Juliet Tower

It was almost lunch time after Qiao Yumian finished processing the client's emails. The artist in the studio sent back a new rendering of the venue. The turf runway and the naturally matched variegated rose bushes were not far from what he had imagined. It can be sent to the client for review with a little modification, but he selfishly thinks that the garden that has been put on the catwalk lacks the finishing touch.

"I want you to do this too..." An Jiayu suddenly took a teacup upstairs and handed it to him.

"There are not many people in the studio, let's do it together." After taking a sip, the flower fruit tea was slightly sour, and Qiao Yumian suddenly realized that he hadn't seen anyone all morning: "What are you up to?"

An Jiayu squeezed her fist with her left hand, "Go for physical therapy and rehabilitation training."

"You..." He gulped down the boiling hot fruit tea, his heart ached from the heat, "Why didn't you ask me to accompany you..."

"! Is it hot! You really...I'm not a three-year-old." An Jiayu walked quickly to the bathroom, grabbed a liquid jelly from the small refrigerator, and unscrewed it, "Drink this."

The cool peach flavor slid into the throat, sweet and dizzy.

Qiao Yumian raised her head with the jelly in her mouth. This person is a violinist with mature charm in front of others, but he still retains a childlike innocence in private.

"I asked the driver to leave the car, and drive that to pick up your sister." An Jiayu pointed out the window.

Qiao Yumian got up and looked over, An Zhen's slightly high-profile nanny car was parked at the gate of the courtyard, as if it had just been washed: "Don't bother, it's just a child..."

"Because I'm a child. There's everything in the car. I really don't know where to go. When I'm doing something, I can watch cartoons, play games, eat, or just sleep for a while in the car. Otherwise, where do you want to take her? What?" An Jiayu asked.

Qiao Yumian was taken aback. He really didn't know what six or seven-year-old children liked. After all, Li Huijun locked him at home throughout his childhood. He was not allowed to watch TV, play games, and was not allowed to go crazy downstairs with the nearby children. Running, either doing homework or playing the flute.

"It's okay. I'm only seven years old, so I'll pass it if I mess around." An Jiayu rubbed his hair.

Facts have proved that he really doesn't need to worry too much, Qiao Yining is more obedient than they imagined.

Qiao Yumian took the little girl's hand from the teacher alone and led her across the road.

He didn't dare to hold it too tightly. This hand with immature bones was too small and too soft, and he didn't dare to relax too much. There were too many cars at the intersection and it was too dangerous.He quietly lowered his head and took a look, Qiao Yining didn't seem uncomfortable at all, she dragged him obediently without saying a word, without asking where he was going.

Walking nearby, An Jiayu jumped out of the car.

Qiao Yumian cleared her throat: "Ning Ning, it's called..." He was stunned for a moment, unable to realize what Qiao Yi Ning should call An Jia Yu.

"Hello, Qiao Yining, my name is An Jiayu, and I'm your brother's good friend. You can just call me Brother Xiaoyu."

"Hi brother Xiaoyu." The girl greeted politely, but her big eyes couldn't help but glance behind him.After all, cars with such a spacious and luxurious interior are not common, not to mention that there are a few crisp and lovely "pickup pickups" faintly heard inside.

"Get in the car first." An Jiayu helped Qiao Yining onto the seat, fastened her seat belt, and then stretched out her hand to shake in front of Qiao Yumian's eyes, "Why are you in a daze."

"It's nothing." It's just that "Brother Xiaoyu" suddenly reminded him of the past. This person often coaxed and tricked him to hear himself call out, but unfortunately he never succeeded, "Let me drive, this time catches up with the kindergarten and elementary school closing time." , there are too many cars."

"Then, find a shopping mall nearby? Generally, shopping malls have restaurants with children's playgrounds, right?" An Jiayu turned around after finishing speaking, "I'll sit in the back and accompany him."

After waiting for the red light, Qiao Yumian glanced back, and the two people in the back seat stared at the screen intently.

It is said to be with the children, but it is clear that I want to watch it myself.

The car came to a complete stop, but the two people behind were still silent. Qiao Yumian had no choice but to get out of the car, opened the door, reached in and pressed the pause button, then turned around and asked Qiao Yining, "Don't you want to go to the Children's Paradise?"

The little girl shook her head and remained silent.

