The road conditions are smooth and there are few vehicles along the way. Their journey is very smooth.
Except for Murong Cheng who occasionally insists on making a work, looking for excitement.
The more times, Mu Zi Yuemo also understood. He has been driving for a long time, so he used her to relieve his boredom.
What a bad guy.
When passing by a gas station, they met a few young people on the journey, and they all showed envy when they saw Murong Cheng and Mu Zi's RV.
One of the boys talked to Murong Cheng and asked, "My buddy, your car is really good. Where are you going to play?"
Murong Cheng did not put on airs, like an ordinary self-driving tourist, talked to that person: "Let's go to Xiushui."
Obviously the other party travels often, and when he hears the name of the place, he said: "Xiu Shui? Is it Xishan over Xishan?"
"Well, it's over there."
"That's still far away, buddy, it will take at least ten hours on the road."
Murong Cheng smiled and said: "Don't be in a hurry, just go shopping as long as you arrive before New Year's Eve."
The other party laughed: "Yes, of course you don't have to worry if you have this car! Haha!"
After chatting for a few words, the gas was added, and Murong Cheng got into the car and set off again.
Mu Zi sat down beside him with some shame, and asked him, "Why do you want to go to Xiushui suddenly?"
Murong Cheng glanced at her and asked, "Didn't you want to go?"
"Nonsense, I never said it!" Mu Zi retorted.
Murong Cheng stared at the front, jokingly: "Oh, what about now? Do you want to go to Xiushui?"
Mu Zi pursed his lips, and whispered a word: "Yes."
Xiushui Town is Su Zi's hometown. She originally planned to go back on Ching Ming Festival and pay her respects to her grandmother. She didn't expect that Murong Cheng would have a whim to take her back to her hometown for the New Year.
...This is really a surprise.
After more than ten hours of driving, Murong Cheng drove calmly, stopped to rest when he encountered a beautiful place, and finally arrived at Xiushui two days later.
The quaint and quiet town suddenly drove into a huge luxury RV, attracting people's attention.
The roads in small towns are not as open as in big cities, and there are naughty children scurrying in the streets from time to time. Murong Cheng drives carefully.
The surrounding scenery became more and more familiar, even if the former relatives were no longer there, there was still an indescribable warmth in Mu Zi's heart, gurgling along the limbs, warm.
Murong Cheng bought her and grandma's old house and bought it together with the house next door. The two yards were opened, just enough to park their RV.
An elderly couple helped guard this place.
When Murong Cheng arrived, the old couple gave the key to Murong Cheng and said "Happy New Year" before leaving with a smile.
Murong Cheng moved down the car like the New Year goods, while Mu Zi rushed into the house like a bird.
The house was very clean and spotless.
The cactus on the window sill, with a few round thorn balls, is still green and lovable even in the cold winter. The furniture and seats are all solid wood, simple in shape, strong and durable.
The furnishings cannot be exactly the same as before. After all, this house has been sold to others, but it is already very good, already...very good.
She walked to the threshold and stroked gently along the outer corner of the wall. There were vague scratches on it, which were marks made by her grandmother when she measured her height when she was a child.
These little details made Mu Zi's eyes slightly moist.
It happened that Murong Cheng came in with a box of fruit.
Mu Zi picked up a small stone from the yard, pulled Murong Cheng to stand by the door, padded his feet, and carved on the top of his head.
There was a scratch on the corner immediately.
"It's so tall." Mu Zi smiled.
Murong Cheng leaned over to kiss her, "What a silly girl."