Chapter 333

I lived in Duancheng for several days, and I slept very well every night.

My aunt really brought a big fairy to me. The fairy walked around me several times, touched the goatee and muttered to my aunt.

Later, my aunt told me that Daxian said that our family was very angry and that the ghost did not dare to follow me. Then she invited a peach sword back and said that when I got back to Jincheng, I would hang it on my bed to kill demons and keep them. Those demons did not dare to follow me.

Last time I drove into his car, only the insurance company came forward to settle the claim. I didn't even show my face.

It's fate to meet Jincheng's acquaintances in Duancheng. Besides, Tang Zizhe and I can always meet by chance. Even if he doesn't save Bai Tang, I should treat him to a meal.

It's said that sweets can make people feel happy. It seems that there is a scientific basis. I'm not sure.

"Of course! Ice cream is so delicious that both children and adults love it. " Tang Zizhe replied with a smile. He turned to me and said, "sometimes when the pressure is high, you can eat a little ice cream to relieve pressure."

"Uncle, do you eat ice cream as an adult?"

"I've been in Duancheng for several days, and the scenic spots I shot these days are just near the shopping mall, so sometimes I come here to have a look."

"How do you know this place so well?"

When Tang Zizhe saw me coming, he naturally took the paper bag in my hand and raised his chin to the corner of the shopping mall: "there is an ice cream shop there. It tastes good."

As long as I was a child, I was born to be familiar with my parents.

Tang Zizhe and Bai Tang are waiting for me at the door of the store. After I pay, I walk out of the store. Bai Tang and Tang Zizhe are already familiar.

I picked up the clothes that had just fallen on the ground and went to the counter to pay for them.

"Don't say it's so serious. Another ice cream is going to kill me? Or I'll treat you to ice cream in the afternoon, and you'll treat me to dinner in the evening? "

"I should have invited you. You just saved sugar."

"No, I have a rest this afternoon. It's rare for me to go shopping alone. Do you mind if I treat you to ice cream?"

"Don't you have to film later?"

Xiao pangdun is a mother when he has milk. As long as he is invited to eat ice cream, he is happy.

Tang Zizhe touched his face: "well, if you are not good today, your mother will punish you for not giving you ice cream. But when your uncle sees you for the first time, will your uncle treat you to ice cream today?"

"Don't follow me! I told you there would be no ice cream if you didn't listen! "

"No ice cream?" Sugar flat mouth immediately cried: "Mom, I want to eat ice cream."

"No, you still want ice cream for your performance?"

"Mom," sugar cried, "I don't want goose eggs, I want ice cream."

I first teach sugar to chat with Tang Zizhe later. I point sugar's forehead with my hand: "Mom, what did you say? I want you to stay on the counter. If your uncle didn't hold you, your head would have fallen out of a goose egg."

I smile to take sugar from his arms: "this little naughty is not obedient at all."

Indeed, it seems that he often meets Tang Zizhe. He smiles and touches the head of sugar in his arms: "your son is so cute. I think he can become a little child star."

"We're very lucky, Miss Xia."

It has beautiful scenery and has become a holy land for tourism.

There is a mountain called braid mountain in Duancheng, because its mountains crisscross like a girl's braid, so it is called braid mountain.

"You mean braided mountain?"

"I came here to take a variety show. Isn't there a famous mountain in Duancheng?"

How did he know me? I looked up at the man holding sugar and found that he was Tang Zizhe. How could he be in Duancheng?

"You're welcome, Miss Xia. Is this your son?"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, otherwise he would fall into a pizza."

Sugar did not have time to cry out fell into a safe embrace, I was relieved, scared my legs are soft.

My brain exploded like thunder. Just when the sugar was about to fall to the ground, I copied it with both hands before I ran there.

Because at this time the sugar has fallen from the counter, so high to the ground, the consequences are unimaginable.

I was so scared that I threw away all the clothes in my hand and ran to the white sugar. But there was a short distance between the shelf and the counter. I was afraid it was too late.

As soon as my voice fell, sugar's body trembled, and then one of them fell under the counter.

Because the counter is very high, he will fall down if he doesn't stand firmly.

I was in a cold sweat, and quickly called to the sugar: "don't move, sit quietly!"

When it was almost finished, the white sugar stood up on the counter and stood still.I put the sugar on the counter and went to the shelf to take down the clothes I wanted to try one by one.

The shop assistant was very busy and didn't have time to greet me, so I went to get it myself.

There are a lot of cute T-shirts on the shelves.

”So you just stay there

"Really?" Sugar's eyes brightened: "Mom, I want ice cream!"

I told sugar: "you sit well, mom, go and get that green T-shirt for you to try. It's hot today. You're good. I can take you to eat ice cream. "

In fact, I was not very strict with sugar. At that time, sang Shixi was too strict with sugar. He was not allowed to eat junk food at all.

It's said that every other generation, my father and my mother are responsive to sugar. I knew that my father often secretly brought sugar to eat these things.

"My grandfather took me to hamburger yesterday."

I patted his round butt: "how much meat did you eat in grandma's parents, no hamburgers!"

"Mom, I want a hamburger." He was writhing over the counter like a snake.

I just put him on the high counter. He couldn't jump down, so he had to obey.

After all, the child is a child. He has no enthusiasm for trying on clothes. After I tried a few pieces of white sugar one after another, he became impatient. He was sliding around like a fat loach. I couldn't catch him.

White sugar brought not many clothes, so I took him to the mall to buy clothes.

On this day, I was walking in the mall with white sugar. The weather became warmer and warmer, and it changed from early spring to real spring.

Sometimes I just sit on the cement pipe and watch the sugar plough in the sand like a mole. My heart is very calm and I can put all the troubles aside.

I don't know how happy it is. I have a lot of primitive happiness here in Duancheng. For example, I can take sugar to the abandoned construction site when I was a child. There are a lot of sand piles there, which is much more fun than the sand pool in the playground of the mall.

My mother is very happy. She wants me to be as fat as possible.

My mother and my aunt are serving me with delicious food. I have a bit of meat. Standing in front of the mirror, I feel my cheeks bulging, like a hamster.

We sat down in the ice cream shop. Tang Zizhe ordered the smallest order of colorful ice cream for sugar. I asked for Mianmian ice: Tang Zizhe ate the same as sugar.

The ice cream of this company is really delicious: the sugar is sipping, I know he is reluctant to eat.

I wiped the ice cream off his mouth with a tissue and said to him, "if you eat more slowly, the ice cream will turn into water. It's not ice cream."