Chapter 213 - President Jiang sings & YanYan borrows flowers to present Buddha

"No." Yan QingChi said, "Go forward along the river."

QiQi nodded, pulling YanYan to continue walking.

It didn't take long for the three babies to see row after row of trees. Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen had already caught up with them at this time.

QiQi raised his head and asked Yan QingChi, "Do you want to go inside?"

"Yes." Yan QingChi took his hand, "Go, Daddy will take you to play."

The woods at night were very quiet, only the restless little insects chirping, Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen flashed flashlights, shining the road ahead. QiQi stepped on the light and shadow from the flashlight and jumped step by step. Yan QingChi moved the flashlight, and he chased and jumped over. The two of you came and went, QiQi had a lot of fun and couldn't help but laugh.

Yan QingChi smiled and rubbed his hair, walked along the river, after walking a few steps, suddenly saw a bright green light not far away, Yan QingChi was excited, and quickly patted Jiang MoChen, "Look."

Jiang MoChen looked at it, and as expected, in the dark night, the green light was dotted with stars, like fireflies.

QiQi was very excited, "Firefly, Daddy, is it a firefly?"

"Yes, let's go over and take a look." Yan QingChi said softly.

QiQi nodded quickly, his eyes full of expectation.

Yan QingChi pulled him and walked over, Jiang MoChen picked up Yan Yan and followed him.

The Doctorate family followed closely behind.

As they moved forward, more and more fireflies appeared beside them, with a little bit of fluorescence, decorating the woods and their mood.

QiQi reached out to catch it, but didn't catch it.

He jumped up, and kept running and jumping to catch one.

Bo Yan ran to him and caught fireflies with him. YanYan saw his two brothers playing on the ground, struggling to go down to play, Jiang MoChen let him go, YanYan happily ran towards QiQi, and asked innocently. He said, "Brother, what are you playing?"

QiQi bent down and opened his hand in front of YanYan. In his hand, there was a small firefly lying impressively. QiQi was very surprised and shouted at Bo Yan, "Yan Yan, I caught one."

Bo Yan came to see, but when the others came, the firefly flew away from QiQi's palm. QiQi quickly reached out to catch it, but didn't catch it. He was a little sorry, but he soon started a new life with Bo Yan and YanYan. A game of catching fireflies.

Yan QingChi watched the children frolicking, and looked up at the fireflies in front of him that looked like broken diamonds, just like a fairy tale world.

"Does it look good?" Jiang MoChen asked him in a low voice.

Yan QingChi nodded, "This is the first time I have seen fireflies, it's really pretty."

It is also the first time Jiang MoChen has seen fireflies, small, dotted, like streamers. He suddenly discovered, unknowingly, that many of his first experiences seemed to be with Yan QingChi, watching the sunrise and sunset together, watching the stars together, and watching fireflies together. At that moment, Jiang MoChen thought about what song he would sing to him.

The stars in the sky are shining, the fireflies in the forest are romantic, and the atmosphere is just right. Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen couldn't bear to leave early, so they picked up dead branches and lit the fire, sitting by the fire, watching the children play.

The night in the forest was a bit cold, but fortunately the bonfire was warm enough, Jiang MoChen embraced Yan QingChi and whispered, "Listen to the song?"

"What do you want to sing?" Yan QingChi asked him.

Jiang MoChen looked at him and slowly opened his mouth, with a magnetic sound attached to the wings of the firefly, which was sent to Yan QingChi's ear.

"If we never met, where would I be, if we never met, this song does not exist..."

He sang very tenderly, like gurgling water in the beating firelight under the moonlight like water. Yan QingChi listened, feeling that his whole person was quiet.

"If we never met

Where will you be

If we never met

How the world works

Sunburn, peeling, unexpected snow scene

Four seasons with you

Canggou has you next to Baiyun again

What's the fear of reincarnation in a hurry

That day at that moment

You appear in my life

Every minute, every second, every expression

The stories are full of surprises"

Yan QingChi leaned in his arms, and the past scenes appeared in his mind. The fate was always too weird, and the two people who were not involved were put together for various reasons to open a new chapter in their lives. Fortunately, He and Jiang MoChen both met the right people and both had their own happiness. Therefore, he is grateful for fate, at least for every fate he grew up with.

Jiang MoChen sang and asked him, "Does it sound good?"

"It sounds good." Yan QingChi affirmed.

"What about my reward."

Yan QingChi raised his head and kissed him, "A reward for you."

"That's it?" Jiang MoChen asked deliberately.

Yan QingChi chuckled, "Then keep singing, if you sing well, there will be rewards."

"Are you planning to let me hold a firefly concert today?" Jiang MoChen asked him.

Yan QingChi smiled, and even waved his hands to imitate a fan holding a support card, and said at him: "Brother Come on! Give your brother a call!"

Jiang MoChen smiled helplessly, "Why did you still learn this?"

"I have read so many posts and learned it early." Yan QingChi returned to him.

The two of them were chatting, Bo Feng and Fu Minzhi came over, Bo Feng looked at the fire in front of Jiang MoChen and Yan QingChi and asked them, "Are you two cold?"

