Soon, the consecration ceremony was completed, and everyone under the leadership of Zhao Wuye, put on the fresh five fruits, four flowers, and respectfully worshiped the dragon lord, and the ceremony was over.

Murphy turned back to his little courtyard. From afar, I saw a brand-new Hongqi sedan parked in front of my house. This is the arrival of the guest, Mo Fei walked a few steps, pushed open the fence door, and walked into the courtyard. I saw a group of four people sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, and one of them was Director Liang of the Provincial Institute of Life Sciences.

At this time, Director Liang was pouring tea for an old man with gray hair and a slightly dull yellow face. It seems that Director Liang is a "dove occupies the magpie's nest" and plays the role of the master. Mo Fei secretly said in his heart: "This old man really doesn't treat himself as an outsider." ”

However, Mo Fei really appreciates Director Liang, he is meticulous in his work, and the rigorous academic spirit of the scholar is vividly reflected in Director Liang. Life is humorous and informal. When you get along with such a person, you will feel very relaxed, and you don't have to worry about the hidden sharpness and intrigue between people.

The remaining two people looked very young, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, sitting upright, with a solemn attitude, and a faint aura of murder on their bodies, if the expectation was good, these two people should have been born in the army, and they were not ordinary soldiers, otherwise they would not have hidden such a powerful evil aura under the appearance of a light and breeze. It seems that, as Director Liang said, this old man is really not a simple character.

Director Liang was talking to the old man about this, looking relaxed and comfortable. Hearing the sound of the courtyard door, he smiled when he saw that it was Mo Fei walking in.

"Xiaomo, I've been waiting for you for a while. Seeing everyone gathered at the foot of the mountain, could it be that the temple in your village has been completed? ”

"No, Zhao Wuye has spoken, if you want every family to go, I'll just go and have fun. Uncle Liang, don't you want to introduce me to these guests. ”

"Look at me, patronizing and talking to you, but forgetting the business. Old Zhou, don't be surprised by your old man. ”

Director Liang was still playing with Mo Fei in the previous sentence, but he apologized to the old man in the last sentence, and said one sentence to the two of them, but it didn't seem abrupt at all.

"Don't be poor, you kid. Tell me about this kid. ”

Director Liang, who is over fifty years old and has gray hair, is called a kid by the old man, how to look at it and feel very happy. But there's nothing wrong with that, according to the age gap between the two people, a kid can be called.

Director Liang scratched his very thinning hair in embarrassment, and hurriedly said: "Old man, you don't know how to save me some face in front of juniors, I'm in my fifties."

As he spoke, he called Mo Fei in front of him: "Xiaomo, this is the old Zhou I told you, I will ask you to take care of it in the future." The two young men in the back are Xiao Li and Xiao Zhao, who are responsible for Zhou Lao's safety. Old Zhou, this is the Mo Fei I often mention, how about it, is it as rich as jade and extraordinary, I am not exaggerating, right? ”

"No, no, it's better than you say, the young man is really a talent."

When Director Liang introduced the environment of Gujing Village to Mr. Zhou, he described Mo Fei in detail. What a conversation is elegant, like Pan An. Old Man Zhou didn't believe it. I feel that Director Liang is a little exaggerated, what kind of young talent I have never seen, so naturally I will not judge people by their appearance. I want to live in the countryside, don't I just like the kindness and simplicity of the countrymen, my body knows that although it has been temporarily suppressed by drugs, but I am old, and I am not as good as before in all aspects, and I am just surviving. My biggest wish is to be able to live in the countryside for a while. I came from the countryside, and I have a deep affection for the countryside and farmers, so I can be regarded as an alternative kind of fallen leaves.

I began to listen to Director Liang's recommendation of Gujing Village, and I felt that Director Liang could speak without boundaries, and there could be such a good place and such an outstanding character in the world. Maybe the green mountains and green waters, the fragrant smell of the earth, can only remain in their own memories.

I looked at the photo of Gujing Village brought by Director Liang, and I felt that my eyes were bright, green clouds like waves, ancient wood forests, and the small village in the photo was wrapped in layers of green waves, looming, as if it was a paradise, and I heard that Xiaoliang's research institute and this village had also signed a cooperation agreement, so I also had the idea of taking a look. The young man who also praised Xiao Liang was a little curious, is it that good? It's like a hermit master in ancient times. Unexpectedly, this is really better to be famous than to meet, and meeting is better than being famous. The young man looks really energetic, his eyes are as bright as stars, his eyebrows are black as ink, the bridge of his nose is high, his posture is straight, like an orchid and a bamboo, he really has a bit of the demeanor of a good son.

Zhou Lao secretly admired in his heart.

Mo Fei has always been more respectful of the elderly, which can be seen from his attitude towards Zhao Wuye. After Director Liang introduced the two parties, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet Mr. Zhou.

Zhou Lao, who is in his eighties, is probably the same era as Mo Fei's grandfather. Murphy naturally can't afford to slack off. I also greeted Zhou Lao's two guards.

While entering the house, Mo Fei secretly took out some seasonal fruits from the space to entertain everyone.

"These are all grown in the countryside for their own food, and they have not been used with chemical fertilizers or pesticides, so I am very relieved."

The crowd was not welcome. Zhou Lao picked up a few strawberries, red and gorgeous, very cute, close to the nose, the unique fruity aroma of strawberries came to his face.

"Xiaomo, these fruits of yours look really good. Not using pesticides and fertilizers can affect yields, and there are also concerns about pests and diseases. Look at these fruits of yours, they are so big and beautiful that they are so beautiful that I don't know how you have cultivated them. ”

As he spoke, he put a strawberry in his mouth, and suddenly, a burst of rich fruit aroma stimulated his taste buds. It tastes so good, I haven't eaten such pure strawberries for a long time

Now the fruits on the market look good, but the taste is very poor, in fact, many of them are ripened by chemicals, and many are grown in greenhouses, without wind and rain, without the baptism of rain and dew in nature, how can there be sweet fruits.

Zhou Lao ate a few strawberries, and only felt comfortable all over his body, as if there was a warm current flowing through his limbs and hundreds of remains, moisturizing his internal organs. Especially in my liver, there is a very obvious burning sensation.

The fatigue since the illness was suddenly swept away, and I felt comfortable from the inside out. This feeling surprised Boss Zhou, could it be that a few small fruits are comparable to a panacea? Of course, Zhou Lao was just puzzled for a moment, and he didn't take this matter to heart.

Although he knew from Director Liang that Mo Fei was very mysterious and always unexpected, he didn't think that just eating a few fruits from his family could alleviate the diseases that the world's top medical experts were helpless for.

In this quiet and quiet village, looking at the green mountains and green waters, listening to the chirping of birds, and eating delicious fruits without pollution, Mr. Zhou's mood is unconsciously extraordinarily happy, as if yesterday's everything, personal merits and disgraces, the ups and downs of the sea, the major rights and wrongs of life, all of them have turned into a passing cloud, and life is only the most worthy of cherishing and paying attention to the present.