Perfect World No Pop-up Ads Reading. Seeing that Yi Weifan finally accepted the set of superb glass imperial green jade jewelry, An Xin's face also showed a happy smile. Li Yuanhao shook the car key in his hand, smiled at Yi Weifan and said, "Uncle, it's still early for dinner anyway, I don't know if you are interested in accompanying us to see the car?"

"Looking at the car? What kind of car are you going to buy?" Yi Weifan asked puzzled. It's not unusual to buy a car, but it's a little confusing to be in such a hurry.

"RV." An Xin snuggled into Li Yuanhao's arms and said happily: "Yuanhao said that it is rare that we are all free now, so we can buy an RV, bring Xiaohua, and drive slowly. Play wherever you go, and the final destination is our home."

"Isn't this the legendary trip that says go! Your neighbors are pretty bad. But An Xin is still pregnant with a child, can such a trip be very hard?" Although Yi Weifan envies them very much, it is estimated that everyone dreams of going on a trip with the person they love the most. But because of An Xin's current special physical condition, Yi Weifan still doesn't agree.

"It's okay, the child is obedient! Besides, I'm not afraid of hard work." An Xin could feel that there was a majestic internal force gathering in her body three inches below her umbilicus, erecting a solid barrier for the child who had not yet taken shape.

"Why else would I buy a caravan!" Li Yuanhao hugged An Xin's shoulders and said proudly: "She has to sleep twelve hours a day now, and if it's an RV, she can sleep as much as she wants. It's not affected at all."

"You're so thoughtful." Yi Weifan had to say with admiration: "Then I will wish you a smooth journey in advance."

A week later, at dusk, the silence of the golden sé was shrouded in the plains, and the mountains in the distance were clothed in the color of the sunset, and the clouds as white as cows in the sky became as bright red as a firebelt. A tall Mercedes-Benz RV is running on the CAO plain.

Although it's only mid-May now, the cao is not deep enough. It is far from the point where the wind blows the cao and sees the cattle and sheep. But the vast and boundless big cao is like a huge green SE carpet woven by heaven. If you walk on it, the soft and elastic feeling is very wonderful and intoxicating. Along the way, there are many criss-crossing rivers, nine twists and turns, forming a unique and gorgeous picture, which adds a gentle and euphemistic atmosphere to the vast and boundless cao yuan

Li Yuanhao had a pair of toad glasses on his face, and adjusted the steering wheel in his hand while humming a minor tune. Suddenly. He took a deep breath and said loudly, "Wife. Wife, are you asleep again. Your pork rib soup is about to burn gan."

An Xin's clear voice sounded behind him: "You are talking nonsense, I didn't boil pork rib soup!" I'm making braised pork ribs."

"Huh. Which of your braised pork ribs didn't put too much water, and finally turned into pork rib soup." Li Yuanhao joked with a smile while driving.

Then. A piece of peeled and peeled melon flesh was handed to his lips from behind him, and he took a bite without thinking. Hey, this melon tastes good, crisp and sweet, a few more pieces." After Li Yuanhao finished eating, he gave a high degree of praise.

An Xin chuckled and said: "When I bought it, the locals said that this variety of melon is called 'white sugar jar'. Can it not be delicious? It's a pity that there aren't many pineapples anymore, and I still prefer fruits with a bit of sourness." As she spoke, she fed Li Yuanhao a few more slices.

After Li Yuanhao swallowed it. "It's okay, let's go to the next market and look for it." You might even find pineapples for sale."

"Forget it, it's over the season, and it's not that delicious." After Anxin fed the few melons left in the bowl, she went back to get her dinner.

At this moment, a wet tongue sticks out. Licking intimately on his cheeks. Li Yuanhao hurriedly shouted: "Wife, hurry up and get the little flower away. It wants to eat your dear husband's tofu again."

An Xin hurriedly scolded: "Xiaohua, come back quickly, don't affect him driving."

Xiaohua seemed to understand An Xin's words, and returned to An Xin's feet sullenly. An Xin said with a smile while filling the bowl with the burnt ribs: "It's not early, let's find a place to stop. Xiaohua also seems to be suffocated."

"Okay, stop when I find a place for water." Li Yuanhao said happily.

Soon, they found a large freshwater lake, with many tall reeds growing on the lake, and the lake was full of colorful small wildflowers, like a pearl embedded in this huge carpet.

There are also many milk-white yurts around the lake, and many herders are driving their cattle and sheep on their way home, and you can see flocks of fat sheep, horses and cattle everywhere.

An Xin frowned and said, "I'm afraid it's not possible here!" Xiaohua is a wolf after all, and I will let it run around later, for fear that it will cause misunderstanding among these herdsmen."

