I heard that if I don't pretend to be poor, I will die

Hearing this request, everyone was taken aback, and Yang Qi was also a little confused.

He Ziming, this is...

But Watsons nodded in agreement without saying a word, and arranged for Yang Qi and He Ziming to stand together.

Yang Qi walked over in a daze, and stood with He Ziming.

With a "click", the flash flashed, and the group photo of Yang Qi and He Ziming was taken.

Yang Qi didn't feel anything, but he found that He Ziming seemed to be smiling in the dark, curling his lips.

After taking the photos, they went home along the road and stayed in the bungalow.

Because it was time to go home for the group performance at night, when Yang Qi went back, the house was empty and it was strangely deserted.

Watsons turned on the light and saw that there was no one in the room, so he wondered, "Yang Qi, where is your family?"

"Oh, they, they went out." Yang Qi replied quickly.

"It's so late, what are you doing out there?" Liu Xiahui was also puzzled.

Yang Qi quickly explained: "This house belongs to my parents. My relatives all have their own houses in the village. They only come to the farm to help with work during the day. As for my parents, they will go to the city tonight and say they want to farm Some dry goods for winter."

"Dry goods?" Liu Xiahui still looked puzzled, "Then you don't have to go at night, do you?"

"You don't understand. They also want to visit their next distant relative in the city. They are in a hurry today, so they went to the city after dinner." Yang Qi said.

"Oh." Liu Xiahui asked again, "Then you have a distant relative in the city, why don't you go live with your relative?"

"It's said that they are far away. Is the relationship between them so good?" Watsons intervened to help Yang Qi speak. Liu Xiahui still didn't understand the question he wanted to understand. What a pig's brain.

Liu Xiahui nodded again, as if he had figured it out, but he didn't seem to understand it.

"Okay, you can stay here with peace of mind. My parents will be back tomorrow after finishing their work. We also just have a rest, and we have to go back to school tomorrow morning." Yang Qi waved his hand, signaling them to go back to the room to rest.

The few people didn't think much, and went back to their rooms.

Although this bungalow is not big, it happens to have four small rooms, one for each person.

After washing up, everyone was sleepy after playing all day, so they went to bed early.

The autumn night was still a little cold, Yang Qi curled up in the bed and shivered, unable to sleep because of the cold.

Although the air in the countryside is fresh, the temperature is much lower than that in the city, especially because there are many trees and streams around, and the humidity is heavy, so it is bone-chillingly cold at night.

When Yang Qi couldn't sleep, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to confirm to the travel company whether the tricycle uncle who would take them back to school tomorrow would be on time.

At this time, Yang Qi suddenly received a new message on his mobile phone.

He opened it and saw that it was He Ziming who sent him a WeChat message: "Are you asleep?"

Yang Qi was a little excited when he saw the news, and immediately replied: "Not yet."

He Ziming said, "Then let's talk."

Yang Qi nodded quickly: "Okay, what are we talking about?"

He Ziming didn't reply for a long time, probably thinking about something.

At this moment, Yang Qi's heart was already beating drums.

It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. He Ziming took the initiative to chat with him. He was happier than anyone else, but he was also more nervous than anyone else. He was afraid that he would accidentally say the wrong thing and make the other party unhappy.

After all, it was Wannian Bingshan who took the initiative to chat with him, and Yang Qi met the once-in-a-century opportunity.

But why did He Ziming take the initiative to chat with him?

Hiss, Yang Qi couldn't figure it out, and frowned.

Could it be that he asked him for something?Or do you want to complain to him because the bed is uncomfortable to sleep on?

Yang Qi guessed wildly.

At this time, He Ziming sent him a message: "Are you free next week?"

Yang Qi was taken aback for a moment, seeing this, he didn't understand what he meant, so he asked, "Does it mean Saturday and Sunday?"

"En." He Ziming nodded.

"Yes, yes, as long as I finish my homework, I'm free every day." Yang Qi replied.

What annoys him the most now is the endless homework, the endless test papers, the endless vocabulary and texts.

Yang Qi really doesn't have much talent for learning. Although he has decided to reform himself now and wants to study hard, his recent behavior has been checked a lot, at least he doesn't violate the rules and disciplines.

But, ideals are always full.

Yang Qi said to study hard, but found it very difficult to do it.He didn't read much, but he fell asleep when he stared at the textbook.

