Chapter 330 Prodigal Xia Xia
The two of them ate dinner for an hour, finishing all the dishes they ordered. They also ordered a cup of yogurt each and leaned on the chairs to eat slowly.

Xia Zhihuai touched his swollen belly, holding a spoon in his left hand, with a worried look on his face: "If this continues, I will become a steamed bun in less than half a year."

Once the appetite is opened, it is as deep as the sea, and from then on management is just a passerby.

When it comes to male celebrities' self-body control, he has absolutely no control over it.

Wanwan looked at his still thin and delicate face, his sharp facial features, and his bright and deep eyes. She didn't know what he was worried about. After they finished recording the program, they would go back to work in the fields. You can do physical work every day, but do you still worry about gaining weight?

After checking out, the two of them wore masks and went to see the stage play. The tickets were booked this afternoon. Fortunately, they did not buy tickets on the spot, because when they arrived at the performance center, several people at the door had been told that the tickets were sold out, and they were disappointed in the end. leave.

Seeing more and more people walking towards the performance venue, Xia Zhihuai held Wanwan in his arms to avoid being scattered by the crowd.

Wanwan lay on Xia Zhihuai's shoulder, looking up at the place where they turned away. The lights flickered, and she opened her mouth and exclaimed: "It's a light show! Brother, look at it!"

Xia Zhihuai was excitedly slapped on the head by her, and he gritted his teeth and slapped her on the butt: "Tao Wanwan, please be more honest with me. You just put all your effort into your feelings, right?"

"The light show will wait until we finish the show and come out to watch it."

He had searched for the light show in Hubao Ancient City. The square in front of the ancient city was the best place to watch the light show. There was a light show every hour and it didn't end until twelve o'clock.

Wanwan slowly calmed down, holding the fruit drink she bought in her hand. She gently picked at the small mole on his earlobe with her little finger. Xia Zhihuai was disturbed and wanted to put her down and walk away.

But since he didn't bring a leash when he went out this time, he could only keep telling himself: be normal and keep an eye on Wanwan, who is much better than other people's naughty children.

but!
I still want to teach her a lesson.

Why is her hand so short?

Xia Zhihuai tilted his head far away, avoiding her fingers: "Stop scratching my ears, I will really get angry soon."

"Oh——" Wanwan Sansan retracted her little hand and took advantage of the rare altitude advantage to look around the performance venue.

There are many seats around, with the sky and the earth as the background, and further away is the peak of the white-capped snow-capped mountains. It covers an area as large as several football fields, and there is a specially lit fire pot under the performance stage.

The show was attended by a few thousand people.

They entered the venue relatively early, and there was no seating arrangement on the tickets. The security guard in the aisle told them that they could choose their seats at will.

Xia Zhihuai glanced at the grand venue, picked a spot in the middle, put Wanwan on the side, leaned on the back of the chair and exhaled heavily.

Wanwan took out the promotional program list from her backpack, "There are three performances tonight."

"You still have this program with you?" He was a little surprised.

Wanwan tilted her head and said, "I put it in the trash can in the hotel. We're going to watch a show at night. We should bring it with us so that we can at least know what show we're watching."

In such a large venue, the curtain announcement could not be heard clearly, and Wanwan felt that there was probably no curtain announcement.

The three shows in the evening are all large-scale sitcoms.

The performances are all famous historical events in Hubao Ancient City, as well as local customs.

The first act is war.

The location of the ancient city of Hubao was quite special in ancient times. It was a northern city. Although it was not the front line of border defense, it occupied a very important military position and supplied the two nearby military towns. It was also the city with the most prosperous commerce in the border area for thousands of years. There have been several experiences of the city being invaded and massacred by foreigners, so the local folk customs are very fierce.For melodramatic performances on the open-air stage, the background music has become much weaker, which in turn brings the visual impact to its peak.

Thousands of local actors put on performance costumes, and it really felt like all the audience was drawn into the historical gap of the war and iron horses.

It was also the first time for Xia Zhihuai to watch such a large-scale open-air sitcom. His eyes showed deep shock, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "For the first time, I feel that this form of performance is really magical and deserves to be seen by more people." See."

Wanwan leaned on the chair, patted her round belly with one hand, and swung her little feet with a faint expression on her face.

After the initial shock of this kind of performance, her attention slowly shifted.

When the show ended, Xia Zhihuai came back to his senses. When he turned his head, he found that she had fallen asleep leaning on the chair, with drooling at the corner of her mouth.

Xia Zhihuai, who had just finished watching the climax: "..."

He took a picture of her drooling expression and posted it on Weibo with a wicked smile. He rested his face on one hand and waited for the large number of spectators in the venue to leave first. He also wanted to see when she would wake up.

When they were almost gone, Xia Zhihuai felt that she would not be able to wake up without external intervention, so he took out his hand and squeezed her doughy face, knocking her out of bed.

Wanwan was as angry as a gas tank about to explode, and with a fierce expression on her face, she followed Xia Zhihuai out of the performance center.

Xia Zhihuai was overjoyed and gloated from the front: "You still have the nerve to be angry. It was you who said you wanted to come to the show and spent 300 yuan on tickets, but you ended up sleeping from beginning to end. Do you respect other people's performances?" ?”

Wanwan, who continued to exude low pressure: "..." Is this the reason why he can pinch her until her saliva drools on her skirt? !

Nonsence--

Bad brother.

After going to the city gate to watch the light show, most of Wanwan's anger was gone. She and Xia Zhihuai took the children's special train and strolled around the square twice. We bought candied haws, marshmallows, and many exquisite handicrafts. We were satisfied. Visit the night market.

Xia Zhihuai doesn't plan to carry a bunch of things on his back, so when he encounters a store that can mail them, he basically buys a lot and chooses to mail them to his home.

Anyway, most of them were bought for the two ghosts at home, and some were bought as souvenirs for his old mother.

I bought two sets of handmade cheongsam for Ms. Xia, as well as a matching pair of jade bracelets and hairpins.

Seeing that he was spending money like water, Wanwan worried: "Will we not be able to afford food in the future?"

Xia Zhihuai smiled and said, "No, you said you could grow peaches to support me."

Wanwan: "...but how much does a peach cost..." How many peaches does she have to sell to earn the money he lost today?
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

At first, he was worried that his savings over the past few years would be wasted because of the company's sinister termination of the contract. Since the termination of the contract was peacefully resolved, the money in his hand has been kept, and he can easily support a few more Wanwan.

The fees for recording the variety show have also been paid into his and Wanwan's accounts.

So I don’t have to worry about having no money to spend.

After shopping at the night market until one o'clock in the morning, the two of them walked to the old street they had inquired about early in the morning.

(End of this chapter)

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