"You can't say that this thing is really a bit like the turtle we picked up in the Summer Palace back then, A Can! Jason is your grandmother's pet!" Qin Shixi said slowly, "Your grandmother used to like this turtle the most."

Zhao Can nodded, "Aunt Qing has told me before. So, what is Aunt Qing giving you this turtle cake?"

"Has it!" Qin Shixi shook his head, "Don't forget the original intention! This old woman is still so stingy."

Mr. Qin said again: "Your grandmother and your aunt saved my younger brother Qin Shiting in the Demon City when they were young, so now I give this turtle cake to remind me that we owe her, don't forget it. Hahaha...how can you forget it?"

Zhao Can said nothing. Zhao Can was not interested in the story between them decades ago and back to the Republic of China period. Anyway, decades later, no one could tell what happened.

But after the meal, Qin Shixi finally spoke: "Is it okay to go to your grandmother's grave to worship tomorrow?"

"certainly."

"Well, then I'll settle down like this. I'm tired, so I won't go shopping anymore." Qin Shixi patted Zhao Can's shoulder and nodded with satisfaction, then took a special car with Mr. Ning to leave.

After leaving the special car, Wang Xiaohua asked Zhao Can: "Who is Mr. Qin's younger brother?"

"Oh, the prototype of "Sword" is that the second battalion commander pulled the Italian cannon over."

"Oh." Wang Xiaohua nodded and looked at Zhao Can: "You are okay, you have drunk so much wine again."

"It's okay, I've trained it all. By the way, your dad's wine... is so powerful!"

"What's the meaning?"

“No business.”

Aqiang opened the door of the back of the Phantom, and the two sat in and returned to the cake shop.

Aunt Qing had been waiting for a long time. When she saw the two of them coming back, Aunt Qing asked Mr. Qin with a smile what her reaction was when she saw the turtle.

Zhao Can said, "Aunt Qing is more mature. He is as old as a child, and he will be convinced. Mr. Qin said he is going to worship his grandmother, you won't mind."

"I won't mind kowtowing three times at that time."

"You old lady!"

"Why do you still want to hit the old man? Are you not afraid of lightning strikes?"

When leaving the cake shop, Aunt Qing pursed her lips, "This shop is not good, the decoration is poor, and the location is off. I sat there for more than an hour, and there were no two customers. Either they were closed or changed the floor. It was a waste of youth. Do you know the little flower?"

"I..." Xiao Huaxin said, "What's the point of changing me? This store is all owned by Zhao Can. My house is also owned by Zhao Can. The money used is all owned by Zhao Can. Except for the people who are not Zhao Can, everything belongs to Zhao Can.

"Oh! You can't bear to leave because of CC." Aunt Qing asked Zhao Can.

"Well, yes, that's it. It doesn't matter whether you make money or not. I can afford it. Don't worry about the old lady. Let's go, go home, and the dog hasn't eaten, so you must be hungry."

...

...

The next day, Zhao Can and Mr. Qin and his group went to worship Zhao Can's grandmother. Mr. Qin really knelt in front of the grave and kowtowed three times. Aunt Qing was very satisfied.

The opening ceremony officially begins in the evening.

Wu Kongkong's Shang Yanyan rehearsed Kunqu Opera for more than a month, and only 5 minutes to perform.

Zhao Can searched in the venue for a long time before Zhao Can maintained a continuous volunteer Lou Suwan, so the volunteers held hands to form a human wall.

The weather was snowflakes at the opening ceremony tonight, and the volunteers held hands. Naturally, without an umbrella, they stood in a row in a row, allowing the snowflakes to fall on their bodies and then melted, which was very cold.

After Zhao Can said hello to Wang Xiaohua and Xueer, he squeezed out of the stands and walked towards Lou Suwan with a smile.

Lou Suwan saw Zhao Can coming from afar, her eyes were very panicked, why are you doing? Go back quickly and don’t come over!

