I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

"..."

Fu Yangxi suddenly pulled on such a **** in English, and instantly pulled Mingxi back from the fantasy world.

He Yang couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said to Ke Chengwen: "Are you all in the international class so sick?"

Ke Chengwen took advantage of Fu Yangxi's time to clean him up, and covered his mouth and whispered to He Yang: "It's true that I am the most normal, and I'm still a class grass."

He Yang: "..."

Forget it, she shouldn't expect anything.

There is no normal person.

Mingxi returned from the state of falling into a dream, got out of the car, and couldn't help holding his breath.

She looked at all the familiar but unfamiliar things in front of her, her adrenal hormones secreted very quickly, and her heart throbbed and thumped.

She looked at everyone and couldn't help asking: "Why are we here?"

Ke Chengwen said: "You don't have a parking apron in your town, so the plane drove to the city center first, and then Brother Xi packed two cars. We drove on the mud road for four hours before we got here."

Mingxi looked at Fu Yangxi.

It is difficult for her to describe how she felt at this time. It was like the coldest time when someone brought a charcoal fire and gathered clothes for her to tell her everything went well.

...

There is something in the throat that is churn, Mingxi wants to say something, but feels that it is too strange to say thank you at this time.

Fu Yangxi, with a sharp and sloppy breath of vitality, was as enthusiastically as a group of red, and he could be recognized at a glance in the crowd.

If Mingxi used to approach him purely for luck, now he is a very important person to Mingxi even if he doesn't have luck.

Very important. Mingxi quietly made this decision in his heart.

Being stared at by Zhao Mingxi, Fu Yangxi's face suddenly became hot.

"Ah, there is nothing difficult in the world, I'm afraid of the rich." Fu Yangxi tried her best to calmly, stroked her hair backwards with one hand, triumphantly, with a cool expression of "a piece of cake, I'm just doing it, you don't have to be too moved" Drag.

He took Zhao Mingxi's schoolbag out of the car with one hand.

As soon as I finished being proud, I heard Ke Chengwen complain suddenly: "I said, Brother Xi, you are really making up your mind. It wasn't a good day, but it happened that you ran in the middle of the night last night! Just after a rain, there was mud everywhere. , I almost fell apart. And Zhao Mingxi, how many catties are you? Brother Xi said that you are too heavy and we can't move it, so we have to—"

Fu Yangxi's ear roots turned red all of a sudden, and roughly interrupted him: "You talk a lot, don't you? Would you like to sign up for the one-million-word contest for an hour?"

Ke Chengwen: "..."

He Yang asked in surprise: "Is there really this game?"

Mingxi couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, go in, the wind is so strong here." Fu Yangxi glanced at Zhao Mingxi's white earlobe and urged.

Mingxi nodded, took a deep breath, was mentally prepared, and walked towards the dilapidated courtyard deep in the alley.

Fu Yangxi went around and said a few words to the two drivers.

There was the sound of the engine starting, and the two drivers quickly drove away from the bumpy road in the old car.

Jiang Xiuqiu fell at the end, **** his hands, the sweater collar wanted to cover his head, shivering from the cold, walked to Fu Yangxi and asked with a cold breath, "When will you ask them to come over?"

"Tomorrow at seven o'clock."

Jiang Xiuqiu said in a low voice: "Doesn't you want to spend the night here?"

Fu Yangxi glanced at Zhao Mingxi, who was walking in front, and said casually: "My little mask has finally come here, besides—" Fu Yangxi glanced left and right, and said in a low voice: "I checked, the green leather train going back every day It's only at seven in the morning."

"Wait." Jiang Xiuqiu's sleepy eyelids suddenly jumped: "Don't tell me to take the train when I go back. Where is the private plane when we came?!"

"We alarmed my grandfather's side as soon as we got off the plane." Fu Yangxi took out the phone and glanced at it: "Thirty-now fifty-two missed calls. I didn't answer them, so he cancelled my permission-what are you doing? , Jiang Xiuqiu, what is your face? Are you poisoned?"

"You're going to die." Jiang Xiuqiu said, "Look at how you can teach you when you go back to your house."

"That's my business." Fu Yangxi didn't take it seriously, and felt confident: "Look at the beautiful scenery here, if it weren't for me, you haven't had a chance to come out and see the great rivers and mountains of the motherland!"

Jiang Xiuqiu glanced at the poor countryside around him: "..."

That's really thank you, the prince.

Mingxi walked into the yard.

The familiar small bamboo tea table in the yard is gone. It is left in the corner under the eaves to put things away. No one has moved for a long time, leaving a layer of dust.

