Huang Jun is very optimistic about the company's prospects and eagerly hopes to solve the matter of the Timber Association as soon as possible.

It is said that there are people in the palace who are good officials, but the timing is unfortunate, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Huang Jun's ardent expectations can't be fulfilled, and all units and departments are on holiday.

At noon, Huang Jun booked two tables of banquets at the hotel, gathered Wang Yihui and everyone together, and had a meal together.

After the meal, Huang Jun didn't ask everyone about their festival plans, and left directly. Everyone has their own lives, and it coincides with this family reunion, and Huang Jun doesn't want to disturb them.

When he got home and hurriedly cleaned up, Huang Jun went out with a small backpack on his back.

With nothing to do in the afternoon, Huang Jun wants to go on a short trip. To the south of Moriki City is a mountain, and there seem to be a lot of places of interest on it, as well as temples with strong incense.

Perhaps because of the holiday, there are a lot of tourists on the mountain. Mixed in with the crowd, Huang Jun put down his worries and threw himself into the beauty of nature.

Walking all the way and taking a lot of beautiful photos, Huang Jun came to the top of the mountain. Looking at the endless stream of tourists walking into the mountain temple, Huang Jun decisively turned around and walked to a remote place.

Huang Jun felt that he was not very interested in things like gods and ghosts. Where did it come from, Huang Jun felt that it was Xiaoyu's appearance. Gods and ghosts are unpredictable, and energy particles are created out of nothing, is it the same situation? Instead of believing in gods and ghosts, it is better to exercise your skills to be real.

Where there is a landscape, there are tourists, which may be a unique symbol of China. Walking through the forest path, Huang Jun walked farther and farther, and unconsciously, he had reached another mountain.

Looking at the lush trees on the mountain and the endless sea of green, Huang Jun sat down on a boulder and took out a pack of mooncakes from his backpack.

It was a reunion, but he couldn't reunite with his parents, Huang Jun had indescribable emotions in his heart. If the state wants to conduct secret research, is it necessary to be so mysterious, and it has to break up other people's families.

Huang Jun was extremely disgusted and disgusted by this practice.

With resentment, Huang Jun picked up the mooncake, looked at the mountain scenery, and ate it slowly. At this moment, he looks so depressed, lonely and helpless.

The phone rang just then.

Huang Jun put down the moon cake and took out his phone. Looking at the unfamiliar number, Huang Jun connected: "Hey, who, this is Xiangrui Fuzhao Timber Collection." ”

"Hahaha, boy, yes, never forget your business. I've sent your letter to your neighbor, come back and pick it up. A familiar voice smiled heartily and made things clear.

"It's you, how are my parents?" Listening to the voice of the soldier surnamed Sun, Huang Jun asked a little eagerly.

"It's good and it's coming to fruition. Don't be resentful, boy, everything your parents do is for your future. The soldier surnamed Sun said.

"Where are you, I'll rush back immediately, I want to write a letter, you can bring it back to me." Huang Jun quickly packed his things and asked.

The soldier surnamed Sun hesitated for a while and said, "Forget it, let your parents work with peace of mind." Hung up. ”

The soldier surnamed Sun was very simple, and after speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

When Huang Jun called back, he couldn't get through.

"You bastard." Huang Jun scolded angrily and got up and went down the mountain.

But less than a hundred meters away, Huang Jun stopped and looked at an old man not far away. The old man's hair was gray, and he was kowtowing to a gap in a large rock. In front of the old man were three offerings and an incense burner.

The old man kowtowed, and his body shook incessantly, as if he was crying.

There are no places of interest here, and there are no land lords and gods, who does he kowtow to?

Huang Jun couldn't help his curiosity and stepped forward. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the old man turned his head to look at Huang Jun, hurriedly wiped away his tears, and squeezed out a smile. He nodded at Huang Jun, turned around and sat on the ground, took out a cigarette and smoked it.

"Uncle, who are you here to pay tribute to?" Huang Jun looked at the deep wrinkles on the old man's brows and asked curiously.

"You're here to travel, life is good, people have learned to enjoy it, yes." The old man seemed to ask Huang Jun, and he seemed to sigh.

Huang Jun glanced at the crack in the rock, didn't see any doorway, and asked again, "Uncle, is there anything to say here?" ”

The old man shook his head, spat out a puff of cigarette, and said, "I dug up a big potato here back then, saved the lives of the family, and came to say goodbye." ”

"Sweet potato?!" Hearing this again, Huang Jun suddenly thought of Aunt Liu, who opened a restaurant, and hurriedly confirmed: "Uncle, what is your relationship with Aunt Liu, the one who opened the restaurant?" ”

"That's my daughter-in-law." The old man replied. After speaking, he looked at Huang Jun and said, "Do you know her, have you eaten at a restaurant?" ”

Huang Jun nodded and said, "That sweet potato was dug up from here?" ”

The old man turned his head to look at the crack in the rock, and said with an affectionate face, "Yes, it was dug out of here." This is my benefactor. ”

Looking at the old man's pious appearance, Huang Jun said with some emotion: "Old man, do you still have sweet potato seedlings, can you give me one, I will plant it when I go home, and then taste the delicious sweet potato." ”

The old man shook his head and said, "All the ones planted this year have been given away, and I'm afraid it won't be available until next year." You don't have a ...... this year."

Speaking of this, the old man stopped as if he was awake, grabbed the basket beside him, pulled out a can and bottle from it, and said happily: "You take this back and try it, maybe you can still live." ”

Huang Jun looked at the dark green sweet potato seedlings in the canned bottle, stretched out his hand to take it, and said, "Thank you then, I'll go back and try it." ”

"Alas!" With a smile on his face, the old man said, "I thought that this kind of tree is a little impossible in this season. You take it back just right, let it bloom and spread its leaves, so that more people can taste it. ”

"Okay." Huang Jun put the canned food and bottles in his backpack and said, "Old man, I'm leaving, slow down when you go back." ”

"Oh, thank you." The old man took out a cigarette again and lit it.

