The husband and wife of a wealthy school

Zhao Jingjing looked left and right in the car, "Brother Cheng, is this your car? It's so comfortable to sit in."

"No, it's rented. What is your brother doing at home?"

"Waiting for your call while feeding the chickens, by the way, why don't you call when you get to the village?" It was the first time for Zhao Jingjing to ride such a car.

"Ask someone and you'll know the way. Why bother to call and ask your brother to come?" Young Master Yan said calmly, as if he forgot what happened just now due to selective amnesia.

The road in the village is narrow, potholed and muddy, Yan Cheng slowed down the speed of the car.The wheels passed, leaving clear ruts on the muddy road.

People in the village basking in the sun at the door of their house see the car passing by, and their eyes will follow all the way until they can't see it.

"Brother Cheng, the house in front has a small tree in front of the door." Zhao Jingjing pointed to the front and said.

Following Zhao Jingjing's fingers, Yan Cheng saw the one in front of him at a glance, with a pair of spring couplets pasted on the door, the bright red color is very eye-catching against the old background, "Is it the 'Vientiane Renewal' one?"

"That's right, my brother and I just posted these Spring Festival couplets."

When he heard the sound of a car coming from the door, Zhao Yan was holding a pig food bowl in his hand, ready to feed the pigs.He thought it was a tricycle passing by, but he didn't take it seriously, and continued walking to the backyard, where the pigsty was.

As soon as the car stopped, Zhao Jingjing jumped out of the car, ran into the house, and shouted happily: "Brother, your classmate is here."

Hearing this, Zhao Yan turned around, still holding the dirty pig food bowl in his hand, and saw that Yan Cheng had got off the car, leaning on the door frame and smiling at him with his hands folded, his smile was bright, the old wooden door and the dark yellow soil The walls and the withered jujube trees in the courtyard seem to be lit up.

"Why didn't you call?"

"I happened to meet your sister." Yan Cheng walked over and pointed to the pig food bowl in his hand, and said, "What is this? A trash can?"

"No, feed the pigs."

His mother came out of the kitchen when she heard the sound, and cast a reproachful glance at Zhao Jingjing, blaming her for not looking at her, "Jingjing, go feed the pigs for your brother."

The pig food bowl in his hand was picked up by Zhao Jingjing.

Zhao Yan introduced Yan Cheng and his mother.

Yan Cheng politely asked people: "Hello, Auntie." Sure enough, Zhao Yan's small cherry mouth looked like his mother.

"The young man is really outstanding. He looks like he is from the city. Let Yanyan take you around casually, and Auntie will make dumplings for you."

Yan Cheng: "Thank you, Auntie, for causing you trouble."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Zhao Yan's mother doesn't speak Mandarin very well, just a few daily expressions, and Yan Cheng can understand the general meaning even if he is half-baffled.

Yancheng bought a lot of presents, beautifully packaged, one-size-fits-all thermal clothes, electric blankets, milk candies, a box of ginseng, and so on.

Zhao Yan was helping him lift his things out of the back seat, "Didn't you say you don't need to bring anything, why are you still buying so much?"

"It's the first time I'm here, and it's New Year's Eve. It's a courtesy. I don't know what your family needs. Sister Qing gave me some advice, so I just bought some."

Speaking of "Sister Qing", Zhao Yan subconsciously glanced at the direction of the next door out of the corner of his eye. "Squeak" the door slammed, just as his eldest aunt went out to pour dirty water with a sad face, seeing the cars and Yan Cheng here, her eyes were full of resentment.When my family suffers from misfortune, I can't see the good of others. My son can't even get a wife, and he can't keep a wife after buying a wife. Why should others look like movie stars, and they can seduce women away at a glance.

Inexplicably, Yan Cheng was stared at several times with resentment in his eyes, the malice came without end, he frowned and looked at Zhao Yan in puzzlement.

After his eldest aunt entered, Zhao Yan approached Yan Cheng and said, "You are so good-looking, you are annoying."

Yan Cheng: "That can't be helped, I have grown up well since I was a child."

"It's also because you abducted his wife and granddaughter." Zhao Yancai smiled and whispered to Yan Cheng after entering with the gift.

Yan Cheng realized what was going on. It turned out that the house was the legendary "next door house". He said with a smile: "You have half of the military medal. I dare not claim the credit alone."

……

Yan Cheng: "Where are you going?"

Zhao Yan: "Go to a mountain I used to go to, it is very suitable for watching the sunset."

The days in winter are short, the sun sets early in the mountains, and the sun begins to set westward within a few hours of the afternoon.As the two walked on the road, brand-new Spring Festival couplets were pasted on the doorsteps of people on both sides of the road. It was a festive celebration to welcome the Spring Festival. From time to time, people they knew would talk to Zhao Yan and say something with a smile.

Yan Cheng couldn't understand, "What did she say?"

Zhao Yan walked two steps quickly, opened a little distance, turned around and looked Yan Cheng up and down from the perspective of a bystander, like evaluating a commodity that is up for grabs.

Facing anyone's eyes, Young Master Yan never had the word "stage fright" in his dictionary, and since he was in a public place now, he possed very low-key, "How about it, is there any kind of joy of picking up a priceless treasure? If crazy?"

