Chapter 910
When Su Qinghe woke up, Guaiguai was still soundly asleep. On the other side of Guaiguai, the old lady was sitting on a chair and fanning Guaiguai.

The speed is slow, looking weak, there is such a trance, sleepy Su Qinghe thinks that he has returned to the past, and the same style of recliner he bought from Su Mingwei more than 20 years ago, the old man who fanned the children on the recliner Still the old man.

It seems that time has never passed, and he just had a long dream in a certain afternoon, otherwise, how could the old lady have not changed? She was like this when he was young, and she is still like this now .

It's just that obedient existence let him know that all of this is real, and suddenly, he felt a little sour in his heart.He was always standing at this end of time, thankful that the nearly 90-year-old lady and her image of her in her 60s in his memory had not changed, but in this trance, he went back to the other end of time and realized It turns out that when the old lady was in her 60s, she was already as old as 90 years old?
"Are you awake? What are you doing looking at me in a daze, my face has flowers?"

The old lady spoke softly, pulling back Su Qinghe's troubled thoughts, Su Qinghe shook his head, and said with a smile: "I'm a little sleepy."

"Keep sleeping if you haven't slept enough."

"I woke up naturally, I must have had enough sleep." Su Qinghe sat up, "Mother, do you want some sugar water? I'll go to my uncle's house and get some back?"

"Go and get some back, everyone should drink some too, it's easy to get angry this day."

In mid-to-late October, the sun was still hot and the weather was dry and dry. Su Qinghe went to the kitchen to get a pot and went to Su Zhiliang's house. He drank a bowl of herbal tea before filling the sugar water.

Bitter in his mouth, after Su Qinghe packed the sugar water, he went to the shelf and took a pack of nine-made tangerine peel and stuffed it into his mouth to suppress the taste, and then he felt a little better.

"Uncle, what kind of herbal tea did you make today? It has a bit of stamina." When I first drank it, I didn't feel much. After drinking it for a while, when the energy came up, Su Qinghe felt it was even more bitter than Shasha.

Su Zhiliang raised his eyelids, "It's better to drink less, you won't be bitter after drinking a few more times and get used to it."

"Okay, I'll drink it in two days." Su Qinghe picked up the pot and left, and stopped suddenly when he reached the door, "Uncle, that, can you drink this herbal tea now?"

"It's suitable for all ages. It's fine to obediently drink a bowl and a half, provided you can coax her to drink."

"Then I'll come over and pour some herbal tea later."

Su Qinghe smiled, and returned home with a pot of sugar water, took a hot water pot and poured out the water, went to Su Zhiliang's house to fill a pot full of herbal tea and came back.

Bai Zhi just happened to take out the cosplay costume of the lion dancer, and seeing the water bottle in Su Qinghe's hand, she curiously asked what was in it.

"Herbal tea that is bitterer than diarrhoea, would you like to try a bowl?" Su Qinghe took out the unfinished nine-made tangerine peel from his trouser pocket, "Drink the herbal tea and get tangerine peel."

"It's stupid to ignore you, you can drink it by yourself." Bai Zhi rolled her eyes, who would drink herbal tea when nothing happened, "Hey, I took out the obedient little lion suit, and when she wakes up, you tell her that she wants to drink herbal tea." What are you doing, don't come into the room and disturb me and Erbao."

Seeing that Bai Zhi turned to go back to the room, Su Qinghe quickly said that there was still sugar water, which Bai Zhi loved to drink, and went to the kitchen to fill a big bowl.

"I figured it out. If you don't suffer, you just follow you."

"Then she's just following you if she doesn't eat spicy food. I still eat snail noodles. Ask her if she eats it."

"I'm going to trick you into drinking some herbal tea."

Bai Zhi almost choked, "Aren't you afraid that she will sever the father-daughter relationship with you?"

"The mountain people have their own tricks." Su Qinghe was full of confidence.

Bai Zhi couldn't hold it back, and rolled her eyes again, "You'd better be a little more obedient, I'll see what you do when the time comes."

Su Qinghe spread his hands, "Cold salad."

Bai Zhi didn't pay attention to Su Qinghe anymore, and went back to the room after eating the sugar water. With the father and daughter who were always making a fuss, "Zhu Yu was in front", she felt that Er Bao, who was quiet and not too noisy, was simply a little angel.

Time passed quietly in Su Qinghe's anticipation, Guaiguai finally woke up, and it happened that Chen Juanhua was eating in the corridor with a bowl of sugar water, Guaiguai, the little greedy cat, became energetic all of a sudden, sat up straight and looked into Chen Juanhua's bowl, "Grandma, grandma, what delicious food are you eating?"

"Qingbuliang, do you want to drink?"

Seeing Guaiguai nodding his head like pounding garlic, Chen Juanhua smiled and brought the bowl to Guaiguai's mouth, obediently took a sip, let out a breath of enjoyment, suddenly his complexion changed, he hurriedly climbed off the recliner, and rushed to the house , rushed into the bathroom.

This speed...the sound of the door closing...it's hard not to suspect that she was woken up by urinating!

It was so hanging, I almost peed my pants!

Obediently came out of the bathroom with a relaxed face, and when she threw the paper towels for wiping hands into the trash can in the living room, she saw the little lion costume on the sofa, and she hurried out to the corridor, shouting excitedly: "Dad! Dad, little lion, I want to wear a little lion, dong dong dong~dong dong~"

Also did a few nondescript lion dance moves.

Seeing that she was so eager, Su Qinghe didn't tease her, and took her back to the house to put on a costume. This thing was custom-made by Baizhi, and it is also very suitable as a obedient one-person lion dance costume. The big lion head will Her obedient little head was wrapped, and her chubby face was exposed from the lion's mouth, and the cloth behind her was like a cape.

Compared with wearing this prop for the first time during the Spring Festival, the girl at this time is obviously more knowledgeable. She holds the lion's head in both hands, bouncing around and dancing from left to right. If there is no sound of gongs and drums, she dubs with her mouth, "Boom Bang, boom, boom, boom... Ouch!"

The good master got into a fight with his feet and tripped her.

Su Qinghe helped her up, "The little lion is wrestling!"

"No, there's no wrestling!" The good master hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, refusing to admit it, shaking his head with his lion head, so cute that it exploded.

She thought that although she didn't fall to the ground because her father supported her, since she didn't fall, it wasn't a fall.

Su Qinghe chuckled, "Do you want to learn lion dance?"

Seeing Guaiguai nodding his head hastily, he said again: "Learning to dance a lion requires hard work and hard work."

Obediently without hesitation, he assured: "My wife!"

"I don't believe in your guarantee. Unless you take a sip of herbal tea and you can drink it, Dad will believe that you can endure hardship."

"What?"

Obediently couldn't believe it, when she thought of the bitter herbal tea, she trembled all over.

No, the suffering you said is really suffering?

"Look at you, you don't want to suffer even a little bit of hardship. How do you want me to believe that you can learn lion dance through suffering?"

Obediently frowned and struggled, after all, the interest in learning lion dance had the upper hand, and it was just a sip of bitter herbal tea, which she felt was barely acceptable.

Just when she was about to agree, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and she asked Su Qinghe a question from her soul.

"Can you dance a lion?"

(End of this chapter)

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