"Dad, do you still have a pen pal?" Cuiyu asked in surprise.

Kong Qixiao laughed and said, "It was all made when I was young. At that time, I liked to play with brush and ink. If I have my own opinions on Chinese medicine, I must publish it so that I can't be envious. Haha, I am young and energetic, but I have met several Chinese medicine friends. Now it is said that they are all well-known professors, and I am the only one who is still guarding a house in this mountain village."

Park Yaohui interrupted, "Actually, Mr. Kong, maybe those who envy you even more. Not every hermit can enjoy the life of a mountain village hermit."

"Haha, that's true!" Kong Qixiao laughed happily.

After discussing these things, each stone that fell into his heart fell to the ground. After happily eating the dinner, they went back to their room to rest.

After entering the room, Park Yaohui closed the door, stared at Song Jian, and said, "Why are you going to trick Mr. Kong to Gusu City?"

"Where did I cheat?" Song Jian quizzed.

"Don't think I didn't see that you deliberately played a set of Tai Chi in the morning and used an off-road vehicle to lure Mr. Kong. Then you threw out such an olive branch at night. It was obvious that you had planned to trick Mr. Kong to Gusu City," Park Yaohui snorted.

Song Jian smiled awkwardly and said, "You can see this, but it's nothing. My Siyuantang Pharmacy needs a doctor, so...hehe."

"Oh, you traveled thousands of miles away and deceived Mr. Kong to let him work for you." Park Yaohui looked contemptuous.

Song Jian just laughed, he stretched out his arms and said, "Let's take a shower and go to bed. Mingyao is going to take a car again, so he will definitely be very tired."

Park Yaohui said "yes".

The two of them took a shower and then sat on the bed together watching TV. It was a popular broadcast recently.

Jing Meet Seattle, a very good movie. Park Yaohui was so happy that she was happy, and she was still filled with tears. Finally, the movie ended. Park Yaohui wiped her tears and wanted to talk to Song Jian, but found that Song Jian was already lying down and asleep.

Park Yaohui glared at Song Jian. Such a touching video, it would be too much to be able to watch and sleep while watching, and I, a beautiful woman, are with me.

Gripping his silver teeth, Park Yaohui pouted her nose, then turned off the light, snuggled up not far from Song Jian's body, and closed her eyes.

"It's too late to be the last one."

For some reason, Park Yaohui suddenly had this idea. Once this idea came out, Park Yaohui's heart was filled with sadness.

"Go back on track, this man will leave after all." Park Yaohui turned sideways, glanced at the sleeping Song Jian, and then closed her eyes.

...Second Yao, Song Jian and Park Yaohui cleaned up and stood up to say goodbye. The way back was much more convenient. They first took a bus to Yichang Sanxia Airport, and then took a plane to the new airport in Gusu City.

At around 6 p.m., Song Jian and Park Yaohui arrived in Gusu City.

Song Jian was still wearing the Tu family clothes and walked out of the airport with Park Yaohui, who was wearing a blue dress, with a return rate of almost 100%.

"Damn, these days, there are really all kinds of things. In the past, beauties loved foreigners, but now they have become beauties. "

"That's right, it's a combination of flowers and cow dung."

"Look at that girl, girl, this is too beautiful."

Along the way, the pair of Song Jian and Pu Yaohui attracted countless attention. There are still many beauties in Gusu City, but the beauties hold the hand of a Tujia Tu family's young man, so there are fewer such combinations.

Park Yaohui smiled proudly, while Song Jian was too lazy to pay attention to it. He entered and got into a taxi after entering and exiting the airport.

"Let's go and send you back first," Song Jian turned his head and said.

Park Yaohui shook her head, "Go to have a meal, treat me for the last dinner."

"Okay," Song Jian agreed.

Neither of them called the hotel to pick them up, so they got into the taxi and Song Jian said: "Go to Shilu."

When they arrived at Shilu and got off the car, Park Yaohui decided to go to the night market.

At this time, the sun had just set and the night market was already in place. Song Jian took Park Yaohui to a barbecue stall and sat down.

Although it is just an ordinary barbecue stall, many of the people who come here to eat in luxury cars. Perhaps this is life, and street stall-style food has a unique flavor.

I ordered a few dishes from two, and then ordered two bottles of frozen rice brewed rice, so I started eating and drinking.

The place to eat was just a simple cloth hood. There were many tables placed inside the cloth hood. The owner of this stall was a young couple, busy collecting money and greeting guests.

"This is the first time I've been to such a place to eat," Park Yaohui looked around and laughed in her mouth, unable to hide her joy in her eyes.

"Then you are so sad," Song Jian joked.

"You are so sad. Don't think I don't know that the oil used in places like you is all gutter oil," Park Yaohui bit a skewer and said proudly.

Song Jian rolled his eyes, "Then you are still eating here."

"I just want to taste the taste of gutter oil," Park Yaohui smiled proudly.

Song Jian shook his head and said, "Then I can only tell you that this is not the smell of gutter oil. Ha, have you seen it? The oil there is directly squeezed out with soybeans and peanuts."

Song Jian pointed to the oil barrel next to him, and there was still a layer of white foam floating in the oil barrel.

Park Yaohui smiled and said, "I thought the one who frothed white foam was gutter oil. Come on, in order not to eat gutter oil, a thousand cups."

As he said that, Park Yaohui raised the beer in her hand and drank it down.

Song Jian also picked up the wine glass and drank it.

Park Yaohui's face turned red and smiled and said, "If my grandfather knew that I was in your China, sleeping in the same bed with a man, drinking beer on the street stall, I guess he would call me back to Seoul immediately."

Song Jian laughed, "Then what kind of life do you like."

"Well... I like both," Park Yaohui looked around. At this time, there were about seven or eight tables to eat, including sweet little couples and big belly successful student.

"I like this kind of normal life, but I also like the feeling of holding power and dominating the world in the shopping mall," Park Yaohui's face showed a smile, which was a confident smile.

Song Jian nodded.

At this time, three men with naked upper bodies walked into Bu Pengkou. The leader had thick chest hair on his chest, and a large black hawk pattern was pierced around the chest hair, which looked like a symbol of the Nazis at that time.

Song Jian just took a look and turned his head.

The three men lingered on Park Yaohui for a moment, then walked to another table of the young couple. The leader didn't say anything. He raised his hand, grabbed the man's hair, and pressed it on the table with a "bang", and water splashed on the table.

"Money, life!" the man said rudely.

The other tables in the cloth Peng looked at this place. The owner and the proprietress of the stall also stopped their work and wanted to step forward, but they didn't dare.
Chapter completed!