213 Extra Story: Variety Show Recording for a Family of Four (19)
Extra: Variety show recording of a family of four (19)
"No." Yan Qingchi said, "Go along the river."
Qiqi nodded, pulled Yanyan and continued to move forward.
The three babies didn't take long to see row after row of trees, and Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen had already caught up with them at this time.
Qiqi raised his head and asked Yan Qingchi, "Do you still want to go inside?"
"Yes." Yan Qingchi held his hand, "Go, Dad will take you to play."
The forest at night was very quiet, only the restless bugs were chirping. Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen flashlighted the road ahead. Chess stepped on the light and shadow of the flashlight, jumping step by step, Yan Qingchi moved the flashlight, he chased and jumped over, the two of you came and went, Chess had a lot of fun, couldn't help laughing .
Yan Qingchi rubbed his hair with a smile, and walked forward along the river. After walking a few steps, he suddenly saw a fluorescent green light spot not far away. Yan Qingchi was so excited that he quickly took a picture of it. Pat Jiang Mochen, "Look."
Jiang Mochen looked, and sure enough, under the pitch-black night, there were dots of green light, like stars—they were fireflies.
Qiqi was very excited, "Firefly, Dad, is it a firefly?"
"Yes, let's go over and have a look." Yan Qingchi said softly.
Qiqi nodded quickly, his eyes full of anticipation.
Yan Qingchi pulled him and walked over, Jiang Mochen picked up Yanyan and followed him.
The Boyan family followed closely behind.
As they moved forward, more and more fireflies appeared beside them, with a little bit of fluorescence, decorating the forest and their mood.
Qiqi reached out to grab it, but he didn't catch it.
He jumped up and kept running and jumping to catch one.
Boyan ran to his side, catching fireflies with him, Yanyan saw two brothers playing on the ground, struggling to go down to play, Jiang Mochen let him go, Yanyan happily ran towards chess, naive "Brother, what are you playing?"
Qiqi bent down and spread his hands in front of Yanyan, in his hand lay a small firefly, Qiqi was very pleasantly surprised, and shouted at Boyan, "Yanyan, I caught one. "
Boyan leaned over to take a look, but as soon as others came over, the firefly flew away from Qiqi's palm. Qiqi hurriedly reached out to catch it, but failed to catch it. He felt a little sorry, but he soon joined Boyan and Yanyan A new round of catching fireflies has begun.
Yan Qingchi looked at the children playing, and then looked up at the fireflies in front of him, which looked like scattered diamonds, and felt like a fairy tale world.
"Does it look good?" Jiang Mochen asked him in a low voice.
Yan Qingchi nodded, "This is the first time I've seen a firefly, it's really pretty."
It was also the first time for Jiang Mochen to see fireflies, small and dotted like streamers. He suddenly discovered that without knowing it, many of his first times seemed to be experienced with Yan Qingchi, watching the sunrise and sunset, the stars, and the fireflies together. At that moment, Jiang Mochen thought about what song he was going to sing to him.
The stars in the sky were shining, the fireflies in the forest were romantic, and the atmosphere was just right. Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen couldn't bear to leave early, so they picked up dead branches and lit a fire. They sat by the fire and watched the children play.
The night in the forest was a bit cold, but fortunately the bonfire was warm enough. Jiang Mochen hugged Yan Qingchi and said softly, "Listen to music?" @无限好文，全在
"What do you want to sing?" Yan Qingchi asked him.
Jiang Mochen looked at him, and spoke slowly, the magnetic voice was attached to the wings of the firefly, and was sent to Yan Qingchi's ear.
"If we hadn't met, where would I be, if we had never met, this song wouldn't exist..."
He sang very softly, like gurgling water under the watery moonlight and the beating firelight. Yan Qingchi listened, and felt that his whole body became quiet.
"If we hadn't met
where will you be
if we never met
How does the world work
sunburned peeling unexpected snow scene
The four seasons with you
Canggou and Baiyun have you by my side
What fear is there in hasty reincarnation
that day that moment that scene
you appear in my life
every minute every second every expression
Stories are full of surprises”
Yan Qingchi leaned in his arms, and scenes from the past emerged in his mind. Fate is always too strange. Two people who have nothing to do with each other get together for various reasons, thus opening a new chapter in their lives. Fortunately, , both he and Jiang Mochen met the right person, and both had their own happiness. Therefore, he is grateful for fate, at least for every part of his fate from childhood to adulthood.
Jiang Mochen sang and asked him, "Does it sound good?"
"It sounds good." Yan Qingchi affirmed.
"And what about my reward?"
Yan Qingchi raised his head and kissed him, "A reward for you."
"Just that little?" Jiang Mochen said deliberately. @无限好文, all in
Yan Qingchi chuckled, "Then you continue to sing, you will be rewarded if you sing well."
"Are you going to let me hold a firefly concert today?" Jiang Mochen asked him.
Yan Qingchi smiled, and even waved his hands to imitate the fans holding the support signs, and said to him: "Brother, come on! Call my brother!"
Jiang Mochen smiled helplessly, "How did you learn this?"
"I've read so many posts, I've already learned it." Yan Qingchi replied.
The two of them were chatting when Bo Feng and Fu Minzhi came over. Bo Feng looked at the fire in front of Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi and asked them, "Are you two cold?"
