the jar containing the tangerine peel, picked up a piece and ate it into her mouth. With the tangerine peel in her mouth, she seemed to feel less uncomfortable than before. She was surprised: "Xiao Cheng, this thing is quite useful, where did you buy it? Go back I'll buy some too."
"I made it myself. If you like it, I'll give you another can." Cheng Huan took another can and handed it over.
"That's good." Mrs. Liu took the tangerine peel, gave a piece to her son, and poked Lao Liu with her elbow.
Old Liu Yihui immediately took out a bag of dried fruit from his bag and handed it over: "This is also dried by us at home, it is very safe, and it is for you to eat and play."
Cheng Huan accepted the gift in return and thanked him.
Both sides are not stingy people, and they are very happy to get along with each other. It didn't take long before the car came to pick them up.
The car was arranged by Jiang Mingyuan. There are two cars in total, one for Cheng Huan and Lao Liu's family. After getting in the car, he will take them to their lodging place.
Red Coral Island is small, and there is only one hotel on the island. This hotel is very special, except for a six-story camouflage building next to it, there are many single-family villas next to it. The appearance of the villas is made into the appearance of various weapons.
From far away, Xing Xing saw the tank-like buildings in the distance from the car window. He was so amazed, he patted the car window and turned around to call Cheng Huan: "Mom, mom! Look at the cars over there! It's so beautiful!"
The little guy doesn't know tanks, and thinks that anything with wheels is called a car.
Cheng Huan told him, "That's a tank, not an ordinary car."
"What is a tank?" Xing Xing asked strangely.
"It's a very powerful weapon. If you sit in the tank, others can't hit you, but you can hit others. Do you see the barrel in front? That's where the shells are fired." Cheng Huan tried his best to use the stars as much as he could. Describe in understandable sentences.
As soon as she said that, the little guy understood. He stuck to the car window, watching the "big tank" getting closer, and shouted meaninglessly.
Finally, under his gaze, the car stopped in front of the tank.
When the family got out of the car, the hotel management staff naturally came to greet them and check them in. Coincidentally, Jiang Mingyuan's house had the appearance of a tank.
The villa on the outside of the tank is painted in camouflage colors, and there are some vines growing upwards outside the wall, which looks rough and wanton.
Xingxing loves this majestic big guy very much, knowing that tanks need people to drive, and made a wish to drive tanks when he grows up. Cheng Huan and Jiang Mingyuan were no longer interested in his dreams. Anyway, the little guy had too many dreams, so he would change them after a while.
The family took the room key and followed the staff into the room.
The interior decoration of the villa is as special as the exterior of the house, it is made into the style of the inside of the tank. The door is round and equipped with single-sided glass. Walking in, there is a huge living room. The sofa in the living room is also camouflage. The TV wall opposite the sofa looks a bit like a tank's ammunition storage room.
In addition to these detailed designs, there are many models of tanks in the villa. Even the wine holders for the wine cabinets look like tanks placed on an angle.
Seeing the decoration in this room, not only the young stars, but also Cheng Huan himself was very pleasantly surprised.
"This place is really special!" She stepped through the door, picked up a model tank that looked like a tractor at the entrance, and asked the man behind her, "Which model is this?"
"Pepper I, a tank eighty years ago, was decommissioned in the last century."
"What about this one?" Cheng Huan asked another one.
"This is a seagull..." Jiang Mingyuan looked familiar with these, and he could say their names and use time casually.
Xing Xing hopped around in the room for several times. When he was crazy enough, he played on the ground with a model tank. He played by himself for a while, and finally thought of his parents. When he turned his head, the two were still at the door. Woolen cloth.
"Mom." Xing Xing wanted to play with someone, he grabbed the tank model and rushed over, bumping into Cheng Huan's arms.
Cheng Huan was knocked unstable, took two steps back, and just retreated into Jiang Mingyuan's arms. The man's chest was very broad and his muscles were hard. It was a bit bumpy when he bumped into it, but it also gave people a sense of security.
The two were so close that they were surrounded by another breath. Cheng Huan lowered her head and felt that her heartbeat was a little out of control. She coughed uncomfortably, pulled away the stars stuck to her body, and took a step forward. people's arms to leave.
The body with the fragrance in his arms disappeared, making Jiang Mingyuan feel a little lost. He let go of the hand on the man's waist, his ears were slightly red, his hands were behind him, and he twirled his fingers, as if he could still feel the previous touch.
"Mom, play with me!" Xing Xing didn't know anything about the undercurrent between his parents. Like a fool, he held up a tank and asked Cheng Huan to play with him.
