Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

"Miss, it's time to eat." Goldfish came over and reminded.

Following the adults closely, Zhong Yuqi reached out and held Qingyun's hand to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, when I grow taller, I can hold you up, and you won't just see your legs."

Qingyun's heart suddenly softened a bit. She was not afraid. She just felt that there were giants all around her and it was oppressive. She kind of enjoyed this feeling, the feeling that I am the final boss, but I am hiding among you, inconspicuous and weak.

The guests and hosts sat down and began to wait for the food. Qingyun swallowed a little. She was really hungry. It seemed that there were so many people around. Although they were all sitting at a table, with everyone sitting cross-legged, it was still a bit intimidating. A nervous mood would affect the peristalsis of the stomach and affect eating.

The first dish was a cold seafood platter. Fortunately, it was not raw. Qingyun loved seafood, but only ate cooked seafood. Raw seafood always made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The second dish was rose and lychee meatballs, which were for the women and children present. The shrimps were mashed, added with lychee puree and steamed with rose juice. It was very sweet, fresh, and crispy. Qingyun only hated that he could not pick it up with chopsticks.

The dining atmosphere was very good, not as serious as Qingyun had imagined. Everyone was like good friends who had not met for a long time, chatting about the weather, recent situations, children, and interesting things.

"There will be a dish of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall later. Qingyun will definitely like it. Eat less of these cold foods." Fu Shengyu said in a low voice and put the small plate in front of Qingyun in front of himself. There were only two of the six small meatballs left.

Fu Shengyu really didn't expect that this child ate so fast. He was worried that Qingyun would not know when he was hungry or full, and would have stomachache after eating too much.

After everyone has filled their stomachs, some polite words have been said, and everyone has been greeted, it is time for the performances to begin.

At this time, I like to listen to opera, Pingtan, and even more so, crosstalk, which is relaxing.

Qingyun had never seen a live performance. Although the genes that make people love opera and music will awaken when they reach a certain age, she was taught to be frugal since she was a child, so she couldn't bear to buy a ticket.

Fu Shengyu was worried that Qingyun was not interested in these things, so he would intersperse them. He had seen the noisy little demon stars in other people's homes, who could not calm down for a moment, so it was just right to put on a few crosstalks to recite the tight hoop curse.

Unexpectedly, Qingyun was more focused and attentive than him, and didn't even notice the newly served crab roe and peach gum.

The soft Wu dialect was so intoxicating that Qingyun listened to it with fascination. She could probably understand some of the plot, but she listened more to the emotion and the melody.

While waiting for the next show, Qingyun was still savoring the song. It was so beautiful. No wonder so many people are willing to pay for art. It really makes people feel relaxed all over, and the aftertaste is lingering in their hearts.

Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is the last dish, which is accompanied by instrumental music. Qingyun doesn’t quite understand this as she doesn’t have much musical talent. In fact, she wanted to learn it when she was a child, but unfortunately her parents always turned a blind eye.

Fortunately, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is now very mellow and delicious, and the soup is delicious when mixed with rice. She almost drank the rice down and felt a little regretful after eating. This little pig only learned to swallow things whole.

After dinner, the adults had a wine tasting social session, so Qingyun and Zhong Yuqi, the two little kids, naturally found a place to play.

Wen Geyin is a vagrant, so when he doesn't need to socialize, he is also a little kid. He kept his promise and brought Qingyun to play games.

The night was very cold. There was a big peach tree planted in the yard. It seemed that people in the world liked peach trees very much. It might be because this kind of tree would grow horizontally and looked very smooth, majestic and easy to get along with.

The peach blossoms are gorgeous in March, and then they will bear fruit in summer and have very green leaves. In autumn and winter, they will become dead branches, dividing the sky into different shapes, which is in line with the laws of nature.

It also meets people's expectations of the right time, right place and right people.

Now the peach trees are hung with small colored lights, yellow in color, made in the style of small palace lanterns. They look very beautiful and give them new life in the winter.

It is not a good idea to blow cold wind after a meal because the body is warmed by heat supply. It is easy to catch a cold if you go out for fun.

