Of course, the workers understand the spirit! Then they looked at each other and smiled.

"The leader wants to accompany Mrs. Zun! Let's play with the three of us! Don't disturb the poetry of others. ”

The workers played poker in the house, and for a while they heard hearty laughter, and then they heard the quarrel of winning and losing, and then they heard someone shouting, "Big brother is this, why is that one!" It's stupid enough to lose again!

It is an exclusive small building, with no people on the street outside, planted with trees and flowers, and a few not very bright street lamps in the yard, and mosquitoes can be seen flying around the lights with the naked eye, sometimes buzzing.

Xinyi and Wenhao were not sleepy at all, they sat in the courtyard, quietly enjoying the scenery of this small town.

The surroundings were quiet, Xinyi snuggled up to Wenhao's side, held his arm, and said delicately: "When will we end this separation between the two places and the days of the southern and northern wars?" ”

The writer was not so nervous about this kind of parting, he naturally said: "Isn't this kind of life quite tasteful!" On the day I couldn't walk, I would go to work for others, draw drawings, direct the scene, and do some light work, as long as I wasn't idle. ”

Xin Yi smiled at Wenhao, "Cut!" At that age, with the look in your eyes, if there is a nail on the wall, you must not be like a fly swatting your hands full of blood! Who can use you, it's too serious about yourself. ”

The writer pretended to be unhappy and said, "I'm going to look at that!" It's less than 200 degrees, and I can't tell the flies and nails! I'm not blind, you can really relate to it. ”

As soon as Wenhao said this, Xinyi couldn't help but start laughing, "When the time comes, the drawings will be full of flies and piles of fly blood." ”

Wenhao glared at Xinyi fiercely, "You can be regarded as a joke for me, that's better than you!" What can you do when you're old? Let's live in a snail's nest! ”

Xinyi also pinched Wenhao's arm fiercely.

"If you talk nonsense, my old age will be so sluggish! I want to build a small wooden house next to the stream in the mountains, and then plant a bunch of colorful flowers and plants, and then put a small table close to nature in the middle of the wooden house, I sit on a rattan chair, smell the fragrance of flowers and plants every day, make a cup of coffee, listen to pure music that touches the soul, and stay away from the noise of the city, that is the most beautiful artistic conception of life in the twilight years. ”

Wenhao seemed a little intoxicated listening to Xinyi's imagination, and he joked: "I didn't expect my wife to have such a beautiful state of mind!" In fact, I also like that kind of life, but now I am bound by reality, I have to eat, I have to spend money, and I can only be a layman. ”

At this moment, suddenly two fireflies flew in front of them, twinkling and shining, chasing and frolicking.

The writer took off his shirt and just wanted to use his clothes to catch it. In the distance, the sound of cicadas chirping was heard again, the sound was crisp and pleasant, and the more they screamed, the closer they became.

Xinyi hummed quietly with the chirping of cicadas.

The moon is hazy, the birds are hazy, and the night sky is illuminated by fluorescent light

The mountains are hazy, the trees are hazy, and I know where I am

The flowers are hazy, the night is hazy, and the evening breeze knocks on the curtains

The lights are dim, the people are hazy, but I hope to dream together

"Such beautiful lyrics, in this quiet night, there are beautiful singing voices, and there are beautiful people to accompany me, I feel how happy I am at this time!"

Wenhao couldn't help but sigh with emotion, in fact, he also had romantic feelings, but Xinyi didn't find it before.

"Yes! I guess I like to live away from the red dust like this, in the secluded paths, in the forests, you draw drawings, I write words, that kind of day is more petty bourgeoisie, but also more tasteful. It's a pity that we still have to try to catch the tail of youth and continue to smile forward. ”

The writer was really infected by the paradise life that Xinyi imagined, he no longer made fun of it as before, nor did he refute it, and it seemed that he also began to yearn for that kind of life in the understatement.

Wenhao gently took Xinyi in his arms and put his hand around her arm.

"Baby, let's agree now, when we reach the twilight of our lives, when the sun sets, we will build such a small cabin, with mountains and rivers as companions, poetry and painting as friends, and spend the rest of our lives happily in the peach blossom source of listening to the birds and flowers.

Seeing that it was more than ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the workers were having a good time, and some of them had already fallen asleep.

There was no light in the room, and it suddenly felt dark outside, and under the soft night light, there was a little faint light, and the fireflies slowly flew away, and the cicadas may also rest in sweet dreams.

Wenhao looked at Xinyi lying in his arms and said, "My dear, it's getting late, let's go to bed early!" I'll have to go back tomorrow! You also have to be mentally healthy, and you must have a high degree of concentration on this highway, and you must not be sloppy at all. ”

Xinyi was also a little sleepy at this time, she subconsciously yawned, "Okay! We also go to sleep. ”

The next morning, they got up early to hurry, and after eating at the restaurant, they hurried on the highway again.