"You can play." Cheng Huan bent down and said to his son, "But you can't rush over like this in the future, you know?"
The little fool was puzzled: "Why?"
Mom didn't need to answer this question, so Dad told him the reason: "Because you are too fat, Mom can't handle it."
Fat is not a good word, the fat man in the cartoon can collapse the bed! Xing Xing couldn't believe that he was actually a fat man. He raised his head and opened his eyes wide, looking at his mother, wanting him to decide for himself: "Mom, I'm not fat."
"You are indeed getting fat. Didn't you take a lot of steps back without seeing your mother?" Someone tapped on the head, and the mother who had high hopes for the stars spit out ruthless words. The moment the star was hit, the star withered, and the tank model that was held up high was also put down. He was dejected, and with his new love, he walked to the sofa step by step with a sigh, and lay face down on the sofa, motionless, as if A salted fish.
Cheng Huan was a little worried seeing his disappointed look, and was about to coax him, but she walked over, and just turned her son over, when someone wrapped his neck around him.
Xing Xing was reborn on the spot, and hung himself on his mother with a smile, and did not forget to ask: "Mom, am I not fat?"
"No, you are very fat." Cheng Huan gritted his teeth and said, "Come down!"
Classmate Jiang Xingchen is one meter tall and weighs 32 kilograms. It is not light to hang on the body, not to mention that Cheng Huan is still bent over. Being hung by him like this, it feels like his old waist will break.
At the crucial moment, the child's father was reliable. When Cheng Huankuai was about to lose his hold, he descended from the sky like a hero, and pulled away the little hand that was wrapped around her neck by the star ring, finally getting her out of danger.
When the weight on her body came into contact, Cheng Huan took a big breath. She covered her chest and straightened her waist. She was still flushed from the force she had just exerted. She looked at Jiang Mingyuan with misty eyes and thanked him warmly.
"It's okay." Jiang Mingyuan looked away, and glanced at the troublemaker who still didn't think there was anything wrong with him: "Don't spoil him too much."
After speaking, he stretched out his big hand, picked up his son on the sofa, walked to the side, and educated him with a straight face.
Xing Xing was trained by his father for half an hour. After that, he was very well-behaved. He walked neither fast nor slow, spoke softly, and stopped pestering his mother to play with him. He played happily on the ground by himself. I also used nine models to make a square formation.
They came here for tourism, so naturally they couldn't stay in the house all the time. Red Coral Island is located in the tropics. Today’s temperature is 33°. The sun on the island is scorching and the ultraviolet rays are strong. Cheng Huan went to his room to pack his luggage, put sunscreen on his body, put on a sun hat and eyes, and changed his son’s set equipment.
After both the mother and son finished packing, Cheng Huan opened the door wearing Xingxing, and happened to bump into Jiang Mingyuan who had just come out.
This was the first time Cheng Huan saw Jiang Mingyuan wearing anything other than a suit. He changed into a casual outfit, still wearing long-sleeved trousers, black trousers, and a pair of sneakers underneath. The silk fell on his forehead, and he looked much younger than usual.
Even so, he seemed a bit out of place in this family.
Cheng Huan changed into short-sleeved and flowery pants, and stood at the door with his son, who was wearing the same straw hat and sunglasses, watching Jiang Mingyuan for a long time.
"What's the matter?" The man on the opposite side looked a little strange, looked down at his attire, and couldn't help asking.
"Why are you still wearing long sleeves?" Cheng Huan wondered, "Isn't it hot?"
The man pursed his lips and turned his face away: "I'm used to it."
Cheng Huan felt hot when he looked at his black pants, and couldn't help but persuade him: "Then change to another color of pants, black absorbs more heat."
The person opposite was silent for a while, and when Cheng Huan thought he would not answer and was about to go downstairs, he heard the person say, "Nothing else."
He is obsessed with work, and the clothes in his closet are all kinds of suits and shirts. The clothes he came out to play this time were purchased temporarily by his assistant. The assistant looked at him with a cold face all the year round, and felt that the boss was so old-fashioned that he would definitely not be able to accept other colors, so The casual clothes I bought for him were all black and white.
Cheng Huan didn't know the reason, and thought that Jiang Mingyuan chose it herself. She said "oh", and led Xingxing downstairs, and when she reached the door, she tentatively discussed: "There should be clothes sellers on the island. I'll buy you one too."
She turned her head and smiled like a flower: "Let's go out together, it looks better in the same clothes."
Jiang Mingyuan's throat tightened, his jaw tightened, and after a while, he nodded a little stiffly: "Okay."