flying dog

The mountain behind is higher, and the scenery is indeed better than the previous one. Sun Wenqu and Fang Chi took a lot of photos along the way.

However, there are more tourists here, and the commercial atmosphere is also stronger. Selling souvenirs, tea, tea sets, and toys can be seen all the way.

When they arrived, Xiao Yiming and Cheng Mo were studying in front of a booth selling tea sets. Seeing them coming, Cheng Mo immediately greeted them: "Brother, I heard that you are very professional?"

"Huh?" Sun asked Qu and answered.

"I think there is a very beautiful set, Xiao Yiming said to ask you first." Cheng Mo said.

"When you come here to sell tea sets, it's almost like going to Shaxian County to eat the Manchu Banquet." Sun Wenqu glanced at the stall, "Is that set still called Zisha, and bring a so-called everyone's money that you haven't heard of?"

"Well, but I don't know all of you," Cheng Mo said honestly, "Does that mean you can't have it?"

"No more than 50 can be bought back to collect ashes." Sun Wenqu said.

"Forget it, let's go to dinner?" Cheng Mo said with a smile, and added after thinking about it, "Oh, I don't know everything, I still know about Sun Zhengzhi..."

Cheng Mo stopped in the middle of speaking, and suddenly remembered something and glanced at Sun Wenqu. Sun Wenqu had already walked to the railing to look at the mountain, and he looked at Fang Chi again.

"His father," Fang Chi nodded, "but...don't ask him."

"Oh," Cheng Mo responded with some surprise, and didn't ask any more questions, "I said that the first time I saw him, I felt that his temperament was quite different."

"You really like to observe people, don't you?" Fang Chi squinted at him.

Cheng Mo immediately came to his senses and clicked his tongue: "I'm used to it, and I've been watching you too."

Fang Chi also clicked his tongue twice, but didn't speak.

"Is the food here delicious?" Xiao Yiming looked around, not paying attention to them at all, "Isn't it worthwhile to eat in tourist attractions?"

"There is a good one, and some people come here for dinner." Cheng Mo immediately moved to his side and pointed him in the direction of the mountainside. "We'll eat there later."

"Where?" Xiao Yiming didn't see it, walked to the railing, and looked back at him again.

"It's just..." Cheng Mo pointed again, and then sighed, "I'll take you there in a while, I've been here once."

"Don't dare to go there, do you?" Fang Chi laughed happily, "Did you always stand in the middle?"

"It's good if I can stand here," Cheng Mo sat down on the stone bench, "I didn't even dare to cross bridges when I was young."

"I can't understand it. If you want to live in our village and look at the mountains every day, you probably won't be able to get sick anymore." Fang Chi saw an old man selling bamboo gadgets next to him, went to squat down, and took a bamboo gadget. The grasshopper shook his face, "Does this look good?"

"I can't see clearly after I get sick." Cheng Mo said.

Fang Chi smiled and picked for a long time, and finally bought a bamboo frog.

"Why did you buy this?" Cheng Mo asked him, "Your brother likes this?"

"I don't know, I might like it." Fang Chi said.

"Then you buy it?" Cheng Mo looked at him.

"I like it," Fang Chi laughed, "my grandfather made a lot of things for me when I was young."

"Then..." Cheng Mo hesitated, "Does Xiao Yiming like it?"

"I don't know," Fang Chi said, and looked around again, "He likes to eat candied chestnuts, or you can buy a pack for him when you see something for sale."

"Hey, really." Cheng Mo immediately stood up, turned around and left.

Fang Chi went over and poked the little frog on Sun Wenqu's backpack.

"Miss Grandpa?" Sun Wenqu looked back at him.

"How do you know?" Fang Chi smiled, "I miss him a little bit."

"It looks like something your grandpa could make," Sun Wenqu bounced his hand back on the little frog, and the little frog jumped a few times in the air, "Do you know how?"

"No," Fang Chi was a little embarrassed, "I'm clumsy, I can't do this."

"Go buy a few more," Sun Wenqu turned and walked towards the stall, "I'll go back and take it apart to see if I can make it."

"Why are you doing this?" Fang Chi followed him.

"I'll make it for you when you miss grandpa," Sun Wenqu said, "you can call me grandpa when you don't want to call me dad."

"Can you turn around and look at your face that is all over the place!" Fang Chi was very helpless.

