Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

"Ahaha," Lin Hanzhi was holding a large bouquet of roses, 囧囧, and smiled at Murong Feng, who was also holding a large bouquet of roses: "When I left, I thought, if I come back one day, I must take a plane, there are people on both sides The crowd applauded and welcomed them, and some people came forward and shook hands warmly and said, "Welcome the leaders to come and guide us... But there is something different, I was still thinking about wearing a big red flower on my body, and then there was a big banner..."

Murong Feng shook hands with the person in charge of the subordinate company with a straight face, and when he heard what the other party said in a low voice, he staggered a step and almost fell down.

Grass!The last time he came to vent his anger on Lin Hanzhi, he only noticed that there was a branch of their express company in this small city.

When I got off the plane that time, it really had a banner!

Letter: Welcome the presence and guidance of the leaders of the headquarters!

And for fear that others will not see it, the word "big" is printed very large!

Although there are no big red flowers, but the gongs and drums have been played for 10 minutes!

He was on fire that time, and he didn't bother to deal with it. Before he came this time, he recalled that he was too imposing, so he repeatedly emphasized the need to keep a low profile, so he found that there were no banners and drum teams when he got off the plane.

"Enjoy it? Sheep, you really have taste!" Murong Feng lowered his voice.

"TOEFL, ahahaha." Lin Hanzhi smiled gently and elegantly, very photogenic, but Murong Feng who was close to him felt cold when he heard this strange laughter.

But even though I thought this welcome method was awesome, it was the first time I heard Lin Hanzhi's bright laughter, so it was worth it.

It is not easy for Murong Feng to spare a few days, so there is not much time.

The two didn't stay in the city for dinner, they refused the driver, got in the car and drove straight to the town.

The orphanage where Lin Hanzhi grew up is not too far from the city where he lives now.

But only in terms of distance.

In fact, it takes less than an hour to fly from one city to another, but the main event begins. It takes four or five hours to drive by car, including mountain roads, to reach the small town where the orphanage is located.

"The road has been repaired much better!" Lin Hanzhi scooped up a bottle of spring water in his hand, poured it down with a pale face, it was rare for him to feel uncomfortable to a certain extent, and he was still in the mood to see if the road was repaired.

The first section of the road was better. After the two got out of the car and had lunch, they approached the mountain road.

"There are snacks in the back of the car, don't drink any more, it's the third bottle." Murong Feng tried his best to drive the car smoothly, but there was nothing he could do about the road getting more and more difficult.

"It's okay," Sheep smiled and waved his hands, "but find a place to stop the car." He took another sip of water as he spoke.

Yes, of course it is convenient to drink too much. There is no toilet on such a small road. When Murong Feng wanted to use it, he hesitated a little embarrassingly. It was hard for Lin Hanzhi to go out for many years and still not pay more attention to it than when he was a child. He was very adaptable to the environment. Water can be put in a piece of open space.

Murong Feng thought it was funny to see that the other party was able to drink again when his stomach was empty, but when he saw the pale face of the sheep, he couldn't laugh again.

"Let you toss!"

Lin Hanzhi also knew that Murong Feng was distressed, so his tone turned sour. He cheered up and said with a smile, "I haven't been back much in the past few years, and I'm not used to it."

Murong Feng saw that Lin Hanzhi's expression was not only bad, but he also started to retch from time to time, so he stopped driving the car and stopped by the side of the road, "Let's talk later."

"Well, but after a while, drive a little further forward, and the scenery will be better."

Murong Feng glared at him, then suddenly smiled, and stretched out his hand to touch Lin Hanzhi's swollen stomach from drinking water: "You said you still retched, you probably have it! If you really have it, give birth! "

"..." Lin Hanzhi touched it twice in a serious manner, "I can't."

"Hey, but if it's born," he glanced at the other's flat chest, "it doesn't seem like there's anything to eat."

"...It's okay, Ah Feng, let's give birth, anyway, I can eat yours." The body felt a little better, and he was in the mood to joke.

Lin Hanzhi is a white striped chicken who hasn't exercised for many years, but Mr. Murong is a very athletic person, his abdominal muscles are the least obvious, but his chest muscles are still very thick!

"It hurts!" Lin Hanzhi's cheek was pinched, "Ah Feng, don't push me over, I'm going to vomit—"

"Lin Hanzhi," Murong Feng, who was about to kiss him just now, gritted his teeth and let go, "Do you dare to be more disgusting?"

...In fact, there are, didn't they not directly say that they want to spit in your mouth!

"It's not disgusting, it's all water anyway...Okay, let's drive, I'm much better, really Afeng."

Along the way, Murong Feng watched Lin Hanzhi jump out of the car several times, using the grass on both sides of the mountain road as his own bathroom.

The two were joking in the car. Listening to Lin Hanzhi's story about his childhood, he felt that maybe he was really worried too much. He really didn't look like anything.

Forget it, since I'm by his side anyway, if he feels uncomfortable or the conversation doesn't go well, just lead him around and leave.

