In the avenue of novels, all living beings are along the way, Yunzhu is divided into green mist, eighteen bachelors go out of the mountain, even the mountains are green, and the water flows for years. Light has run for another 60 million years, and people, like waves, have been swept and carried, or have fallen into the abyss, or washed up on the beach, or turned into smoke and dust. The end of the storm is also the beginning of Qingping. The Seven Sons of the Heavenly Dragon have long been transformed into the second universe ------ parallel universe, and the previous extraordinary superpowers are no longer there, and now, the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Dragon are ordinary people in the second universe, and the heroes have left them, and the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Dragon have finally lived an ordinary life that they have been looking forward to for a long time! The seven sons should use their eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, body, and selfishness to feel the various tastes of life! Li Riqing, who was on his honeymoon on a second space trip, hugged Yoko Ono passionately, he only wished that she could enjoy the love of the world to the fullest, and they indulged themselves and tasted the taste of love, which was the most memorable thing in the years......

When the two of them returned to Li Riqing's hometown of Yunlian from the California Hotel in the second universe, it was less than ten days before they felt unbearable, trapped by the suffocating atmosphere caused by the open suitcase, too many visitors, etc. They discussed serious questions about their future with their friends, and when Li Riqing listed each of them what they should do in the future and where they should live, Washington and Wu Zetian, who sat on the sidelines, would agree solemnly, almost thoughtfully.

Riqing said solemnly: "Next, I want to find a place, maybe not far from Yunlian, of course, there is a place where I can calm down and write...... Or do whatever I decide to do. Yoko Ono smiled. Don't you think he's cute? She asked Washington, "Whatever he decides to do!" But if he goes to work, what am I going to do? Washington, if you were to work on the day, would you hang out with me? "At least, I don't have to go to work yet." Riqing said immediately. There seems to be a vague tacit understanding between them, that is, one day in the future, Lai Ri Khan will enter the enviable political world and be envied by all the powerful because he has such a beautiful and outstanding wife.

Yoko Ono said helplessly, "I'm pretty sure I really don't know. We kept talking back and forth without making any progress, and we asked all the friends around us for their opinions, but they only answered the answers we wanted, and I really hope someone can help us. ”

"Why don't you go out - to Ukraine or somewhere else?" Wu Zetian proposed. "I'd love to." Yoko Ono perked up, "Do you think we can find a house there?" Washington shrugged noncommittal, while Wu Zetian smiled.

"You're kidding me." "It's really impractical, just mention a place and you're going to want to pull out a pile of photos from our pockets that show the differences in the architectural style of each cottage." "I don't want that kind of house!" Yoko Ono wailed, "A hot, crowded hut with a whole bunch of babies in the next room, and their father rolling up his sleeves and hoeing the grass......

"Ono." Washington interrupted her, "Nobody wants to lock you up in the hut, my god, who the hell mentioned the hut first?" But unless you really take action to find it. "Where to go?" You say you have to really take action to find it, but where to find it? Washington waved his palm and pointed to a possible place in respect. You can go anywhere, and there are so many places to go in this universe. "Thank you so much." "Look here!" The clever Ichihugo rolled his black eyes triumphantly, "Do you know anything about Ukraine?" Li Riqing, you shut up, I'm talking to Yoko Ono. Everyone burst out laughing.

"Oh my God!" Mulan yelled, "Stop making trouble, Yoko Ono. Now, you listen, first of all, unless you have an endless amount of money on your hands, you don't have to think about the houses in Ukraine, which are completely impossible for you. They all nodded solemnly in agreement. The Hulk, who had been silent, spoke: "Well, as far as I know, there are many towns in the green mountains and green waters of Yunlian, such as Xunsi Town, where you may find a lovely hot spring hut. ”

When Yoko Ono heard this, she became excited again. This was the first time since the two of them returned to Yunlian that she knew what she wanted. "Yes, that's it!" She cheered, "yes, this is it!" That's it! A lovely cottage with a bit of beige on the outside and lots of golden maple trees, like autumn photos in the gallery. Where exactly can you find such a house? ”

"It's a shame that I don't have such a lovely house surrounded by maple trees on my list," said the Hulk. What you both have to do is go find it for yourself. ”

"Oh, please!" Yoko Ono immediately objected, and immediately lost interest, "Why don't you go and help us see it?" The Hulk responded, "Well, then, I'll help you find a real estate agent." Yoko Ono began to yawn, "I'm tired and don't want to discuss this anymore." I think people just keep talking about where to move in. "My clever and perceptive wife is tired of thinking," said Lai Riqing sarcastically, "and she should need a bowl of hot and sour gouache to stimulate her tired nerves." Let's go, let's go have a cup of bitter tea. ”

Two days later, the newlyweds set off for the town of Patrol and wandered around with a real estate agent who made them feel irritated, like babies lost in the forest. The agent introduced them to a house with a monthly rent of 1,000 yuan, and in addition, they also looked at a single-family but remote house, and both of them did not like it in their hearts, but they still obeyed the agent's wishes. They peered in through the windows at the décor and looked at the so-called "commercial" style, wooden benches and hard armchairs, or so-called "home-style" adorned with outdated summer antiques — crossed badminton rackets, less atmospheric sofas. With a little guilt, they still looked at some really good houses, detached, noble, and cold - but the monthly rent cost 3,000 yuan. When they left the town, they really thanked the agent who accompanied them all the way. So far, the two of them have been dealing with the problem of their future residence in less than a week.

