An Yisheng didn't expect Mu Qing to be hostile to his call.

He kindly reminded.

This woman is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs?

"Mu Qing, it doesn't matter to me whether you live or die. Since you don't believe me, then I haven't called you today. ”

An Yisheng angrily bombarded Mu Qing on the other end of the phone, and then quickly hung up the phone.

Putting away the phone, An Yisheng clenched his hand into a fist and smashed it against the wall.

The phalanges were suddenly red and swollen.

He hung his head slightly, but a look of self-deprecation crossed his evil handsome face.

Calling her to remind her is just self-deprecating.

And he An Yisheng, why should he be such a self-deprecating person?

……

Half past eight in the morning.

Mu Qing and Bai Rou arrived in this impoverished mountainous area near Pingshan Village.

Because it is a mountainous area, it is not even called a village, and the people here call this place Kongkeng.

It's small, so small that there are only a dozen families.

It's very poor here, so poor that the tap water is connected to the mountain spring.

It's very backward here, so backward that you need to use a huge pot lid to receive signals to watch a TV series.

Mu Qing and Bai Rou had just arrived here, and they clearly found that their mobile phone signal was unstable.

When Mu Qing took out his mobile phone to contact Yang Xueshu, the call always showed that the mobile phone had no signal.

Extremely helpless, Mu Qing could only find a family in this small mountainous area and briefly inquired about the signal.

The children here have their cheeks red from the cold in winter, and the spring has not yet fully improved.

It is conceivable what kind of closed life they live in this small mountainous area all year round.

"Little friend. Do you know where you have a better signal? Mu Qing approached a little boy with red cheeks, his eyes were gentle, and his tone was calm.

Maybe it's because the person in front of you is a child.

So Mu Qing was subconsciously a little gentler when he spoke.

The child raised his head and looked at Mu Qing, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of curiosity about Mu Qing: "We only have a good signal on the mountain here." ”

Mu Qing got the answer, and the corners of his lips suddenly curved: "Then can you take me over?" ”

The child hesitated for a few seconds, stared at Mu Qing, and didn't say a word.

Seeing him like this, Mu Qing was not in a hurry or angry, but silently waited for this child to think clearly.

Sensing that there was no malice on Mu Qing's body, the child seemed to have figured it out, and nodded towards Mu Qing: "I can take you over, but I want to tell my parents first." ”

After speaking, the child didn't wait for Mu Qing to agree, and turned around and ran towards home.

Two minutes later, the child reappeared, followed by his parents, dressed in farm clothes.

Seeing such a family of three, Mu Qing's eyes were gentler and thicker.

She couldn't help but think of her life as a child.

At that time, Mu Dazhuang and Li Xianglan also wore such clothes every day, and they were busy with the never-ending farm work every day.

"Hello, I heard my child say that you are going to a place with a good signal, and I will take you there." The child's parents came over and came to Mu Qing's side and smiled kindly at her.

When Mu Qing saw this simple smile, her heart seemed to open up a little in an instant.

It's really been a long time since I've seen such a simple, sincere, and simple smile.

Nodding, the corners of Mu Qing's lips raised: "Okay, thank you." ”