Su Qingjia took the opportunity to organize his thoughts while putting on his clothes.
First, her name was Su Qingjia. This was when she was eight years old. There was no need to prove it.
Secondly, her father was Su Jingkang, named after the shame of Jingkang. He was a Chinese citizen and his Spanish name was Vicnete. He was currently working at the Chinese embassy in Barcelona, Spain. Well, as for her position, forgive her for not remembering much about her childhood.
Third, her mother was Ming Ling, a beautiful woman of mixed Chinese and Western descent. She was a piano teacher and her Spanish name was Ana. Yes, she had just met her.
Walking down the stairs, Su Qingjia looked around the small villa. It was a typical Spanish building, romantic and unrestrained, with a delicate mind. Yes, he loved the murals on the roof and the small garden that came with it.
"Qingjia, come and have breakfast." Su Jingkang was holding a newspaper. His job overseas required him to understand the local affairs.
Little Beauty Su lifted one corner of her skirt with both hands and made a very ladylike etiquette."Handsome Mr. Su, buenosdias!”(Good morning)
Su Jingkang took off his hat in return. Of course, he didn't wear a hat. But it didn't matter. He was handsome.
“Buenosdias!”(Good morning)
Mr. Su's smile was very pleasing to the eye. Ming Ling was already smitten by him.
When Su Qingjia sat down on the stool, he said," Mom and Dad, let's eat."”Only then did Ming Ling react. Her face was as red as a passionate red rose in the garden.
Su Jingkang glanced at him without batting an eyelid. The smile in his eyes betrayed the young diplomat. Well, it seemed that his charm had not decreased.
Su Qingjia ate her breakfast silently, trying not to make a sound so as not to burst the pink bubble that was about to drown her.
He poked the Matcha cake on his plate and reluctantly accepted the fact that he had to start over for the sake of this delicious cake.
Of course, it would be better if he could not be a third wheel now.
This pair of parents were making eyes at each other. The air was so sweet that she was about to get sick of it. She was not a real child!
Oh my god, I'm going to be in a daze again.
*
Su Jingkang went out to work.
Barcelona was the second largest city in Spain. It was located in the northeastern part of the Iberian Peninsula, bordering the Mediterranean Sea. The climate was warm and suitable, and it was known as the " Flower of Europe." It had a large population and many immigrants from all over the world. The Chinese people also yearned for this beautiful city, so the work of the embassy was not leisurely.
Mingling was born in Madrid. Her mother was a Spanish beauty, Sonia. She knew how to dance Flamenco and was passionate about love.
During a gathering, Sonia met Ming Yu, a man from the mysterious East. The two fell in love and couldn't stop themselves. Sonia was born into the upper class and was the most sought after Spanish rose. Fortunately, Mingyu was outstanding enough and Sonia was an only daughter who didn't marry anyone. Otherwise, it would have been another Rose Jack drama.
Ming Ling, who was of mixed blood, had a bright smile like the Mediterranean sun, but also contained the reserved shyness of the East. She had two older brothers, so Ming Ling did not have any pressure in the family.
She used to be a member of a famous Spanish orchestra. When she performed in China, she fell in love with Su Jingkang, who was born in a family of ambassadors. On this point, Ming Ling perfectly inherited her Spanish mother. She never gave up and finally plucked this noble flower. For the sake of her husband's career, Ming Ling gave up her job in the orchestra and accompanied Su Jingkang to live in various countries.
Half a year ago, Su Jingkang applied to be transferred to the Chinese Embassy in Barcelona, Spain. Ming Ling was so happy that she rewarded her husband with a good meal.
As for how to reward him, cough cough, it was a private matter in the room.
Back in the familiar Iberian Peninsula, the Mediterranean wind was sweet.
Ming Ling was a music teacher at a nearby middle school.
Su Qingjia came to Spain from China half a year ago. In order to adapt to the new environment, her family decided to let her stop school for a year. In addition, Su Qingjia had already completed her primary education in China. As long as she could keep up with the language, her studies would not be a problem.
It was Su Qingjia's piano time in the morning. Ming Ling was her first piano teacher. Su Qingjia, who was sitting on a chair at the age of three, could already play a lot of songs.
Su Qingjia chose the " Puppy Waltz " and nodded at Mingling. Then, she started playing.
She was still young, and her fingers had not developed well. However, her fingers were slender, smooth, and fair. When she opened them, they had a large span. She was born with excellent conditions.
The tone of this song was lively and bright, like a puppy chasing its tail, constantly making small circles on the spot, with confusion and a little annoyance.
The song was very simple, but Su Qingjia started to get distracted as he played it.
Ming Ling was arranging flowers at the side. She cut off a little of the stem of the Chinese bellflower with scissors, sharpened it, and found a position to insert it. Accompanied by music, Ming Ling's movements were as elegant as a dance.
A musician's ears could always capture small emotions. Even though Ming Ling had not yet become a musician, she could still hear the confusion and confusion in her daughter's music, as well as many complicated emotions that she could not recognize.
It was clearly a simple song, so why did Bella have so many emotions?
Ming Ling didn't disturb Su Qingjia, but her eyes were full of concern.
Su Qingjia was reminiscing about her past life. It was not a long time, but it was not a short time.
It was difficult for anyone to accept that they had returned to their childhood. Although Su Qingjia was an optimistic person and always maintained a good attitude of " when the boat comes to the bridgehead ", the memories of the past thirty years could not be erased.
