pastoral days

Several people are looking forward to the new journey.In the past, it was Song Chaoyang who made the plans. Now that he is familiar with the process, everyone is eager to participate in the decision-making of the trip.

"Chaoyang, let's go to the beach." Mrs. Zhang has heard people say since she was a child that the sea is blue and wide.Especially attractive.

"Sea?" This was Song Lai's question.He had never heard of what it was.

Then Mrs. Zhang talked about the sea she knew in the "Honeymoon Squad".

"It is said that the sun rises from the sea. When I was a child, I heard a distant uncle who went to the seaside say it. We can see the sun in the sea when we go to the seaside."

"The sea is endless, blue and blue, just like the sky..."

Except for Song Chaoyang, who had seen the sea, his mood was calm, and the other friends were yearning in their hearts after hearing Mrs. Zhang's provocative words!

Then this picture appeared, with five pairs of eyes staring straight at Song Chaoyang. If they disagreed at this time, it seemed that it would cause public outrage.But what has to be said still has to be said.

"If we're going to the big city by the sea - Haicheng, we probably won't be able to go home during the Chinese New Year..." This was the number one problem Song Zhaoyang was struggling with.

His original plan was to go out for half a year and go home just in time for the Chinese New Year. Unexpectedly, everyone wants to go so far away now.

In fact, it’s okay if you keep driving, but that’s too tiring and meaningless.If they go at their current speed, it is estimated that Xia Tian will come back.

After Song Zhaoyang's words were spoken, there was a moment of silence.In ancient times, it was a custom to celebrate the New Year at home.

Seeing that the two pairs of elders started to discuss, as for Zhang Ruiwen.He listens to everyone.Just so sensible.

Then Song Chaoyang saw Zhang Ruiwen shuttle back and forth, trying his best to lobby.

"Mother, think about the fact that you have wanted to go to the sea since you were a child. You finally got this opportunity. You can't miss it. Maybe it's just this one opportunity."

"Dad, let's go. I won't be at home for a year. Think about it, we are all together, so where is the New Year different?"

"..."

Well, in just a few minutes, Zhang Ruiwen finally decided not to go home for the Chinese New Year this year with his own abilities.waves outside...

Song Chaoyang had no objection.I just sympathize with my brother Zhang Ruihua who works at home (you still remember me).Let him be notified when the new year is approaching, so that he will be less angry for a few days.

Playing all the way, Song Gang and his wife still felt that they were playing around all the time at the beginning, and it was a bit unbearable.But after Song Chaoyang persuaded him a few times, he didn't care about it.The son said, this is their filial piety.

In fact, life outside is not as scary as everyone thinks. Things like "died in a foreign land" can only happen to lonely and helpless people in a foreign land.

Song Chaoyang discovered from the last time that the law and order of this dynasty is still possible, mainly due to the strict laws, as long as there is no war or natural disaster.In some places, you can even keep your doors open at night.

Even if some dudes want to make trouble, if you don't come forward, people will know who you are?Anyone who looks for trouble whenever they see anyone is definitely a psychopath.

Since the routes Song Chaoyang planned this time were all routes with a relatively high safety factor, the group of people was also very low-key, claiming that they were looking for relatives every place they went, so they didn't encounter any incidents.

On this day, the group arrived at a small city in the south - Yucheng. Although Yucheng is small, it is indeed a prosperous city in the south.

The people living here are more flexible in their thinking and have a strong ability to accept new things. Their natural business talents have made the living standards of Yucheng people soar.

It happened to be evening when the group arrived here. They entered the streets of Yucheng and looked around.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the afterglow of the evening sun lightly sprinkles on the cornices of the bright-eyed pavilions.

The shop signs and flags fluttering high, the coming chariots and horses, the endless stream of pedestrians, and the peaceful and comfortable smiling faces all reflect the prosperity of Yucheng and add a bit of haze to the evening scene. and poetic.

A few people first went to find an inn to settle down. As usual, the elders rested first, and Song Zhaoyang accompanied Zhang Ruiwen to go around.There is no way, young man, there is nowhere to put all his firepower (Zhang Ruiwen needs to find food).

Anyway, Zhang Ruiwen is stronger than before, think about it, he eats all kinds of delicacies every day.The consumption of running around can also be regarded as a kind of exercise in disguise.

"Brother Song, this" Zhang Ruiwen pointed to an unknown object on a small stall.

"Are you sure? That looks black..." Song Zhaoyang felt that these creatures that he couldn't look at directly were still in his stomach.

"Yeah, I want to eat" There is no shape in the foodie world, but he wants to taste everything.Delicious regardless of shape.How will you know if it’s delicious if you don’t eat it? The most important thing is practice. He wants to taste all the delicacies in the world.

"Boss, what is this?" Song Chaoyang thought it was better to ask first.Be safe.

"Master, this is delicious. It's tea-flavored cake..." The boss said enthusiastically. This is their newest product. Although the shape is a bit dark, everyone who bought it said it was good.So it's kind of smug to say it.

"Give me a pack." Song Zhaoyang heard the tea-flavored pastry, yes, the people in Yucheng are active in thinking, and they can make modern popular tea-flavored pastries.He plans to buy more, and let the elders taste it tomorrow.