"Alright, I'll go get some water and buy some food from them, and then we'll drive a little farther away." After Li Yuanhao parked the car, he stepped down from the cab to replenish the water source in the car. An Xin also got out of the car and took a leisurely walk on the soft cao plain. Only the poor little flower was left and jumped up and down in the rear compartment. Lying on the window of the car, blinking his little emerald eyes and looking out pitifully.

The sunset is reflected on the surface of the lake, golden and shining, like a picture in a bronze mirror. Several mallards, ospreys, and waterfowl hovering low in the lake sky. Because of the strong wind of cao, there were ripples on the surface of the lake, and An Xin's hair and heart were flying. At this time, there were a few small birds that were not good-looking, "chirping" and flashing from the surface of the lake, and the sound was high.,! Loud and melodious.

An Xin happily pointed to the distant bird and exclaimed, "Yuan Hao, look, what kind of bird is that?" It's a nice sound."

Li Yuanhao just filled a bucket of water, he looked at it carefully with his eyes, and said: "That's a lark, don't look at it, its appearance is not good, and its feathers and face are too plain and long, but its singing is very beautiful, and its flying posture is also very beautiful. It used to be very common, but now the CAO is overexploited, and human disturbance makes these most ordinary birds rarely seen now." There was a hint of regret in his voice.

"So, when I saw them today, it means we're lucky. Look, there's still fish in the water." An Xin exclaimed again.

"Where there's water, of course there's going to be fish, what's all the fuss about." Li Yuanhao said with some amusement. He picked up the bucket and went back to the car.

An Xin sat down quietly on the cao floor. In the distance, in the orange glow, the horses were eating cao on the hill, a few cows were lying lazily down the hillside, and occasionally a few neighing horses were heard, and everything seemed so beautiful.

"Hey, I really want to stay here for the rest of my life." An Xin let out a long, comfortable sigh.

At this time, Li Yuanhao, who was busy with the food she had prepared, came over, and he also followed her example, sat down on the cao ground, and then handed the bowl full of food in his hand to her, and said: "Don't patronize the scenery, eat quickly, it will be cold later." He doesn't forget everything when she sees the beautiful scenery like his mother, and taking care of her stomach is now his first duty.

After eating, the sunset on the horizon has been prosperous, Li Yuanhao and An Xin took advantage of the faint blue light in the sky, so they went to the herdsman's house to buy some beef, mutton and milk tofu, and brought back a large pot of hot milk tea.

When they returned to the car, they saw a little boy whose skin had turned reddish-brown due to long-term sun exposure and was wearing a somewhat shabby Mongolian robe was biting his fingers and staring blankly at Xiaohua who was lying on the window.

Li Yuanhao came to his side, patted him on the shoulder and asked gently, "Little guy, what's your name?" What are you looking at?"

"My name is Urg." The little boy pulled his dark fingers out of his mouth, pointed to the little flower in the car, and asked, "Is that a wolf?"

Li Yuanhao was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Have you ever seen a wolf stay in the car honestly?" It's just a dog, which looks like a wolf." Li Yuanhao had to open his eyes and tell nonsense, because he knew that because every local herdsman raised a large number of cattle and sheep, they all regarded the cao protowolf, which loves to pounce on these animals, as their biggest natural enemy. If the local herders knew that they had brought a wolf over, it would probably cause a lot of trouble.

At this time, An Xin took some melons from the car, handed them to Wuerge, and said with a smile: "This is what I invited you to eat, but it is sweet."

Wuerge licked his lips, and although his eyes showed strong longing, he still shook his head and said, "Grandma said, I can't eat other people's things." At this time, an old man's call came from the door of a yurt not far away, and Wuerge immediately responded, then turned to An Xin and said, "Grandma is calling me, I'm going back."

An Xin grabbed his hand, forcibly stuffed the melon into his hand, and said slyly: "If you don't take it, I won't let you go."

Wuerge swallowed another mouthful of saliva, but finally did not resist the temptation of the melon, he said in a low voice: "Thank you, and then clung to the melon and ran away.

"Alright, let's get in the car! Let's go now." Under Li Yuanhao's shouting, An Xin got into the car. The tall RV was speeding off into the distance.

Wuerge ran to his yurt with his head down, his grandmother Erjiku had already lit the horn lamp, and on the stove where cow dung was burning, a pot of hot milk tea was constantly steaming out.

Wuerge handed most of the honeydew melon in his hand to Erjiku, and said crisply: "Grandma, you eat."

Erjiku is an elderly Mongolian woman with brown amber eyes and a wrinkled reddish-brown face. Although the dark red Mongolian robe embroidered with gold flowers on his body was a little torn, the gangan was clean.

She looked at the melon in Wuerge's hand and frowned, and said, "Where did this come from?" To be continued

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