"I want to go around." Qi Yun spoke embarrassedly behind me.

"Then you go, it's not a three-year-old child." I followed the brigade and spoke disapprovingly. After saying that, I remembered that he couldn't be too far away from me. Sure enough, I was not as good as a three-year-old child. I hesitated for a while and said to him in a low voice, "No, I just came here and I would have an objection to me. You can walk around me first, and wait for lunch. I will take you out to play in the afternoon."

Seeing that when I talked about this, Qi Yun could only compromise and pointed, "Okay." After saying that, he was really like a fool who had never seen the world wandering around me. I was not worried, no one could see him anyway.

The fat man led us to the farmhouse. To put it simply, some old farmhouses were specially set up to be decorated into simple rooms. Each household had several idle rooms. The fat man divided several nearby farmhouses for us. Chen Sheng took a rough look, nodded slightly and asked the group of employees to group by themselves. The premise of course, he could only live together with the same sex, and the old man didn't want to come out and cause any scandal.

Grouping by oneself is a wonderful word. On the one hand, it is based on the principle of voluntaryness, but on the other hand, it is closely related to its own factors. Better appearance will always win the favor of others, thus gaining more opportunities for choice. The appearance is average but better economy is the same as the same as the same as the other. If there are no two, then the end of the game will definitely be arranged together... I always feel that the scene in front of me is a bit familiar, which is like forming a team in a spring outing in elementary school.

As I expected, those men who were a little rubbed kept trying to get into the girls, but were naturally rejected by Wuwu. In the end, no one wanted to have to walk to their room in groups and complain, while walking, sighing that this event was so fucked.

During the grouping, several young girls came over to ask about the location I chose, but I vaguely skipped them. Of course, I knew that they wanted to fuck me, but I was not such a casual person, so how could they succeed easily?

When Qi Yun saw me like this, he sneered, "It's obvious that they think they are too young... I'm not referring to age."

I pretended to be confused, "Who is it? What does he think of a girl's breasts having to do with me?"

In the end, the old man unilaterally pulled me to his room and asked me to live with him. There were two beds in the room, one for each person. I looked miserable. If I had known this was the case, it would have been like a dream, I would not have rejected the requests of those girls.

...

After each of them chose their own rooms, the fat man led us to the orchard to pick fresh fruits. It was said that it was the orchard. In fact, there was only one fruit inside. The bright red strawberries grew tender and plump on the ground. If you accidentally stepped on them, they could spew out bright red juice. The girls squatted down and picked them happily and kept playing. As for the male compatriots, they stood in front of the girls who picked strawberries and kept glanced down. They were also very happy to see them, but I seemed very excited. Compared to picking strawberries, I prefer people to plant strawberries...

After picking, the fat man led us to the river to catch fish again. I have never been here. When I look closely, the scenery is really good. It is green and the air is fresh. The river water is clear and you can hear the sound of water flowing when you close your eyes. But even if it is so pleasing to the eye, it cannot purify the ugly soul of Qiyun beside me.

"Mengmeng, look, that girl's clothes are soaked in water. Wow, they are still black lace..." Qi Yun muttered in my ears as if he had discovered a new world.

"Shameless, don't always think about watching this... Damn, you lied to me, it's just ordinary black, where does the lace come from?"

...

With the sound of playing, it was soon time to dinner. The fat man was very dedicated and had already prepared a table of food for us to eat. I sat next to my father. He seemed to be in a good mood and had to make two cups with me. I reluctantly met him a few cups. I had nothing to do. I felt that he was a little drunk. Hongguang talked to the female employees beside him about the embarrassing things about wetting the bed in the kindergarten. I was naturally unhappy and pulled him back to the room. The old man was quite stubborn. He threw me away and said he wanted to go to the museum to take a look.

I said helplessly, "What's the good looking museum here? It's all fakes, and it's very insincere. The air conditioner is unwilling to be open all day."

"You are questioning my ability to appraise treasures." The old man's temper even got up and pointed at me, "This is my hobby."

My dad's words are true. Since I was sensible, he has been fascinated by this kind of bottles, jars and other jewelry that are specifically for walking through the soil. He doesn't like it. He must bring some soil and it's better to have a crack. The old man spent a lot of money for these things. In my opinion, he was also half a bucket of water. Anyway, all the strange things he brought back to home were put into storage room by my mother as scattered iron. The two of them had a big fight over this matter, and in the end my dad surrendered. The times are different now, and women can handle more than half of the sky. I'm really anxious about you, and even your lungs can be pushed up. At that time, my dad could only do underground work quietly, squeeze out a little from his poor pocket money and continue to buy scattered iron. This time he came here, he didn't dare to tell my mom that it was for the museum...

In the end, I couldn't resist him and followed him to go there. I didn't want to wait for him to make a comeback. Just a Qi Yun is enough for me to bear.

As for the others, some of them followed, and the other part either took photos around to upload and pretended, or went back to their own room. As the old man left, the dinner party ended like this.

The fat man walked beside us, with a flattering look on his face and kept introducing the situation around him. After walking for more than ten minutes, he came to the museum where I came before. As expected, the door of the museum was locked and the air conditioner inside had not been turned on. As soon as he entered, a breath of soil came to his face. The fat man took the lead in turning on the air conditioner and then welcomed us one by one.

Although this is my second time here, I still don’t catch a cold. Listening to the people behind me looking at the introduction of bottles and jars and notice boards around me, I couldn’t help but wonder whether they were blind. Didn’t anyone see the four big words “Made in Country” printed on each pot?

The old man seemed very excited and touched it with his hands from time to time. I was worried and followed him without leaving.

"Boss Chen, if you like to take a few back." The fat man was quite ignorant and kept instigating the old man to take a few back. After saying that, he immediately felt my anger and looked at me with a confused look on his face. He didn't know why I was so angry, but I couldn't tell him why I was angry, it was so fucking anger.

Others are still playing in every corner of the museum. Due to funding issues, some bottles and jars do not even have display cabinets, so they are just put to play with. Unfortunately, I don’t have three heads and six arms, and I can’t supervise everyone here to move their hands and move around. I can only pray in my heart that no one will cause trouble.

With a "bang", a loud sound came from behind me, like the sound of something being smashed.

I was really afraid of anything I was going to do. When I heard this voice, I closed my eyes with despair, lowered my head and touched my forehead and muttered softly, "It's over."

(End of this chapter)
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