Chapter 139: The Nine-story Terrace Bears Thousands of Jins of Soil, and the Ten Scenic Spots Ode to the West Lake(2/2)
Noodles with golden light, arms with lotus roots and jade face, but it is a pity that there are as many boats on the West Lake as dumplings, and the "mountain scenery is empty" is less, and it is more like "a hundred thousand people living in different places".
People are crowded, bumping into each other, and walking shoulder to shoulder. Fortunately, this is the case every year in the West Lake Scenic Area, and we already have a set of scientific methods to deal with it. Otherwise, we don’t know how much danger there will be.
But An Jianing and Ning Yingjie didn't have the courage to join in the fun, so they rode their bikes home, bypassing the West Lake.
"Come back so early today? Aren't you guys going to have a performance soon? Why don't you go and take care of it?" During the weekend, He Yanqing had just dealt with the questions sent by students on WeChat at home and planned to ask his daughter if she would be back for lunch today.
Unexpectedly, An Jianing came back.
"Ah, isn't Lao Ning's poem showing today? We just had a chat, and then he took a rest."
"oh."
He Yanqing responded, and An Jianing realized that the former had already gone into the kitchen to wash vegetables in just these two sentences.
After realizing it later, An Jianing finished changing the clothes at home, washed her hands and sat on the chair for a while. Just as she was about to go to the kitchen to help, she heard He Yanqing suddenly mention: "Now you are getting together again to do a drama. What was that about?"
You should take the curtain to the theater as soon as possible."
"Ah?" An Jianing, who had half-stepped into the kitchen, was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, "When the time comes..."
Now that he has regained his former dreams, past failures are no longer an untouchable topic. An Jianing's words are full of ease.
"Ah what?" Knowing that her husband had entered the kitchen, He Yanqing didn't look back, but his voice was three times quieter than before, "How much soil has been piled up at home, I didn't say anything to you back then, but now you can all make rags
You’ve re-sewn it, and you’re still laying it out at home?”
Chapter completed!