Cheng Mo bought a pack of sugar-fried chestnuts, but the person who fried the chestnuts definitely didn't consider the needs of people who are afraid of heights. The stall was next to the railing, and he asked people to deliver it to their door.

Xiao Yiming started laughing from the moment he got the chestnuts, and had fun while eating. They laughed all the way to the eating place and didn't stop.

"I know why I came here to eat," Xiao Yiming said, "Is it because this road is not on the side of the mountain? If you want to go to another house, you probably won't be able to make it through."

"It's not that serious," Cheng Mo didn't mind being laughed at all the way, "I'm considered light, I just keep an eye on my feet."

"Then your trip is not in vain." Sun Wenqu, who had been silent all this time, said.

"Hey." Cheng Mo was also happy when he heard it.

But even though he laughed at Cheng Mo, the farm meal he brought here tasted pretty good, and there were a lot of people, and it was true that many locals came here to eat instead of looking at the mountains.

During the peak season of summer vacation, it is estimated that you will have to wait for half a day for a meal.

Even though this was not the busiest time, they waited almost half an hour for the food to be served.

It didn't take half an hour to eat.

In 10 minutes, they even ate and drank to end the battle.

"Everyone who comes up by the cable car can be so hungry..." Fang Chi rubbed his stomach.

"This cold chicken breast is good." Xiao Yiming picked up the last piece of chicken breast and put it in his mouth.

"Want another copy?" Cheng Mo immediately asked.

Xiao Yiming glanced at him: "No need, it's already full, this piece is a send-off meat."

"What kind of guest are you sending?" Cheng Mo didn't understand.

"No one will give it away, just eat another piece of meat after eating to appease the stomach," Xiao Yiming explained, "because the taste of tea will disappear after a while."

"... Oh." Cheng Mo looked at him.

In fact, there are still many places on the mountain, but as time goes by, there are more people on the mountain, and Cheng Mo's state is not very suitable for seeing all the small activities on the mountain. The cable car went down the mountain.

Fang Chi didn't drink, and the task of driving fell on him.

"Take it easy." Cheng Mo confessed.

"Why don't you drive." Fang Chi clicked his tongue.

"I only have my motorcycle self." Cheng Mo replied truthfully.

"Motorcycle," Fang Chi reversed the car out of the parking space, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet. I haven't seen you drive the Kawasaki you drove last time?"

"It's not my car," Cheng Mo smiled, "I borrowed He Baobao's car."

"Ah?" Fang Chi was stunned, "His car? He really doesn't look like the person driving that car."

"You can't judge by appearance," Cheng Mo said, "but he never drove that car, and kept leaving it at home. I went to his house to drive it that day."

"You...it's not easy." Fang Chi glanced at Xiao Yiming through the rearview mirror.

Xiao Yiming's eyes met his, he smiled and said nothing, he lowered his head and took a popcorn tube and started eating.

Fang Chi didn't inquire about the follow-up development of Cheng Mo and Xiao Yiming after this trip of fear of heights, and he and Sun Wenqu rushed back the next day.

Anyway, the fake Xiao Yiming didn't go home these days, and Cheng Mo didn't come back either, so the two of them can be cultivated slowly.

Probably grandpa told the boy that they were coming back today. Fang Chi drove the car to the intersection outside the village when he saw the boy squatting on the haystack and looking in the direction of the car.

He couldn't help laughing, put down the car window, stretched out his head and shouted: "Boy!"

As soon as the boy raised his head, his ears were caught behind his head suddenly, he jumped off the grass, ran over yelling, followed the car while yelling and running, and kept running with the car with four claws in the wind. To the open space in the backyard.

When Fang Chi got out of the car, he saw Grandpa coming out of the backyard.

"Grandpa!" He jumped out of the car, grabbed the boy's head twice, and ran to grandpa, "I'm back."

"I heard the boy calling from a long distance," said the grandfather with a smile. "Is it with the canal? Another car?"

"His friend borrowed it." Fang Chi looked back, "This car is big."

"Yes, it's really big." Grandpa nodded.

"The little bastard is back!" Grandma also ran out with a cucumber, "Oh, is it black?"

"It's not in vain," Fang Chi went over and shook his arms around grandma, "Miss me?"

"It annoys me when I think of you." Grandma said with a smile, and glanced behind him again, "Has the water channel lost weight?"

"Grandpa, grandma," Sun Wenqu came over, greeted grandpa and grandma, and touched his face again, "Am I so obviously thin?"

