It's easy to beg Mo Chunshan to take her back to Gyeongju, and He Wan'er finally let go of the big stone in his heart.

In fact, not only because she had no documents, cash and mobile phone and it was inconvenient to go back to Gyeongju, she was also a little afraid that Uncle Wangdui would continue to ask about her father, and she was even more afraid that Uncle Wangdui would ask her to call her father.

Jiusu Village is still celebrating the New Year, happy and peaceful, how can she bear to tell them the news of her father's death?

After saying goodbye to Uncle Wangdui, they returned to Wulong County in the morning.

Mo Chunshan was here for the first time, so he drove around the county seat, stopped for a while in the center of Jinma Square, and then found a restaurant that looked the largest and cleanest for lunch.

The day before, He Wan'er had eaten enough, and he was reserved and gentleness at lunchtime.

Mo Chunshan ordered his own dishes: "Green pepper shredded pork, mapo tofu, omelet soup." ”

He handed the menu to the waiter, and suddenly said, "All the dishes, the pork is replaced by beef." ”

He Wan'er was drinking chrysanthemum tea, and when he heard this, he looked at him unexpectedly - this person, like her, doesn't he eat pork?

I thought that after lunch, I should continue to hurry, but Mo Chunshan didn't do anything, and went to the best hotel in the county early to stay, saying that he wanted to take a rest.

He Wan'er understood after thinking about it.

Presumably, it was the habit of sleeping on the ground in the tent that made Boss Mo's bones ache, and he didn't rest well all night, so he had to make up for sleep.

She couldn't help but want to skin it, so she said: "Mr. Mo is delicate and expensive, so naturally he has to rest well." ”

Mo Chunshan looked back, glanced at her lightly, and raised the two ID cards in his hand: "Stay away from me, lest the front desk think that Meng Qianyang has changed sex and become a woman with five big and three thick." ”

He Wan'er: "......"

Why did Mo Chunshan go out with Meng Qianyang's ID card, He Guaner deduced that it was probably because Bob wanted to live in a hotel, and his American identity was inconvenient.

Mo Chunshan came back after finishing it, threw the room card to He Wan'er, squinted his eyes and said, "You live next door to me, don't make noise at night, and don't snore too loudly." ”

He Wan'er nodded after listening to the first half, and then realized that he had been cheated again.

…… You're snoring, your whole family is snoring, and you can hear it through three doors!

He Guaner went back to the room angrily, bored alone, watched TV for a long time, then went out with the camera for a long walk, and went back to the hotel with a faint eye, just met Mo Chunshan and came back from washing the car.

"Have you eaten dinner?" he asked.

"No, I don't. He Wan'er replied, his eyes showing anticipation.

She couldn't eat at noon, and when she exercised in the afternoon, she was already hungry.

She licked her lips and said a string of local delicacies she had eaten the day before: "There is chicken soup stewed with yellow umbrella and wild mushrooms, stir-fried black goat meat is also a must, and fried bigfoot mushrooms with bracken are also delicious." ”

As soon as she said it, the more she talked, the more greedy she became, and her saliva overflowed.

"Are you hungry?" Mo Chunshan asked, in a word.

He Wan'er nodded a little embarrassedly, and added a compliment: "Although these game meat are not precious, they have a light and natural taste, which is very suitable for you." ”

Seeing that his eyes were bright just now, he must have been moved by her and wanted to eat.

Who knew that Mo Chunshan took out the car key and gave it to her: "It's just right, there are instant noodles in the car, which is suitable for you." ”

Seeing Mo Chunshan get on the elevator, He Guaner gritted his teeth and went to the parking lot, and while taking instant noodles from the back compartment, he cursed viciously: "You don't accumulate virtue at all when you speak, why don't you become a dumb person!"

It was probably that night of snow and night terror that made He Waner cherish the fact that he could lie in bed and sleep.

fell asleep next to the pillow in seconds, and there was no alarm on her mobile phone, so she said that she would leave at eight o'clock in the morning, and she was an hour late.

Mo Chunshan watched the news on the sofa in the hotel lobby, with a cup of tea in hand, and waited for her for almost an hour.

He Wan'er ran down in a panic, ready to be ridiculed by him, but he didn't say anything.

Yes, three hours have passed, and Mo Chunshan seems to have been pretended to be ***, and he really didn't say a word.

At first, He Guan'er thought that her prayer last night had taken effect, and secretly rejoiced for a while, but as half the morning passed, she felt more and more that the awkward and silent atmosphere in the car might as well let him scold her.

Someone has said that two people who are indifferent are easier to get along with than two people who are enthusiastic, and people like Mo Chunshan, who can naturally control themselves, seem to press the mute button on the top of their heads when they don't want to speak. And even if he doesn't speak, he can even show his disdain for He Wan'er with a few glances when necessary, which is really worth a thousand words.

But He Wan'er's character is not like this.

The family has commented that she is a chatterbox, and she can't stop chattering when she is happy.

Even Ke Zhifang once said half-jokingly and half-jokingly that she had to be very attentive when consulting her, because she spoke quickly and talked a lot, and if she didn't pay attention to the key information, she would miss it.

didn't speak in the middle of the morning, but she was really suffocated.

