Compared to the A3, the southbound A8 motorway is not so cool, it is a speed limit, because at the end of this section of the road is Munich, the largest city in Bavaria, and the traffic is relatively heavy. I don't know if it's a coincidence that Hong Tao came at the right time, he really didn't realize that there were more cars on the road, even less than some sections of the A3.

It was almost 234 kilometers from Nuremberg to Rotahoeegen, and it took three hours to get there. Aside from the speed limit, the main problem was that he was going the wrong way.

After getting around Munich, the A9 became the A8, and there were indeed more cars on the road, many of which were carrying suitcases and motorhomes. Today is Saturday, and the vehicles are supposed to be on an outing around the city from Munich.

Hong Qi has been sleeping since he got into the car, and now that he has woken up, he just saw several cars pulling horse trailers in a group, and he had to ask Hong Tao to come over to see what kind of horses were in the trailer.

As a result, the variety was not seen clearly, and the high-speed exit was missed, if it weren't for Hong Tao's ability to understand a few German words similar to English, it is estimated that he would have rushed into Austria and went to Salzburg.

After a big turn, I finally turned into Highway 318, and before I drove far, a huge lake appeared on the right side of the front of the car. The lake is surrounded by not too high hills, the slopes of which are full of verdant woods, and the gentle slopes below are all meadows. Although it is only February, it already has a layer of tender green, and with patches of snow that has not yet melted, it is even more charming than summer.

"I said Ma Chao, the scenery of your grandfather's house seems to be much better than that of your Uncle Hong's house, why don't you discuss with the old man and change the residence with me?"

“…… When my dad was leaving, he told me that you couldn't agree to anything, and he had already called my grandfather and said that he couldn't be polite to you, and asked my grandfather to hide all the good wine and cigarettes in the house. ”

Ma Chao has long been brainwashed by the Hong father and daughter, and he can't see Paul and Sun Lili all the year round, and he has no loyalty to his parents at all, so he sells it cleanly.

"Cut, your Aunt Jiang's house is much more beautiful than here, and there are snowy mountains, we are not rare, aren't we Qiqi?" was so squeezed by a child in a child's words, and in front of his daughter, Hong Tao's old face was almost out of place. The most annoying thing is that he can't directly scold Ma Chao, he is a child who understands something, and if there is a problem, he is also taught by adults.

"Your dad is so annoying!" Of course, Hong Qi was not happy to hear others slander his father, even if he was a sworn friend.

"My mom hated it even more, and she told my dad that she wanted me to go back to China to study. I won't go back, where is the sea fun in Houhai, and I can't ride a horse. Uncle Hong, can you tell my dad that I can go to school in a small town, and I promise to study hard. Ma Chao's attitude towards his parents is worse than Hong Qi's, and the main source of this resentment is the question of where to study.

"Can you guarantee it? Miss Jeddah told me that you are often lazy and don't study. Hong Tao can still mix this matter, he and Sun Lili are pinched when they meet, but they are not really hostile to each other. On the contrary, if she encounters any trouble, she will be the first to come to her to discuss.

"Ma Chao learned Latin better than me, and he also learned boxing with Mr. Larry. Huh...... In this way, the fight is good. At the critical moment, Hong Qi must stand up for Ma Chao and say bluntly, how can the pirate captain be mixed without a boatswain, and Ma Chao must be left in Marshall Manor.

"Damn, isn't it, how can there be a Bayern fan gathering here, is it said that there is a football game today?" At this time, the car had already driven past the east bank of the lake, and was turning right into a lakeside town, and the street sign should be Rotaheegen.

The town is built at the foot of a low hill, and small wooden buildings are scattered along the main street, and the balconies and windowsills of each house are placed with blooming flowers.

There is a small square in the middle of the main street, don't look at the small town is not big but there are really a lot of people, there are a lot of cars, the small square is not an exaggeration to describe it as crowded, there must be one or two hundred people, there are men and women, old and young, the common point is that everyone has red and black elements.

Hong Tao doesn't need to look carefully to know what they are wearing and wearing, Bayern Munich's team uniforms and scarves. But the Allianz Arena itself just passed by an hour ago, and it is indeed in the northern suburbs of Munich, is Bayern Munich here to play away games?

Maybe the Bundesliga has started in February, and although I haven't heard of a Bundesliga team called Rotaheegen, I don't know about the other divisions. No, you have to go and have a look!

"You two are holding on to my clothes and don't let go!" After finding a place to park the car, Hong Tao hugged Hong Changqing and the remaining two children and began to make do with the crowd.

After drilling around in a circle, Hong Tao finally figured out that it was not a game, but the Bayern Munich team was indeed here. They had come to relax and were returning to Munich. These are the residents of the town or tourists who come to see off their favorite team.

Not only did he figure out the origin of the crowd, Hong Tao also chatted with the owner of a cigar shop, and in order to talk better, he specially bought two cigars from his shop for 40 euros, and smoked while feeling the general situation of the town.

Rotahoeegan was close to the southern end of Lake Tegen, with the remnants of the Alps behind him, and he didn't understand what Hongtao was called, and the uncle's English had a strong smell of white sausages.

Anyway, there is a small 2,000-meter mountain more than ten kilometers behind, and there are good ski trails on the mountain, but it is a pity that the flood came a little late, and now the ski season has passed.

There are only a few more than 3,000 people in the town, and most of them make a living from tourism. Despite its small size, it is a famous holiday destination in Bavaria, where even the famous Bayern Munich team spends an entire summer every year.

As for Marx's family, it is also a very old land-sitting household in the town. His house had a total of four small wooden buildings, which belonged to the Marx brothers and the elder Marx. One of them is more than 100 years old, and it is the oldest surviving building in the town, which cannot be said to be a cultural relic, but also a status symbol.

This small building has been turned into an open hotel, or farmhouse, by old Marx, for wealthy families who come here for vacation. Attention, it's a wealthy family. Lucas, the owner of the cigar shop, had a greedy glint in his eyes when he said the word, and the rent was certainly not cheap.

"This is my scarf! No, it's mine!" Hong Tao prefers to smoke a cigar and drink coffee in the warm room instead of running outside to see off the team in the cold weather. But Hong Qi and Ma Chao sneaked out without being idle, and when they came back, they dragged a Bayern scarf together, and their little faces were red.

"Let go, what yours and mine, you are good friends, how can you fight for a scarf!" Hong Tao's eyes were very poisonous, and he had already seen the signature on the scarf. That's easy, this scarf belongs to you, and for good reason, you can't let a scarf ruin the child's friendship, so it must be confiscated.

"Don't want it, don't want it, I don't like that ugly uncle!" Hong Qi didn't like football either, and it was just instinct to grab with Ma Chao, and she let go as soon as Hong Tao intervened.

"This is what Uncle Kahn gave me, and it has my name on it!" But Ma Chao has been trained by Hong Tao to become a football fan since he was a child, and he has not forgotten it even when he went to the United States. He also had a rough idea of who Karn was, and he clung to his scarf and tried desperately to assert his rights.

"Your name is William?" Hong Tao was about to glare when Lucas leaned over and looked carefully at the signature on the scarf.

"Of course, I'm William Marx, that's my name!" Ma Chao is just a Chinese name, his full name was given by Paul, and he is not called Ma Chao when he goes abroad.

"This scarf is indeed his...... Does this kid have anything to do with Marx's family?" Lucas's words shattered Hong Tao's attempt to seize the scarf.

"He was the son of Paul Marx, and I took him back to see my grandfather. "Robbing children's toys in front of outsiders, Hong Tao really didn't reach this shameless level, so he had to give up.

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