What if Bai Yueguang is a sand sculpture? (MTL)

Chapter 88

Chapter 88 One afternoon, Qian entered Mei Village's house...

    One afternoon, Qian went into the back room of his own small shop in Mei Village, crouching on a chair and dozing off.

    Qian Changyou silently turned off the volume of his mobile phone at the front desk, and unskilledly put on his earphones.

    Qian Jin didn't sleep well, perhaps because he thought about it all morning, and still couldn't choose between the capital and his hometown.

    Suddenly, she faintly heard voices talking.

    "Uncle Qian~"

    she thought, this person was quite conscious, knowing that someone was sleeping, he lowered his voice and spoke.

    Wait, no, Qian Jin reacted: You can't see her here from the door of the store.

    She opened her eyes, got up and walked towards the front desk.

    I saw Qian Changyou also bowed his back very cooperatively, speaking close to the person who came.

    "Dad, what are you two doing?"

    "Hey, you scared me, Xiao Jin is awake!"

    Qian Changyou showed his usual cheerful smile when facing his daughter, simple and loving.

    Another surprise for Qian Jin was that the customer who had just whispered to his father also looked surprised: "Xiao Jin?!"

    "You are?" Qian Jin only felt a familiar shadow on the person in front of him, but he couldn't think of anything. Who is it coming up.

    "My bean sprouts! The second child of the Zhou family, his full name is Zhou Yan!"

    "Bean sprouts!" Qian Jin's eyes widened, and he finally recalled the little boy who used to be thin and weak, always following behind his buttocks.

    Although the man in front of him was not tall, he was wearing a white shirt and suit trousers, and his eyes were a little poised.

    "You can mix well, you look like a dog!" Qian Jin punched the man in the shoulder.

    "Hahaha!" Zhou Yan laughed loudly, "How can you compare to you, cultural person!"

    "Hahahaha!" The two of them looked at each other and smiled, very happy. With just two words of mutual damage, they regained the carefree feeling of childhood.

    She noticed the little boy with big eyes beside Zhou Yan's legs: "This is your son? He's so old."

    "Yes, Doudinger, call me Auntie!"

    Qian Jin laughed, this name is really with his father.

    The little boy didn't have any stage fright at all, and shouted directly: "Auntie!"

    "Hey!"

    Zhou Yan covered the little boy's mouth and taught a lesson: "What are you yelling, I'm afraid your mother won't find out, right? I can tell You, I really let your mother catch you and beat you up, I don't care!"

    Hearing this, Xiaodouding quickly covered his mouth, but glanced at his father and muttered, "You can't control it if you want to!"

    "You!" Zhou Yan was stern, and it could be seen that he was used to getting along with his children, and he didn't have the majesty of being a father.

    Seeing the interaction between the father and son is very cute, Qian Jin asked curiously, "What do you want

    , Xiaodouding?" "Hey, don't you want it after eating popsicles? It's so fucking hard, don't open the refrigerator anymore. , this kid took me out to buy it. Oh yes, his mother is Tingting!"