Not to mention memorizing text words and the like, once I memorize it, I forget it, and I often forget it again and again, it is often the kind of——

"Ma What Mei?"

"Ma Dongmei?"

"Ma Dong what?"

"Ma Dongmei."

"What Dongmei?"

"Ma Dongmei."

"Oh, Ma Dongmei..."

"Remember?"

"remember."

"What is it?"

"Sun Honglei."

In the end, I can only get a helpless look from the teacher, and a child cannot be taught.

So until now, Yang Qi has not adapted to the intense and exciting study life, and decided to let nature take its course and do his best.

Seeing that he was talking about studies, He Ziming knew that Yang Qi's thoughts had gone wrong, and thought that he was here to discuss matters of study with him.

Because a class meeting was just held a few days ago, although the head teacher didn't criticize Yang Qi by name, he said that Yang Qi was not serious enough and too loose. I hope he will work harder.

Yang Qi knew that the school's class evaluation must be coming, and Yang Qi's lowest score really hindered their class.Even if the head teacher knew about his family background, he still couldn't see it.

The homeroom teacher also secretly told He Ziming to help Yang Qi a little bit, saying that since the two of them are roommates, maybe they can spare time for tutoring on Saturdays and Sundays, so that Yang Qi's score can be raised a little, so that it doesn't look too ugly.

Yang Qi knew all these things, he guessed that he was here to talk to him about tutoring, so he answered like that.

In the end, He Ziming smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't talk to you about studying, nor about making up lessons. I'm looking for you for something else."

Yang Qi suddenly regained his energy and asked, "What's the matter?"

He Ziming said, "Don't you want to work part-time?"

Yang Qi nodded again and again: "Well, yes."

In fact, he said it casually, but he is indeed a little tight now, and recently spent a sum of money on this farmhouse, and he will eat dirt again when he goes back.

Now that He Ziming mentioned a part-time job, he thought it might as well give it a try.

He Ziming said: "That's good, why don't you come to my work place to help."

"Where do you work?" Yang Qi was a little puzzled, and then the appearance of the Rose Empire appeared in his mind, "You mean the Rose Empire?"

"That's right." He Ziming affirmed his thoughts.

"Oh, no, how can I get in that place." Yang Qi shook his head immediately.

He didn't come of age until he was one year old, so he didn't meet the conditions for a part-time job at all.

He used to be a rich young master, and his family had money, so of course he could come in and out freely.Now that his family is bankrupt, what identity does he use to get in?

He Ziming said: "You don't have to worry about this, I can find someone to help you find a job as a waiter."

Seeing that He Ziming was so confident, Yang Qi thought of the girl He Ziming had met at the school gate before, and then thought of He Ziming's frequent return to the dormitory late, and frowned slightly.

Asking someone for help has to give something.

A person like He Ziming who has nothing can only rely on the help of his rich wife and girlfriend.

But begging his girlfriend for help in a low voice, he must be more humiliated in his heart and more embarrassed in face.

Yang Qi declined and said, "Farewell, don't bother your girlfriend. She likes you, not me, so how can she help?"

When He Ziming heard this, he frowned and asked, "What girlfriend? When did I have a girlfriend?"

Yang Qi said: "Don't quibble, I saw it with my own eyes last time."

He Ziming asked, "Where did you see it?"

Yang Qi said triumphantly: "At the gate of the school. Last time I saw you chatting with a girl with my own eyes. That girl is quite beautiful. It took a lot of thought to get it?"

Yang Qi's cheap look, if He Ziming couldn't see it through the screen, he would probably be beaten in the next second.

He Ziming explained: "I don't have a girlfriend, that's not my girlfriend, it's a relative in my city."

"Really?" Yang Qi couldn't believe it.

He Ziming, who came out of the mountain, and his relatives in the city?

"Well, she is the daughter of a distant relative. Last time she came to see me for something." He Ziming said very calmly, "My job was also helped by their family."

"Oh, so it is like this." Yang Qi suddenly realized.

In this way, it seems to make sense.

Those who can enter the Rose Empire are either rich or noble, and most of them are rich people.And those who have contacts with the Rose Empire must be some rich people in the city.

So, that distant relative of He Ziming should be a wealthy businessman in the city?

But He Ziming's family has such a high-ranking relative, why don't you see him hugging his thigh?

