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    After Feng Yimin finished moving the things, he went to help his father unload the goods. When the father and son returned home, Mrs. Feng and Su Wan had prepared tea for them, and there were more than a dozen snacks and snacks on the table, waiting for them.  Go and eat.

    Mengmeng has also woken up. She is sitting in the main room swinging her legs and eating a piece of pastry in her hand. The eldest baby and the second baby are also eating around.

    Mengmeng raised her head and saw her dad. Her cute little face was full of admiration. There were still cake crumbs on her mouth, so she anxiously offered her treasure and said: "Dad, I bought you a lot of food. Hurry up."  Come and eat."

    Feng Yimin really missed his daughter. He hadn¡¯t seen her for so many days, so he walked forward quickly, held Mengmeng in his arms, spun around in circles, and pricked her face with the stubble on his chin.

    "My dear daddy, you miss daddy so much. Is the south fun? Go out with your grandparents and have fun, right? Do you miss daddy?"

    "Hahaha, hahaha" Mengmeng kept laughing excitedly and said in a particularly soft voice: "I miss my dad and I miss my mom too. The south is so fun, there are so many delicious food, and there are Hong Kong people.  "

    Feng Yimin is no stranger to the South, but he is very happy to tease his daughter: "Hey, have you seen Hong Kong people? What do Hong Kong people look like? Can we Mengmeng see clearly?"

    "Well," Mengmeng nodded her little head seriously, "Hong Kong people look like us. Grandpa said they are all Chinese. I also ate Hong Kong dim sum in Shenzhen. It was delicious. I will bring it to you.  Come on, come and try if it tastes good."

    Feng Yimin's heart felt as sweet as drinking honey, and he said in a daze: "The things we bought from Mengmeng must be delicious."

    He sat down with Mengmeng in his arms, and then noticed the Kung Fu tea set on the table. Feng Yimin had never seen this thing before, and immediately asked in confusion: "Mom, why do you use such a small cup to hold tea? Do you drink too much?"  It¡¯s satisfying, but you still have to drink it from a big bowl to enjoy it.¡±

    Mrs. Feng held the small tea cup, raised her orchid fingers, and said very elegantly: "What big bowl do you use? Only rough people do that. Of course you have to use a small tea cup to make Kung Fu tea. What we drink is culture. Guangzhou people are all  I love drinking like this.¡±

    Mrs. Feng pointed to the tea set on the table and said: "I spent a lot of money to buy this set of teapots and teacups. They are absolutely authentic Yixing purple clay teapots, which are perfect for making tea. I heard from the shop owner that this set is perfect for making tea."  The old master of the tea set is quite famous, what's his nameRen Ganting? It seems to be that name, but look, there is someone else's signature under the pot, so it's not cheap."

    She didn¡¯t tell Feng Yimin that he hadn¡¯t noticed that the workmanship of this tea set was extremely exquisite. The teapot looked like an incense burner, and the body of the teapot was carved with delicate patterns of flowers and birds. It was so vivid and had an indescribable beauty.

    As for those small teacups, they are even more exquisite and cute. One of the smallest teacups is even engraved with patterns and written on it. It looks as good as a toy.

    There was tea in the cup, and white smoke slowly floated away. I don¡¯t know why, but when he saw the white smoke, Feng Yimin¡¯s heart suddenly calmed down.

    He imitated everyone else, clumsily picked up the small tea cup, raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp. He exhaled and said, "It tastes good. This tea is very fragrant. Mom, please give me another cup."

    Mrs. Feng asked him to sit down, made him another cup of tea, and said very proudly: "Of course this tea is delicious. It costs more than a hundred yuan per pound. If you try these pastries again, they are all cute."  Meng specially picked it. She is a filial child and wants to buy you any delicious food she encounters in Guangzhou. What a thoughtful child."

    Feng Yimin was so moved that he picked up a piece of pastry with great happiness and gnawed it with great reluctance. He ate very slowly, as if he was carefully savoring his daughter's thoughts. After he finished, he smiled very lovingly and said:  "This pastry is so delicious. It is the best pastry my father has ever eaten in his life. Thank you Mengmeng."

    Mengmeng was also very happy. She looked at her family eating snacks, as if she had done something great.

    Feng Yimin ate a few snacks before he remembered and asked, "Dad, did your trip to the south go well?"

    Old man Feng held a small cup in his hand and said slowly: "It went well. Your mother and I bought a lot of goods. We also met a noble man on the train. He is a big cadre from Beijing. He is looking after us old people and children. Take a seat."  The train was too hard, and they even found a box for us. We slept comfortably on the train for one night and arrived in Guangzhou the next day."

    Feng Yimin said with great gratitude: "This man is really nice. We must thank him when we have the opportunity. Dad, do you know who this man is? We can send something to him in Beijing."

    Old man Feng said with some emotionIt's all strung together with pearls. Its shape is like two peach blossoms put together, with five pearl petals. Even the stamens in the middle are strung out of very small pearls. If it weren't for it  The color is white, and Mengmeng would think it is a real peach blossom.

    She covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Wow, it looks good. Thank you, Brother Rui. I like it so much."

    "As long as you like it," Brother Rui pursed his lips and smiled, not forgetting to remind: "There is a pin at the back, be careful not to get stuck by it when you use it."

    "Okay." Mengmeng put the pearl peach blossom into her pocket, took out something from it, and said very preciously: "Brother Rui, let me show you my rabbit."

    The white porcelain rabbit was only half the size of Mengmeng's hand. Its two front paws were together, its ears were raised high, and its whole body was shining with a warm porcelain light. It squatted quietly in Mengmeng's hand.  It was as white as her little hands.

    "Isn't it cute?" Mengmeng touched the rabbit.

    Brother Rui looked at Mengmeng for a while, then looked at the rabbit for a while, nodded and said: "It's so cute, like Mengmeng."

    Mengmeng corrected her seriously: "I am not a rabbit, I am Mengmeng."

    "Yes, yes, of course you are cute. I mean, this rabbit is so cute. You are even cuter than the rabbit."

    When Brother Rui said this, his eyes were extremely sincere.

    Mengmeng said happily: "Really? Hehe, brother Rui, this rabbit is given to you, you have to protect it well."

    "Give it to me?" Brother Rui was so happy that he held the rabbit and grinned, saying solemnly: "Don't worry, sister, I will take good care of it."

    Mengmeng saw her friends and had a lot to say, so she suggested: "Let's go out and play. I still have a lot of food at home. Brother Rui, let me tell you, there is Baiyun Mountain in Guangzhou" (Remember  Website address: www.hlnovel.com
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