"Tsk tsk tsk! Nice scenery."
Song Ze sat on the roof of a two-story RV, gesturing with his hands to show the barbecue on the lawn and chatting with the people sitting under the parasols, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
He opened the paint box, picked up the paintbrush, and started painting at the easel in front of him.
Song En sat behind Song Ze, leaning back in his chair with his legs crossed, pushing up his glasses to read company documents.
He was reading documents peacefully in the RV, but Song Ze insisted on asking him to get on the roof with him. If he didn't, he would keep honking, which was so annoying.
“This angle is great!”
Song Ze gestured with his hands while drawing.
Song En looked at the document in his hand without even raising his eyelids, leaving Song Ze talking to himself.
"Second brother, third brother, come down and have barbecue."
Song Chi, standing under the parasol of the barbecue grill, put his hand to his mouth and shouted to Song En and Song Ze, who were sitting on the roof of the RV a few dozen meters away from them.
"You guys eat first, I just started painting." Song Ze, who was painting, replied loudly.
Song En pushed up his glasses and continued to read the documents.
It’s not that he wanted to wait for Song Ze, but as soon as he left, Song Ze would definitely start chattering again.
"We're all out having fun, why are you still looking at documents? Isn't the scenery nice?"
Song Ze turned around and said Song En.
"Draw quickly."
Song En urged as he lowered his head to look at the document.
"I know, it's so long-winded."
"I was afraid you'd be bored, so I kindly asked you to come up and talk. You're really ungrateful."
Song En was too lazy to reply to Song Ze and just flipped through the documents.
There were also parasols on the roof of the car, as well as a coffee table and fruit snacks.
They were all placed there by the small spherical robots, and are still floating beside Song En, quietly watching him read the documents.
"Little Ball, give me a bottle of water."
Song Ze, who was painting, shouted without turning his head.
Upon hearing this, the small spherical robot flew towards Song Ze and took out a bottle of water from the space.
Song Ze took the water and poured some into the palette.
He raised his hand holding the water, and the small spherical robot immediately took the bottle back into space and flew back to Song En.
Song Ze talks too much and will keep talking to it, so it’s better for it to follow Song En.
Song En, who was leaning on a chair with his legs folded, reading documents, picked up the water cup and took a sip.
He glanced at the lukewarm water and handed the cup to the spherical robot, "Put some ice in it."
The little ball robot responded to requests and put several ice cubes into the cup.
Song En withdrew his hand and stared at the small spherical robot.
The little spherical robot blinked at Song En, waiting for his instructions.
Song En didn't give any instructions. He sat on the roof of the car, enjoying the breeze and drinking ice water, all the while staring at the small spherical robot.
He originally wanted to take a small spherical robot back to the 1980s.
But Song Chi told him that he couldn't take the small ball robot away, so he could only feel regretful.
"Why, you've been single for so long that even a robot looks pretty?"
Song Ze turned around to get the paint box and saw Song En staring at the small ball robot motionlessly, and made fun of him rudely.
Song En rolled his eyes at Song Ze, put down his water cup and went back to looking at the documents.
"How boring."
Song Ze muttered, unscrewed the paint cap, and squeezed it into the palette.
Barbecue here.
"Give it to Mom and the others."
Lu Yanchen handed a plate of barbecue to Song Chi.
"Okay~"
Song Chi happily ran to the pavilion carrying the barbecue.
"Ouch, slow down, don't fall."
Old Mrs. Ouyang, who was sitting in the pavilion, reminded Song Chi.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm running very steadily."
Song Chi ran into the pavilion and put the barbecue on the stone table.
He licked his lips, stared at the barbecue on the plate, quickly took a skewer, took a bite, and ran away laughing.
"That kid really is, he just took it and ran away."
Song Jingwan smiled and handed the skewers to Lu Lan and Jiang's mother.
Lu Lan responded with a smile, "Lively and energetic, how wonderful!"
Aunt Mei, "Children should smile more and move more."
Old Madam Ouyang suppressed her laughter and said, "Xiao Chi can laugh all day long, as happy as a little bird."
Everyone agreed and smiled quietly.
Mother Jiang was eating barbecue and listening to what Old Lady Ouyang and the others were saying, and she unconsciously looked at the lawn in the distance.
What caught my eye was his son who was grilling meat silently with his head down, while others were talking and laughing.
Jiang's mother was worried for no reason.
They were worried that their eldest son was quiet and wouldn’t be able to fit in with their husband-husband circle.
Just as she was starting to worry, Chu Fei came back and kissed and hugged Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng looked up and said something to Chu Fei, and his face seemed to be very red.
It was the first time that Jiang's mother saw her eldest son with that kind of expression, and she was a little stunned.
Usually, the eldest son is very steady in front of them, doesn't talk much, and doesn't smile often.
But when the eldest son was with Chu Fei, he looked angry and his face became redder and redder.
"Those two kids have a great relationship."
Old Mrs. Ouyang told Jiang's mother not to worry.
Grandma Jiang, who was sitting next to Old Lady Ouyang, patted the back of Jiang's hand and said, "Xiaofeng is doing well now, don't worry."
Jiang's mother sniffed, her voice choking. "That child has never been so relaxed around us."
How could Grandma Jiang not see it?
When my eldest grandson is at home, he is always worried about not having enough food at home and is nervous all day long.
"It's all over."
Grandma Jiang patted the back of Jiang's mother's hand again.
"Um."
Jiang's mother wiped her tears.
She believed that her eldest son's life would get better and better.
Why are you crying suddenly?
Jiang Feng, standing in front of the barbecue grill, looked towards the pavilion with a face full of worry.
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