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Chapter 33

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    During breakfast, the low pressure on Feng Jian affected everyone present.

    The old woman asked Wan Yun quietly: "Girl, what was wrong with the house last night?"

    Wan Yun paused before saying, "Oh, he just forgot to bring a change of clothes."

    The old woman then washed her eldest son's clothes and sent them to Feng Jian, including the boy's clothes and even his underwear.  Feng Jian had to close her eyes to calm down and declined the kindness.

    After dinner, I asked the family that if they took the return train, they would have to wait until at least tomorrow morning.  If you take a car, you must first take other means of transportation.

    Feng Jian stared at the donkey cart not far away, turned around and asked Wanyun expressionlessly: "What do you mean?"

    Although Feng Jian wanted Wan Yun to experience the bumpy mountain road, the bad thing was that he had to accompany him.  Feng Jian never indulged himself, but he also refused to allow himself to make huge sacrifices. After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to wait for the train.

    But two days were wasted.

    Feng Jian finally took a vacation, but she felt a little unhappy when she thought of wasting her time in this shabby ravine.  Leng Guan, Miss Li, who has always been happy-go-lucky, is asking the old woman what scenic spots are on the nearby mountains for viewing today.  It's a pity that the other party couldn't understand her polite words, so he only smiled and nodded, which made Wanyun feel a little embarrassed.

    He sneered repeatedly, and finally stepped forward to help communicate.

    This deep mountain location is remote and the economy and life are backward, but fortunately the scenery is uninhabited and quite wild.  This is the season when the summer half-yin begins. There are occasional mountain streams and wild grasses along the path, making it very quiet.  Climbing further along the ridge, there are even more clouds and smoke, like a fairyland.

    Feng Jian doesn¡¯t like nature.

    What he means is that he prefers nature that is docile after being rested by humans. At least there should be stone steps, street lights, trash cans and so on.

    Just like a mid-level villa, you can see the open sea from the highest floor. When Feng Jian is in a good mood, she doesn't mind raising her eyes to appreciate nature, but she doesn't want to do anything that would cause more trouble.

    So while carrying Wanyun¡¯s extremely heavy SLR camera up the mountain, Feng Jian suspected that this was the worst vacation in his life.

    The mountain scenery is very beautiful, but the mountain road is extremely slippery, so you have to step firmly every step; the vegetation is lush and the air is fresh, but weird mosquitoes fly into your face from time to time; beauty accompanies you, and you walk with beauty, but you have to bear the luggage with one hand and another hand  Pulling the beautiful burden up the mountain; when he saw the scenery, the living burden would stop and take pictures, and he had to wait patiently beside him¡ª¡ª

    Feng Jian misses the donkey cart.

    But it¡¯s a worthwhile trip.  Feng Jian didn't like the scene of white clouds rising far away and swaying into the clear sky, but the extremely clear and clean blue in the vast sky was really pleasing to the eye.  And Wanyun's smile next to her looked a little pleasing to the eye.

    After all this hard work, the one-day trip to the mountain village is finally over.  Halfway through the journey, the two of them rested in a clear stream.  The stream was cold, and there were transparent plankton that jumped up and down. Wan Yun looked at it with interest, so she immersed her hand in it.

    Feng Jian, who was nearby, said professionally: "Be careful of leeches."

    Wan Yun smiled and shook the water off his hands.

    This creek is more than four feet long and not very deep.  She sat beside her and picked up stones in boredom, floating them in the water, and said, "Feng Jian, can you step across this stream?"

    Feng Jian was too lazy to care about her boredom and sat under the tree to enjoy the cool air.

    Wan Yun raised a finger: "If you can jump over, I will give you a hundred yuan."

    Feng Jian sat alone in the sun and squinted his eyes.

    Wan Yun raised another finger: "Five hundred yuan."

    This time Feng Jian finally frowned and looked at her two fingers and said, "can you count?"

    Wan Yun raised another finger: "One thousand yuan."

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    The old woman came forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

    Feng Jian looked away in silence. Wan Yun next to her just pursed her lips. After a while, she said: "I sprained my foot." She looked at the sufferer, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you didn't -"

    "Shut up."

    Feng Jian tried his best to keep his face expressionless, but it was obviously becoming more and more difficult to maintain this expression along the way.

    Half of his shirt was soaked by the stream, and it felt cold and uncomfortable as it stuck to his body. The moment his trousers slipped on the rocks and reached the creek, Feng Jian knew that he was completely ruined, and as soon as his right foot touched the ground, he felt severe pain.  .  Feng Jian initially strongly resisted Wanyun's support, but laterThe room immediately became crowded because of the two beds.

    After laying it out, Wan Yun looked at the camp bed with slight surprise: "When did you want this?"

    He said: "When you are free to observe the little boy."

    Wan Yun then smiled and said, "You are quite capable."

    "Compared with you, Miss Li, I'm still far behind."

    Feng Jian thought that if he became an overly venomous person in the future, Wanyun would have to bear a huge responsibility.  But a few words were enough. He didn't plan to make a bed on the floor tonight, nor did he plan to sleep on Wanyun's Procrustes bed again, nor did he want to play any more ghost games of telling night-time stories and exchanging feelings.

    Without saying a few words, Feng Jian went to bed and turned over to sleep.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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