The village chief led them around the mountain. Chu Shang and Dabao collected some soil and prepared to do a soil analysis. After this circle, the afternoon passed. When they went down the mountain, the sunset had already set on the horizon.
Going down the mountain, he took another road and happened to pass by the door of Ji's house. Dabao subconsciously glanced at Ji's small foreign-style building and saw a five or six-year-old girl sitting on the balcony of the greenhouse on the third floor. The little girl was playing the piano.
, an unskilled tune spreads in the air.
The little girl didn't seem to like practicing the piano very much, and she looked a little absent-minded. She tilted her head as if she could sense Dabao's eyes on her, and met a pair of beautiful and cold eyes.
The little girl was obviously stunned for a moment, and the piano sound suddenly stopped.
"Yunqi, don't be lazy." As the piano stopped, another urging voice sounded at the same time.
When the little girl heard the voice, she showed a helpless expression, then resigned to her fate and started playing the piano, with a look of heroism on her face.
The corners of Dabao's lips curved slightly.
The three of them passed by Ji's house, and the village chief did not forget to introduce them: "This is the Guangming family. His family is the first and only one in the village to live in a building."
Chu Shang and Dabao nodded at the same time.
Not only can they live in a small bungalow worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, but they can also afford a piano for their daughter. This family's conditions are comparable to those in the city.
It was almost dark when we returned to the village chief's house. Chu Shang and Dabao wanted to stay in the county seat, so they declined the village chief's offer of hospitality.
The village chief said: "Tomorrow I will say hello to every household. If you want to go to any mountain top for inspection, just go and the villagers will make it convenient for you."
"Thank you, village chief." Chu Shang thanked him and drove to the county town with Dabao.
It takes forty minutes to drive from the county seat to Jijiagou. After arriving at the county seat, Chu Shang took Dabao to have dinner first, and then asked the restaurant owner about the location of the best hotel in the county seat. After the meal, he drove to the hotel.
In the eyes of the locals, the hotel is the most upscale and luxurious, but for Chu Shang and Dabao, it is really ordinary. It can reach the standard of chain hotels, but they are not picky. It is good to have a place to stay.
It is more comfortable than sleeping in a tent in the wild mountains before.
Going upstairs, Chu Shang handed the room card to Dabao: "Go to bed early today. We will start doing soil analysis tomorrow."
Dabao hummed, took the room card, opened the door, and dragged his small suitcase into the room, as mature as an adult.
Back in the room, Dabao opened his suitcase, took out the bath towel and went to the bathroom. When he came out from a comfortable bath, his cell phone was ringing. Someone had sent him a WeChat video.
Dabao was not in a hurry to answer the video, and slowly put on his pajamas. Then he picked up the phone. The video had been hung up. When he saw that it was his own mother, he called back.
An Zhisu picked up the video instantly and said exaggeratedly: "Dad, why did you just answer the video? I scared my mother to death. I thought you were abducted."
"Is something wrong?" Dabao asked expressionlessly, not answering An Zhisu's words at all.
An Zhisu was heartbroken, he was a big boy with no emotions.
"Can't I come find you if nothing happens? I miss you, can't I?" An Zhisu said in a resentful tone.
Dabao: "Oh, yes."
An Zhisu:......
Is that gone? Shouldn’t you reply, “I miss my mother too”?
"Mom, is that big brother?" A cute little female voice sounded from An Zhisu's side.
An Zhisu looked indifferent: "No, it's the wrong number."
After answering, her daughter was about to hang up the video, but her daughter rushed over and snatched the phone away with quick eyes and hands. Then she saw her daughter happily talking to Dabao: "Brother, I miss you, do you miss me?"
"Think about it." Sister Control Dabao's voice softened when he faced his younger sister.
An Zhisu:......
Is the difference in treatment so obvious? As the only woman in the family, are you a little too partial?
An Zhisu was afraid that he would be pissed off if he continued to see the two siblings loving each other, so he simply gave them a blank look and went to the study to find his husband for comfort.
Xinxin continued to love each other every day with her brother: "Brother, when will you come back?"
"Undecided." Dabao replied.
Xinxin pouted: "Then can I come back before I go to school? I want my eldest brother and my second brother to send me to kindergarten together with my parents."
Xinxin will go to kindergarten at the beginning of summer vacation. She is not yet three years old, but An Zhisu feels that Ye Lancheng has spoiled her too much by leaving her at home, so he insists on sending her to kindergarten early education class first.
"Yes." Dabao agreed.
I was very happy to receive my big brother's promise, and my eyes were filled with laughter.
Dabao is a little reluctant to let his sister go to school at such a young age. In his opinion, his sister is very smart and her IQ is no less than his. She is just a little lazy, but this is not a big problem. Aren't all children lazy? It's just his mother who is making a fuss out of a molehill.
They will spoil their sister rotten, which is actually due to jealousy.
They didn't expose their mother's little thought. She said she wanted to send Xinxin to early childhood education. Although they were heartbroken, they didn't object.
Of course, the most important thing is that it is useless to object. My sister is the most favored person in the family, but my mother is the one who talks the most in the family. Even my father can only obey the decisions my mother makes.
study.
An Zhisu came in angrily with her lips pursed. As soon as she came in, she was afraid that Ye Lancheng wouldn't be able to tell that she was angry, so she snorted heavily.
Ye Lancheng chuckled and asked politely: "What's wrong? Who made our Queen angry?"
"You're asking even though you know it!" An Zhisu snorted again. The first baby is not at home, and the second baby is not at home either. Only your precious daughter is at home. Do you need to ask who made me angry?
Ye Lancheng knew that his young wife was jealous of his daughter again. He reluctantly put down his official duties and came over to coax her: "Why did Xinxin offend you again?"
"She robbed me of my treasure." An Zhisu said jealously: "Not only did she rob my husband, but she also robbed my son. We must have been enemies in the previous life and have not run away."
"Well, you stole her husband in your last life, and it's her who will steal your husband in this life." Ye Lancheng agreed seriously.
An Zhisu pretended to cry with a cry: "You bully me too. You are still not my husband, but my son. Do I have any status in this family? I want to run away from home."
She was so angry that she wanted to go to her mother-in-law's house.
Ye Lancheng smiled and coaxed her: "What do you care about with her? She didn't marry me in her last life, and she won't marry me in this life, but you have been married to me for two lifetimes."
An Zhisu:......
What kind of fairy theory is this? Is this a new interpretation of the daughter being the little lover of her father’s previous life?
However, it seems quite relieving to think about it.
But I'm still angry.
"Good boy, I'll give you a kiss." Ye Lancheng is now coaxing his little wife to be more and more obedient.
An Zhisu hummed: "This is not something that can be solved with a kiss."
"Then..." Ye Lancheng's lips were close to her ear, and he breathed out like a blue: "Let's go back to the room, and I will take good care of you. Is this compensation enough?"
An Zhisu's earlobe was numb, as if electric current was passing through him, and his cheeks seemed to turn red.
Ye Lancheng picked her up and buried An Zhisu in his arms. His mind was filled with some discordant pictures, and he no longer had the intention to be jealous of his daughter.