An Xian opened He Rin, who was blocking the door, and walked into the kitchen with a tray. He Rin swayed around her like a butterfly, fluttering a pair of invisible wings, brushing her presence.
After watching him sell stupidly for a few minutes, An Xian held back his laughter, took out a red envelope from his arms and stuffed it in his hand.
He Rin opened the red envelope and took out a petty card for children, with a monthly limit of 10,000 points (can be changed), a parent verification code is required for a single consumption of more than 1,000 points, and transactions below 1,000 points can be done without a password.
"With this card, you can buy anything delicious and fun you see in the future." An Xian looked like a father.
The simple He Dabao kissed the card happily, and then the baby had to close it tightly. Then, he turned around and ran upstairs, but after a while, he ran down again, with his hands behind his back, rubbing against An Xian, and said mysteriously, "Dad, I also have a gift for you."
"Really?" An Xian asked casually, "What gift?"
He Rin held the things in her hands in front of her as if offering a treasure, and said with a smile, "Give it to you."
The first thing An Xian saw was a gift bag made of rags. After careful identification, he could probably guess that the rags were mainly from security uniforms, hospital uniforms, handkerchiefs, curtains, and so on. A smiley face pattern is formed in the middle of the bag with different colors, and there are obvious needle and thread marks at the splicing. The mouth of the bag is threaded with a red woven rope and tied into a bow. Although the handwork is rough, it is very individual.
Anxian took the gift bag, opened the bow, took out the contents, started softly, looked closely, it was a pair of socks knitted with wool, a large blue with a fiery red flower pattern, bright colors, workmanship Delicate, except that it is not suitable for people with normal aesthetics, there are almost no other faults.
Looking at the socks for a long time, An Xian asked uncertainly, "Did you knit them?"
"Yes." He Rin nodded again and again, looking at An Xian expectantly, "Does Dad like it?"
"… um, not bad." It's hard to imagine someone holding a needle and thread to sew and mend.
"That's great~~" He Rin immediately grinned, and then took out a pair of socks from his pocket, the same style as the pair in An Xian's hand, but with a red background and blue flowers, "Look, I have a pair too, Bobby said, It's a loving 'father and son outfit'."
Anxian: "… "
So silly... so cute.
I rubbed the socks on my hands, although the color was a bit garish, but the material was good, obviously not comparable to the gift bag spliced with leftovers outside. An Xian wondered, He Rin didn't have a penny on him, where did the wool for knitting socks come from
An Xian didn't hold back, and asked when he thought of it.
He Rin thought for a while, and then said with fingers: "Help Xiangfei tidy up the library, earn 101 points; listen to Bobby recite poems, earn 30 points; be Professor Donald's assistant, earn 62 points; play with Bi You. Games, earned 15 points; helped Hongchen make up and take pictures, earned 444 points…”
An Xian listened with a smile.
"... I made a total of 2669 points, ordered two sets of woolen yarn, and spent 2888 points." He Rin continued, "Xiang Fei helped me with 219 points, so I helped the chef cut the dishes for two more days, and got At 220 points, I gave it back to Xiangfei, and in the end I saved 1 point."
Listening and listening, An Xian slowly restrained his smile, and an inexplicable touch faintly appeared in his heart. In the past, he could give away hundreds of millions at will. Now, for a pair of socks, he is driven by others and does everything he can.
Fame, wealth and wealth are like floating clouds, and the heart of a child is as heavy as a thousand catties.
He Rin, who has forgotten his past, truly loves Anxian.
In the evening, Anxian took a shower and put on those brightly colored socks under He Rin's burning gaze.
One blue and one red two pairs of socks stand with four feet together, full of joy.
He Rin happily photographed them and stored them in his photo album for permanent collection.
The next day, when He Rin woke up, he saw the red socks on his feet, he immediately pulled them off and threw them on the ground.
Turning over and jumping out of bed, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the photo album that was opened on the bedside table.
I don't know why, just a little reluctant. It's so vulgar that it's unsightly, and it's hopelessly stupid.
After washing up, He Rin went downstairs and found An Xian who was busy in the kitchen. He subconsciously looked at her feet. A dazzling blue could be faintly seen in the gray-blue slippers.
There was a happy smile on He Rin's face that he didn't even notice.
"Come over for breakfast, and after you're done, go to trace the source with me." An Xian greeted him without looking back when he heard the movement.
"Okay, Dad." The sweet voice responded cheerfully.
In recent days, patients have been taken away by their families one after another, and the rest are patients who no longer have family members or have been abandoned by their families. As the parent of traceability, An Xian also prepared a New Year's gift for them.
However, when An Xian came to the mental hospital, he was surprised by them first. On both sides of the gate are two evergreen trees that decorate with joy, and above the doorpost are two homemade animal head lanterns. Apart from the grim face, the meaning of the animal head is still very fitting.