"Your face is pointy, is it hot?" Grandma looked at him, "Or it's just staying up late again."

"It's probably hot," Sun Wenqu said, "I'm afraid of heat."

After chatting with grandparents for a while, Sun Wenqu went upstairs, his room was still the same, probably grandma cleaned it up often, there was no dust left in the room, and the sheets were replaced with new ones.

Sun Wenqu put his things away, leaned on the table and looked at the room.

This time, if Fang Chi hadn't agreed to come here with him, he didn't want to appear here at the same time. Ma Liang's words made him feel uneasy.

Li Bowen's bar is doing well, and he just opened a new coffee shop last year, and he has never heard of any kind of farmhouse entertainment.

It is not a strange thing to have a farmhouse. There are more and more people hiking and exploring here, but the farmhouses are built by the villagers in their own homes. There are basically no large-scale ones. It is normal to invest a little money to build one.

But it's not normal for Li Bowen to do it.

Li Bowen wouldn't make a special trip to set up such a farmhouse just for him and Fang Chi's affairs, but it was in line with this person's style of harming others and not benefiting himself.

Sun Wenqu didn't care what Li Bowen did to him, but he couldn't do it with Fang Chi.

"Do you want to take a shower?" Fang Chi ran up from downstairs and pushed open the door of his room.

"You wash it first," Sun Wenqu leaned against the table without moving, "I'm too lazy to move now."

"Well," Fang Chi looked back downstairs, entered the room, stepped in front of him in two steps, put his arms around him and kissed him twice, "then you should rest for a while and eat right away, how about you eat Wash it when you're done."

"Okay." Sun Wenqu scratched his head.

"Kiss me," Fang Chi turned around and took two steps before jumping back, "Be more enthusiastic."

Sun Wenqu smiled and stretched out his arms to hook his neck and pulled him towards him, and kissed him hard on the mouth. The speed was out of control, and their teeth smashed together.

"Hey," Fang Chi covered his mouth, "It's so violent."

"Go take a shower," Sun Wenqu smiled and touched his teeth, "My teeth are about to fall out..."

Sun Wenqu heard Fang Chi's voice coming downstairs, closed the door and called Ma Liang.

Ma Liang explained the matter to him in detail. Li Bowen's farmhouse has not yet started to take action. Although the people are annoying, Li Bowen is still very serious and cautious in doing business. All are well run.

Now he should be understanding the market. When Luo Peng and the others came out to play outdoors, Li Bowen followed.

This season will be off-season in one or two months. Li Bowen should have no problem with the funds. If he wants to do it, it should be next spring.

"It should be fine in the past six months," Ma Liang said, "And just in case, if someone just wants to open up and expand new fields, why don't you just stop, and don't let my big, big nephew know."

"It depends," Sun Wenqu said, "I still have to say what should be said. If this matter is only related to me, I will definitely not say it, but now it may affect him, so I still have to say it."

"He has a heavy heart," Ma Liang was a little worried, "Now let's talk about it, his gains and losses, and insomnia for half a year."

"You have to take care of what you should take care of," Sun Wenqu smiled, "I think he's fine, he... often surprises me."

The door was knocked twice, Fang Chi poked his head in and said, "Hey, grandma asked you to wash... why are you calling?"

"It's okay, Liangzi," Sun Wenqu hung up the phone, "what's the matter?"

"Grandma said it's not good to take a bath after dinner." Fang Chi looked at him with water dripping on his head, "Let you take a bath now."

"I..." Sun asked him a little hesitant, he didn't want to move.

"It's best to wash it," Fang Chi said, "She scolded me just now."

"Why are you scolding you?" Sun Wenqu smiled, grabbed a change of clothes and prepared to take a shower.

"Said I was in October and took a bath in cold water, and scolded me for 5 minutes." Fang Chi laughed twice.

"I'm going to wash now," Sun Wenqu walked out of the room, and slapped him on the buttocks, "wash in hot water."

"Hey," Fang Chi leaned against the door frame and looked back at him, "Sun Wenqu."

"Huh?" Sun asked Qu and answered.

"Is there something you didn't tell me?" Fang Chi asked in a low voice.

"Is there?" Sun Wenqu glanced at it, then shook his clothes and went downstairs.

Sun Wenqu quite liked eating with his grandparents and Fang Chi, and listening to them chatting gave him a very comfortable feeling, which made people feel lazy.

