My Lady Fairy

dusty, a group of people flew to distant northern Europe and entered Stockholm, the capital of Sweden, a beautiful city with an annual average temperature of less than seven degrees. [there are almost all the books marshmallow wants to read, which are much more stable than ordinary stations, and the updates are faster. There are no advertisements in the whole text

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"It is said that the population of Sweden is not as large as that of our capital!" Xiao Zhang, a reporter from the people's daily, laughed with Yang Guo, who looked out the window with his daughter in one hand.

They stayed in a hotel in Stockholm. The leaders and teacher Mo Yan shared a room each. The accompanying staff, including comrades from the press, shared a room with two people.

Yang Guo and her daughter should have a separate room, but I don't know if it was because she offended director Li when she was in the capital. She was also arranged in a double room, the same room as reporter Zhang.

Yang Guo smiled and said, "yes, but people's national welfare is good, and the quality of life is also something we can't compare!"

Yang Guo didn't plan to argue with director Li, nor did he plan to leave the big team and pay for a big apartment. Although the latter slapped his face very well, it was our people's face that was lost when it started outside!

Reporter Zhang is actually very nice, warm and generous. When he saw Yang Guo taking his daughter, he also wanted to help him with his luggage. After entering the room, he also chatted with Yang Guo about topics, worried that Yang Guo was uncomfortable.

"Dong Dong!" A man came and knocked at the door. It was a staff member, the Secretary of a leader. She smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang, Xiao Yang, are you ready? If you don't want to rest, just go out with us? The leader said that since you came, you should take a walk."

"Good! I'm going!" Reporter Zhang happily picked up the camera on the table, raised it and pretended to "click" with a cry. Read the full text of the latest chapters

"Yang Guo, are you going?" Reporter Zhang put down the camera and asked as he dressed.

"OK! Let's go!" Yang Guo twisted his arm and said with a smile. He picked up his down jacket from the head of the bed and prepared to put it on Qiqi.

"Well, I'm going to be fat again!" Qiqi said with a small mouth. Because it was too cold outside, Qiqi was wrapped into a small ball after getting off the plane. It was inconvenient to move, and her father carried her away.

When she got to the room, she was finally liberated for a while. Just now, she was still bouncing around on the big bed. Now she has to put on heavy clothes. Qiqi is very unhappy.

"If you don't go, it doesn't matter!" Reporter Zhang said anxiously, "if it's inconvenient for you, I can go there by myself

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He doesn't worry about the language barrier. First, he can speak English. Second, in addition to the translators from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who accompany the team, the Embassy here has also sent people to serve as guides for them!

"Nothing, it's boring to be stuck in the hotel. Go out for a walk." Yang Guo picked up Qiqi and said with a smile.

"Qiqi, don't you want to get fat!" Qiqi is still crying.

"Are you going to catch a cold and chirp all day?" Yang Guo thought for a while and put a small hat on her daughter.

Fortunately, at the beginning, they didn't agree, and later they didn't agree to Zara's request to let Qiqi speak for clothes, although they later came to Yangcheng to try to persuade Yang Guo. If you agree, you probably can't let Yang Guo match Qiqi with any clothes you want.

Although Zara children's clothes are fashionable and good-looking, fashion sometimes sacrifices cold protection. Children are too young, and unlike Zheng Yujie, a pair of pantyhose can dominate the icy capital.

Outside, I followed a large group for sightseeing. The embassy chartered a double decker bus so that they could sit on it and watch the scenery. Yang Guo and reporter Zhang didn't go up to the second floor, because there were leaders above, and the wind was strong, making people blue.

"Many trees!" Qiqi picked up the window and looked greedily at the big tree white with snowflakes outside. "Grandpa Shushu is so old, his hair is white!"

"Haha!" Yang Guo laughed and didn't correct her daughter's wrong ideas. It's a good thing to have this imagination!

"Hey, Stockholm's greening is really good!" Reporter Zhang sighed, "it feels like the whole city is located in the forest! No wonder the United Nations Climate Conference chose to be held here!"

"Cough!" Yang Guo coughed twice and corrected in a low voice, "that's Copenhagen, not Stockholm!"

"Really? Haha, I'm not good at school!" Reporter Zhang and Yang Guo looked at each other and smiled, frankly admitting their mistakes.

"Stockholm actually has a close connection with trees!" Yang Guo told him, "Stockholm means wood, and Ermo means island."

"There is an ancient story that people who migrated before picked up floating wood from the sea, probably because of pirates or ship debris broken by wind and waves, and built the earliest houses with these wood

。” Yang Guo said.

"So Stockholm is called wooden island?" Reporter Zhang said suddenly.

In the early days of immigration, the conditions were difficult, let alone the housing was simple, and many people were still naked. At that time, weren't the first batch of immigrants in the United States representatives of the wild cattle? Look at Stockholm now, which is completely a modern international metropolis. Its simplicity only exists in the photos of the museum.

"The main reason is that these woods are uneven, so the houses built are grotesque and unruly. They are even uglier than the shanty towns in our city." Yang Guo laughed, "when foreign ships docked, someone came over and looked, and felt as if he couldn't help blurting out: Oh! Wooden island! So Stockholm was called like this."

"Oh! Stockholm!" Qiqi loosened her hands grasping the window railing, sat on her father's lap, and clucked to learn her father's Swedish accent. Although they don't learn exactly the same, their tone and tone are still different!

"It's really like learning!" Reporter Zhang looked at Qiqi enviously and said, "Qiqi should inherit your language talent from Yang Guo."

Previously, in the hotel room, he wanted to know where the remote control of the hotel TV was. It was Yang Guo who called the front desk of the hotel. He was stunned by his fluent Swedish. Yang Guo gives people the first impression that he is more like an entertainment star after all.

Reporter Zhang stretched out his index finger of his right hand to tease Qiqi, but Qiqi grabbed it. The little palm was just able to hold his little finger. Reporter Zhang suddenly felt that the winter in Stockholm was wrapped in tenderness and warmth.

"She learns everything very fast!" Yang Guo said with a smile, "now you can speak English and French fluently!"

"See your daughter!" Reporter Zhang sighed, "I can't wait to return home immediately and discuss with my wife that I want to have a child this year and have a daughter!"

"Isn't it all about fate to have boys and girls?" Yang Guo laughed, "however, if she really gave birth to a daughter, she would have to call her sister Qiqi!"

Qiqi blinked her big eyes and said happily, "does Qiqi have a sister again?" Little guys often call others sister and brother. Up to now, there is only one little seven sister!



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