"One bag?" Zhang Ruiwen's hands tightened Song Chaoyang's arm, Brother Song, why did you suddenly lose your mind, I just wanted to taste how bad this thing is (yes, it depends on the appearance. Zhang Ruiwen really didn't report this thing what a hope)

"Well, I'll buy a pack, and I'll give it to you." Seeing Zhang Ruiwen's terrified expression, Song Zhaoyang found it very funny.Prepare to scare him.

"Huh? It's all mine..." Zhang Ruiwen's small face was almost tangled into a bun.

"Young master, my Ziba is delicious, you must think that this package is too little." The boss saw that Zhang Ruiwen was a little disgusted, and hurriedly rectified the name of his own food.

"Hmm...um..." Zhang Ruiwen gave the boss the money, and without staying too long, he took Song Chaoyang and ran away.

If it doesn't taste good, and this uncle can directly talk about it to death, it's better to hide and eat it!Song Chaoyang was almost dying of laughter at his cutie, how could he be so cute.

"You're still laughing...huh!" Zhang Ruiwen looked back at the uncontrollable smile on Song Chaoyang's face, feeling a little annoyed.He just took a bite, not a piece, and didn't share any burden for the big villain.

"Okay, calm down. Come, have a taste, it should be good"

Song Zhaoyang poked Zhang Ruiwen's pouty mouth with his hand.

"Hmph..." Zhang Ruiwen took a piece of pastry and took a bite, hey...it tastes weird, but the more you chew it, the more delicious it becomes. After another bite, one piece is gone.

"Brother Song, it's delicious, give me another piece." Zhang Ruiwen immediately felt happy when he ate something delicious. It's that simple, and he immediately asked for another piece.

"Hey, don't eat it. This food is not easy to digest. Let's eat it together tomorrow morning." Song Zhaoyang said, he will not give in on this kind of principle.Every time he went to a night market in a bustling place, Song Zhaoyang began to rack his brains to find a way to reject Zhang Ruiwen.sweet burden.

"Then let's go and see the other ones," Zhang Ruiwen immediately said. It's smoother to eat the first time you open the door (if it tastes good, it's smooth), and it's the same for other foods if you keep your stomach open.

The end result is that the two bought a bunch of delicious and fun things, and returned to the inn leisurely.

Every time he went to a place, if there was a branch, Song Zhaoyang would go around.By the way, ask the store to send something and a letter.Of course, the main recipient of the letter was Zhang Ruihua.

Zhang Ruihua is in dire straits in his hometown.Everything in the family was left to the couple.It took me more than a month to get used to it, and I still received sad eyes from my daughter-in-law from time to time.I can only use other indescribable things to divert my daughter-in-law's attention.

Besides, Song Chaoyang and Zhang Ruiwen's fate is so wonderful sometimes.

"Brother Song, look at the black figure in front of you." The same scene, the same person may be met at the same night.

"Don't be afraid, I'll go and have a look." Song Zhaoyang also saw a figure in the distance, who seemed to be injured, and out of habit, he still felt like going forward to check the situation.

"Is there something wrong? Little brother" Song Chaoyang looked at an 8-9 year old child lying on the ground, as if injured.

"Help me... take me away quickly..." The child on the ground fainted after saying this.

"Brother Song...can we help?" Zhang Ruiwen wanted to help but was afraid of causing trouble to his family.

"Come on, give me a hand." Song Zhaoyang must have served the people (out of habit, besides, he is still a child).Then the two took the suspected injured person back to the inn.Of course, the two cooperated tacitly and perfectly avoided people's eyes and ears from the backyard.

Fortunately, Song Chaoyang has advanced (thousands of years more advanced than ancient times) anti-investigation skills.

When the other group chased to the place where the child fainted, they found that they suddenly had no clue.There are no clues anymore. Could it be that the previous traces were Tiaohulishan?

After Song Chaoyang and his wife returned home, they found that the child was not injured, but passed out for some unknown reason.After disposing of the child's clothes, although Zhang Ruiwen's clothes were a little too big, Song Zhaoyang still changed them for him.

"Brother Song, what do you think is the child's condition?" After everything was cleaned up, Zhang Ruiwen looked at the child by the bed with his chin poised.

"I don't know, wait for him to wake up and ask." Song Chaoyang said.Let's hope this isn't a bad thing.He knew that the laws in ancient times were not as sound as modern ones, but he really couldn't see them without saving them.

"It should be due to smoking." Since Zhang Ruiwen was put down by smoking last time, he has learned some simple medical principles from his grandfather.Of course, the main attack is smoke.This is also the case when looking at children.

"It's not convenient to go to the pharmacy now, Xiaowen, how can he wake up?"

"This... the simplest thing is to wake up when the time is up."

"The most important question now is, Brother Song, how are we going to sleep tonight?" Zhang Ruiwen's building suddenly tilted

"..." Song Zhaoyang was speechless, dear, jumping to the topic too quickly.

In the end, Song Chaoyang asked Xiao Er for a few more quilts, and the two made the floor.Fortunately, it's not winter, but it's acceptable.

It’s just that Zhang Ruiwen’s experience with the floor is so good, he feels that there are beds everywhere, and he will often experience it in the future (the experience is even better when it’s important).

Good night's sleep, good man!