I don’t know what I feel when I see the situation outside. I feel a little sour and bitter, and I look forward to feeling a little uncomfortable. He or she doesn’t have a knot, and it seems that there is a light ahead. I feel something, and I want to catch it, but it’s gone.
Fly up and walk away.
Han Cheng hurriedly got up and followed her respectfully at night.
Feiyang just disappeared in my field of vision.
The pile of ash left on the ground smoking black smoke.
Chapter 39 Sunset clouds filled the sky
Feiyang Hancheng left late for a long time before I came from the confession room and walked to the pile of ashes. I crouched down and gently fingered it inside.
They will go back to China in two days. They should go to Hangzhou. They will get along. I have thought about it again and again. No, what will it be? It may be weird or special. I guess flying will be a headache.
I’m afraid it will be a headache for a woman to live with a child five years older than herself.
I didn’t disturb anyone to retreat from the farm quietly along the road and return to the highway. It was very cold. I started stamping my feet and hoped for better luck. I didn’t stop dozens of cars like this before I succeeded.
Maybe it was because I was wearing a monk’s robe. Soon after I met the first car passing by, I stopped. This is an old pickup truck driven by a middle-aged man in a cheap suit. He has a good attitude. As soon as I got on the bus, he folded his hands and saluted me.
I say hello to him in English, thank you.
He looked at me in surprise. It’s a rare adventure to come to a foreign monk. My wife told me I would be lucky when I left this morning. I didn’t expect my wife to be right.
I smiled at him. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not a monk. I’m a handyman in the temple. I’m sorry to disappoint you.
He said that’s too bad. Maybe my wife said that good luck should be somewhere else. It must be so. I can earn more transportation today.
I asked him what you were carrying.
The middle-aged man touched his belly and said that he would transport the country wine to the city and then pull the oil paintings from the city to the countryside. Every family is going to buy oil paintings.
I asked him what kind of wine he had. Didn’t anyone brew it in Seoul
He said it’s a red dagger. It’s best to drink in Korea. Our village will produce Zugao technology.
I can’t stop coughing this.
He went on cheerfully to say that the price was reasonable, and the taste was wonderful. Then he stopped laughing and complained that it was a pity that the city people would not appreciate the fact that fewer and fewer people drank our wine. It’s outrageous for young Koreans. I am worried about the future of the Korean nation. How can we be worthy of the country if the red dagger brewing skills are lost one day?
This is a typical Korean-style dialogue. The older generation of Koreans always associate the topic with the concept of the future of the nation and the country. Once they take the make-up exam, they will be said to be sorry for the country’s careless spitting on the road. It is also sorry for the country to do anything wrong.
I quickly stopped him, uncle. Please don’t talk about that red wine. The villagers want to buy oil paintings.
He was quoted by me as saying that oil paintings are very cheap now. Hey, hey, it’s really extraordinary to see oil paintings hanging in other people’s homes before watching. The village chief said that we should be a model village in Chungcheongnam-do, and we must make a good impression on outsiders. Everyone should hang oil paintings. Everyone listened and agreed with the village chief’s opinion. This time, I was entrusted to go to Seoul to purchase oil paintings.
I nodded my head. The Korean nation is a very well-known nation. I can understand that once this village purchases, other villages will definitely follow suit.
Middle-aged uncle touched his head and said, you see, it’s rude that I haven’t introduced myself to foreign guests for so long. My name is Jiang Baowen and I want to know your name.
I honestly say that my name is Jiang Yule and I am from China. Please give me some advice.
He scratched his head and let it go. It’s so rare for guests to come to China. Everyone in our village in China is
He took out his mobile phone and said happily, I want to tell my wife that I met a friend in China today.
He asked me where you were going while talking on his cell phone, and I would take you there.
I said to save Ren Temple. I work as a handyman in the temple.
He said, will you save the back door of Rensi Temple? I remember going through a thatched cottage from the back door.
I nodded. Okay
The middle-aged uncle sighed to me with emotion after speaking. China is really a good country. We are here to buy oil paintings this time. It’s really a blessing to your people. Otherwise, as a stranger, we don’t know when we can hang oil paintings at home.
I smiled, uncle. You are really good at talking. A man with a glib tongue like you will get rich soon, won’t you?
He walked over and said, thank you for your praise. I hope I can make a fortune. I hope I can make 10 million won today
It’s nice for middle-aged uncle to talk and laugh all the way.
After more than an hour, he sent me directly to Jiuren Temple.
My money department gave it to the taxi driver, but I didn’t know what to do without this kind uncle to send me. When I didn’t even thank him for returning to the temple car, he followed the car and enthusiastically said that it was really cold. Don’t freeze.