The second time I took a plane, it was an international flight, and Aunt Xue, who went abroad for the first time, was a little excited. Leaning back in the chair, it was quite comfortable, at least much more comfortable than his own metallic flying pot. Xue Cheng was thinking about when to install a row of seats for his flying pot, install the seats in it when he flies, and take it off when he fries rice.

When a certain little gray in the dantian was happily biting Xiao Bai and wandering, he shivered violently.

Jiang Xue sat beside Xue Cheng and pulled out a magazine for her mother to read.

Xue Cheng rolled his eyes full of Japanese, then put it down and said, "Do you often take international flights to travel around the world with your father?"

"Occasionally. Jiang Xue smiled, turned around and sat on the seat next to her mother, which instantly made the eyes of several girls in the back row straighten, scratch their hearts with a hundred claws, and think about how to get the number of this handsome little guy.

As for Master Yan Lanxi, he was studying Mo Nan from the chair, studying a strange technique to reduce his sense of existence.

Thinking of Mo Nan, Wu Huang in the front row hurriedly said, "Why hasn't that Mr. Hat noticed it these days?"

As soon as she mentioned it, everyone hurriedly looked around the cabin, and at the same time recalled the last time they noticed Mo Nan, it seemed that after eating Xue Cheng's Linglong Music Rice Candy on the farm, no one remembered Mo Nan anymore.

Jiang Xue said: "Don't worry, as long as my father hasn't revoked his mission, he must be nearby." ”

Then, the sweet voice of the stewardess at the hatch came: "Sir, please take off your hat...... Ahh......h You...... Please ......"

Most of the people in the cabin looked over curiously to see an emaciated man with a hat and trench coat with a collar that stood up to cover his entire face, and walked into the cabin. Everyone's curiosity faded after the man sat down, and after a minute, everyone had completely ignored the existence of this person.

Since eating Linglong dim sum on the farm and watching Jiang Xue's breakthrough, Mo Yan's sense of existence has been greatly improved.

Xue Cheng smiled slightly, other travelers may soon forget the man in the hat, the flight attendant lady will definitely not, and even in the future, she will continue to have nightmares and dream of classmate Mo Nan, looking at his face is definitely looking for abuse.

The plane took off on time.

In this season, there are many people who go to the island country for self-guided tours, mostly young people, sweet tours for couples, poor tours for brothers, happy tours for little sisters, and lonely tours for one person.

Xue Cheng shrouded the entire plane with his spiritual power, and checked all the passengers, except for a few of them, as well as two turbidity cultivators, the plane was full of ordinary passengers, and there were no transcendents. Both turbidity cultivators are the lowest-level root realm turbidity cultivators.

We are very welcome to go to the island country to preach, we will not hurt you, if someone wants to hurt you at this time, we will escort you to the island country smoothly.

Just kidding, in fact, Xue Cheng knew very sensibly that as long as the Immortal Slaughter Sect was in this world, it would bring harm. Just like a virus, no matter where it is in the body, it will eventually harm the whole body. Developed countries are frantically moving polluting enterprises to developing countries, they think that their environment is good and they can live happily, but in fact, they don't know that polluting enterprises produce a large amount of turbidity, and people in developing countries absorb turbidity after mutation, and turbidity repair occurs. Turbidity cultivation will still endanger developed countries.

Jiang Xue next to her smiled and said, "The trip will take more than two hours, you can sleep for a while." While helping Xue Cheng open the blanket.

Xue Cheng: Don't you know that I don't need to sleep anymore? But what, my son cares about himself, and it's not a bad thing to squint for a while.

Xue Cheng pushed the blanket on her body, although it was not cold at all, she now tolerated the temperature, and it was within the range of adaptation. The son asked him to cover the blanket, of course, even if he was sweating.

But the girls in the back row clearly didn't intend to make the journey so quiet. A girl in the back row stood up, probably going to the bathroom, and "accidentally" dropped a lipstick in the front row, aiming at Jiang Xue.

Xue Cheng didn't open his eyes, stretched out his hand, and lightly clamped the lipstick between his index finger and middle finger, and said silently in his heart: Mother-in-law, I haven't wiped the lipstick yet, you dare to hit your husband with lipstick!

"Thank you, thank you, I'm sorry!" the girl was smiling and apologizing, but she didn't know anything in her heart.

Xue Cheng opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and returned the lipstick to the girl, who took the lipstick and walked out of her seat to the bathroom.

Xue Cheng was suspicious in his heart: That girl is quite good-looking, is it wrong for me to block peach blossoms for my son like this? After all, the ratio of men and women is seriously imbalanced now, and girls are scarce, and blocking peach blossoms will become a habit, in case I block my son into a 10,000-year-old bachelor, it will be troublesome.