Wenhao was afraid that Xinyi would be tired from driving for a long time, so he asked her to rest again, and the first stop was opened by Wenhao.

The further south it is, the hotter it gets, which may be the reason for the thermal expansion and contraction, the tires have a rattling sound when they run, and the temperature displayed in the car has reached more than 40 degrees.

In front of it is a field of green crops, and many of the green leaves in this area have turned yellow due to the prolonged heat.

"It looks like mung beans over there! And corn! Xinyi pointed to the crops on both sides and asked happily.

"Yes! It looks very arid here, and the poor farmers have toiled for a year, and the result is not necessarily a good harvest. The writer looked at the crops and said with emotion.

Wenhao drove the car to follow the navigation and pass through Beijing, and then after passing through the security check, he drove all the way south.

"It is said that the scenery in the south is beautiful, how do I feel that there are more toiling people?" Xinyi felt that the scenery in the south was a little different from what she had imagined.

"Fool, because this highway is built in a farmhouse, if it is in the downtown area, can the speed of the car come up? There are peasant friends in any city, so don't make a fuss, you think that there are rich people in big cities! There are still very few people who are really powerful. In order not to disappoint Xinyi, Wenhao specially explained.

"It seems that I am rare and strange, look at the trees here, they all hang their heads, like deserters, there is no vitality at all, and then look at the trees in our north, which one is not majestic and high-spirited." Xinyi looked at the trees on both sides and said.

"How can the impression of the south be greatly reduced, this area is still relatively poor, and the meal at noon will be in a while! Maybe it's not as good as Tangshan! Wenhao was afraid that Xinyi would be more disappointed for a while, so he gave Xinyi a preventive injection in advance, so that she could be prepared.

Along the way, they passed through Liaoning Province, Tianjin, Beijing, Shandong, Zhejiang, Anhui, Hunan, and finally reached Nanchang.

Tianjin and Beijing must be rich cities, and I deeply felt it at the buffet I ate in Tianjin.

And Shandong Province! It feels like a neutral city, with wide roads, trees on both sides are verdant, and the leaves are shiny, as if they have just been washed by rain, clean and clean without a trace of dust, but the only thing that Xinyi doesn't like is that the admission score of students in this province is too high, so she doesn't have too many good impressions of this province.

Zhejiang Province reminds Xinyi of Shanghai, Hangzhou's West Lake, and the love legend of Xu Xian and the White Lady.

Xinyi is more fond of Hangzhou's tea, especially like Tieguanyin, which is light and light, savored, and has a fragrance, the aroma is fragrant, refreshing, and has the charm of the south of the Yangtze River.

There is also the Lingshan Giant Buddha in Wuxi, as well as the scenery in the Suzhou garden, the bamboo forest with fine leaves, and the small rivers next to it are as sweet as spring water, meandering, and flowing continuously.

There are also small bridges and flowing water in Wuzhen, those blue bricks and green tiles of the ancient charm of the south of the Yangtze River, those raft boats, those coarse cloth woven national costumes, as well as ethnic snack streets, as well as local earring pendants, red, green and green, clear and elegant, all of which make her unforgettable in this life.

In Xinyi's heart, whether she belongs to the jurisdiction of Zhejiang Province or not, she will be divided into one.

Ahead is Anhui Province, this place really feels incompatible with Zhejiang Province, in Xinyi's impression, in this barren land, it seems to be the poorest.

Xinyi thought about the cities she had crossed along the way, feeling that she had traveled half the world, and although she remembered the cities in a mess, she was still very excited in her heart, regardless of the order in which they were! She's been through so many places anyway.

"Huh! Not far ahead, there is another service area, and we will go down the road there! Just take a break, too. "As soon as Xinyi saw the service area, she felt a desire to eat.

Before the writer could speak! He heard Xinyi's stomach rumbling.

"My stomach is already protesting! It's really hungry. Xinyi said while holding her stomach.

"Haha...... When you're still hungry, don't you say you can survive until the evening? Wenhao looked at Xinyi with a smile.

As he spoke, the writer drove straight to the service area, which was a bit shabby, and the color looked very old, with cement bricks exposed in some places.

"Can I eat in this place? It's too bad! Although it is not said that there is the style of Tianjin, it has to be about the same! Xinyi was reluctant to get out of the service area in front of her.

"Still thinking about the buffet in Tianjin? The farther you go in this direction, the poorer you become, and it's good to be fed. The writer naturally comforted.

Xinyi pouted and touched her stomach. "Hey! Gone are the feasts! I really wronged my little belly. ”

The five of them got out of the car and walked straight to the restaurant.

"Hey! There are a lot of people eating here! ”