Murong Feng is different from people like Lin Hanzhi who never need to remember the way because they only use the subway or take a taxi when they go out. They will almost never forget the way they walked once.

Although there were stops and stops along the way, the car arrived in the evening, and there was almost no delay.

Fortunately, it is not a city where every inch of land is expensive, and such a piece of land in the corner of a small town does not cost much.

There is a large courtyard paved with square bricks, and the walls of the courtyard have also been repaired. A string of small brick bungalows where they used to live has also been renovated into three-story buildings.

"The wall and the yard have been repaired!" Lin Hanzhi got out of the car and stood at the gate of the yard to ease his expression, and he was not in a hurry to go in. "When we were young, we played in the yard, and as soon as we ran, there would be dust. The yard is only half a meter high. At most, more than a dozen people squeeze into a room," he said, winking at Murong Feng with a pale face, "and there is no distinction between men and women!"

"It's all your money that was used to repair these things, so congratulations, you have successfully prevented the mixed sex that the little boys were looking forward to."

... "It's not just me, but many people who go out will help as much as they can."

It was time to finish dinner. In the orphanage, the older children always looked after the younger ones, so a group of children played in the middle, and a few older ones watched, either reading or chatting.

No matter how the environment changes, the evening sun remains the same.

For a moment, Lin Hanzhi felt as if he had returned to more than ten years ago, sitting by the stone platform reading a book, and hearing the voices of children shouting.

"Someone saw you!" Murong Feng interrupted Lin Hanzhi's thoughts, and raised his chin in one direction.

The person coming from the yard was a young man in his early twenties, one leg seemed to be a bit clumsy, and he seemed to be in a hurry but he couldn't walk too fast.

"Brother Han Zhi?"

Lin Hanzhi greeted him with a smile, "Xiao Ning, it's me."

"You're back, Brother Han Zhi." The young man called Xiao Ning repeated again, his small face turned a little red.

It was only when he got close to Murong Feng that he realized that not only was this young man's legs inflexible, he also seemed to be unable to lift his hand on that side, so when he was particularly agitated, he just hugged Lin Han with the other hand He stopped, and that hand was just holding onto Lin Hanzhi's coat with a trembling hand.

On the other hand, Lin Hanzhi, as if he didn't know that he was inconvenient, hugged him vigorously and then said with a smile: "I bought some snacks and clothes for the children, come here and help me carry them in."

The young man noticed Lin Hanzhi's expression, "Brother Hanzhi, are you still motion sick?"

"Well, but it's already fine now. I don't vomit, but I feel uncomfortable. By the way, he is Brother Murong." Turning back to Murong Feng, he said, "Ah Feng, Xiao Ning is Aunt Lan's child, and her name is Zhang Ning."

Murong Feng only nodded his head.

In line with the principle of being tired of the house and sitting together, he has already given face by not putting on a scary face.

Children who grow up in this kind of environment can't become delicate people after all. Lin Hanzhi walks lightly and can scoop up a large bag with one hand, and Xiao Ning carries two bags of snacks, so there is nothing vague about it.

Murong Feng picked up the last four bags from behind and walked in together.

"Brother Han Zhi, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back, mom will be happy!" Zhang Ning was still a little excited, and said as he walked.

There are very few outsiders here. Lin Hanzhi and the others have already attracted the children's attention when they came in, and with so many things in their hands, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. The aura is too overwhelming, and I dare not approach it.

"You guys play first, you can't do without good things!" Zhang Ning said to a group of children with a smile, and then continued to lead people inside.

"Well, I heard that Aunt Lan is not in good health, so I'll come back to see the situation, and then I'll talk about whether I should go out for a checkup."

Zhang Ning bit his lips, "Brother Han Zhi, mom always talks about you, sometimes crying and sometimes sighing."

After sending Lin Hanzhi and the others to the door of Zhang Rulan's room, Zhang Ning left to prepare meals and accommodation.

"By the way, Xiao Ning," Lin Hanzhi called to stop the young man who had already walked away quickly, "give us two, just tidy up a room."

Zhang Ning agreed and turned his head away. He was far away, and no one noticed the astonished and complicated eyes of the young man.

Murong Feng had a serious face, but he was quite happy in his heart.

No matter what happened here, this was the place where Lin Hanzhi used to be his family. He didn't shy away from it at all, and it was also a kind of recognition for him.

Zhang Rulan's room was in the corner of the second floor, and the children were outside at this time, so it seemed very quiet here.

Lin Hanzhi knocked lightly on the door twice, but no one answered, so he opened the door automatically and walked in.

The light in the room was not turned on, and through the light from the window, there was a single bed next to the window, and the person lying on it was sleeping, and I didn’t even hear anyone coming in.

Lin Hanzhi looked around the room silently. There were not new but neat furniture—it was furniture, but it was just a writing desk and a cabinet.

A small radio, and an old sewing machine in the corner.

Lin Hanzhi stood quietly at the door for a while, and turned the door to signal Murong Feng to go out.

Just about to close it, I heard a voice from the bed: "Who is it?"