Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 234 234. Little Yellow Duck and Macaron

   One has to say one.

  Doctor Xiao Zhang’s job is not like a doctor, but a good fortune boy under the seat of Guanyin.

  He reluctantly spent 12,000 yuan to buy a catty of tea and two bottles of honey, as if it was a good start for Song Tan. The big guy who finally finished grabbing the food here finally turned his mind to honey and tea.

  Honestly speaking, honey and tea are not once or twice advertised in the group, but now that everyone can afford green vegetables, those expensive things must be delayed for a while, right?

  Qiao Qiao had just put all the baskets in the rear trunk and tidied them up. At this moment, she sat in the co-pilot full of excitement, put on her seat belt, and then looked at Song Tan with bright eyes.

   What does it mean, self-evident.

  Song Tan: …

  How should I tell this cutie in front of me that she still has several catties of tea leaves in the back seat, and twenty bottles of honey that he hastily harvested!

   Just then, the phone rang.

  Song Tan looked down: Good guy!

   In time, the Secretary of the Rain King is here! Just open your mouth and you need five catties of tea and ten bottles of honey!

  Song Tan looked at the back seat—alright, the tea leaves were emptied.

  There are not two bottles of honey left.

  She was so happy that she almost laughed out loud, but looking at Qiao Qiao's eyes, she finally twisted her joy into a tangle:

"It's such a treasure. The tickets to our amusement park are quite expensive, and the oil burned on the road is also quite expensive, so I decided to sell something to raise money... Otherwise, this is fine. A customer wants tea and honey, and I will deliver it first. How about sending you and Brother Yanping to the amusement park?"

   "Not so good."

  Zhang Yanping stood outside the car window: "I have been to this playground in Ningcheng several times."

   Who doesn't have a girlfriend in college!

   "I don't want to go anymore—otherwise it's fine, I'll deliver the goods to you, you can accompany Qiao Qiao."

   "Besides, I am more familiar with the subway in Ningcheng than you. I can go to a place by myself, without you taking it... It's not enough for traffic jams."

  Song Tan: …

  She's not interested in playgrounds either.

   Besides, is it her problem that she forgot the Ningcheng subway?

  But at this moment, Qiao Qiao has already looked at her with attachment in his eyes—after all, compared to Yan Ping, the elder sister is better.

   Besides, Brother Yanping is so poor that he cannot spend his money.

   So and so, what else can Song Tan say?

   "Okay, the address has been sent to your phone."

  …

   At the same time, Secretary Wang of the compound looked at the tea pot that was about to bottom out, and broke into a cold sweat.

  Actually, they really don’t have much shortage of tea leaves, but that depends on the quality.

  For example, I bought a few catties more for the tea I drank, and only gave it to people who are close to me... It’s not that Secretary Wang is wearing a filter, it’s because of this tea that I’ve heard too many compliments this year.

  This is true of his secretary, let alone the leader.

   I used to love to drink tea, but now I make two or three teas a day, how long does it take to drink a catty?

  After waking up in the morning, pair it with a glass of honey water, not to mention that the secret and unspeakable pain of the middle-aged sedentary man has been solved, and the feeling of going to the toilet smoothly every day is really wonderful!

   Don't think that middle-aged men don't have their own circles, they chat and bring goods, they are better than ordinary small anchors!

  No, the honey I want today is all given away by the leader.

   Secretary Wang is looking forward to it.

  …

   On the other side, Song Tan squeezed through the congested traffic, and finally arrived at the entrance of the playground before ten o'clock at noon.

   "Are you hungry?" She asked Jojo.

  Jojo was looking at the gate of the amusement park with his mouth wide open. Only then did he come to his senses. At this moment, he took out another plastic bag from the rear seat.

   "Scallion fried rice rolls and crispy fried pork skin from Grandpa Seven!"

  Although the taste is not so good because it is cooled, it is still quite good compared to those expensive and ordinary meals at the entrance of the amusement park.

  Qiao Qiao is now contented to see the amusement park, eating food only talks about speed and not taste, and will not be attracted by the stalls outside at all.

  Seven Cousin’s craftsmanship is really good!

  The scallion oil steamed rolls are evenly made and fluffy, and the slightly salty scallion oil is soaked in the dough, with a fragrant tenacity.

  Sister and brother each serve a portion, with a bottle of mineral water, what they eat is a satisfying one.

  But I didn't know that a young girl beside me accidentally saw it, and couldn't help but hugged the arm of her boyfriend beside her.

   "Wow, Leilei! I saw a couple just now. They are so pitiful. The car they drove out was a very broken pickup, like a vegetable seller."

   "You said that you have come to the entrance of the amusement park, and you still don't want to eat these meals. The two of you deal with it with mineral water and steamed buns alone... so sad."

  The boy named Leilei frowned, and said in disapproval at the moment: "Since you're out to play, you don't need to care about the one or two hundred dollars for food! It's no fun to bring your own food."

   "That's right!" The girlfriend next to him nodded repeatedly: "There is no soul at all."

  …

  Song Tan didn't know anything about it, she only knew that she was full of wine and food, and Qiao Qiao couldn't hold back anymore, so she also hurriedly dragged people into the playground.

  Everything that Qiao Qiao sees is fresh, even the balloon seller at the entrance of the playground is ready to move.

  Holding the two hundred yuan Ulan gave him before leaving in his pocket, the longing eyes were simply unbearable.

  Song Tan originally wanted to say that there are still many projects that have not been played, and now holding balloons will affect the experience.

   But it’s still the same sentence: come all come.

  The romantic and gentle macaron rainbow-colored balloon is tied to Qiaoqiao's wrist. He bounces like other children in the park. When he wows super loudly, he often attracts strange eyes from people around him.

   After all, the kid is cute at a young age, and he is now a young man over 1.8 meters tall.

  Jojo is used to this.

  He was well educated, and he didn't feel depressed at the moment, but looked at the huge park ahead with great interest:

   "Sister, what are we going to play first?"

  Ah this:...

  Song Tan can't remember too well, she doesn't even remember whether she has been to the amusement park, but it doesn't matter—

   "We're just here, let's play the exciting ones first? Can we go to the soothing ones when we're tired?"

   "Exciting..." Qiaoqiao hesitated, and quickly locked his eyes on the rubber duck boat in the drifting pool.

  This rafting pool surrounds the entire playground. It seems that the water waves are gentle, but there is a big conch turntable in the middle. When you sprint down from the top, someone will fire a water cannon on the shore...

   Just as the group of people in front returned to the finish line, Song Tan looked back and forth, and he knew it in his heart.

  She bought a raincoat and looked at Jojo: "Balloons are not allowed on a drifting boat. What are you going to do now?"

  Jojo:…

  Macarons are soft and iridescent, and the chubby balloons are floating on the wrists, and at this moment, the little yellow duck drifting boat is also staring at him...

I'm coming.

  (end of this chapter)