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On Monday morning, Yang Chen came to Zhonghai Airport with a small suitcase as promised. He came to the airport for the second time in a short time, and the person traveling together was still Mo Qianni, but the relationship between the two has been from the beginning to the present. There are already two concepts.
Mo Qianni wore a pair of sunglasses that covered half of her fair and pretty face, pulled a huge suitcase, and a slightly tight white sportswear made her look refreshed, chewing gum and listening to music while wearing earplugs. Looking at the watch, I was waiting early.
Seeing Yang Chen rushing slowly, Mo Qianni pulled down her sunglasses playfully and rolled her eyes, "Why do I have to wait for you every time, wouldn't the gentleman arrive early?"
"It's only two times in total. What is every time?" Yang Chen reached out without embarrassment and put his hand directly into Mo Qianni's jacket pocket, trying to touch a piece of chewing gum to eat.
With so many passengers passing by, Mo Qianni was naturally embarrassed, and she shyly stretched out her hand and constantly patted Yang Chen's arm, "What to touch! There is no chewing gum!"
Yang Chen felt for a moment, did not rush out his hand, pinched a few handfuls on Mo Qianni's soft and delicate waist through the clothes, and took it back after being overwhelmed.
Mo Qianni flushed angrily, and she twisted Yang Chen's waist a few times, while still muttering: "I know that you can bully a junior like me, and you have the ability to take advantage of your wife!"
Yang Chen suddenly remembered a sentence: Xiao San has no human rights... But this is definitely not a thing to say in front of Mo Qianni.
The two got on the plane frolicking and it took almost four hours to reach Sichuan Province.
When Yang Chen saw the stewardess with sweet smiles, he missed An Xin's "unconscionable" chick. Last time I mentioned that she had to confess her fate when she caught her again. Yang Chen thought, should she check exactly where she is? Flight, so as not to have long nights and dreams.
After spending more than three hours on the plane, the plane entered the boundary of Sichuan Province, gradually descended, and thick clouds appeared. You can already see the scenery of Shu area below from the cabin window.
Mo Qianni leaned against the window, staring unblinkingly at the green and silky scenery of the rolling mountains on the landing ground in a daze.
"Haven't you come back in more than ten years?" Yang Chen saw her look sentimental, afraid that she would be overly excited, so he moved away from Mo Qianni's attention.
Mo Qianni's eyes were red, and she nodded, "Well, I still remember how hard it was back then. From these ravines, all the way to Zhonghai, I didn't expect that now, I can come back by plane. It's like getting in. The same in the other world."
"Have you brought gifts for your mother?" Yang Chen asked.
"I won't tell you." Speaking of her mother, Mo Qianni's eyes were full of joy and expectation. Obviously she couldn't wait to see her only relative.
After another half an hour, the plane landed at the provincial capital airport.
According to her, Mo Qianni’s hometown is located in a small mountain village called Kunshanzhai in the Qilian Mountains. Because the road section is too remote, you have to take a train to the outskirts of the mountain, and then enter the interior by the bus on the winding road. It takes more than ten miles on foot to go back.
Yang Chen heard this series of traffic, his scalp numb, and couldn't help asking Mo Qianni, "Your hometown, won't you even run out of electricity?"
Mo Qianni glared at him, "How can my mother call me when there is no electricity? It's just that the transportation is inconvenient, and the wires are still put in. Our village is not a small village. There are hundreds of households in the north and south. "
Yang Chen heaved a sigh of relief. "Candlelight dinners" occasionally happened to be sentimental, and if they were too many, it would be nauseating.
After the two took a taxi to the train station, they found that the train to the small town station below the Qilian Mountains was still an old-fashioned train.
After buying the tickets, the two casually made up a lunch at the snack bar outside the station, and then boarded the train again.
There were not many people in the train carriages. When the train was started, in the dozens-seater carriages, there were only more than a dozen dusty fellows, most of whom were mountain people who went outside to sell some souvenirs.
As soon as she got on the hard seat of the train, Mo Qianni fell asleep, lying on the table in front of her position, even if the train's rolling noise was so noisy, she still fell asleep quickly.
Because the train traveled for two hours and stopped for three stops in the middle, a group of people came up shortly after arriving at the first stop.
This is a group of men with poles and coarse cloth. Several of them were still holding cigarettes. The pungent smell made the cabin immediately smoky.
As there are almost no railway controls here and the equipment is outdated, no one will restrain the rough behavior of these mountain guys. The muddy overshoes put on the train and the floor is dirty. Everyone is accustomed to it.
