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Chapter 34 Sugar Painting
Chapter 34 Sugar Painting
Fu Xuechen withdrew his post after posting on the forum, and didn't even bother to reply. He suddenly thought of something, raised his head, and asked Ran Xing: "Girlfriend, what's your phone number? I'll save it!"
Nowadays, we basically use WeChat for social communication, and there are relatively few calls. Fu Xuechen didn’t have Ran Xing’s cell phone number before, but the phone is still one of the important contact methods. Now that Fu Xuechen and Ran Xing are together, he wants to save his girlfriend’s cell phone. No.
Ran Xing had no opinion on this, and reported the number directly: "13..."
A math genius like Fu Xuechen is sensitive to numbers. Ran Xing reported it, and he remembered it. He dialed the number and reminded with a smile, "You also save mine."
Ran Xing gave a "hmm", hung up the phone, saved the number, and remarked it as "Fu Xuechen".
Fu Xuechen's eyesight was standard 2.0. With a condescending glance, he immediately saw Ran Xing's remarks, so he casually remarked Ran Xing's number as "Fu Xuechen's little wife".
The two exchanged mobile phone numbers, and then went to visit the Wuhou Temple. The Wuhou Temple is not big, and the two visited Jinli, which is separated by a wall from the Wuhou Temple, in less than an hour.
Jinli was Jinguan City in ancient times, and it is the oldest and most historical street in Chengdu.
Today's Jinli is a commercial pedestrian street. There are tea houses, inns, theaters, bars, handicraft stores, and of course various kinds of snacks on the street. Chengdu locals inevitably feel that Jinli's snacks are not authentic enough, but when foreign tourists come, they will inevitably think Give it a try and get an atmosphere.
It happened to be noon, and Ran Xing followed Fu Xuechen to Jinli to eat all kinds of snacks, buckwheat noodles, three cannons, couple's lung slices, glutinous rice cakes... buy and eat at will.
Passing by the small booth of Zhuantang, Fu Xuechen pulled Ran Xing forward. Zhuantang was an old master. When he saw someone coming up, he asked, "Do you want to pick one directly, or try one by chance."
On the booth of Zhuantang people, there are several samples of masters. Now Zhuantang people keep up with the times and trends. The master actually painted Peppa Pig with sugar to sell.
Fu Xuechen smiled and asked, "Master, can you paint my girlfriend with sugar?"
Saying that, he pointed to Ran Xing again and again.
Ran Xing was suddenly cued, and it was this kind of thing, surprised and a little funny at the same time.
I just thought, ah ah ah ah, God Fu is too good, so he wanted to paint her with sugar.
The master is a veteran craftsman. He has been in this line for many years, and it is easy to draw a little girl, so he readily replied: "No problem."
Fu Xuechen put his hands together and pleaded, "Then ask the master to draw a candy like my girlfriend. I'll give you more money."
The master looked at the two young faces, and knew that it was the student party. He shook his head and refused: "No need to add money, the same price."
Fu Xuechen quickly thanked: "Then thank you, Master, you can see how you can draw the whole person or the head."
The master nodded, raised his eyelids and glanced at Ran Xing, then scooped a spoonful of heated iron and poured it on the white cloth. His movements were neat and tidy, and the painting was done in one go. In a few seconds, a villain resembling Ran Xing was drawn.
Fu Xuechen took over the candy man who looked like his girlfriend from the master, and was really amazed by the master's craftsmanship. He praised from the bottom of his heart: "Master, your craftsmanship is also very good! This candy is really my daughter. Friends are the same."
After he finished, he said, "Then ask the master to draw another me!"
The old master glanced coldly at the big boy in front of him, and felt that the young people today really know how to play, and he actually asked a master in his 60s to draw a couple, but it was not easy to refuse the needs of customers when he opened a business. The master scooped another spoonful of sugar and drew the big boy in front of him.
Fu Xuechen paid the candy money on WeChat, thanked him again, and then turned to leave.
He has a candy painting in one hand, himself on the left, and his girlfriend on the right. He smiled cleanly and clearly towards Ran Xing: "Girlfriend, let's have a candy!"
The streets of Jinli use the architectural style of Ming and Qing Dynasties and promote the culture of the Qin and Han kingdoms.
On the National Day, Jinli tourists flocked endlessly. On the bustling streets, the young man looked at her with a candy painting in his hand, with a calm expression and a gentle and elegant temperament, like a handsome and fairy-like aristocratic young master. The turbid and noble son who came out of the ancient painting.
Ran Xing began to be in a trance and stunned again.
It wasn't because of Fu Xuechen's peerless beauty, but because of something from his childhood.
Xiao Ran wakes up and looks delicate and cute. She should be a likable child, but she is naturally quiet and withdrawn, and even speaks very late. When she was more than four years old, she began to speak slowly, but even if When he can speak, he doesn't like to speak very much. He often only speaks one or two words. It can be said that words are precious.
Ran's father and Ran's mother were afraid that there was a problem with her daughter's language, and she was worried. In order to coax her daughter to speak, Ran Sze used all kinds of methods.
Transsugar is one of them.
