Chapter 1108

When yamahara Baidai, who had just taken a bath, walked slowly out of the villa, the afterglow of the sunset in the West sprinkled on her scattered hair, with a golden halo, adding too much dusty temperament to her.

"Boss, I'll go back first."

Grind was a man with eyes. He just glanced back and stood up and whispered goodbye to the surrounding area.

"Don't tell anyone that I have come to the mountain for the time being."

Fang Yuan asked.

"I see."

Greene stepped down from the viewing platform, rushed at the donkey that had climbed on the ground and snapped his fingers, which means walking.

The donkey ignored him.

When the eldest brother came back, Greene, who had taken care of him in the past, automatically changed into the role of passer-by a.

Greene snapped his fingers again, and the voice was louder. The donkey poked his ears, simply put his mouth on the ground, and looked straight at yamahara EMI.

Since returning to Queen Tang, brother donkey has lived on Lihua mountain. He can't see not only the eldest brother, but also the beautiful woman. It's almost time to fade out of the bird. Now it's hard to see a beautiful woman who has just come out of the bath. Greene thinks he's right to take it away. It's absolutely childish.

Seeing that the donkey ignored him, Greene swore something in a low voice, so he had to go quickly.

The donkey didn't want to go, and Fang Yuan wouldn't drive him away. He bent down and stroked his smooth back and said with a smile, "this is the Lihua mountain. The mountain under your feet is called Mingmei mountain."

"The name is very good, and the mountain is also very beautiful."

Yamahara EMI walked over, lifted up his skirt and sat gracefully on the chair Greene had just sat, looked at the donkey, and Dai Mei frowned slightly: "is this the dog watching the mountain? It's dirty all over, and you let it next to you. "

Yamahara Baidai is right. The donkey is really dirty. He learned from Fang Yuan that he should try not to wash when he can't take a bath. It can be regarded as a practical action to respond to the call of the United Nations Environmental Protection Association to "save every drop of water".

Fang Yuan doesn't want to tell everyone that the donkey is his brother. As long as he has a bite, he will share half of it.

Mainly because in the past, he explained to people too many times and was too lazy to explain again, especially to yamahara EMI, so he just smiled gently and patted the donkey on the back: "go play first, I'll find you later and buy you a drink."

Yamahara Baidai didn't like the appearance of the donkey. Of course, the self-esteem donkey brother could see it. After listening to the boss, he stood up lazily, looked at the woman coldly, and slowly shook his tail.

"Oh, this local dog seems very human. I can hear that I'm a little tired of it --"

Yamahara EMI understood the look of the donkey when he left. He was surprised. When he said this, Fang Yuan cut off the topic: "did you send a message to Toyoda Xiumin?"

"Just finished."

Yamahara Baidai shakes his cell phone.

"Did she return?"

Fang Yuan asked again.

"No."

Yamahara frowned and then stretched out: "but I'm sure she will come as soon as she sees the information."

"I hope she can hurry."

Fang Yuan stood up and said, "wait a minute, someone will bring you dinner."

"Where are you going?"

Yamahara EMI stood up with him.

"Do something."

"When will you be back?"

"Not necessarily back."

"Ah, you, if you don't come back, let me live here by myself?"

"It's safe here. As you said just now, the environment here is good. "

"But I will be afraid alone!"

"If you're too afraid, you won't be afraid."

"Fang, Fang Yuan, you come back, come back!"

Looking at the back of the mountain, yamahara EMI stamped his foot and grabbed the chair.

When girls are angry, they usually fall things, which is a very normal phenomenon.

After Fangyuan suddenly left, of course, yamahara Baidai was very angry and wanted to grab the chair and fall out. There was nothing strange, but the chair was a solid wood chair (the furniture in Ye Mingmei's villa, of course, had to be first-class). It was very heavy. It would be nice for a girl as delicate as her to lift it with both hands, How can you have the strength to grab it and fall out?

Of course she didn't catch it.

Because the back of the chair made of mahogany snapped.

The egg thick and thin solid wood, like rotten wood, was easily broken by her.

The click of the wood when it was broken made yamahara's eyebrows suddenly pick and release his hand, but then he lifted the chair with both hands, laboriously raised the guardrail of the observation platform and threw it down a cliff tens of meters deep.

No matter how strong the wooden chair is, if it falls from such a high place and happens to hit the rubble, it will of course be "comminuted fracture".

After hearing the loud noise made by the chair falling off the cliff, he looked back in amazement and looked at the viewing platform.

In the setting sun, yamahara Baidai, wearing a white suit, leaned over and looked at him with righteous hum.

Obviously, miss yamahara, who has been rich in clothes and food since childhood and has noble blood, is angry.

Think about it, did Fang Yuan bring disaster to others last night, or did he bring disaster to others several times? After giving people a taste of that kind of man, they suddenly threw them into the barren mountain villa when both sides were like glue, guarding the empty house alone. Who, who didn't worry?

Don't say it's a chair. Even if a torch burns the villa, it doesn't seem to be at fault.