Yang Qi expressed his doubts.

He Ziming said very frankly: "Their family thinks my family is poor, so we are too embarrassed to flatter."

Yang Qi nodded clearly: "That's true."

Knowing that He Ziming didn't have a girlfriend, nor was he being taken care of by a rich woman as Yang Qi imagined, he immediately felt a lot relieved.

Yang Qi was still very embarrassed at this time, he was ashamed of his dirty thoughts.

He Ziming is an honest gentleman, and his good looks doesn't mean that he will do some shocking things.

It is he who thinks badly about people.

But when He Ziming said that he wanted to help him find a part-time job in the Rose Empire, he naturally had to ask his relatives for help again. Isn't that troublesome?

Yang Qi still declined and said, "Otherwise, forget it. A place like Rose Empire is good, but if you want to get me in, you must ask your relatives, right? It's too troublesome..."

"No trouble, it's easy, as long as you want, I can tell them tomorrow." He Ziming was also very stubborn.

"Brother, can you change the place for me? I didn't even think about going to the Rose Empire, other things are fine..." Yang Qi began to pick and choose, still wanting to shirk.

He remembered the past of the original owner.

The original owner used to be a frequent visitor to the Rose Empire. He spent a lot of time in it every day, and he even performed a performance to burn money before, which attracted a lot of people's attention.

It can be said that as long as he enters the Rose Empire, eighty to ninety percent of the people will recognize him.

With so many old acquaintances, how can Yang Qi continue to disguise his identity?

No, the Rose Empire cannot go.

"But the wages in Rose Empire are high, and the tips are even higher. If you work for a day, you will get at least 2000 yuan, plus the tips from those customers, sometimes as much as [-] yuan." He Ziming said, as if he did not give up struggling.

Yang Qi was really moved when he heard the salary.

He is very short of money right now.

In the past, he didn't think that he would spend all his money one day, but now, every time he spends 1000 yuan, he feels terrible pain.

Every time he spends money, he thinks that his money will decrease little by little, but he has not yet the ability to survive independently in society, and his ability to earn money is worrying.If you continue to spend like this, sooner or later you will run out of money.

Especially if you suddenly encounter some serious illness or the like, a single flower can cost tens of thousands, no matter how thrifty you are, it is useless.

Thinking of this, Yang Qi was a little shaken.

At this time, He Ziming continued: "Besides, you also know that the Rose Empire is a high-end place, and you can gain a lot of knowledge by going there to exercise your abilities."

These words pierced Yang Qi's heart.

He didn't really want to increase his knowledge, but he thought of his parents.

So far, he has no information about the whereabouts of his parents at all, and he has no way to find out where they are.

As for the Rose Empire, as a place he often visited in the past, and also as a rich businessman exchange circle, the news is the most well-informed.People Yang Qi knew before are also in it, if he can get in and find some acquaintances to ask about the situation, maybe he can really get a lot of useful information.

Thinking about it this way, Yang Qi immediately agreed and said, "Okay, then I beg you to help me arrange it."

"No problem." He Ziming readily agreed. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Yang Qi chatted with He Ziming about other things, such as games.

Speaking of games, the most favorite topic among boys, the chatting is as endless as the water of the Yellow River, and they can't finish talking for three days and three nights.

At the same time, Yang Qi also discovered that He Ziming actually had the potential to chatter.

Don't look at him usually being extremely cold, but now the feeling of chatting online is completely different, no different from sand sculpture netizens, very lively.

If there is a difference, it may be that he doesn't like to post emoticons, which is quite in line with his aloof personality.

Yang Qi and He Ziming chatted a lot about eating chicken, and the more they talked, the more excited they became.

In the end, they clapped their hands and decided that next time the two of them would skip class and go to the Internet cafe together.

After making this decision, Yang Qi didn't regret it, but he felt a little guilty.

Is he leading a bad student?

But no matter, just go there once or twice, it shouldn't be a big problem.

It was twelve o'clock before he knew it, and Yang Qi glanced at his phone, only to realize that it was so late at this time, and the two chatted for nearly two hours.

If you continue to chat, you won't be able to get up tomorrow.

Yang Qi quickly said: "It's very late, go to bed quickly, you have to get up early tomorrow."

He Ziming also looked at the time, nodded and said, "Well, good night."

"Good night." Yang Qi sent these two words and turned off the phone.