Today's dishes were made by my grandfather, and they were prepared two hours in advance. Even though there were only four of us, we still cooked a large table of dishes.

Seeing that they were in a good mood, Sun Wenqu drank some local wine with his grandfather.

After eating, he nestled on the sofa, and he was very relaxed. He was not frightened when the boy came to lick his hand.

"I learned to sneak up on you," Sun Wenqu flicked his finger on the bridge of the kid's nose, "Little old dog."

After sitting downstairs for a while, Sun Wenqu went upstairs. He was a little lazy after drinking, and wanted to lie down for a while.

It's already cold in the countryside this season. Sun Wenqu opened the window, and the evening wind blowing in has already brought the coolness. He leaned comfortably on the pillow and closed his eyes.

He didn't close the door tightly, it was half open, and he could hear the voices of chatting downstairs.

Fang Chi chatted with his grandparents for more than an hour, and kept telling them about school affairs. The old man and the old lady didn't know anything about college life, so they asked a lot.

When Sun Wenqu felt that he was about to fall asleep, Fang Chi went upstairs and entered the room.

"Asleep?" Fang Chi asked softly.

"No, soon." Sun Wenqu closed his eyes and said with a smile.

"Grandpa and grandma are asleep." Fang Chi closed the door, came over and lay down next to him, put his arms around him, and kissed him on the shoulder, "I'm so hoarse."

"They think it's new," Sun Wenqu said, "Have you been asking for a long time to swipe the meal card in the cafeteria?"

"Well," Fang Chi smiled, "I'm always afraid that the people in the cafeteria will wipe out all the money in my bank...Hey, let me ask you, is the birthday on your ID card correct?"

"Are you still peeking at my ID card?" Sun Wenqu turned his head with a smile, and kissed him on the tip of the nose, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"I saw it when I was looking at how much money was left in your wallet. Let me tell you, don't put these things in your wallet, and don't always carry them with you. Those who don't look like good people are always checked by the police... "Fang Chi closed his eyes and said softly, "Then your birthday will be at the end of this month?"

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu answered.

"I went back to school at that time," Fang Chi sighed, "Didn't you have time to go there? Uncle Liangzi has been calling every day for the past two days, is he busy?"

"Would you like to celebrate my birthday?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"If you think about it, it would be nice to have a meal together," Fang Chi said, "Why don't you... come early?"

"Fine, whatever you want," Sun Wenqu said with a smile, "Are these two days?"

"Well," Fang Chi opened his eyes, "but I'm not very good at romance, and I don't know how to arrange it. I just want to eat something."

"How romantic is that?" Sun Wenqu stretched his waist, "It's already very romantic for us to be together, how about this, let's make...something together."

"Do..." Fang Chi raised his head immediately, and after he realized it, he lay down again with a smile, "Damn, what are you doing? Tao?"

"Let's make a small round plate," Sun Wenqu smiled for a while, "This is simple, I'll teach you how to do it."

"Okay!" Fang Chi hugged him with great interest, "Do you still have soil?"

"There is still a bag of clay, which I used to find inspiration at the time," Sun Wenqu said, "enough to make a small plate."

"Okay then," Fang Chi smiled, "Will I make a fool of myself?"

"How can a plate look different? At most, it's a bowl at the top, but at the end it's a coaster." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi smiled for a long time: "Then tomorrow?"

"Well, tomorrow," Sun Wenqu said, Fang Chi didn't speak anymore, put his arms around him, rested his chin on his shoulder, breathed down on his neck, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I'm sleeping." Fang Chi said.

"Sleeping in my room?" Sun asked him, touching his arm.

"Yeah," Fang Chi paused and looked up at him, "Do you want me to sleep next door?"

"It's not that I want to, I don't want to," Sun Wenqu said, "Now that I don't need to turn on the air conditioner, grandma should be surprised to see it."

"Oh," Fang Chi sighed, "That's right, then I'll go back to sleep over there."

"Call me when you get up tomorrow," Sun Wenqu said, "I may sleep soundly today, but I will oversleep tomorrow."

"Well," Fang Chi smiled, and stopped when he wanted to sit up, looking at Sun Wenqu's face, "Can you tell me?"

"What?" Sun asked, looking at him.

"It's just...you've been a little..." Fang Chi stared at his face, "Usually you can't tell anything, but this time I feel it."