Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 69
At night, in the community garden!

The table tennis team expanded again, and Ji Yangyang from the same community also participated.

As the oldest person, Zhao Hao naturally gave up his position and allowed the four of them to practice sparring together.

In fact, he could have just left, but Qiao Yingzi was still there, so he had to accompany his girlfriend and pick up her when she was tired and wanted to drink water.

This kind of arrangement is quite relaxing. I just think that I am walking in the community garden to pass the time in the evening, and I just go home at nine o'clock.

Zhao Hao sat on the chair and lowered his head from time to time to chat with someone on his mobile phone, and then raised his head to look at the doubles match in front of him.

Qiao Yingzi's strength is extraordinary, and the newly joined Ji Yangyang is also very good. In addition, Fang Yifan and Lin Lei'er have been practicing in the past two days, and their strength has improved a lot.

The four people have good overall strength, and they can play back and forth when playing table tennis. This also makes them more focused, for fear that distraction will affect their performance.

Only after a goal is decided, the four people will have a short communication break, and this is when Zhao Hao raises his head to support Qiao Yingzi.

Just after nine o'clock, Zhao Hao stopped the four of them. They packed up their things and wiped their sweat together. Then they sat around to sum up their experiences and discuss what they would do at school tomorrow.

As a graduate, Zhao Hao was not interested in their topics. He just accompanied Qiao Yingzi silently.

After safely sending his girlfriend downstairs to her house and watching her walk into the elevator, Zhao Hao's mission today was completely completed.

After returning home, Zhao Hao took a shower and went to bed early, and drank a glass of red wine to help him sleep before going to bed.

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The next day, Zhao Hao went to the 4S store to complete the procedures and license plate for his new car, then drove back to Shuxiang Yayuan and invited Song Qian to go for a ride with him.

Song Qian dressed up beautifully and walked to Zhao Hao's car, sat in the passenger seat as she should, fastened her seat belt, and let Zhao Hao take her around the city.

"The new car smells so good!" Song Qian complained as she looked at it.

Zhao Hao, who was driving, nodded in agreement. The smell of new cars is indeed very strong, especially since the weather is still a bit hot now, and the smell will be even greater when exposed to the sun.

He opened the car windows wider and also opened the sunroof to let fresh air from outside into the car and take away the odor as much as possible.

A new car needs to be run-in, and only after it is run-in can it drive smoothly; just like a man and woman who have just fallen in love need time to adapt to each other, only by adapting to each other can they go a long way.

In order to get used to the new car, Zhao Hao simply drove at a constant speed along the viaduct and headed out of the city. Song Qian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, accompanied him to the outside of the city with a happy look on her face.

Along the way, we can see that the flowers are about to fall. Although the greenery is still abundant, there are no more flowers. Summer has really become a thing of the past, and autumn has really come quietly.

"Last week I took Yingzi to play and have a picnic by the river outside the city. However, within ten days, all the flowers on the roadside had withered. It's really heartbreaking." Song Qian sighed.

"In ancient times, there were jade flowers buried in flowers, but today there are beautiful flowers in mourning!" Zhao Hao sighed with a smile while holding the steering wheel.

"Disgusting~" Song Qian reached out and patted his shoulder when she heard this, and looked at him with a smile on her face.

The two happily traveled and finally set their destination at a farmhouse. The homemade stewed chicken here was particularly delicious. Song Qian only tasted it once but never forgot it.

When the two arrived, there were only three or four tables of customers in the store, which seemed a little deserted.But it’s neither Sunday nor a holiday, so it’s normal for there to be few people.

"The chicken soup they stew is free-range, which is different from what we usually eat, and the food cooked with wood is more delicious than the food cooked with natural gas." Song Qian said with a smile. "Then order an extra portion to pack. You can take it home and give Yingzi a tonic in the evening." Zhao Hao sat across from her and poured her a glass of cold water.

"You are wise enough to know that you are thinking about Yingzi." Song Qian rolled her eyes at him, got up and walked to the store, and ordered another order of stewed chicken to be packed with the proprietress.

About half an hour later, a large pot like a pottery urn was brought to the table. Zhao Hao looked at the fragrant chicken soup with some red dates and wolfberry floating on it, and couldn't help but raise his head and look at Song Qian:
"This soup should be very tonic, right?"

"That's just right. You should take a good rest and drink more chicken soup." Song Qian scooped up a full bowl of chicken soup for him with a half-smile and placed it in front of him.

Zhao Hao curled his lips and said, "With my body, do I still need to take supplements?"

"Eat quickly, even delicious food can't stop your mouth!" Song Qian rolled her eyes at him and gave him a piece of soft and delicious stewed chicken leg.

As Song Qian said, the chicken soup stewed with firewood is more delicious than the one she stews with natural gas or gas stove at home, and the chicken is not made with firewood and is very tasty.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Hao happened to see the proprietress walking towards him, and he asked:
"Houselady, how much is the total for our table and the packaged portion?"

"Your wife has paid the bill!" the landlady responded in a loud voice.

Her response made Song Qian, who was drinking soup leisurely, blush. She raised her head and glanced at Zhao Hao resentfully, then lowered her head shyly, pretending that she didn't hear anything.

Seeing her shy look, Zhao Hao deliberately teased: "Mrs. Zhao, who asked you to settle the bill for me on your own initiative? Don't you know it's your husband's job?"

"I hate it, I won't eat it!" Song Qian stood up and walked to the car shyly, without waiting for Mr. Zhao who was holding a packaged chicken soup behind her.

Zhao Hao put the packaged chicken soup into the trunk, opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat. Next to him, Song Qian had fastened her seat belt and was looking out the window at the countryside.

But it could be seen from her rosy cheeks that she was obviously too shy to look at him.

"Did you leave your bag, cell phone, etc. in the hotel? If not, I'm leaving!" Zhao Hao reminded as he started the car.

Song Qian checked the sound and found that she had left nothing behind, so she said softly: "Let's go!"

The vehicle slowly drove out of the farmhouse and onto the wide road again.

On the way back to the city, Zhao Hao teased the shy and blushing Song Qian from time to time. The latter's response was very formal. Apart from patting him on the shoulder with her small hand, she just said in a low voice: "I hate it~"

When he drove past a bridge, Zhao Hao felt a wave of emotion in his heart. He slowed down the car and turned, drove the car under the bridge, and stopped under a bridge pier.

The perspective inside the car at this moment is: there is a bridge pier blocking the road on the right, a huge warning sign on the left, a rushing river not far ahead, and no one behind.

He raised the window glass and turned to look at Song Qian, who was blushing and nervous. The latter had already guessed what he was going to do, but was too embarrassed to point it out, so she lowered her head and held the seat belt with both hands and refused to let go.

"click"

Zhao Hao took the initiative to unbuckle her seat belt, held her pretty blushing face in his hands, and said softly:
"Qianqian, you look so beautiful today!"

"I hate it~ I know you are such a big bad guy and you have no good intentions." Song Qian looked at him with the coquettish look of a little girl.

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