Thinking of this, Xue Cheng decided to sleep well and no longer care about the young man's affairs. To be an aunt must have the consciousness of an aunt, if you always block the peach blossoms of young people, you will be considered jealous and an old pervert!

Xue Cheng was in a soothing mood now, and he quickly fell asleep when he wanted to sleep.

The girl came back from the bathroom and saw that Xue Cheng was sleeping peacefully, Jiang Xue was looking at the impurities, so she whispered to Jiang Xue: "Hello, excuse me." This sister's skills just now are so good, does she know kung fu?"

"I've practiced sanda. Jiang Xue lied.

The girl looked adoring: "No wonder you are so powerful, are you sisters and brothers?"

"This is my mom. ”

"Ahh

After a journey of more than two hours, this girl named Zhu Beier successfully added > to Jiang Xue in the envy and jealousy of many of her kind, "Jiang Xue, this screen name is so poetic!" The girl happily checked Jiang Xue's circle of friends.

Jiang Xue didn't explain that her real name was Jiang Xue.

After reading the circle of friends, the girl asked: "Your online name is Jiang Xue, what about your real name?"

"It's also Jiang Xue. ”

"Wow~~~"

When she got off the plane, the girl still stuck to Jiang Xue's side and went out together, envying the second senior brother to death.

Jubeier has two suitcases, one large and one small, and also carries a backpack.

Jiang Xue, who only carried a backpack and was elegant and understanding, pulled a large suitcase for her.

When the group left the customs, Zhu Beier waved her hand at the crowd who picked up the airport and shouted, "Brother!"

A young man in the crowd walked out, grabbed the girl's small suitcase and said in Japanese: "Yes, the Huaxia flight was not delayed this time." ”

The girl said unhappily: "Brother, we are all Huaxia people, and Huaxia is very powerful now." ”

The man snorted coldly and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back to wash the haze on your body first." ”

"Wait a minute, brother, let me introduce you, this is a friend I met on the plane, Jiang Xue, his name is very poetic. ”

The man glanced at Jiang Xue coldly, and said in Japanese: "Girls are outside by themselves, don't know random people, Huaxia people are very unhygienic." ”

Jiang Xue didn't understand Japanese, but she knew from the man's tone that what he said was not a good thing, so she didn't pay attention to him, but just elegantly pulled the big suitcase in front of Zhu Beier and said, "Your things, goodbye." Then Shi Shiran went to chase his mother and others.

The girl hurriedly said: "Goodbye Jiang Xue, I'll contact you again, let's climb Mount Fuji together, okay?"

Jiang Xue looked back and smiled, but did not speak.

Xue Cheng had been paying attention to the movements of the two turbidity cultivators, and when he saw that the person who came to pick up the plane had a strong turbidity on his body, and it was a turbidity cultivation seed, he directly branded the three of them with spiritual power.

Brother Zhao's friend held a sign with Zhao Ruyi's name written on it to pick up the airport, it was a young girl, although it was just an ordinary beauty with a slight appearance, and the big fat man was also happy, and finally a girl other than the senior sister took the initiative to find herself.

Xue Cheng opened his spiritual ear, and just as he was about to communicate with the girl, the girl opened her mouth to speak fluent Chinese: "Hello, is it Mr. Zhao Ruyi and his friends?" The big fat man of four hundred pounds, in fact, he can find the target from the crowd at a glance without holding a sign, and the main reason for holding a sign may be to let Zhao Ruyi see her.

"I'm Zhao Ruhai's younger brother Zhao Ruyi, hello, hello!" Zhao Ruyi excitedly stretched out his fat palm.

The girl had a good quality in her heart, and even stretched out her little hand to shake hands with Zhao Ruyi: "Hello, welcome to Tokyo for a tour! I am a friend of Mr. Zhao Ruhai, and my name is Song Qingyu." ”

Xue Cheng told Zhao Ruhai that he and the others were going to Tokyo for tourism, and this girl naturally entertained them as tourists.

Everyone greeted the girl one after another, and after introducing each other, Song led everyone out in a whisper.

"I'll help you with your luggage...... Hey, where's your luggage?" Song whispered a warm greeting that turned into surprise, it is rare for people to travel to the island country without two suitcases. Even if the suitcase is empty, you have to pull it over and go shopping.

Shi Yongming, Zhao Ruyi, Wu Huang, Xiaojing, and Jiang Xue each carried a backpack, Yan Lanxi and Xue Cheng simply wore only clothes, and they didn't even take a handbag, which was lighter than going out for a walk.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward, and Xue Cheng hurriedly said: "We are traveling lightly. ”

Song nodded softly: "I understand, I understand." "Mr. Zhao Ruhai's friend, naturally he is the top rich man in China, and he will buy anything he needs.

