Tear mole anchor

Qiao Yin's hometown is not a particularly remote place. It's not too far from the urban area. It only takes an hour to drive normally. On the day I went back, I was planning to go back. Unexpectedly, there was a road construction, and it was blocked for more than half an hour. It was almost four o'clock when I arrived in the town. It's all starting to fall apart.

The fairs in the countryside are always rushed early. It starts very early at about six or seven o'clock, and then it starts to disperse at three or four in the afternoon. By five o'clock, the vendors are basically left to pack their things.

In a hurry, Qiao Yin and the others went to the market to buy a few fruits and ingredients to be cooked at night, and then went to the supermarket to get some snacks and drinks that the children liked, and finally finished all the things before the fair, and then Drive to the village.

Until getting in the car, Qiao's mother was still feeling emotional: "It's really like a war, let's go back earlier next time."

"I think so too." Qiao Yin agreed.

When they arrived at the door of their house, it was exactly five o'clock. When passing by the canteen, the grandparents of Qiao's family saw them coming back, stood up slowly, and came back to open the door for them.

The three-storey bungalow had a patio in front and a large open space in the back. The decoration inside the house was not empty, but it was deserted. It was only when Qiao Yin and the others came back that it became lively.

The five people divided the work. Grandma Qiao said that after dinner, she would make zongzi and asked Qiao Yin to help wash the leaves of the zongzi. She and grandpa went upstairs to fetch glutinous rice and sesame seeds. Father Qiao and mother Qiao took charge of the kitchen and prepared dinner.

During the period, children from the neighbors came in to visit, and Qiao Yin entertained them with the snacks and fruits they bought.

After working like this for an hour or two, the zongzi was wrapped, put in a pot and taken to the back door to cook with firewood, and Qiao's mother and Qiao's father finally finished dinner. At this time, looking out from the patio, night had fallen, and there were no neon lights in the village. The sky is pure black.

After they had finished eating, at about 07:30, Qiao Yin got up and went to the back door to add firewood to the stove. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, with a few drops of rain faintly mixed in the wind.

He stood on the spot and felt it seriously, it was not an illusion.

Qiao Yin walked in and asked, "Dad! It's raining, do you want to move the stove in? Don't put out the fire later!"

Qiao's father heard the sound and came over, looked up at the sky with style, and said: "It's okay, I don't think it's dark, this rain is not heavy, it will pass soon."

"You're so humorous." Qiao Yin laughed and said, "It's so dark, can you still see if it's dark?"

Father Qiao pretended not to understand his teasing: "Don't worry, go back, it's definitely not a big deal, and the smoke will smoke the walls when you move back, what your grandma wants to say."

"Okay." Qiao Yin couldn't make sense, turned around and walked back to the living room, but Dad Qiao didn't follow him in.

After 2 minutes, the rain was also suddenly violent, with big raindrops crackling down, and Qiao's mother just heard the conversation between Qiao's father and Qiao Yin, and suddenly died of laughter: "Who swears that the rain will not be heavy? "

Qiao Yin also laughed, and continued to urge Dad Qiao after laughing: "Come in!"

Joe's father said embarrassingly that he didn't need it, then took an umbrella out, stood by the stove and put up an umbrella to protect the fire from wind and rain.

Qiao Yin almost laughed out loud. Seeing that Papa Qiao stubbornly refused to listen to him, he turned back to the living room and talked about it with Mama Qiao. The two of them plus grandparents couldn't laugh or cry.

Grandma said: "I'm wronged, I didn't say I won't let you move in!"

Qiao Yin put his arms around her shoulder and patted her lightly: "Grandma, save my dad some face! I also believe that the rain will stop soon!"

The four of them laughed, and no one tried to persuade them any more. They secretly hoped that the rain would stop soon and that Papa Qiao would come back voluntarily.Qiao Yin also secretly took out his mobile phone to take a picture of Dad Qiao's funny image at this time, and then sent it to Moments.

Zhilan Yushu: I was cooking rice dumplings outside the door and then it suddenly rained hahahaha I asked my dad to bring them in and he said the rain would stop right away. Ha ha ha ha!

With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, everyone is more relaxed, and this circle of friends has received countless praises in an instant, and some people commented that your dad is so funny.

There was no comment from Zong Jin, but he sent a message directly.

Grandpa: Are you happy to be home?

The old man is a new note he changed after he and Zong Jin got together. He wanted to change the husband's but felt too crooked, so he became such a cute old man.

The network signal on the first floor of the house was not very good. Qiao Yin and the elders said hello and went upstairs to return to the room. He threw himself on the bed and replied slowly to Zong Jin, "I'm quite happy. Have you returned home? Isn't the family happy too!"

Old man: "I'm back, I'm not very happy."

Qiao Yin was just asking casually, but he didn't expect Zong Jin to answer, and he really admitted that he was unhappy.

