The swimming pool is in the shape of a gourd, and there are stairs and gauntlets at the entrance, which are used for elegant people to enter and exit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info How can a big man like me go to the exit entrance, where it is convenient to go, as long as the trouser fork is not open. So I have the image of one of my flip-flops soaked in the water, and the other lying on the shore with waves at the bottom.

The upper part of the gourd is a shallow water area, the horizontal line is lower than the waist and lower than the hips, located between the legs, the root of the thighs, which can not block the privacy at all, and is an exclusive water play place for male and female couples. Such a shallow place is only suitable for those who can't swim to show off in front of the opposite sex, [The so-called teasing is nothing more than the timid diving to the bottom of the water to touch the legs, and the bold diving into the water to pinch the buttocks, making a group of girls scream. Or some two hundred and five directly half-squatted in the water and let out a few farts in a row to make a string of bubbles or something, in short, it is to pretend that B is unlimited, and the festival is full of broken pools. For these all kinds of pretending to be B, what I hate the most is farting directly in the pool. 】

The water level in the shallow water is not suitable for a swimmer like me, so I plan to test the water in the deep water, the water level in the deep water is unknown, anyway, I can't stand on the bottom, because the water is relatively clear, I can still see the non-slip bottom paved with blue mosaic lattice, and the edge of the pool is also pasted with the words "water depth danger" written in bold red letters.

Freestyle, breaststroke, backstroke, butterfly, and finally dog planing, I swam back and forth in various positions in the deep water, sometimes like a fish with shining scales, sometimes like a chicken in the water flapping its wings frantically, when I was tired, I lay on my back on the water and stared at the floating clouds in the sky, let the buoyancy of the water hold me up, the huge palm tree trunk on the shore was rough like the skin of a Chinese alligator, the leaves were like a forked fan, hanging slender and long, and the dark green fruit was densely packed like cockroach eggs, which made people have a dense phobia.

Under the sun, in the pool, my body was soaked a little bloated, feeling like a dead pig floating in the water for a long time, very heavy and frivolous, so I planned to go ashore to rest for a while, so that the various functions of the body could be effectively recovered, but I had no choice but to try my best to jump up from the edge of the deep water, and I felt like I was entangled by water ghosts. In desperation, the stairs at the entrance of the pool became my best choice.

Towards noon, the sun loved only my temples, and I was a little sleepy, so I lay flat on the smooth tiles of the shore so that the sun could tan me in a bronzer, with only a triangular fig leaf on my body.

At this time, it was nearly noon, and the roof of the wooden attic was full of smoke, and where the smoke rose, the birds in the woods flew low, and occasionally passed over my head, dropping a liquid bomb with a white and black background. It seems that this mountain manor is still using the most primitive way of making a fire in an earthen stove, and the aroma spreads throughout the villa through the air vents, and I stretch my nostrils wide, [the special function of a foodie] like a dog that smells fresh poop ten miles away.

"Steamed lamb chops with millet." After the olfactory nerve is transmitted to the brain system, the analysis produces a familiar dish in my mind, I am too familiar with this taste, when I was a child, my mother often made this dish, because it was my favorite with my father, at that time it was with my father to rush to eat, but my father would let me, he usually only eat millet, rarely go to the lamb chops. Coincidentally, Brother Dong also likes to make this dish, but Brother Dong is obviously much more of a jerk, he only clips lamb chops,

I never eat millet, so I have to fight with him with chopsticks every time. Tracing the source of the aroma, I was shocked to find that the kitchen was under the chimney, [stupid, of course the kitchen is under the chimney!] 】

Actually, I want to say that the kitchen is just a wall away from the back pavilion, but I only notice it now. It's so convenient!

After getting dressed, I tiptoed around the door to peep through the crack in the door, [Like a thief, I was a thief! 】

After looking for a long time, I didn't see a figure, just when I was going to push the door and go in to steal a meal, there was a woman's voice inside, I could hear it was the voice of the proprietress, as if she was not talking to someone on the phone, but live broadcasting, it seems that there are really people inside, and there is more than one, fortunately I did not act rashly. [Nonsense again, how can anyone talk] It seems that there is only a chance, for the sake of millet pork ribs, I am willing to be a mobile bugging device at the door.

The half-concealed wooden door was weathered and distorted, anchored to the door frame by two rusted hinges, and occasionally turned freely to make a creaking sound as a fingernail scraping glass. The eight painted red characters on the door panel of "Kitchen Heavy Floor, Idlers are Not Allowed to Enter" fell off the paint surface of the eight large red characters, leaving only imprints. Through the door, I peeked into the kitchen a total of four people, [except for me] two guys were busy arranging our group's lunch, or the two guys yesterday, from the moment they came to Banshan Manor, until now I have hardly heard them say a word, as if someone had cut out their tongues, only know a human flesh machine that does everything. There is also the proprietress who is leaning against a large water tank, her ass sitting on the edge of the tank, her hands in her trouser pockets crossed and her legs folded, her expression is very serious, like an overseer. In addition, there is a yellow hair that I have never seen before, a very fancy yellow hair, thin and tall yellow hair dyed with a golden broom head, a yellow hair with a plaid shirt and only the bottom two buttons on it, revealing half of the ribs without muscles, which looks like a social bad youth.

[That's right, Lao Tzu hates yellow hair the most, so I have to mention it a few more times. 】