But he didn't fall asleep, the content of the passionate chat just now was still echoing in his mind.

He never expected that He Ziming would take the initiative to chat with him, nor did he expect that he would ask to help him find a part-time job.

Although Yang Qi doesn't understand why He Ziming treats him so well, he can be sure that He Ziming is really close to him.And just now he said that he wanted to take a photo with him, isn't this a sign of goodwill?

Thinking about it, Yang Qi felt elated.

Anyway, he doesn't have many friends, so it would be nice to have another thigh like He Ziming to hug him.

He closed his eyes and laughed, and gradually fell asleep.

Yang Qi slept until dawn, originally he wanted to continue to sleep, but if it wasn't for the deafening knock on the door outside, he might still be out of his mind.

"Yang Qi, wake up! Check what time it is!" Watson's voice outside was very loud, directly piercing through the wooden door and piercing into Yang Qi's ear.

Yang Qi opened his eyes in a daze, touched the mobile phone beside the bed, and checked the time, it was ten o'clock.

Suddenly, he turned over from the bed in a jerk, and hurriedly got dressed.

The pick-up time he agreed with the travel company is 09:30, and it's already ten o'clock now, and he doesn't know if the old man at the entrance of the village is still there.

Yang Qi hurriedly finished washing up. Seeing that several people were lazily sitting on the sofa in the living room playing with their mobile phones, he hurriedly urged, "Stop playing, pack up your things and go back to school."

"What's the rush? It's only been a few hours since I got back to school, so I have time." Liu Xiahui stretched.

"Yeah, let's think about what to eat first, I'm hungry..." Watson rubbed his stomach, looking for something to eat.

He Ziming walked over and asked, "Why are you like an ant on a hot pot? Your head is sweating."

Yang Qi was really in a hurry, his forehead was sweating, and he couldn't speak fluently.

"You guys, hurry up, I won't be able to catch the car back later!" Yang Qi could only sigh.

"Why?" Everyone was a little puzzled, but they still sat lazily and didn't move.

"No reason, hurry up!" Yang Qi shouted.

He had no choice but to run over to urge them himself, and while pushing them to bring their own things, he was busy checking whether he had left anything behind.

Although Daoxiang Village is not too far from the city, its geographical location is very remote and the transportation is not very convenient. There is only one big road leading to the entrance of the village.

There is only one bus from the city to the village every week, and there are no shifts on Sundays.

The most advanced means of transportation in the village are motorcycles and electric vehicles. There are no cars. Tricycles and trucks are the main means of transportation for farmers here.

However, few people left the village at this time, they were all busy doing farm work and stockpiling winter goods, and they usually only entered the city with goods to sell. It was so difficult to find such a coincident person.

The travel company repeatedly told them that because according to the arrangement, the only one in the village who was willing to take them out was this tricycle.

If they want to find another person, they must either find it themselves or wait for the travel company to arrange it. It will take the day after tomorrow.

In other words, if you miss this village, there will be no store here.

Can Yang Qi not be in a hurry?

Yang Qi explained to them as he walked, saying that there was an old man at the entrance of the village, the one who rode the tricycle yesterday, and would send them back to school today.It was originally agreed to gather at the entrance of the village at 09:30, but now I am late, and I don’t know if the uncle is still there.If not, they would have to pay for someone to take them home.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier, thanks to the fact that I was still dawdling in the room for a long time, I would have woken you up if I knew about it." Liu Xiahui sighed.

He slept soundly last night and woke up at six o'clock in the morning.

Originally, I wanted to knock on the doors of the other people to wake them up, but thinking about it being so early in the morning, I finally managed to sleep in, so forget it.

Now, if the tricycles are gone, they have to find them themselves.

It's so troublesome to find a car by yourself, and Yang Qi also added that the bus here only runs once a week, which made them flustered.

"Then according to what you said, if we can't get in that tricycle today, we probably won't be able to go back?" Watsons understood what he was saying, and asked Yang Qi with his eyes wide open.

Although Yang Qi was reluctant to admit it, but it was indeed true, he nodded slowly.

"Damn Yang Qi, I fucking want to beat you!" Seeing his expression, Watson immediately became angry.

They don't know anything about good things without notifying them in advance, and now they may not even have to ride a tricycle.

Yang Qi wants to cry but has no tears.

