Chapter 69 Village Style

When he came to Xiaoshahe Village in the suburbs of the capital, Pan Hongsheng couldn't help trembling...

The car stopped abruptly while driving. Tang Jiajia was shocked: "Why don't you leave? Is the car flat? It's not far from the city!"

"Here it is. It's meaningless no matter how far away it is." Pan Hongsheng looked around. He still vaguely remembered that there was a village girl here.

And the white deer princess with excellent eyebrows, Pan Hongsheng felt a little guilty when he remembered, because he turned his body out of the coffin in order to escape last time.

There is a rural hotel near the village. The sign is very small and shabby. There is no car outside. There is only a tattered and oily sign, with a few spray paint words "Luxury Hotel".

Pan Hongsheng almost didn't laugh and pee: That's it, and it's a luxury hotel? It is a little difficult for Pan Hongsheng to say that it is a restaurant.

With this exaggerated name and this exaggerated store, Pan Hongsheng didn't know whether he should go in or not.

He and Tang Jiajia carefully pasted their fake beards in the car for fear of revealing their fake beards like last time.

This time, Tang Jiajia obviously had some excessive meanings for the sake of safety, and actually put a beard on herself!

But this prop did play an extremely powerful role. In the blink of an eye, the pure and beautiful little girl suddenly became a tough uncle, but her graceful figure had to be hidden with a thick wool coat.

Pan Hongsheng has experience in disguise. His mustache is like the style of a rich man in Shanghai in the 1930s. With his peaceful facial features, he actually has a little Ding Li, although he hates Ding Li the most.

In order to match his own style, Pan Hongsheng specially brought himself a round cap and a leopard print coat from the trunk.

This coquettish coat with smoke was originally worn by Pan Hongsheng at the masquerade party on the weekend, but he didn't expect to use it here. Yesterday, he covered it as a quilt, so there were a lot of folds on this curved leopard print coat.

This pair of visitors with such a new appearance immediately caused the villagers to stop and wait. Only then did Pan Hongsheng notice that there was a stone tablet at the entrance of the village. The stone tablet said "Happy Village" and the word in the middle was still in ancient style, which looked very literary and artistic.

Although the small village is one step away from the city, it seems to be two worlds.

In fact, the capital is not as full of high-rise buildings as everyone thinks. It seems that dozens of floors of toilets have to be built. In fact, it is the same everywhere. There are all their own corners and villages in the suburbs. However, even if the houses here are dilapidated, the clothes of the villagers are very dynamic. Are there some of them wearing world famous brands? The young man passed by them, and his hair was curly curled like a Korean.

"Cough, isn't there a second one?" Tang Jiajia is definitely not the kind of child who dislikes the poor and loves the rich, but she is still a little worried in the face of such an exaggerated hotel: "Is it okay?"

In fact, Pan Hongsheng was also thinking about it. He couldn't help but blame himself for his impulsive thoughts. In this kind of place, he knew the village girl, and it was still the fate of that situation.

In such a big village, he has long forgotten where they live. The housing structure format of these farmers is almost the same. Although it can also be seen that the rich family is embarrassed, there is not much difference in essence.

"Two?" Sitting in the counter was a short and fat girl. Pan Hongsheng was scared by the pimples and melasma on her face. The domineering power brought by Dingli's mustache disappeared in an instant: "Yes...yes...two..."

"stay in the hotel? Eating? There is not much food here. You two generals will eat it. If the requirements are too high, don't let us waste time..." Although the little girl looked young, her tone was very sophisticated. In an instant, she cleaned up a greasy table and asked with a small book in her hand, "Eat shit first. Sound?"

Her last sentence is very blunt Mandarin. It seems that she is trying very hard to get closer to the Taipei accent, but the earthy smell in the emphasis is so deep-rooted that her words sound a little broken.

Tang Jiajia couldn't help laughing. The sharp laughter immediately aroused the little girl's dissatisfaction, and an already gloomy face became more gloomy.

Pan Hongsheng didn't dare to say anything. He knew about the affairs of the restaurant. If you inadvertently offended these small plates for you, he may add some ingredients for you when serving!

Not to mention a small restaurant in such a place, it is a world-famous Swiss restaurant. Wasn't there an Italian thing last time?