The window paper she had pasted on the glass window was removed, leaving only a mark.

The gardenia trees were gone, and the earth was covered with rough and crude marble bricks.

The earth-red courtyard wall was rebuilt.

To be precise, this area is not owned by Grandma and Mingxi, but by Aunt Li’s house next door. It used to be rented. After Grandma passed away, Aunt Li renovated the small yard.

Everything is right and wrong.

But Mingxi's mood was completely different from that of his previous life.

After her grandmother passed away in her previous life, she always came back alone every time she came back. Not to mention how desperate I felt when I came back after a terminal illness.

After walking through the crowd, I feel that no place is where I belong.

But this time, perhaps because there was a group of friends gagging around, the courtyard became lively.

Mingxi is also bright and cheerful, full of hope for the future.

Fu Yangxi walked over with her schoolbag, one hand in her pocket, and the other handed her a Yunnan Baiyao steam blindfold. Looking around, she just didn't look at her, pretending to be casual: "Apply it, your eyes are swollen. "

Mingxi unpacked the disposable eye mask and found that it was a steam eye mask with a hollow-out design, and the eyes could be exposed.

After she put it on, Fu Yangxi glanced at her.

Zhao Mingxi has fair skin, jet-black eyes, long dark eyelashes, and red eyes like rabbits.

After putting it on, the two pointed tips on the corners of the eye mask were raised, making it more like a dazed rabbit.

Fu Yangxi's cold expression almost didn't hold back.

"Is it funny?" Mingxi pressed the hot part around his eyes with his hand, warmed his hands, and asked, "Where did you get it?"

Fu Yangxi took out the same paragraph again: "Just buy it casually."

Jiang Xiuqiu, who was standing in the corner with the cold:...

Who was it that asked the driver to park the car for most of the day at the passenger terminal?

Fu Yangxi carried the schoolbag in one hand, but couldn't take it apart for a long time.

Mingxi stretched out his hand, opened it to him, and put it on his tip: "Don't move."

Fu Yangxi held her breath suddenly.

The air was cold, and Zhao Mingxi's white face became paler with cold.

Just last night, her face seemed to be a little smaller, and most of it was covered by a blindfold, only revealing her pale pink lips and white chin.

She leaned over.

Fu Yangxi swallowed her throat, feeling her blood rushing to her scalp.

...

Ke Chengwen jumped over like a horse monkey and yelled: "It's not fair, I didn't sleep well either. Jiang Xiuqiu lay in the back seat by himself, numb my legs, and my dark circles came out. Why? No mine?!"

The atmosphere was instantly destroyed.

"Aren't your **** eye circles usually dark?!" Fu Yangxi pushed his head away anxiously, "No, there are only two."

Ke Chengwen: "..."

Mingxi just received so much help from them last night, and felt that he had developed a revolutionary friendship with them.

She was very embarrassed to take off the blindfold from her face, and said, "Why don't you give it to me? I have had enough sleep and my eyes are not uncomfortable."

Ke Chengwen was just about to be happy to take it over.

Fu Yangxi opened his hand with a snap.

Fu Yangxi sullenly took out the other three from the bag: "Here."

Ke Chengwen: "???"

Mingxi: "Aren't there only two??"

Fu Yangxi's face didn't flush, her heart didn't beat, her eyelids didn't blink: "I just forgot there is a box."

"..."

All five of them put on blindfolds, just like the Jiang Yang thief who broke in and robbed him, and shocked Aunt Li who was holding the porcelain basin to wash the vegetables.

Mingxi quickly took off his blindfold and walked over: "Aunt Li, it's me. I'll come back and have a look."

"It's Mingxi?!" Aunt Li recognized Mingxi suddenly, and immediately put down the porcelain basin, came over and pulled her to look at it carefully, and said with a lot of emotion: "Mingxi looks better."

Aunt Li was very enthusiastic, pulled five young girls to stay for dinner, lit the brazier, and let a few people warm their hands. After finishing busy, he dragged Mingxi to talk for a long time.

Mingxi stayed in the previous room for a long time, picking up the things that hadn't had time to take away.

For lunch, I had a big pot of rice from Aunt Li’s house. Although it was steaming, the rice was hard and the taste of the dishes was average.

But Fu Yangxi and Jiang Xiuqiu didn't say anything, Ke Chengwen and He Yang also actively helped Aunt Li wash the dishes.

It was the afternoon in a blink of an eye.

Mingxi plans to go to the tomb. Except for Jiang Xiuqiu, who is extremely cold and inseparable from the brazier, the other three will go with her.