"Then...Are you hungry...Let's eat first, and then it's time for homework..." Tsk, Qiao Yumian doesn't like to preach, and always feels awkward.But in the past, Li Huijun would only tell him these things.

"...She's still in kindergarten..." An Jiayu couldn't help reminding.

"... Then, teacher, have you assigned any tasks?"

Those innocent eyes blinked, and Qiao Yining said in a soft voice, "I'm going to do handicrafts with my parents on weekends. Put them on display in the yard on Monday."

Do crafts together?

Qiao Yumian hadn't done this kind of homework before. When he was in the middle class of kindergarten, his mother had already arranged for him to take an extracurricular English class. The homework started from copying words, to writing a simple English diary, or getting started with arithmetic.

"Handmade? What kind of handmade?" An Jiayu suddenly became interested.

"To build a building. The teacher said it was sent to the WeChat parent group."

It just so happened that Qiao Yumian wanted to send a message to Qiao Zhe to report that he was safe, so he asked for a homework request along the way.

The teacher gave a few examples, which were handicrafts made by children and parents in the past, and they were dumbfounded.

One of them is a half-meter-high classical building with a solid wooden skeleton and glazed tiles cut and pasted one by one with gradient color cardboard. It has a green roof, red brick walls, and a bridge with vermilion railings at the door. The hot spring hotel "Aburaya" in Chihiro.

"Now the kindergarten kids are doing handicrafts... are they all at this level..." The violinist frowned, "How do I remember that when I was in kindergarten, I only built blocks every day...we...wouldn't want to do this too grow something?"

Qiao Yumian thought for a moment, handwork is easy for him, but if it is too difficult, the children will not be able to get in their hands: "The homework requirements only say that construction is needed... let's choose an easy one."

An Jiayu frowned: "But... what if we are the only ones who do the simple..."

Qiao Yumian licked her lips. Human instincts still have some competitive spirit. If the things she made for Qiao Yining were easily compared to others, she would still feel upset... It shouldn't be too difficult, but she must win It's so hard to get it...

They turned their heads at the same time and looked out from the fourth floor. The concrete forest finally trapped human imagination, and there were similar high-rise buildings everywhere. Each rectangular box contained thousands of similar grids, countless. people live similar lives.

"It wouldn't be a Forbidden City...or the Great Wall..." An Jiayu joked helplessly.

Eiffel Tower, St Paul's Cathedral, Colosseum, Taj Mahal.The famous buildings on the earth quickly turned around in Qiao Yumian's head. He suddenly realized that people in the old era were invariably pursuing exquisite and gorgeous buildings. Isn't it good to be simple...

The journey in his mind turned to Northern Europe, the blue sky, white clouds and green grass, the picture suddenly froze, and he glanced at An Jiayu: "Windmill. Make a windmill."

The other party's eyes lit up: "Yes! Windmill Mill!"

I used to make windmills when I was a child, but just folded and nailed several triangles together.Although the shape is simple, it will move when the wind blows.

They split up, and An Jiayu asked Qiao Yining for advice, and took her to buy a happy children's meal with Pokémon surroundings.And Qiao Yumian went to the stationery section of the underground supermarket alone to pick out handmade products, colored paper, cardboard, scissors, and water.Passing by the model area, he caught a glimpse of the artificial moss turf piled on the top of the shelf and threw it into the basket.

After buying all the things, he hurried back to the parking lot. The second row of the car turned back 180 degrees. An Jiayu and Qiao Yining were already sitting face to face, waiting for him. There was an exaggeratedly large cup of milk tea on the small table. , less than 20 centimeters high.

"How can I buy such a big cup... I can't finish it..."

"I only bought one cup, and you can drink it with me. After you finish drinking, wash it and put it on, it's the windmill body." An Jiayu held the cup in both hands and took a deep sip, knocking on the wall of the cup, "I'm at the counter of the milk tea shop. It was found on the Internet that this cup is thickened and very strong, and it will not break if it is accidentally knocked over."

They snuggled up in the spacious compartment, eating children's meals and playing with the accompanying toys.The music box was disassembled first, and Pikachu and Fat Ding twirled under the parasol. Qiao Yining finally showed her first smile of the day. She was so sweet and cute that she seemed to be a different person. An Jiayu felt a sense of accomplishment. full.

"She smiles exactly like you, with dimples." While Qiao Yining was lying on the table playing with toys, he leaned over to Qiao Yumian and murmured.

The author says:

Pickup pickup.