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    Father Zhou wanted to develop his daughter's hobbies and specialties, so he asked her if she wanted to learn, for example:

    "Instrument, dance, painting, calligraphy?"

    These are the special classes that girls learn the most.

    Fancy hearing these words are all big circles.

    In real life, she learned from her mother Sang before she was fifteen years old.

    Although not very good, but it can also be used.

    But ask herself, she really hates this.

    She has no artistic skills, no culture, no elegant art, reciting poetry and painting, and her teeth are sore when she hears it.

    Biting the bullet and learning is just to make money to fish for ancestors.

    "I don't like it." Fancy said honestly.

    Seeing her serious expression, Zhou's father suddenly realized his educational flaws.

    Although the daughter has slowly stepped out of the shadows of the past, she lacks a little vigor compared to girls of the same age.

    So he made a decision in his heart.

    Before dinner, Fancy saw several large and dense schedules.

    Fancy looked at the time and found that it was her summer vacation this month.

    The schedule is detailed to every hour, what to eat after play, and where to rest are written in great detail.

    Zhou's father did what he said, bought a batch of outdoor travel equipment online, and delivered it to his home the next day.

    The father and daughter are the same style, and Fancy also got the first pair of pink hiking shoes in her life.

    Zhou Rongxiu asked his daughter to put it on, tying her shoelaces and saying:

    "Stand up for a walk, and change if you feel uncomfortable."

    Fancy looked at the pink and tender shoes, and then looked at her father who had just finished tying her shoelaces and stood up.

    With a grin, he stood up and ran around the living room. He also performed a few movements of the broadcast gymnastics of the third middle school. He bent his eyes and said:

    "Comfortable! No problem!"

    Zhou Rongxiu looked at her smile and couldn't help laughing along.

    Aunt Kang looked at the equipment that had piled up half of the balcony, and gasped in distress.

    The packaging is very good. At first glance, it is a high-end product, and it should be tens of thousands less.

    So throughout the holiday, Zhou Rongxiu took his daughter to travel around.

    Also went with Luo Qi's family.

    The two seem to have already negotiated and bought the same equipment.

    It's a little bit contradictory at the beginning, because she doesn't know how many times she has been to these places in the real world.

    But soon, she discovered that

    Going to the same scenic spot with different people is another trip, or another life.

    Before that, Fancy's cognition of "politeness" and "education" only stayed at the level of obedience and sensible.

    Until this family trip begins.

    Zhou's father smokes, which is indispensable in official circles and cannot be quit.

    But he never smoked in public, especially crowded tourist spots.

    If it is indoors, he always turns on the exhaust fan or the window before smoking.

    Whether staying in a B&B or a hotel, before leaving, clean up the bed, take away your own rubbish, and open the window for ventilation.

    Another time they went to eat at a "fish pond" restaurant by the sea.

    Bare feet are required to enter this restaurant.

    Because of the fancy play on the beach for an afternoon, it is inevitable to get a foot in the sand.

    The waiter next to me said that it's fine, the sand can be brought in, and there will be special staff to clean it up.

    But Zhou's father still pulled her, held her so big on his lap, and wiped her feet a little with a tissue before letting her in.

    It's hard to be ashamed of being fancy, so ashamed that he almost shrunk his head into his neck, attracting friendly and comforting laughter around him.

    The same goes for the Luo Qi family.

    After dinner, went to watch the local circus, and stuffed the package of potato chips into Luo Qi's arms next to him, making him act as a human-shaped trash can.

    Luo Qi was not angry either, and while telling her to pay attention to hygiene, he folded all the packaging waste into rectangles and put them neatly into the finished milk tea cup.

    But it was too full, he let go and flicked his face, and the people in the front and rear seats were not spared.

    At the end of the circus, he was drenched in blood by a dog who was trained by his mother, and asked him to pick up the garbage one by one and apologize to each person one by one.

    An aunt saw that Luo Qi was so good, and gave him a pack of toffee before leaving.

    The night before the end of the tour, the whole family rented a small yacht to visit the night view of the coastal city.

    Fancy lying on the railing, blowing the sea breeze and eating ice cream.

    She was having a good time this month.

    She had never planned to travel before, so it counted wherever she went.

    But this time, the three parents have done their homework, and they even figured out which queue time is the least to go to the playground first.

    In one month, they visited six cities and hundreds of attractions, and almost no hour was wasted.

    Luo Qi next to him muttered with his tablet in his hand, counting the cost of the journey.

    It's a fucking assignment for him.

    As he writes, he asks how much money they do and how much money they do on what day.

    Fancy finished the last bite of the ice cream and said:

    "You ask me? Save yourself, I still have a week's worth of unrecorded accounts."

    After she finished speaking, she was about to float the ice cream stick on the sea like a stone, but as soon as she raised her hand, she stopped.

    Turned it around and tossed it with the bag in the trash can on the deck.

    She glanced back at the cabin, the warm lights, Zhou's father and aunt and uncle didn't know what they were talking about, and they were happy.

    During this period, her father also told her not to blow against the wind and to be careful of catching a cold.

    Fancy Mmmm agreed, grinning, and the wind kept pouring into his mouth.

    Sitting on the railing on the deck, with her back against the sea and the night sky, she tilted her head and said to Luo Qi:

    "Tell you something."

    Luo Qi asked something without raising his head.

    Fancy said: "You look up."

    Luo Qi had no choice but to put down the tablet pen and look up at her, but this sight almost didn't scare his heart out.

    She sat on the guardrail, leaned forward, and was about to plunge into the water—

    Luo Qi was so frightened that his heart and lungs flew, and he dropped the tablet and bounced off the seat to grab her.

    This is not a small river or creek, and the water is not known how deep it is!

    At the moment when Huahuan was about to fall, he grabbed the railing with both hands and turned around beautifully, squatting firmly on the railing that was only three fingers wide,

    She looked at Luo Qi's frightened and frozen face.

    Luo Qi: "Are you sick!"

    With a fancy smile, he said, "Yes, whoever is squatting on the railing is scary."

    Then lie down directly on the railing, half-leg teetering outside the railing, looking particularly good.

    Luo Qi also felt that she seemed to be very happy, and knew that when she was happy, she liked to play with people around her, so she didn't care about her.

    Picking up the tablet, seeing that it was not broken, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

    "Don't lie down like that. When your uncle sees it, he will definitely say that you have no rules."

    As if didn't hear the fancy, asked while shaking legs:

    "Luo Qi, am I particularly boring?"

    Luo Qi continued to keep accounting, and said perfunctorily:

    "It's okay, it's just childish."

    Hearing the words, Fancy got up, glared at him and said:

    "childish?"

    Unexpectedly, at this moment, a hearty male voice suddenly came from a yacht opposite:

    "Not boring, not childish!"

    This sound is particularly penetrating, with a faint smile, raised on the sea, and blown to every corner of the yacht with the sea breeze.

    :.:

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