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"Yan Shen?"
It's dark outside, and the mountain forest looks like a devil with claws and claws in the night. The branches and branches are strangely shaped, and there are unknown birds calling.
Qin Qian is quite courageous, but if there is only one person, she is still afraid of this ghostly place deep in the mountains and old forests.
"Yan Shen?"
Someone knocked lightly on the glass of the window, Qin Qian was so frightened that her face paled, she turned her head and saw Yan Shen's face, she opened the car door, threw herself into Yan Shen's arms, and almost cried, "Where did you go?" ?¡±
Yan Shen's hands were at a loss, but he could feel the trembling of her body.
He explained: "The wheel got stuck in the hole and I couldn't move it out for a while. I called the head of Qiyun Village and they sent someone to pick us up. I went ahead to see if they were here."
"Then you can't leave me here, can you?" Qin Qian choked with sobs: "I thought¡ª"
"What do you think?"
Qin Qian said aggrievedly: "I thought you wanted to get rid of me, so you left me here. I don't know if I can get out of this ghost place alive."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Shen was a little annoyed that she said whether she could live by herself.
Seeing that he was angry, Qin Qian smiled, "Yan Shen, you just like me."
She is still hanging on Yan Shen.
Only then did Yan Shen notice, and turned his face away slightly: "Go down¡ª"
Before he finished speaking, Qin Qian hugged his neck and put his lips on it.
Yan Shen's pupils dilated slightly.
This is addiction, an addiction that you can't quit.
"Village chief, is that there?"
"Mr. Yan, Miss Qin, is that you?"
There was the sound of a three-wheeled motor vehicle, and the headlights of the car came over. It was the head of Qiyun Village and a villager who had arrived.
Yan Shen was so frightened that he immediately pushed Qin Qian away, and went to look at the person holding the two flashlights: "Excuse me, is this Village Chief Zhang?"
"Yes yes yes." Village head Zhang hurriedly got out of the car, greeted him, and shook hands with Yan Shen: "Ah, this place is not easy to find. Thank you for your hard work."
"It's okay, it's so late, we should trouble you."
"What are you talking about? You are here to help our village develop. We are very happy." The village chief Zhang said with a smile: "The road here is not easy for us. I will ask someone to come over and help lift this car tomorrow. Tonight How about going back to the village to rest first?"
"good."
So, Yan Shen and Qin Qian got on the tricycle driven by the village head.
The village head arranged for them to live at home. After tossing around for an afternoon and half a night, Qin Qian fell asleep on the bed. When she woke up the next day and went out, she happened to see Yan Shen coming back in a car. I went to the place last night early in the morning and rescued the car.
"Miss Qin is awake, come quickly and wash your face." The wife of Village Chief Zhang's family greeted Qin Qian.
Qin Qian hurried over: "Thank you, Mrs. Zhang, you can just call me Qin Qian."
"Okay." Sister-in-law Zhang smiled, prettier than most of the smiles Qin Qian had ever seen. She brought the water basin in front of Qin Qian and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Qin, the Xiaoyan who came with you is you boyfriend?"
"Ah?" Qin Qian wouldn't feel shy at all if someone else asked her, but she felt a little shy when she saw Sister-in-law Zhang's simple and simple smile.
Even a one-sided boyfriend is still a boyfriend.
"I knew it. You couldn't hide it from the way you looked at him." Auntie Zhang had a cp expression.
Yan Shen was carrying their luggage into the house, Qin Qian washed her face and said, "Sister-in-law Zhang, I'm going to carry the luggage."
Qin Qian ran to the side of the car and took the suitcase that Yan Shen had brought down. It happened to be hers, and she said, "Let me do it."
"No need." Yan Shen didn't let her carry her luggage, as if she was deliberately avoiding her, maybe it was because of the kiss last night?
Yan Shen moved all her luggage into her room, and also left her the crispy meat that Mrs. Yan had packed for them. Qin Qian took it out for breakfast and ate it with Village Chief Zhang's family.
In the afternoon, Village Chief Zhang took them to go around the village.
The scenery of Qiyun Village is really good. The mountain is full of tea. This season is the peak season for tea picking. You can see people in the village picking tea on the mountain. There are springs flowing down from the mountain, converging into small streams. Xiaoxi, people in the village said this water can be drunk directly, Qin Qian took a sip, it was sweet, better than the pure water in the cityQuite a few, and occasionally you can hear the girls picking tea singing. It is a visual and auditory feast, like a paradise, and it will definitely be a good place for vacation and tourism when it is developed.
On the way, the village chief was called away because of something. Yan Shen and Qin Qian turned around the village by themselves and transferred to the village primary school.
Several houses are put together, a flagpole is erected on a simple playground, bright red flags are flying in the wind, and the sound of children reading aloud can be heard in the classroom.
"Is the school here like this?"
It was hard for Qin Qian to imagine such a school.
"Let's go in and have a look."
Qin Qian greeted Yan Shen.
In fact, the school can be seen at a glance, and there is nothing to see.
Yan Shen saw that Qin Qian's brows were tightly furrowed, and said, "It will be much better when it is developed here."
Jingle Bell¡ª¡ª
After class, the children ran out in a swarm.
There was a young child who didn't look at the road and ran straight towards Qin Qian. Yan Shen subconsciously helped her, but the child was not so lucky and fell to the ground all of a sudden.
"Xiao Song, are you okay?" A figure ran over, it was the teacher of the school.
"Teacher, I'm fine." The child named Xiaosong got up by himself, patted the dust on his buttocks and smiled like a flower.
"It's good that it's okay, let's see if you will go on a rampage next time?" The teacher squatted down, pinched Xiaosong's face with a smile: "Apologize to the sister who hit me."
The teacher pulled Xiaosong and stood up.
Xiao Song apologized obediently; "Sister, I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter."
The teacher also raised his head: "I'm sorry, children are not sensible¡ª¡ª"
The expression on her face froze.
Qin Qian's expression also changed, and he called out with some uncertainty, "Chu Qing?"
The female teacher in front of her was too different from the person in her impression.
She was wearing a cheap coat, washed white jeans, her hair was tied into a ponytail casually, and she didn't have any makeup on. Her face was rough, but she looked healthy.
The previous Chu Qing, with exquisite makeup, well-manicured manicure, wearing a small skirt, stepping on high heels, is delicate and delicate, a huge white lotus in full bloom.
Now I can't find the shadow of the original one at all, and it's no wonder Qin Qian didn't recognize it at the first time.
"Teacher, mom is waiting for me to go home for dinner, I'm leaving first."
Xiao Song was still held by her hand, breaking the silence.
It was only then that Chu Qing came to her senses: "Ah oh oh good, be careful on the road."
"Goodbye, teacher." Xiao Song ran away quickly.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Yan Shen took the initiative to say, "You guys talk, I'll go outside for a walk."
Qin Qian looked at Chu Qing, and asked hesitantly, "Youwhy are you here?"
Chu Qing said: "Sit down and talk." (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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