Wen Geyin felt that it was very wise of him to place the playground indoors.

The side hall was decorated very festively. Qingyun walked in and checked to see if there was her script on the coffee table. She had played too many script-killing games and seemed to have walked into the wrong set.

"There are so many gift boxes here, I can't remember how many there are. The one with a small bell on it is from Qingyun, and the one with a small wooden bead on it is from Yuqi."

"Do I have a gift too?" There was some surprise in Zhong Yuqi's eyes.

"Yes, but I only prepared it when Yuqi came. I didn't prepare it well in a hurry. I hope Yuqi can forgive me."

"It's the thought that counts when it comes to a gift. Thank you very much, Uncle Wen."

"Go find it."

Ever since Qingyun arrived at Fufeng Fort, anti-collision strips have been pasted on all the places in Fuyao that are not used for entertaining guests, and they will only be replaced after the newly selected furniture is ready.

It was so cute to see the two little kids bending over and rummaging through the drawers. Wen Geyin couldn't help but take a lot of photos.

Children’s smiles are very healing. They don’t restrain themselves or pretend. They just grin when they are happy. You can see their white teeth and pink gums, which is very contagious.

When they are shy, the blush on their faces will not be covered by foundation, and their eyes will still be curved when they purse their lips, making their joy even more obvious.

"Oh, it's a chocolate. It's delicious. Here you go."

Qingyun excitedly took the chocolate and put it into Yuqi's suit pocket. Seeing the bulge in his pocket, Yuqi looked a little helpless, but soon turned into joy.

"There are two boxes behind the curtain, sister, come quickly." Yuqi pulled open the curtains, and two big red gift boxes were placed on the left and right.

The little carrot head squatted down and opened the gift boxes on the left and right. The one that Qingyun opened contained a golden sword, about forty to fifty centimeters long, and the one that Yuqi opened contained a golden hoop with a diameter of one centimeter, about fifty centimeters long.

The golden cudgel is not as big or heavy as the sword, but the carvings and various gemstones inlaid on it make it look more exquisite.

Neither of the two children could lift it, but Yuqi managed to lift it a little with both hands. Qingyun stroked the sword with his hands, feeling extremely greedy. It must be made of gold, how could it be so heavy?

"It looks like the princess has found the sword, and the Monkey King has found the golden cudgel." Wen Geyin walked over and squatted down to look.

"I will use this golden hoop to protect my sister." Yuqi's face flushed a little, "My mother said I am a little Qilin."

"But the little Qilin won't always be there. Qingyun can hold on with the sword until the little Qilin arrives and helps to clean up the mess."

"Yes, yes, yes. Qingyun killed the evil dragon, Qilin buried the evil dragon, and then Qilin stepped on the auspicious cloud, and we left together." Qingyun talked nonsense seriously, looking at Yuqi who nodded in agreement with a serious face.

Yuqi's little golden cudgel was originally made by Wen Geyin as a decoration. It was a bit expensive as a gift, but when his grandfather took the pulse of some people, he would bring boxes of gold and silver home. It was nothing.

"There are other gifts, hurry up and look for them, it will be over soon." Wen Geyin held a carrot head in each hand. Tsk, they were all sprayed with hairspray, right? They were hard like wigs.

Chocolates, small candies, small sketchbooks, cufflinks, brooches, individual gems and pearls, some were taken from Chang Jin's cabinet, some were taken from his mother's box, and some were found by Wen Geyin from the warehouse at home.

The little Qilin was a little reluctant to leave, and strongly requested Fu Shengyu to send Qingyun to kindergarten in the second half of next year, which made Fu Shengyu look unhappy.

Half a month after her biological daughter returned home, a little brat wanted to snatch her away. Fu Shengyu's fist was a little stiff, and Zhong Lingxiu quickly carried her son into the car. It was a happy day, and her silly son should not cry at the thought of not being able to see his good friend for a long time.

It was the first time that Zhong Lingxiu drove so fast. She was always tactful and had never driven away immediately after a show. She always said goodbye when the show was almost over.

When the little Qilin sobbed and dropped golden beans after walking out of the gate of Fufeng Fort, Boss Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of predictability.