He was also very guilty. The alarm clock that had been set at first, who knew that he fell asleep this time, and the alarm clock didn't work, and it went straight to ten o'clock.

He glanced at his phone again. It was already past 20:[-] in the morning, and he was almost an hour late. The uncle probably didn't wait long ago.

Thinking about the old man's temper yesterday, it seemed that he was impatient.

Hey, a few people rushed to the entrance of the village with nervousness and anxiety and with the last glimmer of hope.

The village entrance is still the same village entrance, but there is no one there.

There is still a mark on the wheel of the uncle's tricycle on the dirt, indicating that he has been here before.

Seeing the empty village entrance, everyone was downcast.

If they don't have a car, they won't be able to go back, and if they can't go back to school, their names will be recorded by the teacher who checked the bed.If their names are recorded, they will go to the Academic Affairs Office to accept punishment. The punishment is to circulate a criticism to the whole school and write a self-criticism.In addition, since their dormitory is a dormitory with a high incidence of violations of regulations and disciplines in the school, this time they must not only write a self-criticism, they may even be called to the Academic Affairs Office for an hour of criticism, and they may even contact their parents.

In short, the consequences are unimaginable.

Yang Qi didn't want to cause trouble, nor did he want to drag the whole dormitory to suffer, so he felt very guilty now.

"How?" This is the question they have to solve now.

"Then what else can I do, let's find a car." He Ziming, who recognized the facts in time, said.

A few people began their busy career of finding a car.

Because the uncle’s tricycle was bound for the city, but he was not in this village. It seemed that a neighboring village came to pick them up into the city.

This is what Yang Qi learned from the customer service. It is really not easy for the uncle to drive from the neighboring village for more than half an hour.The reason why I agreed to pick them up and send them to the city was also because I just finished my farm work recently and I was in a hurry.

Now that Yang Qi missed this opportunity, it is really difficult for the travel company to find someone to pick them up again.

Yang Qi was very dissatisfied with this. He sent all the anger of getting up early in the morning to the customer service, and kept typing on his mobile phone, asking why they didn't arrange pick-up service for customers.

After making trouble for a long time, the customer service finally explained that this pick-up service was added to Yang Qi for free, and it was a value-added service, not a basic service.

He also said that they didn't have this project for other customers originally, if it wasn't because Yang Qi was their VIP guest and he was still young, they added it for their safety.Besides, they did find a tricycle according to what Yang Qi said, and they did everything on the package, so there is no reason to blame them.

Yang Qi listened, feeling guilty and embarrassed.

I vented my temper just now, and now I regret it very much, and I apologized to the customer service lady repeatedly: "Hey, I'm sorry, I was a little emotional just now."

Yang Qi wished he could slap himself, why couldn't he be as calm as He Ziming when something happened, and still arguing with the customer service here?

is that useful?

What a shame!

As Yang Qi spoke, he really slapped himself.

With a "slap", a clear and loud slap sounded, and five red handprints appeared on Yang Qi's face.

"Yang Qi, what are you doing?" Liu Xiahui on the side was shocked.

Yang Qi, who was still immersed in self-blame, suddenly woke up, and when he saw them all looking at him, he blushed instantly.

"No, nothing." Yang Qi was so embarrassed that he wanted to go underground.

He shrank his hands back and stuffed them into his pockets.

Let's face it, it's important to find a car quickly.

At this time, everyone in the village has just started to work.

The life of people here is not like that in the city, where the bustle starts at [-] or [-] o'clock every morning.They have a very slow pace here, and they live a very casual life. Even if they get up early in the morning, the time to officially go to work in the fields is only ninety o'clock.

In addition, the temperature difference between day and night is large in autumn, and it is full of fog and dark in the morning, so the doors of many households in the village are now closed.

A few people wandered around in the village, asking east and west, asking if anyone came to the city today, and if they gave them a little ride, they could give money.

But after asking and asking, they all said that they couldn't go to the city.

It was hard to find a guy who went to the city, but the guy at home only had a means of transportation, a scooter.

This motorcycle can only carry one person, because there is a vegetable basket tied to the back of the motorcycle, which seems to be prepared to decorate cabbage and sell it in the city.

In this way, they can't sit still.

After wandering around for a long time, they still couldn't find anyone who could take them back, and they were downcast and somewhat desperate.

"Yang Qi, if the old man doesn't come, how can we go back?" Watson asked.

