There are no dead vines and old trees, only small bridges and flowing water.

When the car drove into Yan Murong's happy village, Su Qingwu and Dong Wuyan, two women who had lived in the bustling city for more than 20 years, were suddenly dizzy by the scenery in front of them.

Just now there are dark clouds, but here is a clear sky, the river water of the small bridge at the entrance of the village is crystal clear, from time to time you can still see a few small fish shuttling in it, there is a child of four or five years old, is standing barefoot in the river and giggling, let out bursts of laughter like silver bells, see a car driving over, suddenly one by one screamed and ran up, while chasing the car, while shouting happily, even the shoes can not be worn, a little foot is covered with mud, but do not care.

Entering the entrance of the village, there is a big threshing field, and the big grinding plate in the center of the threshing field is surrounded by people, either working or chatting about the Wang family, Li Jiaxiao, and from time to time a few men let out bursts of laughter.

"Hey, the car." I don't know who suddenly shouted, everyone's eyes were attracted by the Mercedes-Benz RV, and suddenly the chatting and farting stopped, and the people who worked also stood up straight, and all looked at the RV, which was a novelty in their village.

"Hey, this car is so big, I wonder if this has to be bigger than a train, right? It's been a long time since outsiders have come to our village, what are you here for? A middle-aged woman was holding a basket and picking up beans in amazement.

"His second aunt, you don't know this, right?" A middle-aged woman next to her said in agreement. "My second baby came back from the city some time ago, and he had such a photo on his mobile phone, saying that it was called a house and a car?"

"House car? What the hell? ”

"I know it when I hear the name, it must be able to drive as a car and live as a house."

"Oh, no wonder it's so big." The middle-aged woman nodded suddenly and said strangely. "Who do you think this would be?"

"I don't know—hey, look, they've stopped, just see."

As he was talking, Yan Murong had already seen everyone pointing at them. So, he simply stopped the car and prepared to go down to say hello to the villagers.

He has lived here for so many years, and he is very familiar with every field, brick and tile, man and dog here, and now he is very excited to see so many familiar faces.

"Hey—look, it's coming down, ouch, what a handsome boy." The woman said in amazement. "Hey, isn't this the little tiger from Dr. Miao's family?"

"Pss

As soon as the woman's words fell, two chuckles came from behind Yan Murong, and the blame was that the woman's voice was too loud, and all the words she said floated into the ears of Su Qingwu and Dong Wuyan, and the two women who provoked her immediately couldn't help laughing.

"Little Swallow? Little Tiger? Su Qingwu looked at Yan Murong with a strange expression. Your name is so cute. ”

Dong Wuyan was also a who laughed, and the horror on the road just now had already been thrown out of the clouds by them.

"Don't listen to the second aunt's nonsense." Yan Murong blushed and defended, and shouted to the woman again. "Second aunt, how many times have you said it, if you call me a little tiger again, I will bite you."

"Oh, this little baby has gotten worse after going out for so long." The woman laughed heartily. "If you don't think your aunt has rough skin and thick meat, you can come and take a bite - hey, little tiger, those two girls behind you are your wives, right? I've heard Dr. Miao say a long time ago, you are going back to the city to get married, tsk, I didn't think about marrying two at once, and they are really handsome. ”

"Second aunt, don't talk nonsense, this is a friend." Yan Murong hurriedly excused himself, looked at the group of middle-aged women who were smiling without noses and eyes, and quickly pulled the two women and ran into the car.

Don't look at Yan Murong in Yanjing, he has to be windy and rainy, almost to the height of arguing all over Yanjing's invincible opponents, but compared to this group of women who know how to talk nonsense after a day's work and food, he may not be able to catch up even if he rides a rocket.

"Hey, why do they call you Little Tiger?" Su Qingwu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, asked with a smile, very interested in Yan Murong's super cute and cute name.

"A bunch of old ladies screaming." Yan Murong pursed his lips and said. "It's good that I didn't sue them for defamation."

"Tell me." Su Qingwu asked with interest, as if Yan Murong didn't say one, two, three, she wouldn't stop today.

"Actually, it's a story full of heroism and legend." Yan Murong said with a sigh on his face. "It was winter—I remember that day, the snow was so heavy that it was so cold that it froze in my breath, and the old man was so slanderous that he told me to go hunting in the mountains, so I went up the mountain."

"Pick the important ones, don't do so much foreshadowing." Su Qingwu said urgically.

"Okay." Yan Murong nodded helplessly and said. "Then I walked around the mountains for two hours, and at last I saw a hare that had come out to feed, and I was just about to draw my bow and shoot an arrow, and a tiger came out from behind the hare."

"Huh? Tiger? Su Qingwu was startled, looked at the mountains in the distance through the car window, and asked worriedly. Are there wild tigers here? Will it run down that night? ”

"No, it won't." Yan Murong said with great certainty.

Indeed, there are a lot of large beasts in this mountain, but they have long been scared by Yan Murong, seeing Yan Murong's shadow, don't say it to forage for food, even if they come out to poop, when they see Yan Murong appearing, they have to hold back and slip away.

This mountain has no name, but the villagers have given it a name, it is called Happy Mountain - obviously, Yan Murong is the first tyrant of Happy Mountain, and his appearance can definitely make those beasts frightened.

"That's good." Su Qingwu patted her chest before she said. "Go on."

"Go on." Yan Murong pursed his lips and said. "The tiger looks big, and has no ability at all, and I cleaned it up in three or two strokes—oh, by the way, the tiger skin is still hanging in the old man's room, and you can go and see it later."

"Huh? You killed a tiger? Su Qingwu asked in surprise.

"yes." Yan Murong looked proud, and thought, praise me, praise me, why don't you praise me?

"So- what happened to the rabbit?"

"The one-rabbit?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, thinking that Su Qingwu would praise him for a few words, but just wanted to be humble along with the words, but he was stupid by Su Qingwu's question.

Rabbit - Rabbit - Rabbit?

Damn, why does this woman care about rabbits?

PS: I don't care about rabbits, I care about flowers and tickets - by the way, the wrong classmate, you voted for me, who did the VIP give?