Yamahara Baidai, standing high, looked back at Fang Yuan, raised his finger and pointed to him, then bent down, picked up a pot of roses from his feet and threw them down.

Under the guardrail of the viewing platform, there are several pots of roses. The flowerpot is small, that is, it weighs seven or eight kilograms. If it was thrown around, it would never be like her. She threw it four or five meters away and fell straight under the cliff.

Fang Yuan never took formal threats seriously. After giving the Oriental chick a dirty smile, he went to the with his hands on his back.

He doesn't worry about leaving Shanyuan Baidai alone in Mingmei mountain.

Unless Toyota Xiumin can come, others can't go half a step up the mountain without his permission.

Fang Yuan didn't specifically ask the mice, but they knew what to do.

Under the strong supervision of Ye Mingmei, the road at the foot of the mountain has made rapid progress. The project that was supposed to take several months to complete has been compressed to half the time.

Naturally, ye Mingmei holds a lot of money. Those migrant workers who work hard in shifts day and night as long as the salary is appropriate (there are only a few technicians on the road construction site) once again prove how hard the Chinese people can work.

The road is not repaired one by one, but one by one, so that other vehicles entering the mountain can pass reluctantly.

Now the three lane road on the left has been repaired, and there is no need to ask the vehicles to gallop on it. Most of the other side has been completed. I believe that the remaining half can be completed smoothly in a few days. After all, after most of the road has been repaired, the trucks carrying materials no longer have to bump southward as before.

After Fang Yuan walked down the beautiful mountain, she raised her foot and stamped. It seemed that she wanted to check the quality of the road, but then she laughed with self mockery: Since ye Mingmei decided to invest heavily here, she supervised the road construction herself. Of course, she would not engage in the bean curd residue project.

With a snap, Fang Yuan snapped his fingers.

The donkey didn't show up.

Fang Yuan is a little strange: just before talking to yamahara Baidai, he clearly asked the donkey to wait down the mountain. Why is he not here now?

Fang Yuan snapped his fingers again, but there was still no shadow of the donkey around.

It seems that the guy went back to Lihua mountain himself. After all, it was getting dark. The donkey was hungry and went back to eat.

"They all agreed to buy you a drink. Why can't you wait? You deserve it. "

Fang Yuan scolded and walked quickly to the car over there in the parking lot.

According to the development plan of Lihua mountain, there are small parking lots at the foot of the nine mountains. However, at present, only Ye Mingmei has opened up a car at the foot of the mountain, which is developed first, and the cars that come around are parked there.

"Cone."

As soon as Fang Yuan came to the front of the car, the familiar cry of the donkey came out from under the car.

Cha, it's my brother. I have to wait here in the car, so I won't squat at the foot of the mountain and look forward to it like a silly bird.

Fang Yuan opened the door and the donkey who got out of the car immediately jumped into the back seat.

The boss has to open the door for this treatment.

"Shall we not go to the hotel tonight? Go home. "

Fang Yuan got on the bus and asked the donkey, "what do you want to eat? Buy it home."

The donkey opened his mouth and yawned, which means that everything is up to you. I just enjoy it.

In Fang Yuan's view, no matter where he goes in the world and how high-grade hotel villas he lives, only No. 37 Shunhe street, the old city of Tang Wang, is his real home.

He was born there and grew up there to the age of twelve. The small house records his most cherished childhood. Although his parents are gone, there is the only place in the world that is his home.

Fang Yuan sat in the car and didn't start the car immediately. He lit a cigarette and looked at the front. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Day, slowly dark down, Fangyuan finally started the car, slowly drove out of the parking lot, close to the repaired side of the road, and drove to the direction of Tangwang city.

Light poles have been erected on the roadside, but they haven't been powered on yet. The lights are particularly bright. You can see a car coming from a distance.

"They are still there."

After walking silently at a constant speed for a moment, Fang Yuan suddenly turned back and said to the donkey, "you know, I'm not like you. I'm an orphan without father and mother. I have both my father and my mother. I just met them not long ago. But, I don't know why, I really hope they -- died long ago. "

When Fang Yuan looked back and spoke, the donkey who had been coiled on the seat immediately squatted up. His eyes were shining blue and deep under the oncoming lights, which could clearly see a trace of sadness.

He has always been a dog who can understand what Fang Yuan is talking about. Maybe he was his brother in his last life, but he had the wrong baby in this life.

"But anyway, it's a good thing for parents to live, isn't it?"

Fang Yuan smiled, stretched out his hand, touched the donkey's head, turned and drove.

The road is only half repaired. There is a car coming in front. Of course, we have to restrain our mind. The road is safe above all else. Especially when the donkey is still in the car, this guy regards his own life as more expensive than gold.

Some words, Fang Yuan will only say to the donkey, just as some words, he will only say once in his life, and will not repeat them again in the future.

The donkey never told the second person what his eldest brother told him.

Perhaps, it is better than many human beings to understand that no matter how strong a man is, he also has his weak side, the sad moment?

When Fang Yuan put his left elbow on the falling window and lit a cigarette, he passed the oncoming car smoothly.