Zhao Can walked up to him with a smile, took off his coat and put it on Lou Suwan's shoulders in front of everyone, then opened the umbrella to make it snow for Lou Suwan, and the other one gently took off the snowflakes on Lou Suwan's head.

After feeding this wave of dog food, the volunteers and audience around him said they couldn't stand it.

Wu Kongkong on the stage glanced at him and continued to perform.

Lou Suwan was completely speechless, her face was flushed by the eyes of the people around her, and she whispered: "Zhao Can, what are you going to do? I'm working."

Although Lou Suwan was very brave in private, Lou Suwan was very shy in public at that time, but Zhao Can didn't think anything was wrong.

"I didn't affect you. You work and I'll keep you from snow."

"Everyone is watching, you go away."

"Don't talk."

“…”

Zhao Can glanced at Lou Suwan holding hands on the left side, and looked at the male volunteer on the right, as if he was holding Lou Suwan's little hand very tightly.

"It's very tightly." Zhao Can said.

Lou Suwan said: "What do you think of? You said it's work, but their hands are softer than yours."

"Yeah?"

"certainly."

Zhao Can kept standing in front of Lou Suwan holding an umbrella.

In such a huge stadium, besides the performances on the stage, there is a volunteer who maintains order. There is a man holding an umbrella for the female volunteer.

Aunt Qing in the guest seat looked at Wu Kongkong on the stage, and then Zhao Can holding an umbrella there, smiling speechlessly. She really couldn't understand how her grandson would pay off her debt in the future!

Mr. Qin next to him looked, "Who is the girl holding an umbrella?"

Ning Liheng followed and looked at Aunt Qing, who was separated by Old Qin. Aunt Qing was unwilling to sit with Old Ning.

Aunt Qing said: "Acan's sister."

"Acan and his sister? That kind of sister, our opposite-sex brothers or sisters like you and Liheng?"

Aunt Qing glanced coldly, and Old Qin immediately did not dare to joke, and looked at the stage.

Ning Liheng smiled at Aunt Qing, not knowing what to say.

"Just laugh, just know how to laugh, am I ridiculous?"

"No, I haven't said it." Ning Liheng quickly stopped his smile and looked at the stage.

Volunteer area.

"Are you warmer?" Zhao Can asked.

Lou Suwan nodded: "Well, it's much better. Isn't it good to have so many people?"

"What's wrong with it? Do you want to be frozen into a sculpture by snow on such a cold day?"

"oh."

At this time, the camera close-up was placed here, Zhao Can, who was holding an umbrella and a girl with long hair wearing a boy's coat in front of her. The camera stayed for 5 seconds, but it caused the audience to be excited. This wave of dog food fed more than 40,000 people present, as well as all the viewers watching the live broadcast.

Everyone sighed that this is youth.

"Suwan, do you like this if I shelter you from the wind and rain?"

"I don't like it." Lou Suwan stuck out her tongue playfully, feeling warm.

Demon City.

Dabao has been familiar with Ning Ruan these days, and he has no choice but to mention the Buddha's atonement. At Wu Kongkong's home, he sat in the living room with Wu Kongkong and ate the whole family bucket and watched the live broadcast.

At first I thought the girl who sang Kunqu opera was good, and then I saw a close-up.

It was Zhao Can speechless.

In just five seconds, Ning Ruan wanted to get closer to see who the girl was, and she thought it was the camera that had left.

"Do you know Dabao?"

"Who?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, just that girl just now."

"Oh...sister, Mr. Zhao's sister."

"younger sister?"

"Well, Mr. Zhao's sister."

"Sister? No, the eyes of both of them seemed to be looking at their brother."

"Mr. Ning, you're thinking too much. Mr. Zhao is your fiancé."

"Your sister!" Ning Ruan swung her pillow and smashed Dabao.

Vivian at the Hengdian Hotel also saw this short five seconds.

Didi--

The group of best friends rang.

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Aire posted three pictures on social media with high-definition pictures of umbrellas taken by live viewers.
To be continued...