He was suddenly a little nervous and worried, worried if something happened to Zong Jin's family, or if he went back this time and had some conflicts with the family.

Zhilan Yushu: "What's the matter? Is something wrong?"

Husband: "Miss you"

Qiao Yin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated crazily. Zong Jin really gave him a lot of surprises today. He once doubted how much Zong Jin's liking for him was worth, but now he said that he was unhappy because he missed him.

Qiao Yin's heart was as sweet as honey: "I miss you very much too, but don't be unhappy, spend the holidays at home well, I will go back the day after tomorrow!"

Grandpa: "Wait for you to come back"

Because Zong Jin missed you and waited for you to come back, Qiao Yin had a good night's sleep.

Waking up early the next day, his grandparents had already gone out for a stroll in the village as usual. Father Qiao and Mother Qiao were having breakfast and told him that they were going to buy some fish by the river.

There is a river at the entrance of their village, and some people in the village make a living by fishing. Every day, they net some fish and take them to the town to buy, because they are fresh and wild, and have a completely different taste from artificial breeding. These fish are very popular, even if the price is high. , often in short supply.

The same village has a slight advantage, that is, it can be purchased first. If it can be sold out in the village, the fishing villagers don't have to go to the town again.If they can't sell it all in the village, they will take it to the town.

In the past, it might not be sold out in the village, but during the holidays, this rarely happens, and the supply in the village is also in short supply.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother hurried over after breakfast, Qiao Yin was alone at home with nothing to do, thinking that since it was a holiday, happy things should also greet each other and bless each other, on WeChat, except for Zong Jin's friends, the group sent A message about a happy Mid-Autumn Festival opened the button group by the way.

The group was very lively today. He had just sent a message about a happy Mid-Autumn Festival when someone asked him what he was up to recently.

Xiaoshen doesn't have a knife: I'm busy dating Lianlian~

The chat messages in the group suddenly stopped for a second, and then began to scroll crazily again.

Love Yan Chi: Shut up, you

Lianlian's online little wife: Qiaoqiao, don't dream, wake up!

Lianlian's current girlfriend: Nonsense!You must not know that Lianlian is still in my bed right now!

A lot of news like this came out suddenly.

Xiao Sheath has no knife: Alas, no one will believe the truth, this life is really lonely like snow~

He was joking around with everyone in the group, and suddenly someone said: Lianlian has been updated!Mid-Autumn Festival benefits!burst into tears!

Followed by a link from station C.

Qiao Yin only greeted each other with Zong Jin in the morning, and he had never heard anything about Mid-Autumn Festival benefits from him. He opened it with doubts, but it was actually posted on Zong Jin's account.

A cover of Hongchen Inn.

He had never heard what Zong Jin sang, so he opened it with anticipation, and waited until the familiar prelude ended.

"At the end of the world is the wind and sand..."

"Pfft!" Qiao Yin almost choked himself to death when he heard it. It's not that Zong Jin's singing is not good, the fifth tone is very online, and his voice is still as good as ever.

It's too damn hard to accept!

How could he have the usual aggressive demeanor!

Qiao Yin listened to it with restraint, contributed two barrages, and returned to the group. Sure enough, the group exploded.

——This is actually my family's Lianlian's voice. . .

—— Hired a million-dollar sound repairer

——It’s too much, I’m deaf, the more I listen, the more I can’t hear that it’s the voice of Lianlian

——Hahaha It's a fat thing to become suffocated as soon as a high note is heard!

——Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

——Big energy, kidney deficiency

——This...kidney deficiency is too exciting

Qiao Yin burst out laughing when he saw everyone's comments, and prepared to send the screenshot of the group chat to Zong Jin to let him see the audience's feedback. After clicking on WeChat, he found that Zong Jin had shared the link with him at the first time, but he was in the water at the time. The group didn't see it.

Grandpa: Please appreciate my opening and kneeling

Qiao Yin sent him the screenshot: Hahaha, I really opened my mouth to kneel hahaha I lost my famous name as a thorn chicken!

Old man: The other party has rejected your stupid message.JPG

Zhilan Yushu: whocare? .JPG

Zhilan Yushu: Give you a look, and experience it yourself.JPG

Husband: I'm tired, let's do this first, let me tell you that today's live broadcast will be moved to noon, remember to come and join us, goodbye!

Zhilan Yushu: Hahaha, I will definitely join in, the best singing game anchor in the Jedi Continent is booked

The author has something to say:

Hahaha Yes, I borrowed a cover song from my elder brother, but the story is okay. Don’t get me wrong, I just think the song is really good hahaha!

Also, it seems that you all misunderstood when I said yesterday that it should be finished as soon as possible. I meant to strive to finish it as soon as possible, for example, two or three times a day. I'm asking for a pre-received file to open, and I won't cheat this article for the sake of opening that article. Please help to save it!Do you love muddy~