The Seventh and Eighth Masters are gone, and we are both happy and sad. Grandpa Taizu has a good ending, but we are still wanted by the underworld. Another thing that gives us a headache is Wei Ziling. If Grandpa Taizu can't come back, what should I do with this child? How can I explain this to Wei Qing and his wife
Well, anyway, I lied to them and told them that the child would not be able to return for another year or so, so there was still plenty of time. Although there was time, I was pessimistic about the outcome.
At dawn, we packed up and said goodbye to my mother. She told us to be careful. Seeing more wrinkles on her forehead and her hair turning a little gray, I felt a little sad. During this period, my mother looked a few years older.
I forced myself to smile, promised my mother that nothing would happen and I would be back as soon as possible, and then I went out with Shen Bing, who was crying like a tearful person. As I went downstairs, I scolded Shen Bing, saying that every time I went out, it was like a farewell to life and death. Were tears so worthless
"What are you yelling about? Aren't your eyes red?"
Well, I almost cried, but I forced myself to hold back the tears.
We said we were going to the northeast to look for Wang Zijun, but we didn't have a destination. When we got to the train station, we were worried about where to go first? Shen Bing had an idea. Of course, we went to her favorite place, Dalian!
When we arrived in Dalian, we were all mesmerized by this beautiful city and forgot what we were here for. I accompanied Shen Bing to join a tour group and played for a whole day. It has been a long time since I had such a good time, especially for a landlubber who has never been to the seaside. Now I finally saw the sea and knew how big the sea is. There is no end in sight!
I was so excited that I improvised a poem to the sea: "Oh, the sea..." The pronunciation of these three words felt rich in emotion and profound, making Shen Bing lean on my shoulder with eyes full of intoxication, quietly waiting for the next sentence. I proudly chanted loudly: "It's so fucking big..."
With a "plop", Shen Bing kicked me into the sea!
We stayed up until 9pm that day, and ate seafood at the beach before returning to the hotel. I had fun while playing, but I was really sore after returning because I had been running around so much. After taking a shower, I lay down on the bed, like a corpse, and slept until dawn the next day.
After breakfast, Shen Bing wanted to watch Errenzhuan again. The atmosphere on TV was not as joyful as that of the live performance. Errenzhuan is now popular all over the country, especially in the north, and is easy to accept. When I was staying up late at night to watch Ghost Teeth, I often listened to Errenzhuan on my phone. Hehe, of course, I listened to dirty jokes to keep myself awake in the middle of the night.
I said we came out to find out where Wang Zijun was, not to have fun. We wasted a day yesterday, and we have to waste another day today. We might miss the best time to rescue the monkey. Shen Bing pouted and said that I seemed to be looking for Zhazidong to rescue revolutionary comrades. What is the best time? I don’t know where to look now. Isn’t it that we can only find opportunities when we find a place with many people
Well, I couldn't persuade her, so I ran to a nearby Errenzhuan theater, bought some peanuts and sunflower seeds, and sat inside to eat while watching. If you say that there are too many talents buried among the people, just take the performers on the stage. In terms of eloquence and singing skills, they are absolutely first-class. If you close your eyes and listen, it is really pure and not inferior to the performances of a certain Happy Camp.