Chunyu Cheng looked up and nodded happily: "yes, it's here!"
After saying that, Chunyu Cheng stepped forward and couldn't help but speed up a little.
This mountain forest is guarded by the forest ranger. In front of it is the place where the forest ranger lives.
"Here it is?" Youyou felt something was wrong and pondered Chunyu Cheng's words carefully, "you seem to be familiar? Have you been here before?"
"Yes, there is a forest ranger ahead. We can go and ask for help."
Chunyu Chengdao.
Ranger?
Youyou thought for a moment and didn't speak again.
The light of Yu Cheng cuts his back on the thorns.
It's a small wooden house on the hillside. It's not big, but it's not very small. There are about two or three houses.
Chunyucheng walked to the cabin, patted the wooden door and shouted, "Uncle Zhao, are you there?"
Generally speaking, Zhao BoChang lives here in the first year of his life, and the probability of his absence is very small.
And the incandescent lamp in the eaves corner is still on. It should be owned by someone.
"Will there be anyone?"
Especially looking at the small wooden house on the hillside, only a lamp in the corner appears to be a little popular.
At night, on the hillside of the wilderness ridge, a small wooden house suddenly appeared. She always felt a little strange and felt a little hairy in her heart.
"There should be." Chunyu Cheng patted the door again. "Is there anyone? Uncle Zhao!"
As soon as Chunyu Cheng's second cry fell, some movement came from the wooden house.
"Someone! Wait a minute."
After hearing the voice of a little vicissitudes but still full of energy and spirit, youyou was a little relieved.
Someone really.
Dozens of seconds later, the wooden house was opened with a creak.
"Who?"
Zhao Bo, who is over half a hundred years old, wears a black coat and half squints at the people outside the door.
"Uncle Zhao, it's me, Chunyu Cheng. Do you remember?"
Chunyu Cheng looked at Zhao Bo, who was thin and white haired, and said politely.
"Chun Yu Cheng?" Zhao Bo took his reading glasses in his hand and looked at Chunyu Cheng. He recalled that he suddenly realized the truth, "remember, you come every year and give me something back. Come in quickly."
When Uncle Zhao came out, the light was not turned on in the cabin in the living room.
At this moment, after letting chunyucheng enter the door, he groped to turn on the light.
When light is on, simple furnishings in house are clear at a glance. There is nothing but tables and chairs.
"You put me down."
You said in Chunyu Cheng's ear.
The elderly people who live in the mountains and forests, although you know each other is a forest ranger.
But on this big night, she felt cold in her back.
"Go in and go down."
Chunyucheng raised his feet and stepped into the cabin.
"Why are you here so late?"
Uncle Zhao went to the small square table in the middle of the hut.
"I went up the mountain with my friend. She fell down the mountain and sprained her foot."
Chunyucheng bent over and carefully put youyou down and let her sit in a long chair.
"Going up the mountain at night?" Uncle Zhao looked at you you, who was carefully taken care of by Chunyu Cheng, and a pair of old eyes appeared, "your girlfriend?"
Xu is the relationship between the light on and the light in the room.
The cold feeling on youyou's back was swept away. She looked at the old uncle Zhao and felt a little cordial.
It's like looking at her grandfather, although she hasn't seen her grandfather since she was a child.
"Well..."
Chunyucheng was somewhat baffled by this question.
He wants you to be his girlfriend. The problem is that you never promised him.
"Yes."
Seeing uncle Zhao looking at her and seeing Chunyu Cheng with a tangled face beside her, she took the initiative to admit.