It was like ink on rice paper.
Some were strong, some were light, some were colorful, and some were freehand.
It was a mark that could never be removed.
Life is a journey, how much sorrow and resentment.
Unknowingly, the song had ended.
Su Qingjia's hand stopped in mid-air and she woke up. She looked up and saw Ming Ling's eyes. It was a mother's loving gaze.
After a pause, Su Qingjia smiled brightly at his mother.
The familiar " City in the Sky " poured out from her fingertips.
No matter what, life had to go on. Now I took out a piece of chocolate from the chocolate can. I didn't know if it was good or bad, but at least it was sweet.
Perhaps, in the future, every pill I take out will be very sweet.
Life was always lived by people.
Ming Ling didn't know what happened to her daughter. At that moment, it was as if her daughter had grown up. Her eyes became clear and her temperament became ethereal. She was like a wise man who had understood the true meaning of life and understood Zen.
However, from the sound of the zither, this change did not seem too bad.
Ming Ling raised her eyebrows and slowly spun the flower basket. Oh, she still needed a water lily.
*
Su Qingjia quickly adapted to the new, no, the old pace of life. While adapting, Su Qingjia discovered a major problem.
Perhaps it was because she had become smaller, but she had started to become very childish for no reason!
It was simply intolerable!
Hey, have you ever seen a 30-year-old woman watching cartoons all day? Have you ever seen a 30-year-old leftover woman waiting for her parents 'praise every day?
Oh, Doak, she's an intellectual. How can she be so childish!
"Qingjia's handwriting today is really good. It's elegant and beautiful. Yes, Grandpa will definitely praise you!”Su Jingkang kissed her on the forehead and stroked her head.
After Su Jingkang walked away, she still hadn't reacted.
So handsome, so handsome, so handsome (* *)~
Su Qingjia rubbed his tender little red face hard. He could be kissed by the handsome Su and the beautiful Ming every day. What was a little childish? These benefits were awesome! I really enjoyed it ~~~
It was about to ripple ~
Ming Ling saw her daughter's happy face (Are you sure you're not a fangirl?），She was so delicate and cute that he couldn't help but give her a kiss on the cheek.
Su Qingjia went back to his room with his feet fluttering.
Oh, Mommy's kiss was still the fragrance of roses.
That's why you don't understand the world of beauty lovers.
After washing up, Su Qingjia stared at himself in the mirror for a long time, thinking about a major event in his life.
As a mixed-blood, although she didn't mingle much, she still had a unique appearance. She couldn't embarrass Handsome Su and Beauty Ming, right?
From the perspective of her previous life, she shouldn't have been crippled, but what about this life?
Su Qingjia painfully thought about the consequences of being disabled and realized that the consequences were too serious. This concubine really couldn't do it.
No, a beauty must be nurtured from a young age.
The first thing he had to do was to protect his eyesight.
Although many people had praised her big misty eyes and she liked them, she didn't want to, okay? It was all caused by her shortsightedness. If it was possible, she would still like her crystal clear amber eyes.
Now that he was starting over, it seemed like this could happen.
Su Qingjia ran back to the bed and took out an exquisite password book from the bedside.
" First, you have to protect your eyesight. Second, you have to grow taller. The goal is to be above 1.68…"
"What else?" Su Qingjia thought for a moment and rubbed his chest with his chubby hands.
"Big breasts…"
A thousand pieces of friendship is not as good as four liang of breast. Chest was not the only standard to measure a beauty, but chest was a necessary standard for a beauty.
Su Qingjia thought about it again after writing down the goal. He decided to write down the secret recipes that he had studied in his previous life, learned from others, and read in books. It was nothing. He was afraid of forgetting them.
Besides, she was still young. She could try these recipes one by one.
After writing this, Su Qingjia happily put away the notebook and lay on the bed with a silly smile.
Puedoentrar (May I come in?）Ming Ling knocked on the door.
“Vale.”Su Qingjia flipped it over and took the milk from Ming Ling.“Gracias.”(Thank you)
"You're welcome, my baby. Daddy wants to talk to you about something tonight. Baby, can I?”Mingling grew up with a western education and got along with her children more like sisters.
Su Qingjia blinked her amber eyes like Ming Ling's, and her eyelashes were like small brushes." Sure, what's the matter?"”
Ming Ling flicked her daughter's nose." You'll know when Daddy comes up." She blinked her left eye." It should be fun."”
Su Qingjia buried herself in her mother's arms and chuckled, feeling the soft touch from her important parts.
“Buenasnoches! My little princess." (Good evening)
Su Jingkang took the glass of milk from his daughter." Daddy and the uncles are going to the orphanage nearby to visit the children tomorrow. Does Qingjia want to go with Daddy?”
"Will I disturb Daddy's work?" Su Qingjia raised her head, and her large amber eyes made Su Jingkang's heart melt.
" I won't." Su Jingkang carried Qingjia over, and his voice softened." My Qingjia is so cute. Why would she disturb Daddy?" Daddy will bring you to meet some friends. What do you think?”
Su Qingjia rolled her eyes and thought for a moment." Then it's settled, Dad. Remember to bring Qingjia along tomorrow."”
Su Jingkang extended his little finger." Pinky swear."”
"Pinky swear."
"Then baby, sleep early today." Ming Ling asked Su Jingkang to put her daughter on the bed and cover her with a blanket. "Good night."
"Good night."
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