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Within a few days, Chen Jin began to appear in the bookstore again.And from then on, Yan Minghe followed like a tail belonging to Chen Jin.

Chen Jin has always been honest with him, and she doesn't even bother to talk to him.But people like Yan Minghe, once they want to rely on someone, don't need to be half-reserved or face-saving. They can touch their noses and continue to lick their faces to follow, which is quite enjoyable.

In fact, Chen Jin might not really hate him that much from a certain point of view, otherwise he would have turned his back on him long ago.It can also be said that he was in the way of my face, and he didn't want to make too much trouble with Yan Minghe in front of me.But Chen Jin really seems to be less sensitive than before.

The only person he was sensitive to was Yan Minghe.

I don't know if Yan Minghe wants to make up for what he did wrong or chase him, at least I can see the changes in Chen Jin, he is no longer always drowsy and haunted by nightmares, it's as if someone touches him suddenly No longer overreacting like being bitten by a poisonous snake with a needle.

Chen Jin is a strong person, and his heart is much stronger than mine. Even if he is unwilling to accept Yan Minghe's confession, he let himself go first in his heart, which is very good.

In a blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival is here, and it has been exactly half a year since Vito and I came to country Z.

It may be that the Mid-Autumn Festival in Country Z six years ago left a bad impression on me. When people around me often started talking about this topic again, and everything around them became lively, I didn't feel much.

On the contrary, Vito is more and more curious about everything in country Z, and it is impossible to miss traditional festivals like the Mid-Autumn Festival.

One week before the Mid-Autumn Festival, he asked Yan Minglang and me eagerly, "When are we going to buy mooncakes and lanterns?"

"Do you want to see lanterns?"

"Yeah, the book says there are a lot of fun things to do during the Mid-Autumn Festival, such as dancing fire dragons and guessing lantern riddles——Uncle Yan, what are lantern riddles?"

Yan Minglang thought for a while and said, "You will know on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Uncle Yan wants to take me to see it?" Vito's eyes lit up.

"What's so hard about this?"

I didn't expect that Yan Minglang would hold a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet specially when he said he would take Vito to see the lanterns, and I didn't know how much the full-time event planning department was worried about the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that the BOSS improvised.

On the afternoon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when Yan Minglang brought Vito and I to the downstairs of Yan's, I panicked.I always thought that he was going to take us to see some government-organized Mid-Autumn Festival activities or folk spontaneous garden parties.

That meeting with Professor Su, I didn't tell Yan Minglang, in fact, I was ready for the Yan family to embarrass me, but I didn't want Vito to be exposed in front of the Yan family.

When Yan Minglang opened the car door, I held Vito's hand, unwilling to get out of the car.

I was thinking about how to explain it to him, but he said, "It's okay."

fine?what's all right?How do you know it's okay?

"Shaw, trust me."

What do I believe in you?Believe that you will always love me, or believe that even if we part ways one day, you will still not rob me of Vito?

At this moment, some of my thoughts were so sharp and unreasonable that I was surprised, but I was afraid, I was afraid of what happened.Xue Qing is right, I dare not bet on leaving a way out for myself in everything.

He looked at me, maybe my face was too pale, he finally sighed, closed the car door, and made a phone call.

Not long after, Lin Hao hurried over, holding three masks in his hand, a small rabbit, a big rabbit, and a fox.

He opened the car door again, leaned in, put the little rabbit on Vito's face, and said to him: "There is still such a custom in the Mid-Autumn Festival, that is, you have to wear a rabbit mask. Be obedient and never take it off."

Vito nodded happily: "Okay!"

Looking at the rabbit mask stuffed into his hand, I was thinking, why did he bring the mask?Does he... know everything?

I unconsciously let go of Vito's hand, and when I recovered, he had already led Vito out of the car.

The top floor of Yan's is an open-air balcony. At this time of night, there are lights and festoons all around, and the lighting equipment is not turned on too much. Instead, the whole night is decorated by various colored lanterns and twining decorative lights. It is hazy and faint. An illusion of being in a fairy tale world.

