In the end, under Feng Ziwei's eye attack and the kind invitation of the "big cousin", Lao Sun and Lao Zhu sat on Daben and followed the convoy.

In the car, Lao Zhu didn't dare to make a sound except for staring at the beads and looking out, now he was miserable like a corpse, and it was estimated that there would be no corpse anymore.

Finally, after two hours, the convoy stopped and drove slowly.

What you can see now is the tall courtyard wall and the cold iron barrage gate, which makes people feel awe-inspired. But when you enter the iron gate, it is a sunny meadow, which makes people's body temperature rise unconsciously, and it also warms your heart, and you are unconsciously full of smiles.

The sun is golden, and there are tall old trees on both sides of the road from time to time, like a guard, more like a kind old man, if it weren't for the machine gun inside, Lao Sun Zhenzhen went down directly to sleep against the tree.

All kinds of man-made landscapes, all kinds of small corridors, carved beams and jade buildings, ingenuity, ingenuity.

Occasionally, there are some small animals, running, jumping, and looking at them lively, which is really warm and unlikely.

The car stopped in front of a "palace"-like building, and everyone got out of the car, and the distant mountains reflected the near scene, which was almost intoxicating.

Lao Sun remembered Huaguo Mountain, which was more beautiful and warmer than this.

Lao Zhu remembered those scenes in the sky, and more importantly, it was actually the person who was together.

"Hehe, this garden, you can fish, you can walk, you can play golf, but it's still a bit monotonous, not as much as the Alps, which has the feeling of seeing the mountains at a glance. Big Cousin Leon spoke.

Lao Sun didn't pay attention to this kind of show-off, Lao Zhu just rolled his eyes. If you put ordinary people aside, you will definitely be bluffed, but I'm sorry, these two people are not ordinary people.

There are really two people, they haven't seen anything, they haven't seen anything, and the more powerful old grandson can say that he hasn't smashed anything! If it weren't for the fact that the two of them are a little warm now and think of something else, they would have turned around and given him a back.

"Gua Wazi. This is Lao Zhu's conclusion, poor family genius, if you can understand this evaluation, I don't know if you will rush over directly.

"When I was a kid, I used to come here a lot, and it's very interesting, and now in a blink of an eye, I'm so old. Feng Ziwei said unnutritious words to relieve the embarrassment, and she also felt that the two of them were suppressed, afraid that they would be annoyed and angry because they felt embarrassed. "Sun Qi, let's go. Ziwei took the initiative to take Lao Sun's arm, and then dragged him forward. Crape myrtle is very considerate.

Leon clenched his fist and didn't say anything, just a smile that wasn't very natural.

When everyone walked into the hall, there was no need to say anything magnificent, and there was no need to mention the splendor, it was not worthy. As for the stall in the house, Lao Sun has to earn money for several years when he rents out, and he doesn't eat or drink.

Oak furniture, leather sand hair together, how is it so coordinated, good-looking, the coffee table is a whole piece of crystal, there are fish in it, and the water pipe goes straight to the aquarium where whales are placed behind!

There are all kinds of famous paintings on the wall, as long as you have heard of it, there is nothing you can't find.

"Senior brother, look at this roof. Lao Zhu suddenly called out to Lao Sun, and then pointed to the ceiling.

Lao Sun glanced at it, rolled his eyes, and then went to the sofa, the wooden chair! No matter how comfortable it is, it is not as cool as the leather sofa to lie on!

It turns out that the roof is not known which scene of the god painted by everyone, it is a bit primitive, with few clothes, seeing Lao Zhu so devoted, Lao Sun definitely doesn't believe that he is because of art!

"This painting is the living oil painting master, Allen, spent a year, conceived, spent another year designing, and finally spent another year to paint, painting the gods to the most real, the most anthropomorphic, the most ......" Leon still wanted to continue to talk, but Lao Zhu was annoyed.

"It's quite shocking, especially the two ** girls in that woman, it's really unsurpassed!" Lao Zhu's words, blushing, smiling, old housekeeper Li just frowned, and the eldest cousin still smiled, but he was a little stiffer than just now.

"Brother Zhu's aesthetic is still a bit unusual. The eldest cousin finally said a word.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, if you don't understand anything in the future, you can ask. Lao Zhu waved his hand, and he also did it on the sofa, and he couldn't be a sassy bag!

Lao Sun didn't care about the mentally disabled cousin, he just drank the tea sent by the servant, and the taste was okay, although it was a little worse than the tea made by Lu Yu, but the tea tasted good.

"Cousin, what about my grandfather?" Feng Ziwei didn't want to be too stiff, after all, this was someone else's place.

"Oh, he's got something going on, and he'll come back in the evening to dine with us. Leon was still quite patient with his cousin, and put on a charming smile.

"What did you eat that night?!I'm hungry. Lao Zhu interjected again.

"Mostly Chinese food. Old Butler Li took over the conversation, he was afraid that he would say something more and embarrass Young Master Leon.

"Chinese food is good, are there any beautiful waiters? Is it Italian? Or are there not too many, it's all Russian?" Lao Zhu's words were like a cannon.

"Yes!" the old butler was very imposing.

"That's great. Lao Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, the main purpose of coming here, Lao Zhu reminded himself all the time.

Lao Sun doesn't care, let them eat and go, there are many people to save in this world, but there is absolutely no mental retardation!

"There's one more thing!" Lao Zhu suddenly remembered, and everyone else was startled except for Lao Sun.

"What's the matter?!" no matter how good his temper is, he can't help it.

"Don't want pork kidneys! Don't want pig kidneys, don't want red kidneys!"

"When they come to this world, they are really still so lacking in fire!" Lao Sun thought to himself.

—————— Chester Benin, may you sing loudly again!