"It's okay." Jiang Mochen said.
"Then you still light the fire?" Bo Feng pointed at the dancing flames, and said coldly: "A fire on the mountain, the police station tomorrow morning."
Jiang Mochen squinted at him, "When did you have such a good fire awareness?"
"Of course an excellent citizen like me has always been so good." Bo Feng found a rock and sat down, "Remember to put out the fire when you leave later."
"I remember." Jiang Mochen said helplessly, "It's just that I don't remember, so there is still an excellent citizen like you."
"That's true." Bo Feng said brazenly.
Jiang Mochen: ...
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Bo Feng was not moved by Jiang Mochen's speechless expression at all, but instead asked him, "What were you doing just now? I saw you two talking and laughing, what are you talking about?"
"Sing." Yan Qingchi smiled, "Mr. Bo wants to sing too?"
Hearing this, Bo Feng thought of what he said to Fu Minzhi on the road just now, that he wanted to sing for her. He was a little shy, and looked at Jiang Mochen, "Lao Jiang, keep singing."
"It's your turn."
"Why is it my turn?" Bo Feng was puzzled, "I just sat down."
Jiang Mochen pointed to the fire in front of him, "It's my fire, how can there be so much nonsense, sing quickly." @无限好文，全在
Cannibalism is short-mouthed, and the fire of roasting people is soft, Bo Feng cleared his throat, "It's okay."
He glanced at Fu Minzhi, "I sang."
Fu Minzhi listened, and heard the familiar song:
"How can I fall in love with you
I'm asking myself
i can give up anything
It's hard to leave today
you are not beautiful
but you are so cute
oops cinderella
my cinderella"
Fu Minzhi did not expect that after so many years, she would hear this song again, just like she did not expect that one day she would sit peacefully with Bo Feng and listen to him sing again. She felt as if something was changing quietly, not obviously, but silently and slowly. Fu Minzhi couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, she just sat quietly, listened quietly, and quietly recalled their teenage years.
They were tired of playing chess and chess, so they ran over and nestled in the arms of Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen. Yan Qingchi looked down at him and asked him, "Does Qiqi sing?"
Qiqi asked him, "What are you singing?"
"Anything is fine." Yan Qingchi said.
Qiqi thought for a while, and sang "Little Star". Yanyan heard him sing, and sang with him. Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen applauded the two of them, and finally responded enthusiastically Applause. Chess was a little embarrassed, but Yanyan got excited and sang one after another.
When the two children had had enough fun, Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen put out the fire, and walked back with the two children. Yan Yan was young and already a little sleepy, lying in Jiang Mochen's arms and hugging his neck, he slowly fell asleep.
I was very excited to play chess, and I was playing with Boyan along the way. The two friends laughed hahaha, and finally parted with the chess player reluctantly.
Before going to sleep, Qiqi looked at the roof and asked, "Dad, are we going back tomorrow?"
Yan Qingchi nodded.
Qiqi was a little bit reluctant, "I want to stay for a few more days."
Yan Qingchi patted his head, "Don't worry, we still have several chances to go out to play in the future, and we will go to many places."
"Should we all go as a family?"
"certainly."
Qiqi was happy, he stretched out his arms to hug Yan Qingchi, leaned into Yan Qingchi's arms, and smiled softly.
Yan Qingchi lowered his head and kissed the top of his hair, "Good night, Xiaoqiqi."
"Good night, Dad." Qiqi said, closing his eyes.
On the last day of recording, the program group gathered several adults and children together. As the two oldest children, Qiqi and Boyan took the initiative to take care of other children. Lu Mianmian picked a flower, looked left and right, and finally gave the flower to Yanyan, the youngest among them, Yanyan took the flower and said thank you, but when she saw Yan Qingchi, she handed the flower go out.
"For your father." He said sweetly.
Yan Qingchi bent down and asked him, "Where did you get the flowers?"
"It was given to him by Lu Mianmian." Qiqi replied for Yanyan: "Lu Mianmian said that Yanyan was the smallest, so she gave the flowers to Yanyan."
Yan Yan nodded.
Yan Qingchi looked at his youngest son, "You are very good at borrowing flowers to present to Buddha, and give me the flowers that others give you."
Yanyan raised her hand, "Here, here, Dad."
Yan Qingchi took it and knocked him on the head, "Next time a girl gives you flowers, you can't take them casually."
Yanyan didn't understand, she covered her head and asked him, "Why?"
"You'll know when you grow up."
Yanyan pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "I've grown up."
"Just you," Yan Qingchi looked him up and down, "You're still young."
Yanyan turned to ask Qiqi for help, Qiqi said softly, "Don't worry, brother, you grow up slowly, you will grow up eventually."
Yanyan looked at the two of them, tilted his head, and didn't understand how big he had to be when he grew up. Is it as big as your brother? He didn't understand it very well, so he shook his head and took Qiqi out to play.
Yan Qingchi looked at the delicate flower in his hand, the flower was beautiful, bright in color, fragrant and fragrant, the most important thing was that it was given to him by Yanyan. In this summer, Yan Qingchi harvested a flower by accident. His little inkstone gave him a flower. He was very happy and carefully inserted the flower. He was in a good mood and quietly admired it.