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Chapter 128 Huihui's Magic Bottle(1/2)

In the cloudy sky, a huge red sun slowly sank into the sea.

The dreamy golden color in the sky in the distance also made the sea surface sparkling. The evening breeze blew across Yuan Jia's face, making him feel very cool.

The fascinating thing about sunset is that even if it is repeated mechanically every day, different clouds and clouds will always give the inevitable event of sunset a dreamlike randomness.

Yuan Jia was holding a skewer of barbecued meat in his hand, and whether it was the charcoal fire or the reflection of the setting sun, his face turned orange.

Facing the sea, watching the surging waves and the bright moon about to rise on the sea.

"Wow! Teacher Yuan, you bake so well!"

Several girls took the kebabs handed over by Yuan Jia, and they all praised them after tasting them.

Compared to other students' roasts, Yuan Jia's cooking skills are simply excellent. The meat is just tender and tender, the seasoning is moderate, and the smell of charcoal fire penetrates into the meat, making it delicious.

Yuanhui is still tinkering with her sand castle.

It has already been built to be as tall as her. She said that it will be built as a two-story building. She will live on the first floor and Ika will live on the second floor.

She was so addicted to playing with the sand that she didn't even bother to eat dinner, so Yuan Jia had to bring some meat skewers over for her to eat.

"Let's take a rest. Do you want to try the meat skewers grilled for my brother?"

"Leave ten for me!"

"If you don't come over, there will be no more."

"..."

Huihui raised her butt and was digging a hole there. Based on the lesson she learned last time, she planned to build the basement outside the castle.

After digging and digging, I found something hard and slippery.

What is this...

Huihui quickly dug out all these things.

It turned out to be a green glass bottle with no label on it, and the mouth of the bottle was tightly plugged with a plastic stopper.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

Huihui clucked, like a hen that had just laid an egg.

"Um?"

Yuanjia was speechless when she saw the stupid sister running over excitedly holding a glass bottle. Huihui had picked up a lot of good things just at the beach today.

Some exquisite conches, some exquisite shells, some exquisite pebbles, two gold rings, a mobile phone...

"What is this..."

Yuanjia took the glass bottle that Huihui presented as a treasure and looked at it curiously.

"This must be a magic bottle!!"

Huihui said excitedly: "Brother, please open the cork quickly. There will definitely be a magic spirit coming out to fulfill our wishes!"

Yuan Jia chuckled, this was no magic bottle, it was clearly just an ordinary green glass bottle.

It looks like it has been buried for a long time. After all, the style of this bottle is too old-fashioned. It is estimated that it has been around for hundreds of years. The bottle mouth is sealed with an aging and hardened rubber stopper. As expected, rubber is difficult to degrade.

If the cork had been replaced, it would have corroded long ago.

“Eat skewers.”

"Uh-huh."

Huihui ate skewers and sat next to Yuanjia. Yuanjia was very tall and Huihui was very small. The brother and sister sat together on the beach, facing the sea, and the sunset dyed the whole world red.

This picture is very beautiful, so Wang Yalin quickly captured this scene.

Wow…

If this photo is slightly retouched, I'm afraid it could win a photography award. The composition is so beautiful.

Yuan Jia didn't know that he was secretly photographed by his assistant. He was concentrating on dealing with the glass bottle.

There seems to be a small note in the bottle. This is a drift bottle.

"So tight..."

Yuan Jia exhausted all her strength and fiddled with it for a long time, and finally took out the tight rubber plug.

"The magic elves are coming out!"

Huihui shouted, quickly covered her eyes and peeked through her fingers.

It's a pity that the magic elf didn't come out, but a small yellowed note came out.

Over time, the note has turned yellow and mottled, and the ink on it has penetrated the paper. The handwriting is very beautiful, but the writing is not in Chinese, but in English.

Huihui removed her little hand covering her eyes and moved closer to her brother curiously.

"Brother, what is this?"

Yuan Jia translated: "Oh~ dear friend from afar, congratulations on picking up a magic bottle."

Huihui was very excited and said proudly: "That's right! I just said this is a magic bottle!"

Yuan Jia was angry and funny. It seemed that the owner of the note was also a young child like Hui Hui.

"Dear distant friend, when are you there?"

"I'm in May and it's raining."

"The rain in May has stopped and the wind brought the brightness. Today's weather is really good."

"In the name of the magic bottle, I give you my happiness."

"I wish you a sunny day and happiness."

"After Anne Leonard listened to her brother reading the letter, Yuan Hui also became excited.

"Wow! It's really a magic bottle! I feel so happy now!"

Then she urged: "Brother, you have brought a pen. We need to reply to her quickly."

Yuan Jia smiled and said: "She is a magic bottle sent a hundred years ago, and I have not received any reply."

"ah……"

Huihui didn't know how long a hundred years was. She counted on her fingers and found that there were more than ten people as long as her age.

Yuanjia folded the note carefully, put it back into the glass bottle, and then sealed the bottle mouth with the rubber stopper.

"Now, keep it safe. This is the magic bottle that your friend named Annie from far away gave you a hundred years ago. She put her happiness that day into the bottle and sent it to you.

superior."

As Yuanjia talked, he also felt that this bottle was particularly meaningful.

I think this girl Anne must also be a very gentle person.

"Uh-huh!"

Huihui held the bottle as if it were a big treasure. She wanted to put it in her own treasure box and keep it well.

"Teacher Yuan! Come over and take a group photo together!"

Wang Yalin greeted him from a distance.

Yuan Jia took Hui Hui over to take a group photo.

At the warm invitation of his classmates, Yuanjia came to the middle of the front row. He squatted on one knee, and Huihui stood in front of him. He put his hands on his sister's shoulders, and then the classmates behind him or bent over

Waist up or standing, all 42 people appeared in the photo, smiling brightly and taking this group photo.

Maybe many years later, when everyone has gone their separate ways, I dug out this photo in my spare time, and looked at my former classmates and teachers, as well as this impressive outing, and my feelings at that time would be completely different.

Through today's interaction, the relationship between the students in the psychology class and Yuan Jia has become much closer.

Watch the sea together, walk together, play beach volleyball together, sing together, barbecue together...

Yuanjia is young and has an easy-going personality. Both boys and girls like him very much.

This close teacher-student relationship is of great benefit to both Yuanjia and the students.

At half past seven, everyone packed up their things, took away their trash, boarded the bus and set off back to southern Jiangsu.

The backpack on Yuanjia weighs more than ten kilograms, and it is all filled with various treasures that Huihui picked up.

"I want to give Qiao Sansan a large conch! I also want to give her a shell, and this, this... wow, is this stone good-looking?"

"nice."

"Well, give it to Qiao Sansan too."

Huihui sat by the window. Yuanjia helped her fasten her seat belt. Then she sat on the outside seat and the little girl began to count the trophies.

These are all beautiful shells she picked up. No one else could pick up as many beautiful shells as she picked up in one afternoon.

Huihui was very generous and started distributing gifts on the way.

She poked Wang Yalin who was sitting in front, took out a beautiful shell, and said crisply: "Sister, this is for you!"
To be continued...
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