Everyone followed Song Qingyu out of the airport building, and Song whispered: "Since everyone has no luggage, let's take the subway, okay? The subway is faster than taking a taxi, and the road traffic will be relatively busy at this time." ”

Of course, everyone agreed, and Miss Song Qingyu issued a subway card by herself, and she did it in advance and recharged.

Xue Cheng was very grateful to the girl for her carefulness, and wanted to give her money, and whispered: "No need, Mr. Zhao Ruhai has already sent me a sum of money in advance, please ask me to entertain a few distinguished guests." ”

It's good to have a big brother, and the teachers are all stained!

Originally, I was going to send everyone to the hotel to put our luggage first, but everyone didn't have any luggage, so they took everyone to the hotel to check in and walked directly to their own noodle restaurant to eat.

Song Qingyu's father is Chinese, and his mother is from the island country, Song's father came to the island country many years ago, married his mother, opened a ramen restaurant, and belonged to the middle and lower classes in the island country.

Zhao Ruhai has a lot of friends in the island country, and also has business partners, the reason why he chose this middle- and lower-class friend to entertain his younger brother and friends, on the one hand, is because this girl is careful and enthusiastic, and she has enough time to take her younger brother and others to savor the tour, on the other hand, this girl is not involved in any aspect, nor is it involved in business dealings, which will make the itinerary of her younger brother and friends simple and happy.

The noodle shop of Whisperer is in a small street, ten minutes out of the hotel. Book this hotel whispering girl is also very attentive, the grade of the hotel is good, not too far from their own home.

Although it is only ten minutes away, as soon as you enter the small street, it seems to be from the bustling metropolis to the small city, the small street is less than three meters wide, most of them are two-story small buildings, the first floor is along the street is shops, the second floor is inhabited, quiet and indifferent.

Song Qingyu's house is such a small house, there is a noodle restaurant on the first floor, people live on the second floor, and there is a very small yard behind it, a very small yard, standing in front of the building, you can touch the opposite wall with your hand. There are a lot of flowers and plants in the yard, which shows the elegance of the owner.

Although it was noon business hours, Father Song and Mother Song left the guests and came out to greet the guests warmly.

The noodle restaurant has a small business room, and there are three tables next to each other, each with four chairs.

The lunch that Whisper invited them to eat was, of course, the only ramen that their noodle restaurant operated, and which was the best for Daddy.

The thin ramen noodles are slightly yellowed, topped with slices of seafood, coriander, and chives, and the noodle soup is clear and served with a few small ingredients that can be added to your taste. Take a sip of the hot noodle soup before eating, and the hot taste of northern ramen will come to your face.

Shi Yongming grinned: "I thought I wouldn't be able to eat the taste of home when I went abroad, but I didn't expect that our Chinese world is blooming, and you can eat authentic northern ramen anywhere!"

Guests and customers are sucking and eating noodles, and the atmosphere of the shop is warm and harmonious.

The clean glass door was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged man of medium height walked in with a smile, muttering in Japanese, followed by a group of people.

The boss's family's face immediately turned cloudy.

Xue Cheng said in her heart, eating a bowl of noodles among ordinary people can meet problems, is this the protagonist's aura? She glanced at her team, Zhao Ruyi, the protagonist of the pseudo-waste firewood, Wu Huang, the protagonist of the wastewood, and Xiaojing, the growth-oriented protagonist...... Finally, lock on the genius protagonist Jiang Xue: Could it be that my character is the hero's mother?

She opened her spiritual ear, listened to the conversation between the boss and the visitor while eating noodles, and said to the master who was practicing the non-existential technique and eating noodles next to her: "Master, although the spiritual ear can understand all kinds of languages, it doesn't know words, and words are a very important part of language." ”

Yan Lanxi sucked a noodle and said, "I want to think about how to connect the spiritual ear with the demon eye." "Just now, Wu Huang said that the louder you eat noodles in the island country, the happier the host will be.

"Master Xie!" It's good to have an alien master, if the magic eye and the spiritual ear can be connected to solve the problem of matching words and sounds, Xue Cheng can really communicate with people in various languages, and my mother no longer has to worry about my foreign language. Well, in fact, my mother never worried about her foreign language. I don't know how my mother followed Xue Zhao in the Slaughter Immortal Sect.

After Daddy Song finished talking to the middle-aged man, the two went into the kitchen together to make noodles, and the kitchen and business room were separated by glass, so that you could watch the chef cook.

The people who came with the middle-aged man, the customers, and Song Qingyu's mother and daughter all stared at the two people in the kitchen with serious and even nervous expressions.

Zhao Ruyi and others, who didn't know the truth, wanted to ask the translator whispering girl, but seeing the nervous and anxious look on their faces, it didn't seem to be suitable for gossip.