"The car I booked has to come tomorrow. It's really impossible. We can only ask for a day off and stay here for another night." Yang Qi said helplessly.

Hearing his words, everyone shook their heads in unison.

Liu Xiahui shook his head like a rattle: "No, it's Monday tomorrow. You said it's okay if one person doesn't show up, and the whole dormitory asks for leave. It's really unreasonable."

He was still in a hurry to go back to catch up on his homework. He hadn't done a lot of homework in the past two days. If he didn't finish it on Monday, he would definitely be scolded to death by the teacher.

Watsons also said: "Farewell, let's find out if there is any kind-hearted person to take us back."

Watsons was afraid that the teacher would call his family. If his parents found out, he would go back to his hometown with his classmates privately, and he would not be skinned next time he went home.

He Ziming didn't say anything, only he was very calm.

Yang Qi asked, "What's your opinion?"

"I don't have any objections, I'll let you arrange it." He Ziming was very casual.

Yang Qi thought about it, maybe because he has been relatively independent since he was a child, and his family should not worry much about his life, so even if he asks for leave, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Yang Qi himself is the same. Now his parents can't be contacted. Even if the teacher calls home, he still can't find them.

But what to say still can't give up hope, let's look again.

Several people continued to go door to door, brazenly asking others.During the period, they received a lot of cold looks, and many people looked at them defensively, and some even drove them out of the courtyard with a broom.

People in this small village are quite defensive towards strangers.And looking at Yang Qi, a few young people who are not in school and come to this ghost place, they are not serious people at first glance, maybe they are hooligans in the society.So I was very wary of them, with sarcastic remarks.

Yang Qi and the others encountered setbacks, and finally returned home.

"It seems that there is really no way out now." Yang Qi sighed heavily.

Liu Xiahui suddenly said: "Hey, we can take a Didi taxi!" @无限好文，all in Jinjiang Literature City

Just as he was praising his wit, Yang Qi sighed faintly: "If you can get a taxi here, I will call you Grandpa."

"Why not?" Unconvinced, Liu Xiahui quickly took out his phone and began to locate it by himself.

The results showed that the area he was in was too remote, there was no car source nearby, and no one would come to this place where birds don't lay eggs and dogs don't shit.

Lost in confidence, Liu Xiahui was suddenly very sad, and supported Yang Qi's shoulder and said, "Yang Qi, can we really not go back today?"

Yang Qi nodded sadly: "There is no other way, think of a reason to ask for leave. By the way, say hello to the family, so that the teacher will not call the family to make trouble."

This is what they worry about and worry the most, and it is difficult for the school to deal with it.

Several people sighed again and again, sitting on the stone steps at the entrance of the village, like statues.

Silent, with a little sadness. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Seeing that there was nothing he could do, He Ziming suddenly stood up from the ground and said, "We got a taxi."

This voice was so abrupt that several people were startled.

"Where is where?" Several people leaned over to look at He Ziming's cell phone.

I saw He Ziming talking to a person, who said he could send them back to the city, but they needed some gas money, and said they would arrive at the entrance of the village in 10 minutes.

None of them said anything about the gas money, and they promised to give it.But what they were curious about was how He Ziming got the taxi.

"How did you get a taxi?" Liu Xiahui was puzzled.

"I asked in this city group, asking if anyone can help, as long as they can take us back, I will give you a fare of 200 yuan." He Ziming said lightly, "Then someone responded that his uncle lived far away from Daoxiang Village. It's pretty close, and it just so happens that there's nothing wrong with it, his uncle can come, and then..."

Before He Ziming finished speaking, Yang Qi walked up immediately, grabbed He Ziming's hand excitedly, and shouted loudly: "Grandpa!"

This sound stunned He Ziming, and he couldn't help laughing when he thought of what Yang Qi said just now.

"As long as you can send us back to school, you will be my uncle from now on." Liu Xiahui who was next to him also came to join in the fun, and said to He Ziming solemnly.

"Master!" Watsons was also very straightforward, and he called out "Master" as a show of respect when he came up.

"You..." He Ziming was suddenly speechless.

Looking at the upper body of each actor, he really didn't know how to reply.

Say 10 minutes, really only 10 minutes.

After 10 minutes, they finally waited for a car, which was a familiar tricycle.