Among the crowd coming and going, half of them wore masks with various animal patterns, dressed as rabbit spirits in cute plush clothes, and men and women in exquisite Hanfu wandered among the guests with wooden plates.The plates are filled with peanuts, malt candy, moon cakes, various Chinese snacks and wine.The wine is served in that kind of small porcelain cup, which has the aroma of very sweet fruit and a touch of osmanthus.

Yan Minglang took two glasses of wine and a pink snow-skin mooncake, and handed me a glass of wine. Vito dipped the other glass on his lips, took a sip, and drank the rest in one gulp.

Holding the piece of mooncake, Vito took a bite, chewed and tasted slowly, and said with a small face up after swallowing, "It's delicious!"

Walking from the left hand side, there are corridors surrounded by white stone pillars. The corridors are full of lanterns. A thin line under the lanterns is connected to a card, and each lantern is full of people.

Yan Minglang carried Vito on his shoulders and asked him to read the cards on the lantern.

The card was written in Chinese, and Vito read it out: "Three taels of fungus? Is the fungus that fungus, the one you eat?"

Yan Minglang laughed softly, asked him to take off the cards, and picked several in succession. He took Vito to the end of the corridor, where there was a man in Hanfu, with a long table beside him. All kinds of gifts.

Vito handed over the "three liang fungus" card, and Yan Minglang helped him solve the riddle: "The answer to the riddle is the forest."

"Why a forest?"

"Three taels of fungus, three trees and two trees, isn't it a forest?"

"Ah, isn't it fungus?"

"Er, in ancient Chinese, it can be regarded as a modal particle."

Vito suddenly realized.

Vito took off more than a dozen cards and replaced them with an ice cream mooncake gift box. The gift box was packed in an incubator. I struggled to hold it. Fortunately, Hong Yi and Hong Wu just arrived, and they carried the huge box in their hands like a lady's handbag. Bag.

Under a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the southwest corner, a group of people are watching the dragon dance. Vito is holding a small model of an oriental dragon given by others. The model is inserted on a stick. He holds it in his hand and learns the dragon dance The movements of the master danced back and forth.

There is a mooncake stall next to it, and Hongyi Hongwu and I also ordered dough fillings and molds.

The two big men were used to kneading the dough with their hands lifting the barbell. They wiped their hands in embarrassment and dared not touch them again. They watched helplessly as I wrapped the filling, kneaded the dough into a perfect ball, and put it into the mold. Extrude the pattern.

I made a total of five mooncakes. Hong Wu stretched out his index and counted from Yan Minglang Vito to me, and finally pointed to himself and asked, "Is there any share for me and Hong Yi?"

Seeing his surprised face, I was even more surprised than him: "Otherwise?"

His face turned red all of a sudden.

It takes 10 minutes for the mooncake to be baked in the oven. The three of us sat down and chatted while waiting. Vito had seen enough of the dragon dance, and saw that our mooncakes were still to be baked, so he dragged Yan Minglang to go shopping elsewhere.He is very happy today, I am grateful to Yan Minglang for his hard work, but I am still a little uneasy.

The figures of those two people were quickly submerged in the crowd. When I looked back and turned to Hong Yi and Hong Wu, the smile on my face froze slightly.

Not far away, Professor Su was looking at me.Standing next to her was a man about her age, and Yan Minglang's outline could be vaguely seen.

Those two people were looking at me, looking at me, and walked over.

I stood up, and when they were about to walk in front of me, I nodded lightly: "Professor Su, hello."

She nodded towards me, and looked at the man beside her: "This is my husband, Yan He'an."

"Mr. Yan." I held out my hand.

Yan Hean raised his hand and shook it with me, a pair of eyes very similar to Yan Minglang looked at me without blinking.That stern scrutiny made me uncomfortable.

"Don't you think it's impolite to talk to elders and wear a mask?" He said suddenly.