The sun was shining, the air conditioning was on in the car, and the cold wind was so strong that her face and hands were a little icy.

But it can't be turned off, otherwise the sun-scorched car will soon rise to a high temperature of 30 degrees.

"Good car. After being bored for a long time, she finally couldn't help it and took the initiative to talk to Mo Chunshan.

Unexpectedly, people didn't even look at her, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and pressing a key on the center control with the other, so the sound of music flowed out of the stereo.

He Wan'er felt that his heart was choking again. Well, as soon as she speaks, he turns on the music, and what is hinting at is obvious.

It's just that she is talking noisily - this person is so annoying! But the next second, her attention is attracted by the music.

She couldn't be more familiar with this music, cello, Libe

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Go, Yo-Yo Ma.

He Guaner has never understood these things, and she lacks interest in the so-called elegant art, but she likes and is familiar with this one.

Yo-Yo Ma once personally described the artistic conception of this song - the dimly lit dance field, the smoke in the air, the beautiful girl in the arms of a man, the love and dreams, pain and truth exiled to the rhythm.

As for the cello, she just thinks it's good, but when Mr. Bai is thinking about some problems, he likes to let go of Yo-Yo Ma.

When analyzing cases and preparing for lectures, He Guaner followed him to study and research, and he also knew Libe

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Go, know the Ave Maria.

Mo Chunshan actually listened to the cello, and his taste was the same as that of Teacher Bai.

Suddenly remembered the smell of tea on him in the morning.

She didn't pay much attention to it at that time because she was late, but now that she thinks about it, it seems that he also drank Huang Ya - another place like Teacher Bai.

He Wan'er glanced at Mo Chunshan quietly, he was driving the car intently, with no expression, but the lines of his side face were blurred by the bright sunlight, and the deep and shallow light in his eyes floated, and it was no longer cold.

It is only a three-hour drive from Wu Long to the west, and the altitude has risen to nearly 4,000 meters, which is also close to the border of Xichuan Province.

The road conditions are getting worse, the asphalt road is no longer smooth, and from time to time there is a big pothole across the road, Mo Chunshan drove quite carefully, and there was no way to avoid it.

However, with the ups and downs of the body, He Guaner fell asleep.

There was no way, others ignored her, and the cello was hypnotic, and she listened to it and became groggy.

When she woke up, Mo Chunshan happened to park the car at a pass, she was awakened by the sound of him closing the door, rubbed her eyes, and saw the snow in front of her.

"Wow!"

He Wan'er grabbed the camera and rushed out of the car, but the grass on the side of the road was already covered with ice ballast, and the soles of her feet slipped and she was about to hit the stele in front of her.

"Be careful!"

Whose voice rang out, and who pulled her.

He Wan'er stood firm, calmed down, and saw Mo Chunshan's indifferent face, as well as the hand that was just holding her back.

Oh, and the look of blame + disgust.

He Wan'er grabbed the camera and had only one thing in mind.

What was the matter with that thick, hoarse voice she had just heard?

It's as if it has a handful of coarse gravel, a very special texture, but when you think about it carefully, it's definitely not a normal sound.

After a few seconds, she pointed to the location of her throat and asked Mo Chunshan cautiously, "Your voice, dumb?"

Mo Chunshan froze, and then nodded lightly, the look in his eyes was unnatural for a moment.

It seems to be - a little unwilling?

He Wan'er couldn't help but almost laugh for a while - no wonder he didn't speak, it turned out that he was on fire, and his voice was hoarse and he couldn't speak.

Ahahahaha, it must have been her telekinesis that played a role, and finally made her discover that Mo Chunshan also had a time when she was deflated.

But thinking that people kindly pulled her just now, and because the next journey still depends on Mo Chunshan, she hurriedly lowered her head and tried to manage her expression, and fiercely snuffed out the four big words of schadenfreude in her heart.

Do you want to go back to Gyeongju? Is this big guy she can offend?

So, when he looked up again, He Waner felt that he must be smiling reservedly and understandingly: "Mr. Mo, is it on fire? ”

Mo Chunshan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a questioning expression in his eyes.

He Wan'er immediately raised his hand and swore an oath: "I didn't lie to you, it's absolutely effective." ”

He frowned slightly, a little wary.

He Wan'er hurriedly explained: "I've eaten it, so I know, I really didn't lie to you." ”

She kept playing the package ticket, and Mo Chunshan finally took a pink ticket and came out, raised it towards her, and glanced at her faintly.

He Wan'er was stunned, took the money from him, and put it in his coat pocket.

I don't know if it's because she has too strong comprehension, or if Mo Chunshan's eyes are really good at talking, she can actually read the meaning of his expression just now.

Isn't it just "buy a bottle and leave it as a tip"?

Hum!

She is not the one who bends her waist for five buckets of rice - however, if you have money and don't need to eat instant noodles, then thank you for not being sensitive.

Twenty or thirty-one bottles of pear cream, the rest of the money is used as her home visit + information fee.