Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 1009 1009. Watermelon Popsicle

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It’s winter, eat popsicles?

Song Tan was walking to the parking lot and looked sideways at Qiao Qiao: "Do you eat watermelon popsicles?"

Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up: "I also want to eat ice cream!"

Song Tan: ...That's okay. It's hard for the child. He went out to work for two or three days and didn't eat anything delicious.

"I'll get off at the Golden Arches and buy one for you later."

Qiao Qiao paused and asked, "Buy two, and I'll treat my pretty brother to one."

Song Tan was helpless: "Okay, okay - why don't you treat me to one?"

Qiaoqiao nodded: "Okay, I'll buy it for you."

Song Tan: ...Why does it seem like something is wrong?

When they arrived at the parking lot, Master Li nodded after hearing the request: "If we want to get the ice cream to Wanheyuan, we might as well stay at the same place as last time. There is a golden arch in front of it."

By the way, he said coquettishly: "What's the name of your store? I haven't tasted anything today. I really want to buy some to try..."

Song Tan nodded and readily asked Qiao Qiao to connect. As for whether there is anything in the store... Well, it's not that they don't sell this, it's just that there's nothing they can do about it, right?

Master Li never thought that someone would waste money without making any money. He only fantasized about being extravagant this time. Should he spend a thousand or 2,000? I feel great every time I drive the car.

It was not yet three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was rare that there was no traffic in the Imperial Capital. When we arrived at Wanhe Garden smoothly, it was only four o'clock.

The car stopped at the Golden Arches. Qiao Qiao happily opened the door to buy ice cream. Song Tan waited patiently for a while and saw him coming back holding two small cones.

……two? !

Her eyes widened, and she heard Qiaoqiao urging: "Uncle, hurry up! I'm afraid it will melt."

Then he said to Song Tan: "Sister, two cones will be discounted! One is six yuan, two are nine yuan, and three are fifteen yuan. Three is not cost-effective, so let's eat one for two of us!"

He thought for a while and then imitated Song Tan's usual tone: "Good boy, let's eat watermelon popsicles later."

Good, good, good, good!

Song Tan never expected that the boomerang would hit him! She didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then why don't you give the other one to me? Your beautiful brother has already made his own popsicles, so he definitely won't eat them."

"That's different."

Qiaoqiao handed the cone to her: "Sister, take a lick first."

Then he said: "The popsicles are different from this. Sister, didn't you say that there should be reciprocity? In this case, if my brother gives me popsicles, I will also give him ice cream."

After thinking for a while, he looked at the three watermelons in the back seat and added: "The watermelon is to compensate for the damage it broke last night. It doesn't count."

Song Tan instantly became sour and said quietly, "Then why don't you buy four and give one to Uncle Li?"

Qiao Qiao shook her head instantly: "No, no! Uncle, you can't eat while driving! It's very dangerous!"

"And if my uncle eats it without driving, my brother's ice cream will melt."

Song Tan looked complicated: "You are quite thoughtful."

Master Li was listening to the chat between the siblings and he was cheerful at the moment: "Yes, yes, yes, we have a rule, you can't eat while driving."

Then he pointed to the recorder: "It's monitored."

Qiao Qiao also became proud: "Teacher Xin taught me this! I've remembered it all - sister, take a bite quickly! It's going to melt."

Song Tan sighed and wanted to stop eating, but the child's eyes were still filled with anticipation. She had no choice but to take a bite of the cone quickly, and then waved her hand: "Your beautiful brother is here."

Looking out through the car window, he saw Lu Chuan standing on the side of the road carrying a bag. This time he was wearing a black down jacket, a beige half-turtle collar cashmere sweater, ordinary jeans and casual shoes.

The black peaked cap was still buckled on the top of his head, and his face was completely covered, with only a pair of thick black eyebrows and bright eyes exposed.

She is tall and tall, and her figure alone is particularly attractive.

Qiaoqiao opened the car door: "Brother!"

Seeing him getting out of the car, the ends of his eyes were slightly curved, his brows were straightened, and he was obviously smiling: "Qiao Qiao."

Qiaoqiao quickly raised her feet: "Look! Does it look good if I put it on?"

"Yeah." Lu Chuan looked at it carefully and then laughed: "It looks good. It looks like you look good."

Qiaoqiao became proud: "I think it looks great too - here, brother, this cone is delicious. One for me and one for you."

Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment, then took the small cone that was about to melt: "Thank you for your hard work. I haven't eaten this for several years. Thank you Qiao Qiao."

After saying that, he took off his mask, lowered his head and took a bite.

The most common cones use the most basic ingredients. The taste of fresh milk and condensed milk is not objectionable, but is delicate and silky.

A small cone was held by his slender fingers. At this moment, the two of them were standing together eating. Song Tan was just about to move the watermelon, so he couldn't help but raise his phone when he saw it.

"Crack!"

She subconsciously took a photo, and when she saw Lu Chuan looking over, she quickly showed the camera: "Look, you two are quite similar - can you keep it? No, I will delete it."

Lu Chuan turned his head and looked over, and saw in the camera lens that the setting sun, which was hidden behind the tall building, only had a ray of light behind it, reflecting on the white snow on the branches on the street behind them, melting into a hazy brilliance.

Their faces were not clearly distinguishable under the backlight, but the angle was subtle, and their fingers were particularly white against the black down jacket.

Obviously in this winter, the atmosphere is obviously a bit depressing. But it happened that the two of them were holding the same cone, and Qiao Qiao was still opening her mouth to bite it, and that vivid emotion instantly filled the scene.

Lu Chuan watched it quietly for a while and slowly started to smile: "The photo is very good. Send me a photo later."

Qiao Qiao finished the crispy shell of the cone in two or two bites, then came over and said, "Wow! Brother is taller than me!"

"Yeah." Lu Chuan nodded: "I'm 1.85 meters tall."

Qiao Qiao became proud: "I've grown taller too! I'm 1.81 meters! So tall! Taller than Brother Wu Lei."

There is no comparison with Brother Yan Ping. He is tall and strong, probably even taller than Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan also finished his cone and now carried the bag from the roadside:

"Four watermelons cracked yesterday. It would be too much of a waste to eat them in a hurry, so I cut the watermelons into diced pieces and made ice cream with milk. I also squeezed the juice to make some popsicles. You can take some with you to eat on the way back."

"You shouldn't feel cold if you eat this in a car with a dry air conditioner."

He said it thoughtfully, but Qiaoqiao became annoyed: "I'm sorry, brother, it's all my fault for pinching the snowball and letting it go."

"It doesn't matter." Lu Chuan was very free and easy: "If it hadn't been cracked, I might not have been willing to make ice cream... I tasted it, and it was delicious."

Song Tan is also very interested - their family eats it directly all summer, how can they be so leisurely and carefree that they make all these bells and whistles?

What's more, they were appraised last night, and the Lu Chuan in front of him was clearly very skilled.

So she was looking forward to it: "Okay, I'll eat it later."

Update one.