Marry an officer at the beginning, wear a book girl and play songs every day

"Brother Beicheng, it's all your fault. It's already past eight o'clock now. It's almost noon when we go to the temple fair after breakfast."

Song Ranran was complaining, but there was a smile on her face.

As long as you are with Gu Beicheng, you will be happy wherever you are.

"Well! It's all my fault. I have no resistance to you. Who told my wife to be so beautiful!"

After Gu Beicheng put her clothes on, he picked her up with both hands, kissed her forehead, and laughed softly.

"I will drive you there, there will definitely be enough time!"

Song Ranran's weight is nothing to someone who carries more than 100 kilograms of weight during training.

What's more, his strength has more than doubled this year.

"So what's for breakfast today?"

Song Ranran got a satisfactory answer and began to care about three meals a day.

She was very satisfied with not having to ride a bicycle.

The road now is not a cement road, there are potholes everywhere.

Sitting on the back seat of a bicycle for a long time, my buttocks hurt from the bumps.

"Seafood porridge, pickled radish, and pickles."

Seafood porridge is the most time-saving. Adding a larger piece of wood will give you more time to clean up, and the taste will be better.

Gu Beicheng is tall and has long legs, and it only takes a few dozen seconds to get from upstairs to the kitchen.

"It smells so good, I feel so hungry suddenly!"

Song Ranran rubbed her face against Gu Beicheng's warm and strong chest.

The rich and sweet smell filled the entire kitchen. She squinted her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Little greedy cat, you go and wash up first. I'll put the seafood porridge in it. When you finish washing up, the temperature will be just right."

Gu Beicheng gently placed Song Ranran on the recliner, nodded her eyebrows, and began to wash his hands and serve the seafood porridge.

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The jeep passed through Xingyi Village and drove for a few minutes before reaching the temple fair.

There were too many people in front, so Gu Beicheng parked the jeep outside and the two entered the temple fair on foot.

On the avenue, the cries of various vendors, the chatter and laughter of villagers, and the laughter of children intertwined to form a vivid market picture.

Most of the people who came to attend the temple fair were villagers from nearby areas. Occasionally, they would meet small groups of educated youths and unemployed military family members.

Both sides of the avenue of the temple fair were filled with goods.

There are various kinds of dried fruits, dried vegetables, dried mushrooms, live chickens, live ducks, homemade snacks, food, salted vegetables, fresh vegetables and vegetable seeds.

Before entering the main venue of the temple fair, Song Ranran heard the deafening sound of gongs and drums.

From afar, I saw a lion dance team in the middle of the crowd, performing leaps, moves, dodges, pounces, and spins in the center of the temple fair square, and then leaped onto high wooden poles.

The lion's head shows expressions of joy, anger, sadness, joy, stillness, movement, surprise and doubt with various movements.

The crowd of spectators also screamed and cheered in response to the various thrilling moves of the lion dance team.

Song Ranran also sighed along with the crowd.

These are the traditional culture of China, which will rarely be seen in the future world.

There were too many people, so Gu Beicheng stretched out his hands to protect Song Ranran in his arms.

He didn't have time to watch the performance. The expression on Song Ranran's face was more beautiful to him than the lion dance team.

The two of them were relatively tall among the crowd, so they could see the performance clearly even from the outside of the crowd.

"Brother Beicheng, where can I find sweet-scented osmanthus cake? It smells so good?"

The lion dance team's performance had come to an end. Song Ranran pulled Gu Beicheng to look for the scent and came to an avenue dedicated to selling food.

Chive pancakes, mugwort glutinous rice cakes, fried chestnuts, siu mai, steamed taro, glutinous rice, steamed buns, maltose, mung bean cake, osmanthus cake and other foods.

Gu Beicheng saw that Song Ranran had just finished breakfast and showed an expression of wanting to try it. He couldn't help but feel lucky in his heart that he took some loose tickets from the drawer today.

Song Ranran looked at some food a few times, and he immediately paid for it.

"Brother Beicheng, I can't eat any more. Mugwort glutinous rice cake, taro, osmanthus cake, and fried chestnuts all taste good. Let's buy some more and eat them back."

Song Ranran gave all the remaining food to Gu Beicheng.

There are no plastic bags, these foods are wrapped in banana leaves, and finally tied with straw ropes for easy packaging.

"Yes, as long as you like it, you can buy more. Such a grand temple fair only happens once a year!"

Gu Beicheng not only bought all the foods Song Ranran mentioned, but also bought some of the food she took an extra bite of.

Time stands still in the wife’s space, and no matter how much you buy, it won’t be wasted.

If you ask how he knew it, of course he guessed it on the first day of the new year when Song Ranran took out the steaming food from the space.

"Brother Beicheng, there are too many people, let's go back!"

Song Ranran doesn't like crowded places very much. Every time she watches the news, various incidents always happen in crowded places on holidays.

"Daughter-in-law, did you forget that we are going to the hot springs later?"

It was rare for Song Ranran to agree to him going out to play. She had eaten and had fun today, but the thing he was most looking forward to was something he couldn't miss.

"I hate it! Keep your voice down!"

There were loud voices everywhere. Gu Beicheng's voice was very quiet, but it didn't attract the attention of the people around him.

Song Ranran was half-carried by Gu Beicheng and walked towards the outside with protection.

However, in this lively scene, a young woman looked around nervously, her eyes full of vigilance and anxiety.

Wearing a dark blue coarse cloth and a hat, the young woman tried her best to hide her identity in the crowd, but she still stood out.

Her eyes quickly scanned the crowd, and she remembered every face carefully.

There are a dazzling array of stalls at the temple fair, including those selling traditional snacks, various handicrafts, and various performances.

While observing the surroundings, the woman paid attention to whether there were any special actions or signals among the stall owners and performances.

Suddenly, her eyes locked on a middle-aged woman.

This middle-aged woman was wearing black cotton and had a large, black matchmaker mole on her face. She looked nervous, as if she was looking for something.

The young woman's heart moved and she quietly approached the middle-aged woman.

"No. twenty-six million one thousand one hundred and eighty-nine!"

"Brother Beicheng, an enemy agent has sneaked into the island!"

Song Ranran tightened the hands they held together, stood on tiptoes and whispered in Gu Beicheng's ear.

Today's temple fair was originally a day for collective blind dates in rural areas, so there was nothing unusual about their actions.

She immediately noticed abnormalities in her CET-6 English and daily Japanese language.

Do they think there is no one on the island who can speak English and Japanese?

Such an unscrupulous meeting at the temple fair?