They bought a lighter and red, green, and green paper money in a store in the town, carried them in a red plastic bag, and went up the mountain with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

There are many tombs on the mountain, this kind of small town is not as particular as a big city, one piece in the east.

Grandma Mingxi’s tomb is in a remote corner on a relatively sloping hill. Now it’s raining and slippery, and it’s easy to fall down.

After the worship, only ten minutes later, Ke Chengwen and He Yang each fell.

Mingxi said to He Yang: "Or the three of you should go back first."

He Yang looked at the muddy water on her body. It won't work if we don't go back. After a while, the muddy water will soak into the clothes and it will be uncomfortable.

And the worship is over, and outsiders like them don’t take much time, so they said: "Then let's go back first, and you should be careful not to fall."

"Yeah." Mingxi nodded.

Fu Yangxi pretended not to hear, and said: "I didn't wrestle, I'm waiting for you."

The mountain is remote, and a girl really can’t do it. Ke Chengwen said: “Brother Xi, stay with Zhao Mingxi for a while, and He Yang and I will go down first.”

As soon as the two of them left, the mountain suddenly became quiet.

Mingxi burned the paper money in silence.

Fu Yangxi stood aside and looked down at her, scratching her hair, distraught, and didn't know what to comfort her, she wanted to call Ke Chengwen back.

Mingxi first looked up at him and smiled: "No comfort, I'm not sad, shall we go back to school tomorrow?"

"Hmm—" Fu Yangxi breathed a sigh of relief. Just about to talk about going back to take the train, both of them heard a continuous dog barking.

Screaming was too intimidating, as if rushing over at any time.

Mingxi was taken aback, and quickly put down the paper money and stood up: "When is there a dog on this mountain?!"

She pulled Fu Yangxi's wrist and she was about to drag him away.

But I don't know if it was Mingxi's illusion. Fu Yangxi stared at the Tibetan mastiff, her body was extremely stiff, and the palm of his hand held by Mingxi was full of sweat.

It was the first time Mingxi saw him like this. There was no expression on his face, even mixed with a little coldness.

He pressed his lips tightly.

"Fu Yangxi!" Mingxi was shocked by him, and screamed.

Fu Yangxi reluctantly withdrew from that state. His Adam's apple moved. After reacting, he shouted "Oops" and quickly pulled Mingxi around and ran.

The two of them were so late, and they rushed towards a tall Tibetan mastiff with a grinning grin.

The dog has a strong spine and its eyes are black.

In an instant, the sharp fangs in its mouth approached, and a smell of stench almost came in.

Fu Yangxi stood in front of Zhao Mingxi.

The two slipped their feet and suddenly lost their feet. They stepped on the slippery mud and fell to the bottom of the hillside.

The soil is soft, but not injured.

But seeing the dog rushing down again.

"Big black!"

The dog was barked and stopped, grinning fiercely at them, and soon came over to a local farmer, and stretched out a hand at them apologetically: "I'm sorry, two students, hurry up, I will pull you up."

Fu Yangxi helped Mingxi get up: "Did you hurt you?"

Mingxi shook his head: "No."

Fu Yangxi's face was stinky, and she was furious at the middle-aged man who was holding the dog: "Leave us alone, you just need to tie your dog away!"

When Fu Yangxi and Mingxi returned, there was more muddy water on their bodies than He Yang and Ke Chengwen, and both became clay figures.

Aunt Li was taken aback, and quickly asked them to take a bath.

Mingxi is more proficient in the facilities here and washes quickly. After washing, she changed the clothes Aunt Li gave her and came out.

Fu Yangxi was slower.

"Have you met a giant dog?" Jiang Xiuqiu walked over and asked.

"Yes." Mingxi thought of Fu Yangxi's reaction in the afternoon and felt something was wrong, and asked worriedly: "Does Fu Yangxi have any shadow on the dog?"

His reaction today was very abnormal, and he remained silent even when he came back to take a bath. The arrogance in peace is like two people.

"It's not a big deal, just--"

As soon as Jiang Xiuqiu was about to speak, he was interrupted by Fu Yangxi, who came out of the shower: "Grass, I was caught. Don't speak ill of my little master behind my back!"

Fu Yangxi's short red hair was dripping wet, and her hair was not dry. She hurriedly dragged Zhao Mingxi behind her, away from Jiang Xiuqiu.

He returned to his usual stinky ass, and looked at Zhao Mingxi displeasedly: "Little mask, you can do it. You said you only recognize me as the boss, and you still talk ill of me with others!"