Mo Qianni, who was awakened by the unpleasant smell and noisy speech, opened her eyes anxiously and saw that there were many more people around, and she was also smoking unscrupulously, which made her frown.
Having been away from this land for a long time, she suddenly felt very uncomfortable facing the unchanging group of people.
At this time, the group of men were also looking at Yang Chen and Mo Qianni, especially a few obsessed, who kept staring at Mo Qianni.
Most of the women in the mountains are rough and thick, with dark complexion and prominent blush because of their hard work all year round. How can there be a woman with a fashionable dress and a delicate complexion like Mo Qianni, and at this moment, because she feels uncomfortable, her eyebrows are frowned. Just like Lin Daiyu's couch due to wind and cold, men tend to be bloody.
Finally, there was a black-faced man who couldn't help himself. He left his seat and leaned in. He sat down beside Yang Chen. While looking at Mo Qianni's slightly nervous face, he grinned at Yang Chen and revealed a mouthful. Yellow and black teeth, "Brother, where are you from."
Yang Chen was looking at the slowly receding mountain scenery outside the window, and he didn't pay much attention to the changes in the car.
Hearing the black-faced man's accent full of Sichuan flavor, Yang Chen smiled, "Come from Zhonghai."
"Zhonghai?" The black-faced man looked at Yang Chen up and down as if he had seen something strange. , That building is really high, eh, you live in such a high building, are you afraid to fall down?"
Faced with this almost nonsensical question, Yang Chen didn't know how to answer, "I don't know, I haven't thought about it."
The other mountain guys who got in the car all laughed, "Black Loach, don't talk about those nonsense, just let it out if you have a fart!"
Black Loach glared at them, then said to Yang Chen: "Brother, are you going to the mountains? What are you doing?"
"Go see a very important person," Yang Chen said vaguely.
Mo Qianni saw that Yang Chen and the man named Black Loach were talking, she turned her head and looked out the window for a while, pretending that she didn't know anything.
The black mud loach laughed and said, "Brother, your wife is really good, and we won't be able to get such a one in the mountains for hundreds of years. Those women have thicker hands than our old men, and their legs can be used as hair!"
Yang Chen smiled unavoidably, he found that Mo Qianni's shoulders were trembling obviously, thinking that the woman in the mountains had already included her and her mother, which made her feel very unhappy.
The black loach suddenly came to Yang Chen’s ear, and said in a low voice, “Brother, we brothers all want to try something fresh. Let your wife help me and let our brothers feel refreshed in the car. ?"
Although he had deliberately lowered his voice, he was still rough and tight, and Mo Qianni on the opposite side could still hear it vaguely.
Mo Qianni, who had long been disgusted with this group of people, finally couldn't help but slapped the table sharply, flushing her face angrily and said: "Rogue! Get out of here!!!"
Mo Qianni was angry, but she didn't want to just follow the way of the mountain guys who had discussed it!
I saw that the five or six mountain guys in coarse clothes and shoulder poles who had originally sat aside all stood up, surrounded them, and smiled sorrowfully.
The black loach also stood up and said loudly with a displeased expression: "Who do you scold the gangster, my little daughter-in-law? What did we say to you or what did we do to you!? Are you honest and bully when we are in the mountains?"
Some other passengers in the carriage also noticed the situation here. Some people knew what was going on at a glance and looked sympathetically to Mo Qianni, but some people still gloated to watch the show. It seems that this kind of thing is also possible. It didn't happen in just a couple of days.
"You... You..." Mo Qianni also found that she had fallen into a trap. Seeing less than six men gathered around the seat, she couldn't just say what the black loach said, let alone say it. It's useless, these people are deliberately relying on themselves and want to take advantage!
Yang Chen got up, took Mo Qianni's hand, and squeezed.
Only then did Mo Qianni remember that there was Yang Chen next to her, and she couldn't help but relax. She knew Yang Chen's more terrifying side. These people were naturally not a problem, but obviously the unhappiness in her heart was not so easy to calm down.
"Brother, your daughter-in-law is not kind. This is not giving me the face of Black Loach in front of so many people. If we don't ask for an explanation, we will not be confused in the future." Black Loach said righteously.
Several other guys also agreed, and they stared straight at Mo Qianni's body.
Yang Chen comforted Mo Qianni to sit down, and was considering whether to beat the group of people to the ground, or drop the train to let them walk back into the mountains, but didn't want to, and the situation suddenly changed.
A long bamboo pole suddenly slammed on the head of a standing man from an oblique angle from behind! t