"It's fine." Jiang MoChen said.

"Then you are still lighting the fire?" Bo Feng pointed to the beating flame and said coldly: "A fire on the mountain, the police station tomorrow morning."

Jiang MoChen squinted at him, "When did you have such a good fire awareness?"

"A good citizen like me, of course, has always been so good." Bo Feng found a stone and sat down, "Remember to put out the fire after leaving for a while."

"Remember." Jiang MoChen said helplessly, deliberately, "I just don't remember, then you still have a good citizen."

"That's true." Bo Feng said shamelessly.

Jiang MoChen:...

Bo Feng was not at all moved by Jiang MoChen's speechless expression, but asked him, "What were you doing just now? I think you two were talking and laughing. What are you talking about?"

"Sing." Yan QingChi smiled, "Does Bo always sing a song?"

Hearing this, Bo Feng thought of what he had just said to Fu Minzhi on the road and wanted to sing to her. Rarely he was a little embarrassed, and looked at Jiang MoChen, "Lao Jiang, please continue singing."

"It's your turn."

"Why take my turn." Bo Feng puzzled, "I just sat down."

Jiang MoChen pointed to the fire in front of him, "It is burning my fire, where is so much nonsense, sing."

With short mouths and soft hands, Bo Feng cleared his throat, "Alright."

He glanced at Fu Min, "I sang."

When Fu Minzhi listened, he heard the familiar song:

"How can I fall in love with you

I'm asking myself

I can give up anything

It's hard to leave today

You are not beautiful

But you are so cute

Oops Cinderella

My Cinderella"

Fu Minzhi did not expect that she would hear this song again after so many years, just as she did not expect that one day she would sit peacefully with Bo Feng and listen to him singing. She felt as if something was changing quietly, not obvious, but slowly and silently. Fu Minzhi couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, she just sat quietly, quietly listening, quietly remembering their teenage years.

QiQi and the others were tired from playing, and ran over to nest in Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen's arms. Yan QingChi looked down at him and asked him, "Does QiQi sing?"

QiQi asked him, "What are you singing?"

"Anything is fine." Yan QingChi said.

QiQi thought for a while and sang a song "Little Star". Yan Yan heard him sing and sang with him. Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen clapped and beat the two of them, and finally responded with warm applause. QiQi was a little embarrassed, but YanYan got excited, singing one by one.

When the two children had enough play, Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen put out the fire, and walked back with the two children. Yan Yan was young and a little sleepy, and slowly fell asleep in Jiang MoChen's arms and holding his neck.

QiQi was very excited to play. They were still playing with Boyan along the way. The two little friends laughed hahaha, and finally reluctantly parted in QiQi's house.

Before going to bed, QiQi looked at the roof and asked, "Daddy, are we going back tomorrow?"

Yan QingChi nodded.

QiQi was a little bit upset, "I want to stay a few more days."

Yan QingChi touched his head, "Don't worry, we will have several opportunities to come out and play later, and we will go to many places."

"Should we all go as a family?"

"of course."

QiQi was happy, he stretched out his hand to hug Yan QingChi, leaned into Yan QingChi's arms, and smiled gently.

Yan QingChi bowed his head and kissed the top of his hair, "Good night, little QiQi."

"Good night, Daddy." QiQi said, closing his eyes.

On the last day of recording, the program team gathered several adults and children together. QiQi and Bo Yan, as the two eldest children, took the initiative to take care of other children. Lu Mianmian picked a flower, looked from left to right, and finally gave the flower to Yan Yan, the youngest among them. Yan Yan took the flower and said thank you. After seeing Yan QingChi, he handed it out.

"Give you Daddy." He said sweetly.

Yan QingChi bent down and asked him, "Where did you come from?"

"Lu Mianmian gave it to him." QiQi replied for YanYan: "Lu Mianmian said that YanYan is the youngest, so she gave the flowers to YanYan."

YanYan nodded.

Yan QingChi looked at his little son, "You will be quite good at borrowing flowers to present the Buddha, and give me the flowers others gave you."

YanYan raised his hand, "Here you are, here, Daddy."

Yan QingChi took it and knocked on his head, "Next time a girl will give you flowers, you can't just collect them."

YanYan didn't understand, so she covered her head and asked him, "Why?"

"I'll know when you grow up."

YanYan pursed his lips and said with dissatisfaction, "I've grown up."

"Just you," Yan QingChi glanced at him up and down, "You are still young."

YanYan turned his head and asked QiQi for help. QiQi said gently, "Don't worry, brother, you will grow up slowly, you will always grow up."

YanYan looked at them, tilted his head, and didn't understand how old he would grow up? Are you as old as your brother? He didn't understand very well, so he shook his head and took QiQi out to play.

Yan QingChi looked at the delicate flower in his hand. The flower was very beautiful, bright in color and rich and fragrant. The most important thing was that it was given to him by Yan Yan. In this summer, Yan QingChi harvested an unexpected flower. His little YanYan gave him a flower. He was very happy, carefully inserted the flower, and was in a good mood, quietly admiring it.