The domineering president's barbaric wife

After taking out the candy box, Shen Yuchen immediately opened the top cover, stretched out his small palm, facing the opening, trembled a few times and poured out two. One red, one blue.

He raised his head and looked at Shen Xiaonian, who was sitting in front of him. Then he looked at Leng Mohan, who was sitting beside him. Shen Yuchen used his hand with the box to shake up and down.

Then, another white candy fell on the palm of his hand.

Now, he has three candies in his hand.

Shen Yuchen first put his candy hand in front of Shen Xiaonian, raised his head, looked at his mother with big eyes and said, "Mom, I'll pick one for you first."

"Thank you, good son!" Finish saying, Shen Xiaonian did not hesitate, picked up the palm center, that a red fudge.

After Shen Xiaonian took away the candy, Shen Yuchen handed his hand to Leng Mohan and said, "Uncle Leng, you also choose a candy you like to eat."

"Yes, I will love my uncle!" With that, Leng Mohan also raised his hand and picked up the blue fudge.

See his mother and his favorite uncle will eat candy into the mouth. Shen Yuchen laughs and throws the last white fudge into his mouth. While chewing, he said to the two people in front of him: "all three of us have eaten sugar. We can be healthy and sweet all day!"

As soon as Shen Yuchen finished saying this, he took Leng Mohan's hand in his right hand and Shen Xiaonian's hand in his left hand. Then, he folded their hands up and down on the small clapboard in the middle.

"Mom, uncle Leng, we are going to have a good time today! How about that? "

Seeing this, Shen Xiaonian finally understood that his son was so smart and sensitive. Needless to say, they can all see the problem between her and Leng Mohan... It seems that, as a mother, she once again neglects her duty.

"Good!" Shen Xiaonian agreed to finish Shen Yuchen, and finally turned his head and looked at Leng Mohan's side.

Although on the surface is in concession, but Shen Xiaonian's heart is thinking: just that thing, she will not just let it go. There will be plenty of time in the future. Now I'm in front of my son again. There's no need to rush for a while. Anyway, Shen Xiaonian can settle accounts with him slowly

Here, Shen Xiaonian turns his head and finds that Leng Mohan, who had bowed his head to meditate, raises his head. At the same time, he is also looking at her thoughtfully. It contains the content that makes Shen Xiaonian's heart begin to beat again.

Apollo's distance from the Yangshan Yinhe River, the time spent on the car, plus the time of traffic jam, the actual calculation, a total of only 40 minutes. After arriving at the scenic spot, it was still early for lunch, so the three decided to drive to Yinhe scenic spot according to the original plan.

There is not much distance between Yangshan and Yinhe. From the Yinhe River, you can climb the nameless mountain closest to it, and then cross a 1200 meter long suspension bridge to reach Yangshan.

Suspension bridge means "suspended bridge", so it is also commonly known as suspension bridge. This suspension bridge between Yinhe River and Yangshan has a history of more than 100 years.

This kind of suspension bridge is not like the iron bridge we see when we travel in other places - it is only composed of some strong iron chains. On the suspension bridge, there is no problem for large vehicles to come and go.

The driver took Shen Xiaonian to the entrance of Yinhe river. Before getting off the bus, Leng Mohan said to the driver sitting in the driver's seat, "you can go and have lunch first. After about an hour, go to the suspension bridge and wait for us. " The driver nodded respectfully and agreed.

After getting off, Leng Mohan takes Shen Xiaonian and Shen Yuchen to the Yinhe river.

From the visual inspection, the Yinhe river is about a hundred meters wide. As for how long it is, Shen Xiaonian thought, anyway, for her, it is impossible to see the edge at a glance. Moreover, here, she wants to explain some fictional rumors.

That is, the Yinhe river is not a river that can't be touched by sunlight, as the folklore says. It can still be illuminated by the sun, but compared with its neighboring Yangshan, the light it receives is very dim.

It is also for this reason that some people call Wumingshan, the closest mountain to Yinhe River, Yinshan. However, it seems that only a few people call it this way, so it is not famous.

Once again came to a city, Shen Xiaonian's mood is a bit complicated. The last time I came to investigate a case, but this time I really came to visit the mountains and waters. Thinking of this, Shen Xiaonian was a little flustered and said in his heart: I don't know what happened to Yuan Shaoling and Chen Aihua. How about yuan Xiaoming? He is so busy these days that he has no chance to ask him. Although they live under the same roof, they can meet only a few people.

Even if their hearts again anxious, there is no way. The last time she acted rashly, she had already revealed her true feelings. If she did it again, Shen Xiaonian would be afraid to take yuan Xiaoming in

"What do you think? Shen Nianzhi. " Shen Xiaonian's meditation was interrupted by a pair of hands suddenly appearing in front of him. Shen Xiaonian found that every time when he was seriously thinking about a problem, Leng Mohan would always interrupt untimely.

Shen Xiaonian raised his hand and waved the hand that he had been swinging in front of him. He asked angrily, "Leng Mohan, do you know that you have interrupted me to think again?"

Leng Mohan drew back his hand, threw it twice, and said to Shen Xiaonian: "I really don't know. I just want to remind you that we have reached the most beautiful place in the Yinhe river. " Then he reached out and pointed to Shen Xiaonian.

Shen Xiaonian doesn't speak. He looks up and looks in the direction that Leng Mohan points to.

There are lots of lotus. In the middle of the lotus, there are several pavilions with carved beams and painted pillars. In the pavilions, there are several girls who are either standing, picking lotus or chasing each other.

Around the lotus, swaying in the wind, and in a few pavilions looking forward to the bright, beautiful girls, girls wearing ancient Chinese dresses.

No matter how long time goes by, all the girls are motionless... Only when you look carefully, you will find that the girls in the distance are not real people at all, but sculptures made by hand.

It's been a long time. Some tourists don't look at it carefully. Just a glance, they suddenly feel that the girl who is playing in the pavilion is the real live girl.