Chapter 368

At noon yesterday, when he was in the Central Hospital, Fang Yuan once invited others to Mobei, said he would go somewhere early this morning, and said he would see you this morning.

But it was already a long noon, and he came late.

Of course he did it on purpose.

Because he went back on his word after inviting Mobei yesterday, he used this mean way of breaking his promise to fool the simple girl, and thought out the explanation afterwards.

As the saying goes, change is better than plan. Who hasn't been surprised.

However, it is obvious that Mr. Fang, with a relaxed face at this time, doesn't look like he had an accident and changed his plan. At most, after seeing the appearance of Mobei, his face immediately appears embarrassed.

But he soon recovered his peace. He smiled and said, "unfortunately, as soon as I got up this morning, the water pipe at home burst and was repaired at home for most of the day. Well, you won't wait until now from the morning? "

"It's not too long, seven or eight hours."

Mobei took out his mobile phone, looked at it, stared at the bridge deck and asked in a low voice, "fixed it?"

"Xiu -- actually, I slept at home. I just didn't want to take you."

Fang Yuan was a little impatient for no reason. He simply said straight to the point: "Xiaobei, I don't want to be too close to you. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I see."

Mobei will not be surprised by Mr. Fang's honesty.

"I'm for you. You're still young and so beautiful. There will be too many better men than me."

Fang Yuan walked up to her, looked at her pretty little nose, and said sincerely, "Xiao Bei, I'm a rude man. I don't know how to persuade you with the big truth of 'hearing the Tao in the morning, dying in the evening'. I just want you to understand that if I really accept you, I'll die and feel shameless. I've been miserable enough in this world. You don't want me to be a shameless ghost when I die? "

Mobei raised his head, looked into his eyes and said softly, "if a man dies, he doesn't know anything."

"But you're still young --"

As soon as Fang Yuan said this, he was interrupted by Mo Beibei: "what is the difference between living to 100 and living to 20, in addition to the difference in time?"

"I have a wife."

Fang Yuan scratched the back of his head and said the words that made Mobei lose yesterday.

"The night I was in the hospital with my sister-in-law, I saw with my own eyes that a person who failed in surgery was pushed out, and his relatives cried miserably."

Mobei looked to the horizon and said faintly, "this makes me understand that no matter how much we can toss, we will always die - people can come to the world and walk around, just looking for the person they love. As long as you can be with the people you love, any problem will not be a problem. "

Fang Yuan felt that it was really hard to argue with top students who graduated from famous universities such as Mobei.

"And I promise you."

Just as Fang Yuan scratched the back of his head, Mobei continued, "I won't have a relationship with you until you find a way to solve the corpse poison... I just want to stay by your side and feel your existence."

The girls have reached this point. What else can Mr. Fang say?

Well, since there's nothing to say, take her to Lihua mountain for the sake of waiting for seven or eight hours.

The so-called Lihua mountain is actually one of the many small mountains in Nanshan District. Because only pear trees are planted on the mountain, it is called Lihua mountain by local residents.

But this name can't be found on the map -- commonly known as the afterpulse of Mount Tai.

The taxi ran around for a full hour and a half before stopping at the foot of the mountain.

"I have to buy a car in the future. If I don't save money, I'll use it for myself."

In order to let the driver wait here and take himself back, Fang Yuan paid an extra 500 yuan as a deposit.

"I have the same idea."

Mobei looked up at Fang Yuan, then lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "people won't say me. Just having a little deposit, do you know how to enjoy it first?"

"Making money is for enjoyment. If you earn money only to save but not to spend it, what else does it mean? "

Fang Yuan smiled, looked around and took the lead in climbing the path: "well, let's go to the auto city and buy a car together when we are free. The car doesn't need to be very good either. It would be nice to be able to take a walk. Oh, by the way, do you have a car book? "

"Yes, I learned it when I was a sophomore."

"But I didn't."

"Ah? No, you won't have a car -- so, you can't drive? "

Mo Beibei was surprised.

"Who says people who don't have a car can't drive?"

Fang Yuan said proudly, "I just didn't participate in the car. Otherwise, which round will get Schumacher and they will dominate?"

"Oh, you really talk big."

Mobei covered his mouth and giggled.

"When I tell the truth, no one believes me, so I'm very depressed."

Fang Yuan really sighed a little depressed.

The sea level of Lihua mountain is more than 300 meters. Indeed, the pear flowers all over the mountain are in full bloom (pear flowers are in full bloom, usually in April). From the bottom of the mountain, it looks like a heavy snow. It is really beautiful.

This made Fang Yuan's poetry flourish and recited: "the north wind rolls the ground, the grass breaks, and the snow flies on the Hu sky in August; Suddenly, as if the spring breeze came one night, thousands of trees and pear blossoms were in bloom -- how about, little sister Bei, your skillful poetry for your brother? "

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

Mobei clapped his hands a few times, stretched out his right hand with a look of worship, and raised his thumb with a white life: "I've heard for a long time that my brother came to earth as a Wenqu star and has always been a talent for seven steps into poetry. Today, I see that he really deserves his reputation. This song" chanting pear flowers "is a famous sentence through the ages, which is close to Cen Shen, a poet of the Tang Dynasty (suddenly like the original author of the spring breeze overnight). My younger sister is full of admiration, There is no way to get excited! "

"Ha, ha ha, it's said that insight knows heroes. That's true!"