Because Professor Su recognized me immediately, I actually forgot that I was wearing a mask.After thinking about it for a while, I realized that there are many differences in my appearance from ordinary people, and it is normal for her to recognize me.

I took off the mask and said lightly: "Sorry, I didn't pay attention."

My indifferent attitude made Yan Hean frown.

If others treat me well, I will return it several times.I don't need to deliberately please others, even if they are Yan Minglang's parents.Maintaining a minimum demeanor is already the greatest respect I can give them.

He looked at me contemptuously as if sizing up an ant.

"I know what's going on between you and Mingming. He just can't turn the corner all at once. If you don't want to end up too ugly in the end, you'd better leave him early. I said this for your consideration."

"We are not relatives, but Mr. Yan can still consider so much for me. Thank you very much. But I'm sorry, isn't there a saying in country Z that you will never die until you reach the Yellow River. There is another sentence, The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. At least he treats me very well now, and when there is really no way to recover, I will leave without you saying, I don't need to be so anxious. "

I am not in a hurry, they are in a hurry.

Yan He'an's face pulled down.

Professor Su moved her lips, and was about to say something, when someone passed by, she closed her mouth, tried her best to restrain her expression, but let the people next to her tactfully avoid this side, and walked away.

In the distance, many people looked at us curiously.

I stood upright, unmoved.

These two people in front of me are not unbearable, nor are they uneducated, but they just care about it and they are chaotic. They stubbornly feel that their son has gone astray, and how can they be calm and magnanimous in front of me, the chief culprit.

Adjusting his expression and tone, Professor Su said: "Mr. Kent, we can't change his clear sexual orientation, and we respect him. Since we are all here today, let's sit down and talk about your future, or say , what status should you stay in. You call him, and the four of us have a good chat."

I thought about it, and asked her: "Yan Minglang doesn't want to talk about this matter with you, so you plan to... well, what did you say? What do you want to order?" I turned my head and asked Hong Yi And Hong Wu, my Chinese is not good at all, so I suddenly couldn't remember.

Hong Wu immediately answered: "I saw this a few days ago, it's the one that pinches, uh... pinches... pinches melons to make bitter melons?"

"What the hell?" Hong Yi glared at him, "It's taking the Emperor to make a pig!"

"That's right, big brother is right." Hong Wu nodded his head.

I was still wondering why I wanted to "make a pig", but in a blink of an eye I found that the expressions of Yan He'an and his wife were ugly.

Yan Hean held back his tone and asked me, "Is this how your parents taught you?"

I was startled, and frowned: "I'm an Australian, and my parents taught me English."

"you……"

"father!"

Vito's voice came from the side, I tensed up, and when I looked back to see the rabbit mask on his face, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Hean and Su Meilan looked at the past at the same time. Vito has always been very sensitive. He noticed that their eyes were not looking well, and his steps slowed down. He looked at them suspiciously. When he walked in front of me, he suddenly took out a water balloon from his arms, " "Slap" and threw it on my face.

The water balloon was very small and thin, and it exploded when it was thrown on the face, leaving only a little splash on the face, and then fell to the ground.

Vito looked at my slightly embarrassed look and laughed "haha".

I couldn't laugh or cry, wiped the water stains on my face, and just about to speak, I heard a mean voice next to me.

"Really, from adults to children, there is no education at all."

Occasionally, there were echoing voices beside them. Such hurtful words came out of their mouths, and the distorted facts seemed to be true.

"Who?!" Hong Wu roared, "Who the fuck is talking nonsense?!"

I looked into the crowd, but couldn't find anyone speaking.I was sullen, and was about to speak in that direction, when suddenly another water balloon hit my face.

I turned my head, and Yan Minglang was still making the motion of throwing it with one hand, while holding another water balloon in the other hand, and threw it towards Vito lightly and deftly this time.

Vito stared blankly at the crowd, apparently stabbed by the words just now, and didn't even hide, but Yan Minglang didn't really hit him.

After throwing the balloons, he clapped his hands, walked into the crowd, and stood in front of a woman in her 40s.

"Manager Zhang, what did you just say?"