Chapter 90: Him in the Magazine
Song Huayi heard this, smiled and said: "The two of them have quarreled all their lives and have not quarreled, my grandmother now likes to go out and travel everywhere, but my grandfather likes to stay on the island, and my grandmother said that my grandfather is old-fashioned." ”
Zhan Shaoyin has something to say: "Being noisy is also a way of love." ”
Song Huayi didn't expect it at all, nodded approvingly and said: "That's the same, my mother and my dad are also noisy, but I am very envious of their love, and my dad dotes on my mother very much." ”
Zhan Shaoyin looked at the longing in her eyes, and couldn't help but think of their future, he and she should be able to pass on such an enviable love.
The ship set sail, facing the afternoon sun, she grabbed the brim of the straw hat on her head with her hand to prevent the hat from being blown away by the wind, stood on the edge of the railing of the deck, turned back to Zhan Shaoyin and said, "You can help me take some pictures." ”
"What's there to shoot."
He said this, but he had already taken his phone out of his trouser pocket.
Aimed the center of the frame at her and pressed the shutter button...... took dozens of photos back and forth, and when she returned to the cabin, she took his mobile phone to choose photos, and Zhan Shaoyin leaned on the seat and took a nap.
Song Huayi was about to return the phone to him after selecting the photo, only to find that he was sleeping, so he silently put the phone into his bag, and then used the software in his mobile phone to retouch the picture, adjust the filter, and send it to the circle of friends.
A few hours passed without realizing it.
When the boat docked at the pier of Moss Pond Island, it was past six o'clock in the afternoon.
It's going to be dark at eight or nine o'clock here, and it's just in time to see the orange sunset.
The sea breeze is cool and the scenery is pleasant.
After Song Jingnan played a game during the summer vacation, he returned to the island for the summer vacation, and it has been almost a month since he came back.
As soon as Song Huayi and Zhan Shaoyin walked out of the dock, they saw Song Jingnan waiting for them outside with a resentful face.
Song Huayi beckoned to him: "Sixth, come over and help with the luggage." ”
Song Jingnan glanced at Zhan Shaoyin behind Song Huayi and said, "What are you doing with your luggage if you find a husband who doesn't help you carry your luggage?" ”
"Pick it up for him!"
"It's only been a few days since I got married, and my elbow turned out?
! ”
Song Jingnan said so, but he still walked over and took the suitcase in Song Huayi's hand.
Zhan Shaoyin was holding a suitcase in one hand and her schoolbag in the other, and he looked very light when he carried it.
However, Song Huayi was still in a hurry, so he reached out and took the schoolbag that Zhan Shaoyin was carrying in his hand and carried it on his back to help him lighten his burden.
Song Jingnan glared at her angrily: "Look at your little bit of talent!" ”
Every corner of the island is a landscape, like an island surrounded by flowers, the most common is probably climbing vines, climbing on the outer walls of houses, adding a touch of sophistication and beauty to the houses.
When I come here, I feel that my mood will slow down with the rhythm here, without the distractions of the outside world, put aside all distractions, and simply see everything in front of me.
Along the way, every place outside the window is a sight worth recording.
Within ten minutes, the car was parked in the parking lot in front of a white three-story villa.
"Here we are."
Song Huayi happily got out of the car, stretched out his hand and pointed to the window at the edge of the third floor of the villa and introduced to Zhan Shaoyin: "That is my room." ”
Zhan Shaoyin nodded, opened the trunk and took out the luggage: "Let's move the things up first." ”
The two suitcases were carried by Zhan Shaoyin and Song Jingnan, and Song Huayi only carried a small schoolbag and followed the two of them into the house.
"Where's Grandpa?"
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Song Hua's opinion was not greeted by anyone, so he couldn't help asking.
Song Jingnan said: "That old thing is busy all day, and he hasn't come back from fishing yet, how can he care about you?" ”
"What about Grandma?"
"I'm out to find grandpa."
Song Huayi: "......" She also thought that the second elder knew that her grandson-in-law was back, and they were all looking forward to it at home, but it seemed that they didn't feel at ease at all.
Song Jingnan put the suitcase by the door and said to them: "You two are responsible for cooking, I'll go next door to find Xiaohe to play games, cook and call me!" ”
Looking at Song Jingnan's figure going downstairs, Song Huayi was dissatisfied and said, "They must have asked you to cook for us!" ”
However, Song Jingnan had already run downstairs and disappeared without a trace.
Song Huayi turned around and glanced at Zhan Shaoyin, and said silently, "I'll go down to the kitchen to see what dishes are there." ”
Zhan Shaoyin looked at her house and could see many traces of her life when she was a child.
The pale pink walls are littered with childish crayon graffiti, and apparently she has loved to draw since she was a child.
Fluffy rag dolls can be seen everywhere in the house, and it feels like a room full of girlish atmosphere.
Zhan Shaoyin found that there were many newspapers and financial magazines on the shelves, and felt a little strange, she didn't know anything about this, shouldn't the shelves be full of her little yellow books?
Puzzled, Zhan Shaoyin casually took down a magazine and glanced at it, I don't know if it's a coincidence, he just happened to have this magazine.
And it's the one he was interviewed with, and the first page you turn is a photo of him.
"Knock knock-" I heard her running upstairs, and the voice arrived before anyone arrived, "We may have to go out and buy some food, there aren't enough ingredients in the fridge......" As soon as the words fell, Song Huayi, who ran to the door, saw him standing in front of her bookcase, holding an open magazine in his hand, and it happened that his photo was on the page.
Looking at the photo she had stared at countless times, Song Huayi's face turned red, and she hurriedly walked over and snatched the magazine, and said fiercely, "Why are you rummaging through my things again?"
! ”
Zhan Shaoyin looked at her in such a hurry, and felt that there must be something unsightly in this book, so he lowered his head slightly and asked her lightly: "Are you still interested in finance and economics?" ”
Song Huayi swallowed his saliva and excused himself: "...... These are my third brother's, and I guess my grandmother put them on my side when she cleaned up the room. ”
Seeing that Zhan Shaoyin was still looking at her bookshelf, Song Huayi hurriedly changed the topic: "It's not early, let's go out to buy vegetables first." ”
As soon as the two of them reached the door downstairs, they saw two gray-haired old men chattering towards this side.
"Grandpa! Grandmother! ”
The old woman, who was still scolding the old man with an angry face, heard that when she saw Song Huayi, the old woman immediately piled up a kind smile on her face: "Xiaoyi! Do you miss grandma? ”
Song Huayi greeted him and said with a sweet smile: "I want to eat the dishes made by my grandmother!" ”
Grandma smiled from ear to ear, and when she looked up, she saw Zhan Shaoyin standing at the gate, and greeted her with a smile: "Xiaoqing is here too?"
Isn't it said that you can't come with training? ”
Song Huayi hurriedly explained: "Grandma, he's not a big brother!" ”
Grandma looked at Zhan Shaoyin again: "Look at me, I'm confused, it's Jinghua!" ”
Grandpa snorted and complained about grandma: "Are you senile dementia?"
I can't remember what my grandson looks like. ”
Song Huayi walked to Zhan Shaoyin's side, took Zhan Shaoyin's hand and introduced: "Grandpa, grandma, he is my husband, Zhan Shaoyin, you just call him Xiaoyin." ”