After getting off the hand-rowed boat, Zhao Xun was in a daze.
Fortunately, Hangzhou doesn't support idlers.
It wasn't just Mama Ma who was creating these kinds of antics; there were also many cosplayers and streamers, but they didn't get as much attention.
Be the protagonist of your own life; there aren't that many spectators.
It seems that Mama Ma really knows this well.
Not long after we got off.
Zhao Xun sat on a bench by the lake to rest.
—It's less about resting and more about resting one's spirit.
He was staring blankly at the shimmering lake when someone suddenly sat down beside him.
Zhao Xun glanced at it with a bored expression.
Then cheer up.
He is Little Horse's father, Old Horse.
Old Ma was also looking at Zhao Xun.
Compared to Old Ma, Little Ma was as thin and weak as a little chick.
The two looked at each other.
Zhao Xun had basically never heard Lao Ma speak, and didn't know whether he should greet him or chat with him.
So, after holding it in for a while, he only managed to utter one word:
"…oh."
—What the hell is this?
However, Lao Ma didn't mind. He nodded and gave a brief response:
"Thanks."
It seemed like they were thanking him for spending time with them.
No, wait! It seems like she's thanking him for taking the pressure for her…
Although Old Ma praised his wife while on the boat.
But Zhao Xun saw a sense of weariness in the eyes of this man with a "Kenshiro" physique... It seems that Lao Ma is also quite helpless about his wife's antics.
Zhao Sun shook his head, meaning no need to thank him.
"…That…"
He was just about to ask about Ma Jiaojiao and her mother.
Old Ma then pointed to the other side, not far away.
Mother Horse is standing by the lake.
One moment he's standing with his hands on his hips, the next he's leaning forward, and then he's even lifting one foot.
It's obvious she's posing.
Ma Jiaojiao stood in front of her mother, holding up her phone and turning on the camera.
"pretty!"
"Where did this beautiful woman come from?"
“Oh my god, if I don’t call you Mom, people will think you’re my sister.”
Why the hell didn't you just say it was your sister?!
Zhao Xun thought to himself, but he certainly wouldn't dare to say it.
The two women were full of energy.
But the men leaned back in their chairs, looking up and sighing.
"Hey, you guys—"
Mother Horse called out.
Zhao Xun and Lao Ma both trembled at the same time. After exchanging a glance, they inexplicably felt a sense of shared misfortune.
“Come here, let’s take a picture together,” said Ma’s mother.
Zhao Sun: ...
He wants your family of three to take a picture, so he'll just make do with whatever he can.
Old Ma glanced at Zhao Sun, who looked listless.
"Come."
Zhao Sun: ...
"Come!"
The tone was emphasized.
Zhao Xun stood up in a flash, that was fast!
"Oh, okay..."
As soon as Ma Jiaojiao saw Zhao Xun approaching, she shoved her phone into his hand:
"Please take a group photo for us."
"good."
Sigh~
Zhao Sun breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out he was just helping to take photos.
It's always better to help take photos than to take a group photo together.
Click.
Ma Jiaojiao and Lao Ma stood next to Ma's mother, like bodyguards, exuding an unusual sense of security.
"Let me see, let me see."
Ma Jiaojiao walked over and picked up her phone: "Not bad, senior~ You must have taken a lot of photos when you went to comic conventions, right?"
Don't compare me to you.
Zhao Sun remained calm.
--slander.
—He was the one being photographed.
I thought that after taking a family photo, the legendary "tool person" Zhao Sun would be ready to go.
I underestimated the centaur mother.
"Excuse me, sir, could you help us take a picture together?"
Ma's mother pulled aside a photographer with a Sony telephoto lens and asked for his help.
However, since she only needed to post it on her WeChat Moments, she didn't ask anyone to use a camera and instead handed over her own phone.
The old gentleman was clearly a nice person, and he readily agreed.
As he pointed his phone at an empty space, casually adjusting the exposure value as if it were a professional habit, he asked:
"Coming to Hangzhou for tourism?"
"It doesn't count."
Ma's mother also started chatting: "My daughter goes to school here."
The old man glanced at it twice and then asked, "Is the other one your son?"
Mama shook her head, but secretly praised herself – she had a sharp eye and could tell that Zhao Sun was a boy!
The old gentleman could not only tell that Zhao Xun was a man, but he could even see the surprise in Ma's mother's eyes.
He couldn't help but smile.
Ha, don't let my advanced age fool you, I've been to plenty of anime conventions, big and small, like Baima Lake and the International Convention Center—I'm not really interested in anime, I'm mainly here to take portraits.
However, there was still some contact with the culture of Xiaonanliang and cross-dressing.
He's no longer just an ordinary old man! He's a two-dimensional grandpa!!
“My daughter’s classmate,” said Ma’s mother.
The old man from the anime was stunned again.
The male student played with the daughter, and her parents accompanied her, even taking a group photo together.
The old man from the anime narrowed his eyes.
He could not only see Ma's mother's surprise, but also the unusual nature of their relationship!
"Come on, young man, move a little closer to the young lady. Closer, yes, yes, like that—um, young man, don't just stare at the young lady, look at the camera—"
Zhao Xun thought to himself: "Damn you, you old bastard! Where have I been looking at big girls?!"
But he didn't dare say it aloud.
He definitely didn't watch it this time.
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