Chapter 60: A Country Love Story (1)

At 10 o'clock at noon the next day, the three of them took a short rest in a small hotel in Yongan County, and at 12 o'clock, Uncle Zhao drove into Chalu Town in a private car that had been arranged by people a long time ago.

Some cities have not only not diminished in value over the years, but have turned into cultural ancient cities.

Others have been left to dilapidated by time, and floods have occurred frequently in recent years, and the tea house has been flooded four times in ten years.

The roads in the town have not been repaired, there are potholes everywhere, and the garbage cans have been piled up on the side of the road for a while, and no one has taken care of them, and several have been emptied. The weather in October is still sweltering, and all kinds of small flying insects are making fun of the rotting garbage.

Li Quexin's expression was flat, and there was not much resistance. She was familiar with the land, with the rotten smell and rotten customs here.

There are not many people in the town today, and it is also a good time to choose, the weather is hot and humid at noon, except for some old people shaking the pu fan under the big locust tree, most people are still blowing fans at home.

The weather forecast says there will be rain these days, no wonder the weather is like this.

The air conditioner in the off-road vehicle was originally turned on very low, and Uncle Zhao slowly began to turn it up since he entered the tea house, for fear that the two little masters would not be able to adapt to it for a while when they got off the car. It's just an ordinary off-road car, which still attracts absolute attention when it passes in front of the townspeople, and several aunts immediately start the topic, grinning and chatting quite indecently.

Before you arrive, you need to cross the town to reach the small mountain village south of the town. That village doesn't even have a name, and everyone casually calls it "the village in the back mountain". After entering the village, the road is even more rugged, and an off-road road is frightening, let alone those cars.

The village is small and close to Chalu Town. In recent years, floods have been frequent, and the original earthen houses have collapsed, and most of the residents live in factories. The final foothold is a dilapidated flower basket workshop, the root of the wall is full of falling wall debris, a big sign is crooked and slanted by the fence door, the four words "Li family basket" are written very beautifully, the handwriting is too familiar, Juan Xiu has a bit of strength, the proper "Li Que heart font", the homework book of micro life and sleep is all like this.

As soon as he got out of the car, the soles of his shoes were full of mud, and the heat wave covered the sky with the rich fragrance of flowers, and Uncle Zhao couldn't help but sneeze immediately.

This voice was a bit bold, and a few swarthy children poked their heads and shouted for their parents.

Soon, several ladies in cloth shoes poked their heads out with melon seeds and pointed at their cars.

Uncle Zhao opened the door for the two little masters, although Weisheng Rongmian was not as pampered as those noble sons, but such a gap was really difficult for him. For example, the white shoes that were splashed with mud after just a few steps were overly fragrant in the hot wind......

He still didn't say anything, but frowned at first, and now his expression was flat. took the parasol given by Uncle Zhao, and he walked to the other side to pick her up. He endured everything, but when he saw her equally clean shoes stained with mud, he began to feel uncomfortable.

"Ahh

"Is that the daughter of Li Xuehua's family?"

"Oh, Li Xuehua...... Cylinder, you hurry up and call your mother to go!

With a thick hometown accent, the shouting suddenly resounded throughout the small workshop. Before Li Qixin entered the door, there was already a circle of people inside. Barefoot child, bare-chested man, woman with flower turban......

Although City A is not a first-tier city, it is simply a palace compound compared to this. Weisheng Rongmian deeply understood her initial submissiveness, and this earth-shaking change was difficult for him to adapt to, let alone a little girl.

"Is it the girl of the Xuehua family?" asked a woman holding a child in a loud voice.

It's only been two months, so you won't be unrecognizable. They are definitely no strangers to Li Quexin, this inquiry is more like grandstanding, and everyone here has more of a mindset about her arrival.

"Third aunt, I'm Finchheart. Li Que was a little enthusiastic.

A small discussion broke out in the crowd, and the eyes were not very kind.

Wei Sheng Rongmian was ready to watch the play, he risked stimulating Li Que's heart this time to accompany her, after all, isn't it also for watching the play? From the beginning to the end, he doesn't want to be a confused passerby, since he has decided to see the ending, he must also forcibly participate in the beginning.

He didn't say a word, he just cared about giving her an umbrella. If it weren't for this appearance and temperament, that posture would really look like a servant holding an umbrella.

In fact, most people can't see what he looks like, because of this height difference, the arc of the tilt when holding an umbrella for her is very large, covering most of his face.

"Oh my God, this little two has become a person in the city, it's just different!"

There were more and more people, and a few little girls who were about the same age as Li Quexin also rushed over, their heads were covered with sweat, as if they had traveled thousands of miles to come, just for a rumor that "Li Quexin is back".

"It's different when you look at it, and you know how to come to see her aunt......"

"Where did people come to see her aunt, did they go to the grave for Sister Kai?"

The women smiled without scruples, and while talking, Li Quexin also smiled. It's just that the smile is clearly stupid, and it's not even half bitter.

"A dead girl is still willing to come back!" squeezed out of the crowd a woman of five big and three thick shouted, compared to her dress is much better than all the women here, although the match is all messed up, what bells and whistles are unbearable to look at, but the material is brand new at a glance.

When she rushed out, she also threw out a basket, Li Qixin subconsciously shrank from the moment she heard her voice, and she didn't move, because the basket was obviously thrown crookedly, and she didn't even wipe the edges.

The originally dark yellow skin was smeared with a thick layer of foundation, red eyes, big red lips, how eye-catching and how to dress up. When he glared at Li Quexin, that gaze was almost eager to rip her off.

"Auntie......" Li Que cried timidly, and his fingers were twisted unconsciously.

"Come over to me!" Li Xuehua gritted her teeth and yelled at her, as if Li Quexin had really done something heinous and wrong.

Li Quexin not only did not pass, but leaned close to the people around him.

Li Xuehua was furious, turned around in a somewhat funny posture, and finally saw a broken broom in the corner of the wall, she picked it up and pumped it at Li Quexin......

Everyone watched the excitement, and they all looked like they were happy to see it.

"Brother!" Li Que hurriedly hid to his other side.

The broom fell and smashed on the umbrella, and Li Xuehua changed direction and tried to pump her again, but the result was still on the umbrella...... After several back and forth, the umbrella in the boy's hand protected her very well.