If it hadn't been for the eyes and ears, I would have eaten other people's urine as delicious food.

"Two fried rice with eggs, two beef soup, plus a muskers meat and sweet and sour tenderloin..." Pan Hongsheng looked at the menu and nodded with satisfaction. He really didn't expect that there were so many dishes to choose from in this small place.

Since just now, Tang Jiajia has been wiping the chair desperately. Pan Hongsheng has finished ordering food here and she hasn't finished her work yet.

"Don't wipe it. It's not dirty, it's old." Pan Hongsheng still has a lot of practical experience. I remember that he often went to this kind of rural restaurant when he was nestling in a small village. Fried rice and braised cakes were his favorite at that time, and a bottle of beer can be said to be the standard for his birthday.

Not to mention, there is an old saying that people have no hardships that they can't bear, only blessings they can't enjoy! This sentence really makes sense.

Although the quality of life is getting better and better after leaving the village, and he has never worried about money, Pan Hongsheng feels that some feelings are greatly reduced.

In the past, I secretly ate the old man's yellow rice wine brewed duck, and hid some money to buy a bottle of beer in the small shop to drink. It was like a fairy. Now I have eaten everything and seen everything, but I have lost the joy at that time.

So don't be too depressed when you don't have money. Only at this time are you the most goal and the happiest, because you still have a lot of things you haven't tried, and you still have a lot of goals and potential in your life.

As for why those people born with golden keys deliberately tossing the losers, it is because they have played everything they can play and almost all the ways they can enjoy. They are so empty that they have to to tosss themselves.

But don't be too proud. At least before you get old, you get all these things one by one and enjoy them. That's a real winner.

Pan Hongsheng looked at this familiar scene and couldn't help sighing secretly: recalling the glorious years of the past... What's the next word?

After all, Tang Jiajia is a Shanghai girl, and she is not very adaptable to this thick-line environment. Although her family has always been very poor, her mother has always taken care of her poor home in an orderly manner. She felt a little sick to her stomach when she saw these greasy tables, chairs, benches and tea cups and cutlery.

"Are we really going to spend the night here?" Tang Jiajia looked at the miserable guest room behind and asked with a crying voice, "Can you let me continue to sleep in the car?"

"Don't joke. There is harmful gas in the car. I sleep too much for one night. Do you still want to sleep? Aren't you afraid that the car thief will steal you with your car in the middle of the night? Pan Hongsheng scared her rudely: "I heard that the current car thieves are not authentic. After robbing money, they still have to rob the color... After robbing the color... they also want to... take you..."

"Oc's it, stop it! I hate it!" Tang Jiajia hit Pan Hongsheng with two pink little fists, but in the fight, she suddenly felt that someone was staring at them with cold eyes.

The little girl looked disgusted. The two large plates of bacon and egg fried rice in her hand were stunned, as if she didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

Only then did Pan Hongsheng realize that he and Tang Jiajia were both men. Under this kind of appearance, this kind of behavior... was regarded as Li Hong Yundi again.

"Cough!" Pan Hongsheng sat up straight with a dry cough. Tang Jiajia, with a smile on her face, also spit out her tongue and sat upright. The two immediately became as serious as the two martyrs.

"Bang!" The little girl angrily threw two bowls of egg fried rice in front of them and threw down two pairs of chopsticks.

She disdained to make contact with the two people with her eyes, as if she would be pregnant if she was seen.

Pan Hongsheng stared at Tang Jiajia with a giggle face and signaled her to be more solemn at the front of the person.

But Tang Jiajia obviously didn't understand his good intentions. Did he pull Pan Hongsheng's moustache with his little hand, or throw his fallen fake beard hair into the other party's neck...

Although Pan Hongsheng's short impulse made her very angry yesterday, the subsequent scene of helping Wang Long's daughter-in-law greatly increased her favorability of Pan Hongsheng.

Most women are soft-hearted animals, and they attach great importance to this kind of thing.

So sometimes men will be desperate to stand up. No matter whether he is a peddler, this kind of behavior that reflects his love for androgen will always have a market.

Pan Hongsheng can feel this subtle change, and his heart is also warm. Although the fried rice has more salt and less oil, the plate is not cleaned, and the chopsticks are bent and curved in two colors, what else is there to be picky about eating with his beloved?