Chapter 914

The people in the village are very enthusiastic. Knowing that the silly son of the village head's family is going to get married, they all spontaneously go to wash vegetables and help. Several peasant women are discussing the bride this time.

"It's said that it's a city dweller. I don't know where ah San came from. He can find the girl in the city. She's so white that she seems to be able to squeeze out water."

"The village head's family has developed this year, and the silly son has found his daughter-in-law. Maybe it won't be long before we have the son's full moon banquet."

"That's it."

When Fu Qian heard these words, he only felt funny. He looked up and saw several women go to the village head's house with red bridal clothes. Knowing that they were going to change Dalin's clothes, he hooked his mouth slightly.

The smell of meat came from the air. He swallowed his saliva, and some of it didn't work out. He was the second son of the Fu family. After he entered the mountain, he almost always lived on dry food and wild fruits, and a bird was fading out of his mouth. Fortunately, the villager stewed bacon for him. However, his family didn't seem to be very rich, and the bacon was for the new year He doesn't have much to eat.

Holding a banquet at the village head's house is just a good opportunity to eat and drink. Fu Ji still remembers Mo Yi on the bed and wants to bring some back later.

The environment here is very good. Although the traffic is blocked, there are still signals in some places. If you want to make a phone call, you need to go to the pole at the head of the village. I heard that it is the only place in the village where there is a signal. He just called Los Angeles there.

When he arrived at the village head's house, he said he was darling's brother, so naturally he was warmly treated. Although tomorrow is the main banquet, and today is still in the preparation stage, the village head has been hospitable and brought out more than a dozen small dishes, sitting with him, two people blowing cattle and eating with vegetables.

If song was here in September, I would not be surprised.

Fu Yan, in her eyes, has always been a person with high and low energy. In Los Angeles, he is the son of the Fu family, the boss of Sheng Teng, and the second young master of the Fu family.

Here, he is a friend of these villagers. He can talk with successful people about today's stock changes and economic development. He can also talk with the village head full of black cocoons about whose old cow has a baby again.

Fu Jin, who has never thought much of himself, at least in his heart, everyone is equal. Just like now, he is talking with the village head and eating gracefully.

There is no noble environment here, but his eyes, his bearing, all let people admire.

"My old eyes are very accurate. Even if you are in the city, you are not an ordinary role. At least you have an official position."

The village head patted him on the shoulder, thought of something, and suddenly sighed.

"You can agree to marry my sister to my son, is my family day big convinced ah, thank you, after we will be good to her, this mountain ah, she is not out of this life, our village people, have been to the farthest place is the county, will not send her back to the city."

This is just in line with Fu Yan's mind, and the smile on his face is more brilliant.

"My sister just needs someone to take care of her. Don't be polite, village head. Someone will pick me up in two days, and my sister will trouble you."

The village head nodded. Seeing that there was no food left on the table, he immediately asked people to bring out the meat. Fu Qian simply ate a little. Thinking of Mo Yi, he took a large porcelain bowl to pack it and went back wobbly.

Mo Yi had woken up by this time. He heard the barking of the dog outside and knew that he had been saved. He looked up and looked around. He didn't find his boss. He was struggling to get up. He saw the wooden door was pushed open. His boss stood in front of the door with a big bowl in his hand, and the dog was wagging his tail.

Fu Jiao picks his eyebrows and thinks that dogs are so flattering now. He suddenly misses Xiao Hei at home and doesn't know what happened to that guy

"Boss..."

Mo Yi coughed. His face was a little red. He didn't have a fever, but he was stuffy in the room, which led to insufficient support.

Fu Jin put the bowl in front of him, and he turned to open the window and took a breath of fresh air.

"Mo Yi, get better quickly. I've already informed Los Angeles that they've set out to pick us up. This time, don't let go of the Qin family and the banker. Everything should come to an end."

Mo Yi was so excited that he almost jumped out of bed. He had already seen that the two families were not happy. This time, he almost forced them into a corner. If they had not been lucky, they would have been in trouble.

But the wound on his shoulder hurt. He bared his teeth for a while, with a drooping hand, and ate the food in the bowl. It was funny to say that he had never eaten any delicacies with the boss. But such an ordinary bowl of farmhouse rice made him taste delicious.

At the moment of eating, he occasionally glanced at his boss and found that Fang Zheng was staring out of the window in a daze. He knew that this man might miss miss miss song, but now the situation is so pressing that he can't go back for a while."Take your time. I'll make a phone call."

Fu Yan suddenly turned around and said so. He dragged the old man's machine in his hand and went to the bottom of the pole. The bell rang for a while, but no one answered.

Once again, he felt the breath of sudden cardiac arrest.

Song Jiuyue is very tired these days. Her grandfather has been rescuing her. She hasn't had a rest since she came back. She had a fever yesterday. She didn't wake up until now. When she saw this strange number, she felt as if she had an idea. She shook her fingers and pressed the answer button.

"Fu Jin, is that you?"

Her voice is full of fear and uncertainty, fear of their expectations.

"Song September..."

After Fu Yan mumbled these three words, he didn't know what to say. His throat was very sore. It seemed that there was a great sadness suppressing there. He lost his voice.

Two people holding a mobile phone silent, each other can hear exhalation, but do not know what kind of words to break the silence.

"I miss you so much."

For a long time, Fu Jin just said so, holding the phone hand tight, slightly exhaled a breath, as if to put thousands of emotions, all in general.

He was envious of all the people and things around Song September, because they could easily feel her breath and taste, and he wanted to recall and covet across the long mountains.

"Me too, Fu Jin. Come back quickly..."

"I feel I can't stand it any more. I worry about you every day. I often have nightmares..."