Two Dimensional Journey

After a sumptuous dinner, Zhang Xiang led the young chicks to the sofa and watched cartoons together. See 1 Yarn 3 Chinese Net

And Xiaokong and Huahuo Xiaoluoli are vying to clean the dishes.

However, what Zhang Xiang didn't expect was.

Laixiang-senpai, who can make such delicious things, is not as proficient in washing dishes as Miyu.

This is undoubtedly making this normally expressionless Senior Sister Lai Xiang, rarely show a blushing expression.

However, this is also a fleeting event.

And Zhang Xiang, who was sitting on the sofa and discussing the characters in the cartoon with Xiao Chi, undoubtedly couldn't see this scene.

Otherwise, he would be surprised by this.

And after cleaning the tableware, Zhang Xiang and others all sat in the hall together, planning to discuss what costumes to wear on Seven-Five-Three's Day.

"Oh, Xiaochun, do you like this?" Zhang Xiang pointed to a photo on the book in his hand, and asked the Xiaochun in his arms.

"Hmm! It looks like a strawberry, it's delicious." Xiao Chi put her little finger to her mouth and nodded, showing a cute expression on her face.

"No, no, the clothes are not picked like this..." Xiao Kong, who was on the side, patiently explained to Xiao Chi what is the Seven-Five-Three Festival.

The so-called Seven-Five-Three Festival is to celebrate the growth of children and visit shrines to pray for blessings.

Since it was held on November 15th when boys were three and five years old, and girls were three and seven years old, it was called "Seven-Five-Three".

Xiao Hina is already three years old, so this year is the first time she celebrates Seven-Five-Three. Look at ‘hair, thread, Chinese, text, net

"Well, it's still not possible! Nothing at all." Meiyu put the book in her hand on the desktop with a frustrated face.

She leaned her body on the tabletop, and said in an unfair way.

Following her movements, her shorter shirt couldn't help but pulled up a bit, revealing her blue and white striped panties.

"Yeah, this is the first time Xiao Hina celebrates Seven-Five-Three! Although the clothes are used for taking pictures, we must order a kimono suitable for Hina." Xiaokong showed an excited expression on his face. Searching for kimono books on the paper.

As she moved, the dark brown hair on her head was shaking slightly, like an antenna looking for a signal.

However, after fifteen minutes...

"I can't find a suitable one for the young chicks...what's going on now? Brother..." Xiaokong couldn't help but ask Zhang Xiang a little discouraged after searching for a long time.

"This... I don't know what your girls think. However, I think Xiao Chi is very cute in everything, isn't it, Xiao Chi?" Zhang Xiang asked the young chick with a smile on his face.

"Well, Xiao Chi can wear anything." Xiao Chi raised her head and showed a lovely smile to Zhang Xiang and others.

She is now playing a house game with Laixiang-senpai.

Xiao Chi obviously still doesn't understand what the Seven-Five-Three Festival is.

However, she knew that this day was a day to wear beautiful clothes.

"Well, let me think about it... First of all, Xiao Hina's kimono must be aqua blue. Then, buy a kimono that matches Xiao Hina!" Xiao Sora resolutely decided after worrying for a while.

"...Wait a minute, the color that suits Xiao Chi should be pink, right?" Zhang Xiang recalled Xiao Chi's cute appearance in pink pajamas, and he retorted.

"No, no! The suitable color for Xiao Chi should be aqua blue." Xiao Kong raised his head and retorted at Zhang Xiang in a frantic manner.

With her movements, the dull hair on her head seemed to be irritated, erected like lightning.

For one of the most important days of her dearest sister, she will definitely not let go of her rights.

"She's a girl, of course she needs to use pink!" Zhang Xiang also retorted with some strength.

"Because it is a girl, the idea of ​​using pink and red for everything is really outdated." Xiaokong shook his head in disapproval.

Looking at the stubborn little sky, Zhang Xiang had to take a step back.

‘However, as a ‘dad’ I will not give up my rights. Zhang Xiang was puffing for himself in his heart.

"Little chick, do you remember the ice that you had eaten with strawberry and milk yesterday? You like that very much, right? Milk will turn pink." Zhang Xiang's eyes rolled and a smile appeared on his face , Asked the little chick who was holding the rabbit doll next to him.

"Well! That's delicious." Xiao Chi looked up in Zhang Xiang's direction and nodded in agreement.

Probably thinking of the taste at the time, Xiao Chi smiled brightly, although some drool came out of the corner of his mouth.

However, this did not affect Xiao Chi's cuteness in the least, on the contrary, it seemed that she was more and more innocent

"Ah! So despicable!" The little air glared at Zhang Xiang.

However, at this moment, Miyu on the side spoke up.

"Brother, elder sister, don't quarrel. What color kimono should be worn by the young girl, right?" Miyu looked at Zhang Xiang and Xiaokong a little bit angry, and said to them.

"Ahem..."

Zhang Xiang and Xiaokong glanced at each other, and they couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

He actually staged such a play in front of Xiao Chi.

And at this moment, Laixiang-senpai, who had been playing with the little chicks, said with a hint of surprise.

"I haven't seen you for half a month. You really have grown a little bit taller. You used to reach my shoulders, but now it's my neck." Senior Sister Laixiang hugged Xiao Xiao. She got up, hugged her in her arms, and said to Zhang Xiang and others with a trace of flush on her face.

And listening to what Laixiang-senpai said, everyone gathered their eyes on the little chick who was in the arms of Laixiang-senpai and was playing with Mr. Rabbit.

And Xiao Chi also raised her head and looked in the direction of Zhang Xiang and others.

"Really? Did Xiao Chi grow up?" Xiao Chi patted his head with his hands, asking suspiciously.

"Didn't we measure our height before? Look, it was measured on the pillar over there." Xiaokong pointed to a corner of the living room.

The date was written in pencil over there, and the position on the top of the young chick's head was also marked, and the young chick has grown three centimeters taller from spring to now.

Looking at the lines in the corner of the living room, Zhang Xiang couldn't help but remember that when he lived with his sister in childhood, it seemed that this happened.

It's just that Zhang Xiang was the one standing there and measuring his height.

In the blur, Zhang Xiang actually overlapped the shadows of Xiao Chi and his sister.

However, after a while, Zhang Xiang also suddenly woke up.