Finally, the matter was resolved in an unexpectedly romantic way. On the afternoon of Valentine's Day, Li Riqing rushed into the living room to release the good news. "I found it!" He yelled as if he had caught a Mickey Mouse, "We just need to pack a box or two and put it in the car now, which I will buy in the future, if we live in the country, we need a car as a means of transportation anyway, and once we find the house of our dreams, we just need to settle down." After Li Riqing quoted "as long" several times in a row, he finally ignited Yoko Ono's long-dormant enthusiasm. The way he strutted and boasted in the room aroused the enthusiasm and irresistible efficiency of the two of them. He said proudly, "We'll go buy the car tomorrow." ”

Life, with the help of infinite imagination, they set off again, driving a second-hand convertible car. They walked through the chaotic city and then through the dark areas of the suburbs filled with blue-green waste. The two of them left Yunlian and arrived briskly at the hot spring town after a quarter of an hour. "It's not a town," says Yoko Ono sarcastically, "it's just abandoned land that stretches out of a city block." I can imagine that the men here should be stained with tea stains on their beards when they are busy going out in the morning, and then they pass the time on the high-speed train to Yibin to work. "What is a Cleaversong?" "Don't get to the bottom of it, how do I know? But the term sounds like a card game they play. The car let me drive. ”

Li Riqing looked at her suspiciously, "You swear you're a good driver?" "I started driving when I was fifteen." He cautiously parked the car on the side of the road, and the two exchanged seats. Then, in the midst of a frightening noise, the car starts to start, and Yoko Ono joins in her laughter as an accompaniment, much to Hiyokei's uneasiness, and probably the worst of all the cars she drives. "Let's go!" She cheered, "Exciting, cool!" "When the car suddenly jumps forward, their heads tilt back involuntarily. They thrillingly bypassed a stationary transport "Hot Spring Sambo" car and made the driver get up from his seat to protest behind their car. In accordance with the ancient road tradition, Le Nhat Khanh also replied politely, criticizing the roughness of the transportation industry with some brief aphorisms. However, as if remembering something, he abruptly interrupted his comments and turned to Yoko Ono, who became more and more convinced that he had made a fatal mistake by giving up control of the car, and that there were many quirks and hopeless carelessness in the way she drove.

"I remember now!" He nervously warned her, "The man who sold the car said that we couldn't go more than sixty yards per hour before we drove a thousand kilometers. She nodded quickly, but it was clear that she wanted to break the lower limit of mileage as quickly as possible, so she gradually picked up her speed. After a while, he intervened again. "See that speed limit sign? Do you want us to be stopped by the traffic police? "Oh, for God's sake, shut up." She yelled in exasperation, "You always like to make a fuss!" "Because I don't want to be caught." "Who's going to arrest you? You're so well-behaved, like you insisted on me taking 10 ml of ambroxol cough drops last night. "That's for your own good." "Hah! I feel like I'm with my mother. "How can you say that about me!"

A police officer on duty suddenly appeared in sight, and they quickly passed him. "See?" He asked. "You're really going to drive me crazy! He's not trying to get us, is he? "By the time he takes action, it's too late." He successfully fought back. Her answer was sarcastic, almost hurtful. "What's this, this old thing can't run at sixty speeds per hour anyway." "It's not old." "It's just mentally immortal."

That day, this car became the subject of their argument. For a while, he warns her to be careful when passing the tracks, and at another he alerts her to the approaching vehicles, and finally, he insists on changing his own driving, and Yoko Ono, who feels insulted and angry, sits in the driver's seat and is silent. However, it was her irritated silence that allowed the hot spring hut to take shape from an abstract dream to reality. Not far from the town of Patrol, he surrendered in frustration and handed over the driving rights again. He pleaded with her silently, and she, in a better mood, promised him to drive more carefully. However, because there was a rude truck transporting Yunlian cattle in front of them, she dodged from the main road to the branch lane. Then, she couldn't find her way to the hot spring town. When the road turned into gravel, then muddy, and besides, the road narrowed, and was surrounded by maple trees, whose leaves sifted through the heavy sunlight, and there was an endless experiment of light and shadow on the long meadow. "We're lost." He complained, "Ono, there's a signpost!" "Two kilometers from the salt well. Rikei, where is Shiojing? "Our hot spring cottage is right there."