Brother Fang, who was very comfortable and photographed by Xiaobei's sister, laughed shamelessly. When he raised his hand and pushed away a pear flower, he saw that there were cyan gray buildings in the high flowers.

This is a small Taoist temple, which is said to have existed as early as the Ming Empire. However, after the Manchu and Qing people entered the customs and wantonly slaughtered the followers of Taoism (the only Taoism that can be called the orthodox Chinese religion, which was indeed banned by the Manchu and Qing rulers in History), there were no Taoists here.

On the contrary, it can be preserved because it is in the wilderness.

However, due to its disrepair and the small scale of the Taoist temple, it has not attracted the attention of the local government. It is now dilapidated, which provides great convenience for the owners of the pear garden.

Master Liu, who had calculated the fate of Fang Yuan in Beijing, is actually the owner of the pear garden.

This is the address he left for Fang Yuan.

Of course, there are telephone contact information, but Fang Yuan called several times on the road and no one answered.

Wearing a gray sportswear, mobeibei stepped back and asked, "is this where the expert lives? So remote. "

"Don't all the experts live in the mountains and stay away from the world of mortals?"

Fang Yuan smiled, went to the catheter door and looked at it.

This small road view is built near the mountain, covering an area of 70 or 80 square meters. As for whether there was a fence in the past, I don't know.

Blue brick grey tile red gate.

After so many years of wind and sun, the green bricks have long turned white, but the grey tiles have turned black. The red gate is mottled with rusty decay. On the two doors, a picture of Yin-Yang and eight trigrams can be seen. I don't know whether it is engraved on the door board or rotten on the door board.

"It's really a historic site."

Fang Yuan pretended to understand, walked over and knocked on the door panel and asked, "is there anyone?"

No one answered, but there was the sound of a rooster crowing -- it was a big rooster, which was not lacking for a long time. Maybe it was when I heard the visitors that I shouted at my throat.

Fang Yuan pushed open the door panel and saw a big black Rooster pouncing out from the inside. The hair on his neck stood up, and his small eyes were staring at him. He looked very fierce.

"I'll go. It's more scary than raising a Tibetan mastiff!"

Of course, Fang Yuan was not afraid of a big cock, but he didn't want to be chased and pecked by it, so he quickly closed the door.

At the moment of closing the door, he found that in addition to the big cock, there were several chickens in the double yard.

But the feathers are not black, white, red or even cyan.

The radius is very strange: these big cocks are not only physically strong, but also have fierce eyes. At first glance, they hold their prejudices because they have nowhere to vent their androgens. People peck them, but no two of their feather colors are exactly the same.

It's like someone deliberately fed these big cocks just to train them to do something.

Here, here, here!

The cocks behind the gate shouted like bees and spread far away.

"Eh, what about Lao Liu? He wasn't eaten as chicken food when he lived with these big cocks?"

When Fang Yuan looked back at random, he saw Mobei North Station under a tree far away, with a pale face, like a blooming pear flower.

"Why, are you still afraid of these flat haired poultry?"

Seeing Mo Beibei's fear, Fang Yuan smiled: "you girls are too timid. In fact, as long as you can catch the corn kernels, you can coax these big cocks... "

As soon as his voice fell, he heard Peking opera singing behind the Taoist temple.

Beijing Opera came from the radio, which was held by an obscene old man.

The old man also carried a hoe on his shoulder, which was the old Liu Fang Yuan had seen in Beijing.

"Oh, Master Liu, I haven't seen you for many days. You are still rich and handsome."

Fang Yuan greeted with a smile and asked, "why, do you know me?"

"You are -- yes, what circle is it?"

Lao Liu frowned, narrowed his eyes and thought hard. Then he saw the desert north under the tree.

"I'm Fang Yuan. I'm really an expert. I forget a lot. You'll forget who I am first in just a few days."

Looking at the Taoist temple, Fang Yuan asked, "why, are you the master here? Hey, ask you a question. What are you looking at? You can look at that girl at will, too? And a look of surprise. Let me introduce you to my friend Mo Beibei. Xiao Bei, come here. This is the expert Master Liu I told you. He is a deceitful Old God. "

"I, I won't go there. Some -- I'll just walk around. You're just busy."

Mobei shook his head and hurried West without waiting to say anything.

It is also normal for a girl as clean as Mobei to be unwilling to keep a few ferocious roosters in the Taoist temple and not to coexist with Master Liu, who is obscene and dirty.

Fang Yuan didn't care, but scolded Master Liu with dissatisfaction: "Hey, Lao Liu, why are you staring at my friend? Look again, I'll turn my face. "