On the way back, Huang Jun was thinking, after returning home, he must take out the purple-hearted benefactor taro, and eat sweet potatoes at night.

After going down the mountain and getting in the car, Huang Jun quickly rushed back to Caiyuan Community. The surnamed Sun handed over the letter to the neighbor, which neighbor is it, downstairs, or Sun Jiaqian on the other side?

Guessing in his heart, Huang Jun rang the doorbell of the neighbor downstairs. There were two doors, east and west, and no one responded at all.

Is it really Sun Jiaqian? Huang Jun went upstairs and knocked on her door. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, so she shouldn't stay here. Her father is here, and she should follow him home.

Sure enough, there was no one at all.

"Damn, this bastard surnamed Sun won't stuff it through the crack in the door, it's stupid." Huang Jun couldn't see the letter from his parents, and he was very unhappy.

Back in the house and taking a short rest, Huang Jun took out the canned bottle. Unsealing the wax seal, Huang Jun pulled out a long section of sweet potato seedlings from it. The seedlings are already a little dehydrated, and the leaves are a little whitish, but the fresh breath is still there.

pinched a section from the sweet potato seedling, and Huang Jun pressed it in the palm of his hand. With the faint energy particles flickering, the sweet potato seedlings disappeared without a trace.

"Quickly put the genetic map out, and I'll see how big this sweet potato is?" Huang Jun urged his mind to ask Xiao Yu.

Wow! A forty-two-inch super-large analog display appeared in front of Huang Jun.

Looking at the genetic map of sweet potatoes, Huang Jun was stunned for a while. The shape of this sweet potato is really not small, it is fifty or sixty centimeters long, and the diameter is also twenty or thirty centimeters, at least it is estimated to be sixty or seventy catties.

"It's big." Huang Jun smacked his tongue for a while. Looking at the situation of this sweet potato, it should be the sweet potato seedlings carefully selected by the old man.

With such a big sweet potato, Huang Jun couldn't eat it, so he simply cut a part of it on the gene map and docked it under the individual code.

Huang Jun didn't delay any longer, and simply began to build an energy framework, just looking forward to making a sweet potato banquet in the evening.

After working for half an hour, there was already half a sweet potato with a purple heart in the pot in front of Huang Jun.

Bringing the basin to the kitchen, Huang Jun took a knife to chop up the sweet potato, and ate the sweet potato tonight, plus sweet potato porridge.

Ding dong! While Huang Jun was busy, the doorbell rang.

Huang Jun guessed the identity of the person who came and walked to the door. After glancing at the cat's eyes, seeing that it was Sun Jiaqian, Huang Jun hurriedly opened the door.

"Here you go." Sun Jiaqian stuffed a letter to Huang Jun, turned around and walked to the opposite door.

Huang Jun looked at her back, sighed secretly, closed the door, sat on the sofa and tore open the envelope.

The familiar handwriting of his parents was once again imprinted into Huang Jun's eyes: "Child, another year has passed." At this time, parents don't know how to write. I owe you so much all these years...... It's time for the Mid-Autumn Festival at home. ”

"Soon, it's time for our family to be reunited. I haven't seen you for so many years, I'm afraid I won't recognize you. Come to think of it, our Xiaojun should also be twenty-three, the age of falling in love. Find one and wait for Mom and Dad to go back and see ......."

Seeing this, Huang Jun was already in tears, and he couldn't cry anymore.

After venting his thoughts for a while, Huang Jun read it again, wiped away his tears, put the letter paper into the envelope, and put it away preciously.

In the evening, Huang Jun set up a large table of dishes in the restaurant, and also put three pairs of dishes and chopsticks. Tonight, thousands of lights are lit up, family gatherings, Huang Jun can only express his feelings of longing in this way.

After three glasses of liquor, Huang Jun picked up the wine glass and said, "Mom and Dad, I have grown up and know my future direction, I will work hard, you come back to see my achievements, do it!" ”

Huang Jun craned his neck and poured a glass of white wine into his stomach. The strong stimulation brought by the wine made Huang Jun feel sour.

Eating the dishes he cooked, Huang Jun smiled bitterly for a while, sighed for a while, and was almost crazy.

Halfway through eating, Huang Jun put down his chopsticks and turned his head to look at the door.

Like, like, Sun Jiaqian didn't go home, why didn't she go home? Can you invite her to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together?

Huang Jun got up, went out, and knocked on Sun Jiaqian's door.

Huang Jun waited for a while, and Sun Jiaqian opened the door. Her mouth was full of wine, and she almost fainted Huang Junfu.

"What are you doing?" Huang Jun asked worriedly.

"You are in charge, is there anything wrong?" Sun Jiaqian seemed to be a little impatient, and as she spoke, she was already leaning against the door, holding a wine glass and drinking again.

Huang Jun snatched it from her, and said a little angrily: "What are you doing, doing death?!" ”

"Get out, old lady annoys you." Sun Jiaqian staggered around and kicked on the door.

"You can do it." Huang Jun closed the door for her and walked back in a huff.

I really think I'm a character, and I don't serve anymore. It's okay to get drunk, it's really a psychopath.

Back at the dining table, Huang Jun smiled at the other two pairs of chopsticks and said, "I still want to find a temporary girlfriend, but she doesn't want to, so let's continue." ”

Before he knew it, Huang Jun was drunk. He staggered back to his bedroom, and fell asleep for a while.

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