My Lady Fairy

Da Jun and his daughter went back. Yang Guo and her daughter sat on the Kang Table, comfortable, looking at each other and smiling.

"Really don't mind?" Yang Guo asked her daughter with a smile.

Qiqi shook her head like a rattle and said sweetly, "Baba, don't you think our house is also very beautiful?"

"Why do you say that?" Yang Guo asked curiously, "why?"

"Because it's like la_cabane_dans_l 'arbre!" Qiqi laughed heartily, "sister Rodney has one, but she's so beautiful. Now I have one!"

"Chinese name is tree house!" Yang Guo understood why her daughter was so happy. It turned out that she thought the house was like a tree house. The little girl had seen it before when she was in France.

That's the most beautiful house in Qiqi's memory!

The ancient giant banyan tree blocks out the sun, and a delicate tree house is built inside the trunk. When night falls, in the tree house, the stars and small lights dotted on the hanging roots seem to live in the fairy tale world!

As long as you are a child, you can't refuse such a romantic and beautiful tree house. Living here, you can walk into a sweet and beautiful dream every day!

However, in our current leaky and leaky house, except that the "ceiling" is built by branches at will, there is nothing similar to the tree house in other places.

I don't know how the little girl thought of the tree house, but Yang Guo won't interrupt his daughter's imagination. He smiled and said, "yes! Dad also thinks it's beautiful! Moreover, dad thinks it's even more beautiful than sister Rodney's!"

"Think about it. In the evening, when the sun goes down and the moon rises, the stars all over the sky are winking mischievously. You and dad can lie comfortably in bed and look at the bright star river. This is a real star!" Yang Guo depicted a more romantic world for her daughter.

"I like it, I like it!" The little girl's two big eyes lit up. She happily hugged her father's arm and laughed, "it's really beautiful! I'm ready to sleep!"

"Haha!" Yang Guo and her daughter laughed happily in this difficult environment.

"Qiqi, Qiqi!" After a while, Da Jun came to the door and said, "my father invited you and uncle Yang Guo to our house for dinner!"

Qiqi habitually waited for her father to make up his mind.

"Do you want to go?" Yang Guo asked with a smile. It must be good to go to Lin Yongjian's house. If you stay here, you may only eat Nang and dried grapes on the table, but Yang Guo wants her daughter to be a little independent.

"Qiqi, our family has made a lot of delicious food. Let's come!" Dajun warmly invited.

Qiqi Dajun, father again, the little girl said, "I want to go!"

"Then let's go!" Yang Guo smiled, took his daughter's hand, and followed Dajun, who led the way, to his house.

After a tour of Dajun's home, their home is actually quite ordinary, which is much worse than that of Yihe Xuanxuan just now. However, if compared with Yang Guo's family, it is simply heaven!

After the first "mistake" of inviting Nuoyi to their house, maybe the program team also communicated with him. Lin Yongjian understood this mistake, so he didn't rush to ask Qiqi to live in their house.

Of course, their family is small

The host family is very enthusiastic, and the prepared dishes are also very rich. The staple food is beef jerky noodles, as well as various western Xinjiang special foods such as large plate chicken and mutton.

Of course, Qiqi doesn't eat mutton, but apart from mutton, the little girl is also very happy.

"Baba, Baba!" Hearing her daughter's call, Yang Guo turned her head and saw her wheezing a long noodles, so that her mouth was bulging.

"Oh, Baba, oh." While chewing, the little girl showed her father with a smile, "this noodle is so long that I can't eat it all!"

Yang Guo smiled and gently rubbed his daughter's small head, full of love.

While eating, Yang Guo and Lin Yongjian chatted with their hosts.

The family has three generations and a dozen people, but only grandma and her son, daughter-in-law and a four or five-year-old baby accompany the guests, and the others eat in the kitchen.

Talking, Yang Guocai found that the original host family still knew him very well, mainly because of the award ceremony of the top ten Chinese figures at the beginning of this year and the Kun Ming violent terrorist case last year. Yang Guocai was well-known in the western Xinjiang region.

"Those terrorists are traitors to split the country!" Grandma said angrily, "they are not our Xijiang people anymore, they will only discredit us Uygurs!"

Grandma was so excited that she even said a few words in Uyghur. Her son was very quiet, but he dutifully translated for his mother.

"Grandma, don't worry, I understand." Yang Guo hurriedly patted * * * on the back, smiling and comforting.

"Grandma, don't worry." Qiqi also took * * * hand with her father and said wisely. Although she couldn't understand what the adults were talking about.

"I'm not in a hurry." After calming down, grandma said, "good children, you are all good children. Grandma was worried that you would be bad to Xijiang and our Uygurs because of those scum."

Uyghur people have been demonized in the mainland in recent years. On the one hand, some greedy people sell sky high price cut cakes, which destroys everyone's impression of them. On the other hand, there is the big case of Kun Ming that shocked the world, so Uyghur people working in the mainland often receive strange eyes from many people.

"Grandma, don't worry." Yang Guo smiled and said, "we all know."

"Last year, in Kunming, such a thing happened." Yang Guo told what he had seen and heard. This story was not his, but song Zhiwen witnessed it with his own eyes. "My friend went to donate blood."

There was a long line at the place of blood donation. Many people were injured. The hospital blood bank was in urgent need. Many citizens volunteered to donate blood for patients, and song Zhiwen also went.

However, a Uygur guy with obvious clothes suddenly came to the team. At first, everyone was a little afraid, and they avoided him one after another, looking at him with frightened eyes.

The Uyghur guys calmly lined up, patiently donated blood, and then bowed deeply to the crowd watching him. His voice was not loud, but he said forcefully: "those who kill with knives are beasts! They are not qualified to be Xijiang people, not qualified to be Uyghur people."

Yang Guo sighed: "so, we really can't go with colored glasses. The vast majority of Uyghur people are still very kind. Whether Han people or Uyghur people, we are all Chinese. As long as we unite together, we are not afraid of these separatists affected by foreign countries!"

"Yes!" Grandma and Lin Yongjian applauded one after another.

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