640. Trapped
Wu Fengjiao was very guilty.
Fortunately, Lin Susu told Wu Fengjiao that the leaders had investigated Huang Weidong's affairs clearly, and Huang Weidong had cleared his grievances, otherwise, Wu Fengjiao would definitely not know how to face Huang Xiaobao.
During this time, Huang Xiaobao often came to the store to help, Wu Fengjiao gave Huang Xiaobao a salary, but Huang Xiaobao didn't want it.
At this time, it was a meal, and Wu Fengjiao cut a large piece of braised pork and prepared to take Huang Xiaobao back to add a dish.
"Granny Wu, no, you keep the money for selling it yourself, my grandmother must be cooking at home." Huang Xiaobao waved his hand and ran away.
During this time, Huang Xiaobao was helping in the snack bar, and saw Wu Fengjiao's backache every day.
Huang Xiaobao knew that it was not easy for Wu Fengjiao to make money, braised pork was the most expensive food in Wu Fengjiao's shop, and such a large piece would be sold for at least five or six yuan! Huang Xiaobao definitely can't ask for it.
"Sister Wu, thanks to Xiaobao's help today, otherwise, the third sister and I would not be busy." At this time, Ma Chunhua said to Wu Fengjiao with a smile.
In the past, Ma Chunhua, like most people in Liuhe Town, did not have a good impression of Huang Xiaobao.
Now, whoever dares to say that Huang Xiaobao is not good in front of Ma Chunhua, Ma Chunhua can be anxious with others.
Hearing is false, seeing is believing.
Who said that the son of the mayor of Huang's family is not doing his job? Obviously a good boy who is diligent, shy and polite!
"Yes! Mayor Huang taught the children very well, and during this time, thanks to Xiaobao's help. Wu Fengjiao looked at Huang Xiaobao's back and praised with a smile on her face.
Ma Chunhua looked at Huang Xiaobao's back, remembered a rumor outside in the past few days, and wanted to ask Wu Fengjiao if it was true.
Looking at the endless stream of diners, Ma Chunhua's mouth squirmed, and when it reached her mouth, she swallowed it back into her stomach.
Ma Chunhua is not a young man who doesn't care about anything.
There are too many people, now is not the time to gossip!
Tang Mingfeng didn't know why he fell asleep. When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on a green carpet of grass, with a blue sky above my head, and the smell of grass on the tip of my nose.
He ······ Didn't you drink tea at Lin Susu's house? How did you suddenly come to such a place?
Tang Mingfeng stood up, only to feel dizzy.
After this dizziness passed, Tang Mingfeng had time to look around.
Tang Mingfeng's location seemed to be a plain. Behind him, a knife-like cliff towers into the sky.
In front of Tang Mingfeng, there was an endless black land. Tang Mingfeng looked far away, but he didn't find the edge of the black soil.
It was a pity for Tang Mingfeng that nothing was planted on this vast black soil that looked particularly fertile.
However, Tang Mingfeng's pity only lasted for two or three seconds. He didn't know where he was now, and Tang Mingfeng didn't have the heart to pay attention to anything else until he figured out his situation.
Glancing at the towering cliff behind him, Tang Mingfeng decided to walk around the foot of the mountain to find a way up the mountain.
As the saying goes: stand tall and see far!
As soon as you climb to the top of the high mountain, you will definitely have an unobstructed view of the surrounding terrain. Tang Mingfeng felt that looking down from the top of the mountain, maybe he could find a way back to Lin Susu's house?
After more than an hour, Tang Mingfeng stopped his tired feet and sat on the grass.
There is no way, the judgment is wrong, the mountain that Tang Mingfeng thought was not a mountain, but a lonely peak. There are bare stone walls all around, and there is no way up the mountain. The stone wall was too smooth, even if Tang Mingfeng wanted to climb up to take a look, he couldn't start.
Suddenly, Tang Mingfeng's eyes shrank.
What did he see?
Oh, my God~! This is not a lone peak, but a huge "stone pillar"?
He's been gone for so long, and now he's back where he started.
Tang Mingfeng stared at a small square scarf three meters away, and the expression on his face was a little uncertain.
If Tang Mingfeng remembers correctly, this small square scarf was seen once when Tang Mingfeng first woke up.
It's a small yellow scarf. Also a very strange square scarf.
The yellow silk scarf is embroidered with a motif that looks like a poop.
When Tang Mingfeng saw it for the first time, he immediately turned his head away, and then he didn't notice the strangeness of the scarf.
Just imagine, who just opened their eyes and saw a lump of "stinky shit" not far from their body, their first reaction must be to pinch their nose and stay away, who still wants to check whether the shit they see is real or fake?
Tang Mingfeng was the same, when he first saw the square scarf, he was almost disgusted. Immediately looked away, so that he didn't notice that the lump on the square scarf was not really Yoneda Kyo, but a pattern embroidered with silk thread.
Who is so mischievous as to deliberately embroider such a pattern on fine silk? Is it just for disgusting people?
Tang Mingfeng thought as he involuntarily picked up the square towel on the ground and stuffed it into his pocket.
The moment the scarf was in hand, Tang Mingfeng felt a chill in his mind.
Tang Mingfeng was calm, and when he wanted to find out, he didn't find anything, as if the coolness just now was just Tang Mingfeng's own imagination.
The irritability in Tang Mingfeng's heart was slightly reduced.
There are fallen scarves here, which means that there are people here.
Hello someone! As long as you find someone, you can ask for the way home.
Tang Mingfeng regained his spirits.
The "stone pillars" can't be climbed, so is the end of these black soil the way home?
Tang Mingfeng was full of hope and embarked on a "journey". After more than half an hour, Tang Mingfeng stopped and almost scolded.
The black soil at the foot of Tang Mingfeng has reached the end here.
There was a white expanse ahead, except for the thick fog or the thick fog.
Tang Mingfeng squatted down and wanted to touch the ground under his feet with his hands, was it real?
As soon as Tang Mingfeng's hand stretched forward, exceeding his toes, he was immediately stopped by an invisible barrier.
How so? Tang Mingfeng was a little dumbfounded.
There is no way forward, and there is no way back. Did God want to "imprison" him here?
Tang Mingfeng didn't give up, took a deep breath, raised his hands, put them to his mouth to make a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly in the direction of the dense fog: "Is there anyone?" ”
There was no sound in the thick fog.
"Is there anyone up ahead?"
"Let me out!"
"Someone~!"
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Tang Mingfeng kept changing the content of the shouting, and shouted intermittently for more than ten minutes.
There was silence in the thick fog, and there was not a sound at all.
Tang Mingfeng wanted to cry without tears.
What the hell is going on? How did you come to such a place for no reason?
There is not even a thing to eat here, and when he is hungry for a while, does he want to eat grass?