Wang Shuning wrapped herself in the quilt. All the movies on TV were military films. She was getting bored after watching too many of them.

Wang Shaole came to the bedside and said, "Aunt, there is another New Year's goods exhibition at Mojingshan. I heard that there are many food stalls this time, from all over the place, many of which we have never eaten before."

Local delicacies?

Wang Shuning's mouth began to secrete saliva, and he felt a little greedy.

"You two go out, my aunt wants to change her clothes."

Wang Shaole's eyes sparkled, "Okay."

Five minutes later, Wang Shuning came out with her hair casually tied up in a bun, wearing thick warm clothes inside and an extra-long cotton-padded jacket that reached her ankles outside.

After washing up, Zhang Xiuzhen brought a small plate and put it on the table, "Shao Le said you guys are going out for lunch. You didn't have breakfast this morning, so eat something first."

During the Chinese New Year, my family cooked a lot of tea eggs, each one was only the size of a little finger.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Wang Shuning stuffed a tea egg and a meat pie into his mouth and drove out with his two children.

Song's mother stood at the door and looked out. "Xiao Ning will be 34 years old after the Chinese New Year, but he still acts like a child."

Every time she comes back, she has the most fun playing with her two grandchildren.

Zhang Xiuzhen's eyebrows twitched slightly. "My little sister doesn't look like she's 34 at all. Some people would believe if she said she was only 24 after the Chinese New Year."

There was a smile in Song's mother's eyes. Among her three children, her youngest daughter was the most promising and filial.

On the side of the road, Qi Jianping watched Wang Shuning's car pass by him, and immediately ran to where he had parked his car and drove after it.

Wang Shaoqiang sat in the back seat, opened the car window and waved outside, afraid that others couldn't see him.

Wang Shuning glanced at the rearview mirror. There are not many cars on the street now. If it were in the future, he wouldn’t even be able to extend his hands. It would be too dangerous.

As the car and bus passed by, Wang Shaole looked up and exclaimed, "I never thought a bus was this high before."

Wang Shuning looked ahead. There were many people on the street and cars were driving slowly.

The speed only gradually increased after leaving the downtown area.

When we were almost at Mojing Mountain, we began to see quite a few people.

After finding a place to park the car, Wang Shaole and Wang Shaoqiang followed Wang Shuning and found everything curious.

Compared with the New Year’s Goods Fair more than a decade ago, this place has become more lively.

The number of makeshift stalls has at least increased four or five times.

Seeing the barbecue stall, Wang Shaole excitedly took Wang Shuning's arm and ran over, "Aunt, I saw the big skewers of meat."

Wang Shuning was dragged forward and ran, "Slow down, my clothes are too long and I can't run fast." The long cotton jacket restrained her steps.

Wang Shaoqiang followed closely behind the two of them.

Three people eat one portion to taste it first.

One skewer of Wang Shuning is enough. The meat on the skewers is very big. A serving of five skewers probably weighs half a pound in total, but the price is not cheap.

Qi Jianping watched Wang Shuning with the two children from afar. He was very concerned about her and rushing up to her rashly would easily cause resentment. But if he didn't go find her, how could he get closer to her? It was difficult to control the degree.

One third of the New Year Festival stalls were occupied by food, and it wasn’t long before the three of them ran out of food to eat.

Wang Shaole put his hand on his slightly protruding belly and said, "There are still so many delicious foods to try."

Wang Shuning threw the bones into the trash can. The roasted pig's trotter was really big and the portion was too large. "Buy all you can and heat it up when it gets cold."

Wang Shaoqiang had red marks on the corners of his mouth. "If you heat it up after it's cooled, it won't taste good. It won't be as good as freshly made."

Wang Shaole agreed, "Yes, little aunt, it's only a little after twelve o'clock anyway. Let's go climb Mojing Mountain. The food will definitely be almost digested by the time we come down. We can have a meal then."

Wang Shuning looked up at the mountain not far away, his eyebrows slightly raised, and nodded and replied: "Okay, let's go hiking. Buy two bottles of water to take with you."

It's really a waste to just have a meal after coming out with great difficulty.

Teenagers are full of energy, and Wang Shuning really couldn't keep up with them when climbing the mountain. Although he was in good health, he didn't exercise for many years, so his physical strength was still a little behind them.

He supported his knees with his hands and panted, and shouted forward, "Climb slower."

A force pressed against Wang Shuning's back, preventing her upper body from falling backwards. "How dare you climb a mountain when you are so weak?"

Wang Shuning pursed his lips and turned to look at Qi Jianping.

Mojing Mountain is not a famous tourist attraction in Beijing, and outsiders generally do not consider this kind of place when visiting Beijing.

Wang Shaole and Wang Shaoqiang were standing on a high place. When they saw a man stopping their little aunt, they immediately ran down and stood beside Wang Shuning, "Little aunt."

Qi Jianping raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your niece and nephew are this big now?"

Wang Shuning: "My elder brother and I are quite different in age. Why are you coming to climb the mountain?"

Qi Jianping nodded vigorously. "I heard there is a New Year's goods fair here. I was thinking of buying some things to bring back, and climbing a mountain and watching the sunset."

Wang Shuning raised his eyebrows. What's so beautiful about the sunset? When he first went to the countryside, the sunset in the countryside was very beautiful, even more beautiful than on the top of the mountain.

Wang Shaole frowned and looked Qi Jianping up and down, "Aunt, who is he?"

He doesn't look like a good person. He is so tall and strong that even she and her brother together can't beat him.

Wang Shuning: "He is my aunt's friend."

Wang Shaole immediately shouted, "Hello, uncle."

Qi Jianping was stunned for a moment. There was nothing wrong with calling him uncle, but he felt it was a bit weird. Perhaps it was because Wang Shuning looked too young and he had never been married.

"Hello."

The four of them walked together on the rest of the mountain road, but this time the two children slowed down and followed Wang Shuning, deliberately keeping Qi Jianping away.

Qi Jianping joked: "The roads in Beijing are very interconnected. I almost took the wrong road when I drove here today."

Wang Shuning didn't respond. He didn't want to be a tour guide for others.

Wang Shaoqiang, who was walking beside Qi Jianping, suddenly said, "There is a travel agency opposite Huaimi Primary School. Uncle can hire them to take you to Beijing City."

Qi Jianping choked.

The four of them climbed to the top of the mountain and sat in the pavilion for a while.

Wang Shuning looked at the houses, some tall and some short, not far away. He thought that in a few years, he would have to buy a few more houses in Beijing.

They stayed on the top of the mountain for nearly an hour. Wang Shaole looked at Wang Shuning and said, "Aunt, let's go down."

Wang Shuning tilted his head back and stretched his neck, "Okay."

Seeing Qi Jianping following them, Wang Shaole stopped and looked at him and asked, "Aren't you going to watch the sunset on the top of the mountain, uncle?"

Qi Jianping faced the inquiring gazes of the three people, his eyes flickering, "It's only three o'clock now, and there are still two hours before sunset. It's too long, I'd better go down."

Wang Shaole's eyelids rolled up, all of them were excuses.

After going down the mountain, the four of them sat around a square table, and Wang Shuning took Wang Shaoqiang to the stall opposite to buy food.

Qi Jianping straightened his chest and raised his head, refusing to look at Wang Shaole. The little girl's eyes were fixed on him, like needles, and she was even more nervous than when Wang Shuning looked at him.