Chapter 220

Zhou Ya is very surprised.

No matter who she wants to marry, it's enough for her to be surprised that the fourth brother can say something about marriage.

In addition to paying special attention to Bai Yuexiang in his early years, Qin Mochen then showed the same attitude to all women: indifference.

The whole family thought that he was a bachelor and didn't plan to get married in his whole life. The old man in the family was worried about this. He wanted to have another grandson. It's impossible for the first few sons to have another grandson to hold the old man. Only Qin Mochen can satisfy the old man.

"Fourth brother, are you serious this time?" Zhou Ya can't help but make sure again.

"Of course. I won't make fun of such things. "

Zhou Ya nods. Qin Mochen is the kind of person who would rather tell the truth and make you jump in a hurry than make up a lie.

"Can I tell the old man about it? He must be very happy when he knows it. "

"Don't bother sister-in-law. Next time I will tell the old man in person."

Zhou Ya is surprised again. Tell the old man himself?

It seems that the fourth brother is very serious and attaches great importance to

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after accompanying the little girl to finish the task, Qin Mochen booked two tickets to Qingcheng.

After flying to Qingcheng, we still need to turn to the green train to reach the city. There is no direct high-speed rail.

After arriving at Dazhi, you can take a car and a boat, and then you can arrive at Zhoujia village, Zhouzi's hometown, a remote small mountain village.

"Uncle, that's how you bought the ticket? Yan Shaoli is going with us, won't he buy it together? " Sukoko asked.

Qin Mochen said: "he bought it by himself and took the same plane. Did he have to be next to his seat?"

Sucoco thought about it, and sent a message to Yin Shaoli to buy the same flight.

Sucoco didn't know what ticket Yin Shaoli had bought. She looked back and forth. She couldn't see anyone on the same plane.

For the first time, the little girl took a plane. She was curious and excited. She could stare at the monotonous white clouds outside the window for a long time.

"Keep staring out, eyes not tired?" Asked Qin Mochen.

"Not tired, not tired, these clouds are beautiful!"

Qin Mochen looked at the curious baby beside him and sighed helplessly, "when you arrive at Zhoujia village, it is estimated that it will be evening. You'd better squint for a while now."

Sucoco didn't look back. She stared out of the window and waved to him. "It's OK. I'm not sleepy. I'm young and energetic. Let's sleep for a while. I'll call you later."

Qin Mochen is caught off guard and is stabbed. He really wants to hit the girl's ass.

Along the way, they avoided Yin Shaoli perfectly, even if they were on the same flight, the same train.

It was not until she was about to take the boat that sucoco saw a young man who was familiar with her. She stared at him for a long time, not daring to recognize him.

The young man went straight to the two men, nodded at sukeo first, then extended his hand to Qin Mochen, "Hello, I'm Yin Shaoli, a sophomore, and the second profession is Feng Shui master."

Sukoko was surprised at this.

It's Yin Shaoli!

This, this and the last time she saw that Yin Shaoli is too different, right?

Today's Yin Shaoli didn't wear big clothes and trousers, and didn't wear rigid and ugly black frame glasses. His good-looking facial features were all in one glance, sweeping away the wooden and inflexible before.

His black hair is smooth and clean, his eyes are calm as water, but he is very active; his nose is high, his lips are thin and thick, and his shape is good-looking. He is wearing a short sleeved white shirt, khaki leisure pants, and a green climbing bag on his back, which gives a clear and refreshing feeling.

Qin Mochen looked at him for a few eyes, reached out his hand and shook it with him. The introduction was more concise: "Qin Mochen, businessman."

Sucoco looked at her uncle and Yan Shaoli, who was in a big disguise, and thought they were quite similar.

All of them are serious people, and they don't talk much in front of outsiders. Yin Shaoli's dress style It's very similar to my uncle now.

Several people waited for 15 minutes before waiting for a boat to pass by Zhoujia village.

The bed is an open electric boat, half an hour, enough to see how remote the Zhoujia village was.

After disembarking, the three walked in along a fairly spacious path.

Twenty minutes ahead there is a motorcycle station. Because the mountain road is rugged and the road is narrow, the motorcycles here are very popular. Send one person to the mountain for fifty yuan.

"The boss is lying. It must not be fifty dollars." Sukoko whispered.

Yin Shaoli said: "it seems that you have done a thorough research on the face study. There is an elective course called microexpression psychology in the University of DIDU. You can take this course later."

"OK, thank you for your recommendation."

Of course, several people didn't care about such trifles, that is to say, they spent dozens of yuan more.

The three motorcyclists drove the three people all the way to the entrance of Zhoujia village. Although they were pocketed, the villagers here were very enthusiastic. The three motorcyclists told several people a lot of interesting things about the village along the way, and also asked some taboos. For example, a family in the village just died their son, told them not to laugh loudly in the village these days."There is Zhoujia village in front of you. You can find anyone you want to ask. The village is not big and everyone is familiar with it." A motorcyclist with a strong local accent, to several people.

Sukoko quickly thanked him.

Because the village is built in the mountains, the houses of every village didn't gather together this week. There are four or five houses on each hill, and then they are scattered on each hill.

There are roads on the hillside, connecting each other, and villagers are not required to climb.

Sucoco looked back at her uncle and Yin Shaoli, and thought that she was the most kind-hearted one, so she volunteered to knock on the door of a villager at the head of the village.

It was a woman in her thirties who opened the door.

Su coco said sweetly, "Hello, elder sister, do you know where Zhou's family is?"

"Weekly?" The eldest sister thought for a while and then said, "can you see the mountain road ahead? Walk five hills ahead, and the second house on the sixth one."

"Thank you, elder sister!"

"Don't thank you. Are you from other places?"

Su coco nodded. "We are friends of Zhou style."

The eldest sister was very enthusiastic and said: "come to our house to have a meal when you are free. It's authentic local flavor, and you can enjoy it."

"You are welcome."

Sukoko was frightened by her enthusiasm.

Several people follow the direction that this elder sister points to, go to week money home to look for.

It's just that after such a long mountain road, it's dark before we get to zhoukuan's house.

Because there is a distance between the houses, I feel very quiet when I get to the middle.

Sucoco looked at the distance and saw a cemetery opposite. There were many trees around the cemetery. At first glance, it looked like a person's shadow.