Little treasure tilted her head and looked back and forth at gu mohan and yi chen. She was curious. Her father had always been calm. Why did he fight with this uncle in front of her? Is it for aunt ye?
Ye zhiqiao took a deep breath and said patiently, "Just now, little treasure wanted to play on the swing. When he saw another child sitting on it, he wanted to come over with someone. He was angry at her and wanted to grab it. I think your behavior just now is similar to that of a five-year-old little treasure."
After saying that, she felt little treasure pull her sleeve and look at her with an aggrieved look. She understood what little treasure meant, and then said, "Oh right, you're not as good as little treasure. After I talked to little treasure, she obediently played with that little friend. Unlike you, she still looks angry."
Being compared to his own daughter, gu mohan was a little embarrassed, so he bent over and took little treasure into his arms, explaining, "I was a little impulsive just now, but now I don't. I... Usually don't do this."
"Me too." Yi chen hurriedly came up and admitted his mistake, "I'm usually a very easygoing person. You must know that I don't know the average person as well."
Gu mohan took advantage of ye zhiqiao's inattention and secretly glared at him.
Yi chen stared back without showing any weakness.
"That's more like it." Without noticing their little movements, ye zhiqiao saw that the two of them had calmed down, so she was relieved.
With that said, she happened to see a place in front of her to take photos of the tourists, so she took little treasure from gu mohan's hands, called him and yi chen, and prepared to take a picture together.
The photographer was a chinese from all walks of life. Although he had lived abroad for a long time, he was still very friendly to the chinese.
He was busy helping a few people adjust their positions and refused to accept any money.
Ye zhiqiao must be standing in the middle, holding little treasure in her arms.
Gu Mohan and yi chen were secretly fighting over who was closer to ye zhiqiao.
Because ye zhiqiao held little treasure on her left hand, the person standing on her left would definitely be a little distance away from her, so both of them would squeeze into the position on her right.
Ye zhiqiao stood still for a long time, her hands were a little sore. Seeing that the photographer was still not taking pictures, she picked up little treasure and put it in her right hand.
This movement of hers did not matter. Gu mohan, who had not snatched yi chen just now, had a chance when he was pushed to the outside. He darted to ye zhiqiao's left and looked at the camera with crooked eyes and brows.
Yi chen quickly looked to the other side, but it was too late.
The photographer finally seized the opportunity and shouted, "Three - two -"
When he counted to one, yi chen quickly turned around, then saw a white light flash, and a "Click" sounded.
When he got the photo, he saw a shadow on the side of his head. Yi chen was not satisfied and insisted on taking it again.
With a smug smile, gu mohan refused, "What kind of photos are you taking? The background is not good. It won't look good if you take them a few more times."
Yi chen just wanted to reply, ye zhiqiao also advised him: "The photographer refused to accept money no matter what, can't let others take another picture, this one is also very good, that little flaw can't be seen without careful consideration."
Ye zhiqiao said so, so yi chen had to calm down and swallow back his unhappiness.
Little treasure was lively and lively. After being held by ye zhiqiao for such a long time, he couldn't wait any longer. Seeing the merry-go-round ahead, he immediately coquettishly said to ye zhiqiao, "Auntie ye, I want to ride a horse, that beautiful horse."
Because little treasure was still young and not in good health, many amusement facilities were not suitable for her, but the carousel was a rare item that could let her sit on it to play. Ye zhiqiao immediately agreed and carried her directly to buy tickets.
Gu mohan and yi chen were still bickering with each other over the photo. They felt that the surroundings had suddenly quieted down and turned around to look. They found that ye zhiqiao had already left them behind and carried little treasure far away.
Ignoring their bickering, the two of them hurried after him.
Ye zhiqiao had already put little treasure on the back of a pink pony, and she was sitting on a white horse outside the pony.
With the sound of a bell, the cheerful single syllable music hovered around, and the dreamy horses decorated in all shapes and sizes began to roll up and down.
Little treasure was dancing on the horse's back and giggling. Ye zhiqiao reminded her to be careful, then she deliberately stretched out two thin and short arms, hugged the horse's neck, and called softly, "Aunt ye, help, little treasure is afraid."
Ye zhi coincidentally saw that although she was crying out in fear, there was a sly smile in her eyes, and she couldn't help but be amused by this little clever ghost.
But she immediately put away her smile and said rather helplessly, "What should I do? Auntie ye is scared too."
Little treasure immediately sat up straight and handed her hand to ye zhiqiao, "Auntie ye, don't be afraid. Little treasure will protect you!"
At this moment, ye zhiqiao couldn't help it any longer. One hand reached out to hold little treasure's hand, the other hand covered her mouth, shaking her shoulders and laughing.
Gu mohan and yi chen stood outside the fence and looked at the interaction between big and small, sighing deeply together.
The two of them heard each other's sigh and subconsciously turned to look at each other. For the first time, they did not glare at each other and turned their heads away hatefully, but at the same time, they had a feeling of mutual helplessness.
Thinking about how much effort they had to put into each other every day to gain ye zhiqiao's attention and favor, they were obviously arrogant and used to being arrogant rich young masters, but they had to quarrel with each other like a little boy in front of ye zhiqiao, and in the end, they would inevitably receive ye zhiqiao's "White eyes."
But how could little treasure be so happy? No matter what she did, ye zhiqiao looked at her face full of indulgence and praised her for being clever and cute. Even if she didn't do anything, she had to praise her for being clever and sensible. All day long, ye zhiqiao's eyes were almost glued to little treasure. Originally, little treasure's status was the highest.
Thinking of this, the two of them sighed in unison.
"Hey, how did you teach little treasure to be so likable? Can you teach me as well?" Yi chen asked rather dejectedly.
Gu mohan glanced at him, then looked back at the woman who was enjoying herself on the merry-go-round and said in a speechless voice, "If I had known I had learned it by myself, would it be your turn to ask?"
"Ah--"
Another melancholic sigh.