"Grandma! Brother Qian has just helped me a lot, look at it, before I apply for volunteers, I will definitely be able to cultivate herbs that will satisfy my second grandfather! ”

Gu Minglan smiled with relief, "Hmm! My grandson has really grown up! We all know how to cultivate herbs well! ”

Zhang Yifan's face turned red when he was told by his grandmother, and he wiped his face with a towel indiscriminately.

"Grandma! Please! This time, I'm going to come up with a result that satisfies all of you. ”

Gu Minglan finished laughing, "You! Let's avoid your father's beating after half a month! ”

"Grandma......" Zhang Yifan pouted aggrievedly, can he still have a good chat?

Duan Fei felt that Zhang Yifan was a little floating, "Young Master, let's be down-to-earth and brag less!" Don't accidentally blow the cowhide, it won't end well! ”

Zhang Yifan rolled his eyes, "What do you know about a layman who only likes to use knives on people all day long!" ”

When the words fell, he pointed to the greenhouse again, and raised his chin proudly, "See, that's all the country I have laid for my future!" It won't be long before you'll come back to me for herbs!

If you know each other, hug my thighs quickly, otherwise, you won't be able to hug me in the future! ”

Duan Fei smiled and clasped his hands around his chest, "I hope that day will come early, so that I can experience what it feels like to follow in the footsteps of others!" ”

Zhang Yifan snorted, "Do you believe it or not!" Anyway, as long as I Zhang Yifan wants to do something, even if the king of heaven is here, I can't stop my footsteps! ”

Song Qianqian saw the hope in the depths of Duan Fei's eyes, and immediately understood that Duan Fei was using the method of agitation, stepped forward and patted Zhang Yifan's shoulder.

"The revolution has not yet succeeded, and the young man still has to continue to work hard!"

Zhang Yifan nodded like pounding garlic, "Well!" I have a score in my heart, Brother Qian, you can rest assured! I'm sure I'm not going to disgrace you! ”

……

Two days later, in the early morning, Duan Fei drove an SUV on the way to Huangshan in Hui Province.

Gu Minglan lazily leaned on the car seat and pretended to sleep, and Zhang Yifan used his mobile phone to remotely control the maid at home to fertilize and weed his herbs.

The car window opened a thin slit, and the wind blew Song Qianqian's short hair, revealing her extremely outstanding face.

She leaned against the glass and quietly watched the scenery out the window.

The sunlight broke through the clouds, covering the distant peaks with a layer of silver.

Looking up, the peak reaches into the sky, and the trees on the peak loom in the high clouds, like the place where the protagonist in the Xianxia drama has become an immortal.

Occasionally, birds fly by in flocks in mid-air, leaving no trace.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Yifan hung up the phone, lifted Erlang's legs leisurely, and looked at Duan Fei in the driver's seat.

"Brother Fei, when will we get to Huangshan? Don't miss the sunset today! ”

Duan Fei glanced at the navigation, "The road is quite smooth today, in half an hour, we will be at the place!" ”

Zhang Yifan turned around, just in time to see Song Qianqian's quiet and clear face, he was immediately shocked, and looked at it for several seconds before he came to his senses.

"Brother Qian, when you go up the mountain later, you must bring your hat!"

“？” Song Qianqian was puzzled!

Zhang Yifan nodded his face, "You are too outstanding here!" It's easy to turn sentient beings upside down! ”

"Poof......" Song Qianqian was amused by him, and glanced at him speechlessly.