The trees in the courtyard were covered with tassel bells, and the breeze blew through, and the voiceless ding ding ding sounded immediately. On the glass windows, various paper-cuts are pasted. The walls were also filled with all kinds of windy graffiti.
Overnight, the mental hospital was like being splashed with a few jars of dye, and then rampantly plundered by different breeds of livestock, becoming unrecognizable and horrific, and there was a brutalist carnival atmosphere everywhere.
An Xian silently ordered a wax for the overburdened cleaning staff, and then calmly accepted the crazy way of celebrating.
Gather the patients and let the staff distribute gifts. Each gift has the patient's name, and each patient's gift is different, carefully selected according to their personality and hobbies.
In contrast, An Xian's gift to He Rin was the least thoughtful.
"Humph." He Rin leaned back on the chair, folded his arms, glanced coldly at the group of ordinary people, and then moved his gaze to An Xian who was beside him.
Standing in the wind, he is extraordinary, with a delicate side face, with a shallow smile, his eyes are like winter sun and spring rain, moistening things silently.
He Rin looked at him in a trance, as if a feather was moving in his heart, crisp and numb, and pleasant.
Touching her hot chest, He Rin's eyes narrowed slightly, she turned over suddenly, and disappeared in place.
After Anxian finished delivering the gift, he turned around and found that He Rin had disappeared for some time. She didn't care, she returned to her office, logged into Huahua World, and immediately received overwhelming New Year's wishes from all over the world, as well as a lot of red envelopes, which poured over the sky like rain, and the whole screen was about to be popular with everyone. The spicy enthusiasm is bursting.
An Xian realized that he should also prepare a New Year's gift for the pollen.
After thinking for a moment, An Xian decided to make a video compilation of the live broadcast of the new drug. However, before the implementation began, she found that pollen had already produced a compilation album, and the editing was excellent, the climax was repeated, and it was accompanied by bgm, and the number of clicks had reached more than 200 million.
An Xian believes that if she edited it, the effect would not be better than that made by the pollen.
The compilation plan died prematurely, and Anxian could think of discounts and gifts, but these were originally holiday strategies commonly used by businesses, and they were not gifts.
In the midst of distress, Bai Houchu called and the first sentence was: "Lord Leader, have you prepared any gift to give back your pollen?"
An Xian asked, "Do you have any good suggestions?"
"Do you still use my suggestion?" Bai Houchu said directly, "What do they like most about you?"
An Xian: "My medicine?"
"Fart!" Bai Houchu refuted unceremoniously, "What they like most is your beauty and style."
Anxian: "… "
My pollen can't be this superficial...
"You (showing your face) show too little to satisfy the thirsty pollen. Have you seen the compilation they made? In just 30 minutes of video, they licked the screen hundreds of millions of times."
Anxian: "… "
"If you want me to say, you should have a live broadcast in the past two days, a longer time, and a comprehensive live broadcast of cute pets and drugs. Besides, haven't the pollen always wanted to see your 18X? If you are not afraid of the cold, you can also come once and a half. luo winter swimming."
An Xian said: "Then let's focus on the live broadcast once."
"I think the second proposal is more gimmicky, don't you really think about it?" Bai Houchu just said this casually. Unexpectedly, An Xian did not directly reject it. He suddenly felt that there was drama, and continued to encourage, "Neither are the pollens. I really want to see your dew point, I just want to see you constantly refresh your appearance, use various poses that break through the limits of human beings, and lead them to pretend to force them to fly."
An Xian was silent for a moment, then replied, "I'll think about it."
"Are you good at winter swimming?" Bai Houchu suddenly asked.
Although the physical fitness of people in this era is generally good, not everyone dares to stay in the cold water for dozens of minutes.
"No problem." With a leisurely cultivation base, he would basically not be hurt by extremely hot or cold temperatures, unless it was fire and ice with special attributes.
"Then why are you hesitating? It's not that you haven't broadcasted swimming before."
"I understand, thank you." An Xian ended the communication, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and finally decided to accept Bai Houchu's proposal and broadcast the winter swimming.
She turned on the electronic map, searched around quickly, and locked her eyes on a location - Ice Flame Lake. It is located in Jiding, more than 2,000 kilometers away from the city.
Anxian immediately booked a flight ticket online and set off tonight without any hesitation.
Before leaving, He Rin hadn't come back, so Anxian asked someone to leave a message for him.
After He Rin finished thinking about Jingjing, he came back with a deep face, and found that Anxian was gone. The stability built up in a few hours collapsed in an instant, and he once again turned into a wronged and aggrieved big baby, guarding in front of the screen, waiting to see his father pretending to be forceful.