An old man wearing a green cotton hat was sitting on this tricycle, and there was a radio hanging on the front of the car, which played the Peking opera "The Orphan of Zhao Family" they had heard last time.

"Oh, let me go, isn't this the uncle who sent us here yesterday?" Liu Xiahui still had sharp eyes and recognized him from a long distance away.

Watsons probed his head and looked forward, nodded, affirming Liu Xiahui's answer.

Yang Qi and He Ziming looked at each other.

Yang Qi's eyes were full of question marks, but He Ziming's eyes were full of innocence, indicating that he didn't know anything, it just happened to be such a coincidence.

When the uncle came in front of them, he leaned forward and looked at them, he was also surprised, and said, "Oh, so it's you little ones!"

"Master, so you didn't leave?" Liu Xiahui saw the uncle, as if seeing a life-saving straw, he rushed up as soon as he stopped, and hugged his arm tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Watsons also rushed up, hugged the other arm, and said, "Master, it's a good thing you're here. If you don't come, we won't be able to go back to school!"

"Master, didn't you agree to wait for us at the entrance of the village at 09:30?" Yang Qi asked.

The uncle pursed his lips, and said angrily: "Yes, look at what time it is, it's already this time, and I'm still stupid to stand at the entrance of the village and drink the northwest wind? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Knowing that he was wrong, Yang Qi stuck out his tongue and asked, "Master, why are you back?"

"Originally, I did go back on my way. Didn't I come back to take a look because someone said they were going to send them into the city." The uncle said truthfully.

Now, everyone has figured it out.

The news that He Ziming sent in the same city group just now was probably seen by the uncle's nephew, and then he was notified to make the order.

Fate has played tricks on people, but it turned around and the old man came back again.

But it's okay, anyway, even if it's a tricycle, it's fine if they can go back. They don't choose any means of transportation anymore.

Several people climbed onto the uncle's tricycle and sat on the bumpy path, everyone's expressions were already calm.

Watson, who was disgusted yesterday, is now as quiet as a dove, indifferent to the world; Liu Xiahui, who was vomited yesterday, can calmly cope with the bumps, and even appreciate the surrounding scenery; And He Ziming, a person with deep merit and fame, just sat quietly, didn't say anything, didn't chat with Yang Qi, and had already turned on the Do Not Disturb mode.

Unlike the chatty him last night, he didn't seem to want to talk too much at this time, and Yang Qi didn't want to bother him.

After getting in the car to go back, everyone was relieved. All the worries before had disappeared, and the mood instantly became lighter.

When Yang Qi was sitting on top, the old man in front of him took the initiative to talk to him and asked, "Young man, you guys are going back and forth here, and you just left after playing for a day?"

Yang Qi nodded and said, "No way, time is running out, and there is still class tomorrow."

"Oh..." the uncle said regretfully, "Then you will miss tomorrow's Harvest Festival."

"What Harvest Festival?" Liu Xiahui, who has a keen sense of new things, immediately raised his head and asked.

"It's an event on our side. It's held by people from several villages. At that time, we will choose a place to hold a rally. Everyone will sell their own products and find a lot of good things." Uncle explained.

"Oh." Liu Xiahui nodded blankly and said, "Come again next time you have a chance."

Although I don't know what it is, but it looks very fun, and it should be quite suitable for live broadcasting.

It's a pity that they have to go back to school and missed it this time.

The uncle was also bored, chatting with a few of them, and each asked some questions.

The questions are not about privacy, but mostly about how old they are, where they study, what they did yesterday, and so on.

They also answered one by one, but most of the questions were answered by Yang Qi for them.

He knew that the uncle had a relationship with the travel company, so he had to take care of it in case he accidentally said something wrong.

After chatting for a while, there was probably nothing to talk about, so the uncle concentrated on listening to the play, and the speed of the car gradually increased.

In fact, the uncle drove a lot faster this time, even faster than last time.

It is estimated that these people have strong adaptability. Even though they bumped on the road full of stones, they did not have a physiological reaction. They should feel that it is no big deal, so they accelerated on purpose.

But in fact, although the faces of several people are calm and very calm and leisurely, in fact, their hearts are already turbulent.

Damn, my ass hurts so much! ! CAOCAOCAOCAO! ——This is what Yang Qi said in his heart.

Fuck, this uncle is still accelerating, is he dying? !Too dangerous! ——This is Liu Xiahui