Zhao Yan laughed out his deep dimples. He noticed it just now, but he never said, "Why are you dressed like this today?"

Snow-white sneakers, of course, ignore the mud that just hit them, dark blue jeans, a little tight, outlining straight, slender and plump legs, light gray casual suit jacket, and a white sweater inside.It seems that there is sunshine and vitality everywhere, and it is so vigorous that the sunset can't be stained with even a little bit of heaviness.

It was like walking straight from the runway of Paris Fashion Week.

Looking down at himself, he didn't pay much attention at home, how to keep warm and how to dress, Zhao Yan felt that Yan Cheng contrasted him with the father of a child who was walking aside.

Yan Cheng: "What kind?"

"It's very recruiting, haven't you noticed? Wherever we go, regardless of men, women, or children, the rate of return is [-]%."

Yan Cheng: "I don't have it, I don't have it, I just put on casual clothes. They think it's because there are very few outsiders in your village, and they are just curious."

Someone is a dead duck with a hard mouth.

Zhao Yan: "Do you know what she just said?"

"I'm not asking you, I won't ask if I know."

"She asked me if you have a partner. If not, her family has three daughters for you to choose. No bride price is accepted. As long as you like it, you will marry it for free."

Yan Cheng: "Then what did you say?"

"I said, this kid is playful. He married a wife in high school, and now his children can play soy sauce."

Yan Cheng laughed so hard that the tails of his eyes turned up, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, casting a shadow on his face.

……

Walking out of the village, there are wheat fields on the surrounding hillsides, all of which are cultivated by the villagers themselves. They are arranged in steps from the top of the mountain to the bottom, just like terraced fields.Although the mountains here are large, the land is barren and sandy, and there is not much land that can grow crops.

The wheat fields are covered with snow that has not completely melted, and a layer of green is exposed on the snow. Except for the wheat fields, most of the mountains are still barren.

"I'm used to seeing the bustling world outside, what do you think of our village?" Zhao Yan kicked off a dead branch blocking the road, fearing that the dead branch would dirty Yancheng's pants.

"Barren, backward, old-fashioned, so poor." Yan Cheng said succinctly.

Zhao Yan: "What else?"

"Original ecology, nature, and environmental protection everywhere." Yan Cheng thought for a while and then said: "To get rich, build roads first, or rely on mountains to eat mountains, develop such a large mountain range, or maintain the original ecology to develop tourism, Fengqiao Mountain It is a very good example of success. Of course, it depends on the planning of your local government."

Zhao Yan took Yan Cheng up to the top of the mountain, found a rock and sat down to watch the sunset.

The orange-red sun was like a disc hanging above the top of the mountain. Thousands of golden rays dyed half of the sky red, and the mountain directly below was covered with a golden halo.The winter scenery in the surrounding mountains is completely desolate and desolate, as if covered with pale golden makeup.Just waiting for the moment when the sunset is gone, the lead is washed away, and the darkness sweeps across.

Seeing no one around, Yan Cheng grabbed Zhao Yan's hand and held it in his own.

Zhao Yan: "Is it cold?"

Yan Cheng: "It's not cold."

Zhao Yan: "Is the sunset beautiful?"

Yan Cheng: "Very good."

"This is certainly not the most beautiful sunset you have ever seen. Where is the most beautiful sunset you have ever seen?"

Yan Cheng: "The plains of Mexico, but this is not absolute. Whether the scenery is beautiful depends on the mood."

Zhao Yan: "What's the sunset like on the plains of Mexico?"

"Hmm... It's very tragic. On the endless horizon, the golden light gradually fades away until the vast plain is replaced by darkness. It feels like a century has been lost."

The orange-red disc fell down the hill little by little, and only two-thirds of it remained at this moment. Zhao Yan was facing the setting sun, his face was in the warm golden halo, with a bit of metallic texture, and his red phoenix eyes were extremely beautiful when viewed from the side. .

Zhao Yan: "Then do you feel like you have lost a century?"

"No." Yan Cheng looked at Zhao Yan's profile, and slowly approached.

Zhao Yan felt the warm breath in the cool air slowly approaching his side face, and it became hot all of a sudden. He turned his head and saw Yan Cheng's face close at hand, "Why? Because this is not the plain of Mexico? "

"I just want to give you a century now."

A kiss landed on his eyes, Zhao Yan closed his eyes, he felt that half of his scalp was numb, and the sultry lips only stayed on the eyes.

He slowly raised his head, and kissed that irritating lips, the flames splashed, as if he could hear the sound of "crackling" dry wood.

Zhao Yan thought with the last trace of clarity in his mind, and he didn't know why, as long as two people were alone together, no matter what they were doing at the beginning, they would always reach this point unknowingly.

In the end who starts each time first...

Suddenly, a voice sounded not far away, the sound of dead branches and leaves being trampled on.The sound was not loud, but it was no less than a huge roar in Zhao Yan's ears.

This is the wilderness here, and someone may come at any time, what the hell is this doing!He pushed Yan Cheng away and looked at the source of the sound, where a rabbit ran away.

Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "You..., someone may come here at any time."

Yan Cheng: "Where do I sleep tonight?"

"My room."

Yan Cheng: "Okay, then let's go back."

"Go back... why go back?"

Yan Cheng: "What are you thinking, of course you want to go back and eat dumplings."