kingnovel Chapter 1075 Fatty Xin'an 2
Chapter 1075 Fatty Xin'an 2
Xin'an himself is a person who loves to eat.
She also likes to stock up on snacks, so she always has a lot of snacks in her pocket every year.
At home, she eats whatever she wants.
The satisfaction of food is at hand.
There are also red eggs and red bean rice, which are delicious too.
It’s the Chinese New Year, and every year there are lots of delicious food.
Except for the first few days when they ate at home, they kept walking outside after that.
However, when seeing all kinds of crying dolls, Xin'an felt overwhelmed.
Look at the well-behaved and quiet Nian Nian. Very good, this child is really good.
Otherwise, Xin'an would want to die if he was called "Mom, Mom" every day.
It's a scary thing that a child is like a loudspeaker. He calls for his mother many times in less than a minute.
You call mom for everything. What brand of morning glory mom are you?
too frightening.
This is also synchronized with the New Year, so she doesn't like to play with children. This one looks like the same age as her, but why can it make such a loud noise? Is it some new breed?
Aren’t their throats tired?
If you make too much noise, the Zongzi will find you and eat you.
Nian Nian holds An An's hand and walks to places where there are many adults. Places with many children are too scary.
She doesn't like it.
So when Fat An An asked her if she wanted to go to school, she decisively refused.
She held the dictionary and read out the words one by one to show that she knew it.
Xin'an thought about it and took Nian Nian to Xinhua Bookstore and bought whatever books she wanted to read.
New Year shook his head: "Go there."
Xin'an looks like a used bookstore. Well, as long as the kids like it.
And there are indeed a lot of books available for purchase.
In a way, not going to school every year is for the best.
Otherwise there will be many problems.
Anyway, studying is for work, Xin'an thought that her own shop could be inherited by Niannian.
In the future, I can be the boss of a breakfast shop and live a good life.
That's great.
Zhang Haike made a sharp explosion, but unfortunately he didn't know it.
The Zhang family's beloved daughter, Qilin, opened a breakfast shop.
Niannian found that someone was staring at her with a faint look, and she had a feeling that it was one of her tribesmen.
Not the one chasing her.
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
He just looks and sees that Xiao Xiao Zhang is living a good life.
It's best to live like this without being noticed.
He saw her eating date paste cake, malt sugar, rice flower cones, glutinous rice sticks, milk candy, date cake, candied haws, and beef jerky.
The blind man didn't buy it for him.
Black Bear: ...
No, buddy, ancestor, please speak.
Besides, why didn’t the blind man buy it for you?
Since you have lost your memory and forgotten, it doesn't count as having eaten it.
It makes sense.
Zhang Qilin glanced at the blind man indifferently and let him experience it for himself.
Hei Xia Zi didn't know why the mute was in such a bad mood after going out.
What happened? Did someone bully him and cheat him out of a lot of money?
It was a 5 yuan candied haws, but someone charged him yuan.
Zhang Qilin didn't say anything and just wanted the blind man to guess for himself.
All his money is with the blind man.
He has no money.
Nian Nian ignored the strange people looking at her and continued eating.
Dates stuffed with walnuts are also delicious.
Xin'an was still wondering what was missing.
The study is already full.
The copybook for practice is also there, and the Animal World on TV is also there.
I also bought clothes.
Xin'an himself also likes casual wear, so it's also sports casual wear.
Comfortable and easy to care for.
Well, that's fine.
She didn't know yet that her child had met Zhang Qilin.
The two were on the roof, in the shadows, like the underground party.
Every year I am reluctant to hand over my food.
Zhang Qilin took it, took a bite, and ate it quickly.
Every year: . . . . .
She pursed her lips, a little unhappy, wondering why he ate it all.
Zhang Qilin was still reaching out.
The New Year puffed up my face and gave it.
The two don't speak, but they can communicate.
Finally, Xinnian searched his pockets to find that he had nothing left.
Zhang Qilin tilted his head and said, "Bring more next time."
Such a small pocket is not enough to eat.
I went home in a high mood during the New Year and didn't see the smile in Zhang Qilin's eyes behind me.
Hei Xia Zi gasped when watching from behind, what a dumb person! He even tricked a child into giving him snacks.
But that child seems to be a mute.
You have to know that the charm of the Zhang family cannot be imitated by others.
It will be very different.
Anyway, the blind man has never seen it on anyone else.
"blind."
Zhang Qilin spoke, and Hei Xia Zi said he understood. After all, they were old friends for many years. The mute didn't want to disturb the child's life, so he came to see secretly.
Basically, anyone who is not at the level of a blind person cannot keep up with a mute.
The speed of a mute is sometimes as fast as the wind.
"The blind man knows and tells no one."
Hei Xiazi zipped up his shirt to show that he understood.
This is still a child.
It's rare to see such lively children in the Zhang family.
What does lively mean? For example, although Niannian is not talkative, she can speak, has a rosy face, is willing to share, and has bright eyes.
Much more fun than being dumb.
However, it was obvious that the mute was doing it on purpose when he snatched the child's food.
The dumb man felt troubled, and the blind man felt that his persuasion was useful.
Otherwise, he is just a dumb and dead-brained person who doesn't care about his own life or death.
on the way back.
Niannian was not in a very good mood, but when she saw Xin'an waiting for her under the big red lanterns, she was very happy.
"Fat An An."
"I'm back every year. Did you have fun?"
Xinnian paused, but still nodded, "Happy."
She fed a grown man.
The blood connection between them told her that the other party would not hurt him.
Xin'an thought Niannian went to feed the cats. After all, ever since Niannian moved in, a group of tabby cats often followed her.
They often climb over the wall in groups to see Nian Nian.
Niannian also shares food and water with them.
She also prepared cat climbing frames and cat beds for them.
Sometimes, when Xin'an goes upstairs, they will all look at her, and together with Niannian, they are really cute.
They would also shake their heads and look around in sync. After getting familiar with the room, the tabby cats also came over and circled around Xin'an to show their recognition.
Sometimes Xin'an would see them when he went to buy vegetables.
They don't come often on normal days, but on rainy days the room and balcony will be full of cats.
At this time, they came in groups.
Even when it snows.
Xin'an held Nian Nian's slightly cool little hand and walked home on the squeaking snow.
The halo of the big red lantern spread out into a warm red on the snow, casting the long shadows of the two people.
Xin'an's palms were warm, and he stayed close to her every day.
"What do you want to eat tonight? It's snowing heavily, how about something hot to drink?" Xin'an asked with his head down, his voice made especially soft by the cold wind.
Niannian thought about it and said nothing. She just stretched out her little finger and pointed at the steaming roasted sweet potato stall not far away.
The sweet, burnt smell is especially tempting on a crisp snowy day.
She likes to eat sweets.
Holding the hot sweet potato, Year after Year blows on it with satisfaction.
Xin'an carefully helped her peel off the charred outer skin, revealing the golden and soft inner flesh.
Niannian couldn't wait to take a small bite. She gasped because of the heat, but her eyes narrowed with happiness.
Xin'an looked at her and smiled, and bought one for himself. The two of them stood under the street light, breathing out white air, concentrating on dealing with the sweet burden in their hands.
The heat from the sweet potatoes warms your fingertips all the way to your stomach, dispelling the cold.
"Let's have tomato hotpot tonight. It's sour and sweet."
"it is good."
When I got home, the warm air hit me, bringing with it a familiar, reassuring smell.