The rebirth of a small town, starting from birth

Chen Bing turned around and saw that the person who called him was Chen Shichao who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"There are a lot of things in the trunk of the car. Can you help me take some?"

Chen Bing, who has always been known for his hard work, agreed to Chen Shichao's request.

He thought to himself, how much can you buy in one trip?

Then, he followed Chen Shichao to move three times.

"Old Chen, how can you buy so much?"

Looking at Liu Yue and the other two who were happily chatting on the sofa, Chen Bing panted and questioned Chen Shichao in a low voice.

The father, who had a bit of dignity, waved his hand at his son and explained: "Just buy whatever you like. The family is not short of money now."

Chen Bing rolled his eyes at the other party and said nothing more.

"You and Yueyue definitely can't buy so many things. Are you buying anything for me?"

Although Chen Bing is already a mature adult, liking new things is definitely a common hobby of human beings. So, after seeing so many exquisite gift bags and gift boxes, Chen Bing was somewhat excited.

"Ask Yueyue, I can't recognize these. She bought all your things, I'm just responsible for paying." After saying this, Chen Shichao walked to the water dispenser and drank cup after cup of tea. Looking at him like this, he was obviously exhausted from moving things.

Without paying any attention to him, Chen Bing trotted to Liu Yue and asked if there was anything she bought for herself.

Chen Bing's words reminded Liu Yue, and she stood up and took out one of the gift bags accurately. When she opened it, it turned out to be a very nice, high-end and expensive children's clothing.

"I bought it for you, go and try it to see if it fits you."

"Thank you, mom." For the sake of this dress, Chen Bing rarely called out sweetly, which Liu Yue loved to hear.

Then, before he left to try on clothes, he saw Liu Yue waving at Shang Yunmiao, and then took out toys and clothes from the bags and boxes one by one.

Barbie dolls, exquisite music boxes, a complete set of children's painting tools...

Cardigans, beautiful shirts, small skirts, small dresses, cheongsams, Hanfu... all kinds of colorful clothes almost fascinated Chen Bing.

First of all, such a small size can be ruled out as being bought for adults, and secondly, such a fancy style can basically be ruled out as being bought for oneself.

So...

"Yunmiao~ Do you like these clothes?"

Before Shang Yunmiao could say anything, Yunxuan hurried forward and said something like "Can't accept", "Too expensive", "Leave it to Chen Bing".

Chen Bing could understand the first two sentences, but what did the latter sentence mean? Teacher Yun. I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry. Go over the words in your mind before you say it, okay, hehe!

Although Yunxuan was embarrassed, she had to accept these gifts on behalf of her daughter after Liuyue's well-reasoned persuasion.

No girl doesn't like new clothes, and Shang Yunmiao is no exception.

No girl doesn't like dress-up games, and Liuyue and Yunxuan are no exception.

With the ownership of the clothes already decided, the two mothers looked at each other and tacitly took Shang Yunmiao to the room to play dress-up games.

When Liuyue was choosing clothes, she was looking forward to changing clothes for the super cute Shang Yunmiao.

Although Chen Bing also wanted to play this game, after all, gender was here. It would be a bit strange for a grown man to play dress-up games with girls.

Of course, not being able to change clothes for Shang Yunmiao was also a little related to being afraid of being scolded as a shrimp head.

In summary, Chen Bing had to stay in the living room obediently and admire Shang Yunmiao's appearance after wearing new clothes one by one.

Because every piece is very beautiful, Chen Bing couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to take a photo of Shang Yunmiao whenever she came out.

But the pixels of mobile phones in this era are generally poor, and they can only capture less than one percent of Shang Yunmiao's cuteness in reality.

It's not that my photography skills are problematic, it's just that the pixels of the mobile phone are too poor.

It seems that it's time to buy a camera to record life.

When Chen Bing's thoughts came to this, he suddenly had an idea about the content of the ninth item of his goal list.

Why not...

9. Use a camera to record every bit of your growth.

...

The above is the reason why Chen Bing went to violin lessons and brought a camera.

"Because I thought about it, if a beautiful girl like you, teacher, can't take more photos at the youngest and most beautiful age, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Chen Bing, who was caught by the violin teacher and took a camera to take photos everywhere during practice time, was in a hurry.

Hearing this, Su Miaomiao loosened her hand that was pinching Chen Bing's ear and began to rub his fluffy and round head.

"So that's what you think. You're so good. I really love you so much." Su Miaomiao said these words, and her hands unconsciously climbed up Chen Bing's cheeks and rubbed his tender little face.

"Okay, then show the camera to the teacher, let me see how you take the picture, whether you can capture the teacher's youth and beauty."

"Uh... Is there a possibility, teacher? I just haven't started to take the picture yet." Chen Bing rubbed his pinched cheeks and said this while backing away with a guilty conscience.

"Oh? Then why did you say that just now? Are you trying to coax the teacher?" Su Miaomiao squinted her eyes, with a fake smile on her face.

Squinting eyes are all monsters.

In order not to be punished by the strange aunt, Chen Bing had to tell lies with his eyes open.

"Because you are so beautiful, I don't know when to take a picture."

It must be said that children do have some privileges. If this were said by an ordinary person, it would probably only receive a greasy comment, instead of making Su Miaomiao quite happy like now.

She is not a fool. She certainly knows what Chen Bing took pictures of with the camera, but she can't resist the sweet words of this innocent child.

"Slippery little rascal, go get your violin, I want to hear if you have made any progress recently." Su Miaomiao patted Chen Bing's head gently and said to him with a smile.

Knowing that the matter of running around with a camera during practice time was over, Chen Bing breathed a sigh of relief and went to retrieve his violin in the practice room.

"Okay, let's start." After seeing Chen Bing come back, Su Miaomiao sat on a small stool and waved to him.

The soft yellow light from the roof shone on the violin, and the surface of the violin was covered with classical colors. Chen Bing stood up straight, looked at Su Miaomiao across from him, then took a deep breath, put the bow on the strings, and began to play Viotti's Concerto No. 23.

The first note sounded, like a ray of dawn, breaking the silence. Then, the melody surged like a tide, full of power and passion.

The small fingers danced on the strings, the bow jumped like an elf, and every note was given life. As the music progressed, the music showed complex techniques and changing emotions.

The fast scales and gorgeous ornaments showed the superb skills that Chen Bing had practiced over the years. After the passionate passage, there was a gentle and lyrical melody, weeping and intoxicating.