Ran Sze, who was only in his twenties at the time, led Xiao Ran to the booth and asked carefully, "Baby, do you want to try sugar transfer?"
Xiao Ran woke up and blinked curiously, looked over at the turntable, quickly turned and moved away, trotted to hide behind Father Ran, and timidly stretched out her head to look at the sugar painting of Zhuantangren.
Ran Sze continued patiently and asked, "Does the baby not want to turn? Then Dad will turn it for you! Dad really wanted to turn a dragon when he was a child! Baby, if you want a dragon, Dad will turn a dragon for you."
Xiao Ran woke up and bulged her cheeks. For a long time, she slowly spit out two words: "Tiger."
Ran Si Ze immediately laughed: "Baby wants a tiger, that's okay, Dad will turn a tiger for you."
With that said, he started to turn the turntable.
In those years, Zhuantang was just Zhuantang. It depended on luck, and no designation was accepted. Zhuantang people had a large turntable and many animals. It was very difficult to rotate a tiger.
Ran Sze agreed to turn his head to the tiger for his daughter, which must be turned, but he was not very lucky, the turn was full of sugar, and even the dragon that was difficult to turn had turned several times before he turned out with difficulty. A tiger.
When Ran Sze returned with his daughter, Xiao Ranxing was holding a candy in the shape of a tiger in his hand, but Father Ran's left hand was a bamboo stick, and there were all kinds of candy on the bamboo stick.
Ran Sze watched her daughter eat candy quietly, holding a hand of candy, and smiled softly and indulgently: "Baby, look at Dad, now, a hand of candy."
Xiao Ran's clear eyes glanced at the hand of candy, and then silently removed it. Her chubby little hand raised the tiger in her hand, licking and smashing it from time to time, and a little disgusted: "It's not delicious."
Ran Si Ze: "………………"
It is always difficult for a child who has grown up in the honeypot and has never lacked love since childhood. Ran Xing looked at the boy who painted her candy in front of him, her cheeks bulging, and she couldn't help sighing, "I feel like my dad!"
Fu Xuechen: "…………"
The girl's thinking is too jumpy, and he can't keep up.
Ran Xing's voice was soft and waxy, and he said slowly: "It's very like when you coax me with candy."
Her parents dote on her too much, so many boys are very ordinary, and she doesn't like them at all.
Ran Xing has always felt that she is a girl who is difficult to be deceived by men. As long as she thinks that the other party is not as good to her as her father, she has no desire to fall in love.
But Fu Xuechen, still occasionally, could stab her.
For example, when he asked the master to paint her with sugar.
Ran Xing smiled sweetly, reached out his hand, and went to get his own candy: "So, give it to me, I'll try it."
Look at this candy, is it the sweet taste in memory?
Fu Xuechen watched the little girl stretch out his hand to take the candy in his right hand, chuckled his lips, and directly stuffed the candy into his mouth, then handed the candy in his left hand over, he said leisurely, "I'm sorry. , I've eaten this candy that looks like Ran Xing, you... eat me!"
Ran Xing: "…………"
It's all a trick! ! !
Ran Xing rolled his eyes in his heart, and went to pick up Fu Xuechen's sugar painting with a little disgust. The bamboo sticks in the sugar painting were neither long nor short. Ran Xing didn't pay attention when he took it, and his finger accidentally touched Fu Xuechen's index finger, which was soft and hot. Ran Xing was startled.
The feeling of the little girl passing her index finger with the pulp of her finger was as short as a touch of water.
However, Fu Xuechen felt that an electric current was flowing through the smooth finger pulp. He was shocked like an electric shock. He could hardly help but want to bounce it off, but he calmly waited for Ran Xing to take the candy.
Looking up at her subconsciously, she looked slightly surprised, and quickly restrained her complicated emotions.
The heart beats like a drum.
This...this rounding is equivalent to holding hands!
Fu Xuechen, you are very good. We kissed the girl on the first day and held hands.
Ran Xing looked at the candy in the shape of Fu Xuechen in her hand with inexplicable resentment. She stuffed it into her mouth as if venting her anger.
When Fu Xuechen saw the little girl eating candy as if she was treating her father's enemy, he smiled lazily: "Ran Xing, do you want to bite me so much?"
Ran Xing glared at him faintly.
Fu Xuechen put his hand to her lips vigorously: "What kind of skill is biting sugar, biting people!"
Come on, sir, I will bite you as you want, you can bite wherever you want!
Ran Xing looked at the slender and jade-like hand in front of him, and really wanted to take a bite.
Fu Xuechen, he definitely belongs to the type that he will be brilliant if given a little sunshine, and he will climb along with a pole.
When she's not with him, he's quite sassy.
Now that I am with him, he is no longer just a coquettish bag, he is arrogant.
Ran Xing scolded all kinds of scolding in his heart: bastard, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, you know how to tease me!
The author has something to say: Yicheng: Where do you most want to wake up your sister and bite you?
Fu Shen: Guess!
Yicheng: can't help but dirty!
I'm sorry I didn't update yesterday. Recently, my stomach has started to feel bad again.
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