love for marriage

Lan Guiyuan laughed "hehe" twice, but didn't say much.After getting into Meng Youyi's car, two plainclothes bodyguards followed in another car.

When Meng Youyi's painting drove out of the asphalt road to the dirt road, light rain fell from the sky. Lan Guiyuan in the co-pilot immediately told her: "Be careful, the road here is not easy."

Meng Youyi responded and slowed down.

The car turned on the headlights, but it was raining, and the road was not well illuminated. Meng Youyi's car was driving unsteadily, and Lan Guiyuan helped her wipe the fog from the glass in front of her from time to time.

There seemed to be a figure on the road full of water, the headlights flickered, and Meng Youyi slammed on the brakes.Lan Guiche leaned forward suddenly, and she asked urgently, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to have hit someone in front!" Meng Youyi said, and hurriedly got out of the car to check.

Lan Guiyuan was not in a hurry to get out of the car, she dug out the bright light from her bag before opening the car door.

"Youyi, how's it going?" Lan Guiyuan asked.

"It's a man, lying motionless on the ground." Meng Youyi stretched out his raincoat and patted the man.

Lan Guiyuan also knelt down and shone the flashlight on the man's face: "I feel like we didn't hit him, and he fell down after such a long distance. Could it be Pingci?"

"Who would come to a place like this to touch porcelain?" Meng Youyi said.

"What should we do? Take him into the car?" Lan Guiyuan asked.

Just as Meng Youyi was about to speak, the man lying on the ground suddenly jumped up, and he threw Lan Guiyuan to the ground. Lan Guiyuan exclaimed, and Meng Youyi hurried to help Lan Guiyuan , and the man quickly ran into the car to start the car!

"Leave me alone! Our car!" Lan Guiyuan yelled anxiously.

Meng Youyi let go of Lan Guiyuan. She got in through the open car window and grabbed the man's half-length hair. The man cried out in pain, "Ouch, let go!"

"Boy! How dare you touch my car!" Meng Youyi forcefully pulled the man out of the car window.

Meng Youyi kicked her as soon as she raised her foot, and the man hurriedly held his head and begged for mercy: "Sister! Don't kick! I can't help it!"

"Youyi, stop!" Lan Guiyuan had already got up from the ground.

It was only when the man opened his mouth just now that she realized that he was still a child, but he was a little anxious in his stature.

Meng Youyi's car started driving on the dirt road full of mud and water again, but there was a boy who had just grown up in the back seat.

"What's your name? Why did you rob our car?" Lan Guiyuan asked. The nameplate on the boy's jacket reminded her that the boy should not be from this county and could afford clothes of this brand, and his accent was wrong. The child should not be from here.

"My name is Fan Shaoling, I escaped from the program group." Fan Shaoling wiped the water from his hair with his clothes.

"A group performer? Not like...you look like a rich man." Lan Guiyuan said again.

"Hmph...I don't have money, my parents have money...they decided to ask me to participate in some kind of transfiguration scheme, and then I ran away while they were off guard." Fan Shaoling said without paying attention at all.

"Change... a shapeshifter?" Lan Guiyuan repeated.

"Sister, you haven't heard of it, have you?" Fan Shaoling stretched his neck.

"Ah... I've heard of it." Lan Guiyuan doesn't have any affection for this boy now.

Meng Youyi followed the route Lan Guiyuan said, and the group rested in the farmyard they visited last time.

After getting off the bus, Lan Guiyuan handed her mobile phone to the boy named Fan Shaoling: "Call your home quickly and let them pick you up."

The boy said with a naughty smile: "I don't! Hey, sister, what are you here for, I will follow you!"

Meng Youyi took a step forward: "We are here to be coolies, are you sure you want to follow us?"

Fan Shaoling turned his head to look at Meng Youyi again, and he smiled disdainfully: "Just you? Do coolies? Lie to fools? You don't want me to follow, so I'll follow. Anyway, you can't leave me alone!"

Meng Youyi saw Fan Shaoling being so reckless, she simply ignored him and went into the house.

The owner of this farmhouse is surnamed Wang, and Lan Guiyuan calls him Brother Wang.At this time, Wang's sister-in-law came over and asked with concern: "Guiyuan, why don't you wash your body? Since you left last time, my old Wang has built a bath with hot water. Look at you, you are all soaked. , go take a hot bath, don't catch a cold."

"Thank you, Mrs. Wang!" Lan Guiyuan was talking, and Fan Shaoling immediately stripped off in front of them.Oh no, not naked, at least wearing underwear.

"What are you doing? How shameless is such a big guy?" Meng Youyi, who had just picked up the towel, immediately screamed when he saw Fan Shaoling like this.

"Take a shower! I haven't showered for a week..." Fan Shaoling said pitifully.

Lan Guiyuan waved her hands and said, "Okay, okay...you go and wash, you wash first, and we'll wash after you finish washing."

Fan Shaoling gave Lan Guiyuan a "hehe" laugh, and ran away barefoot.

Lan Guiyuan pulled Wang's sister-in-law aside and asked, "Sister-in-law, let me ask you, has anyone from your village visited recently?"

"Yes, there are so many! Yesterday, a film crew entered the village!" Sister-in-law Wang told the truth.

"Ah... Is there a crew called Metamorphosis?" Lan Guiyuan asked again.

Wang's sister-in-law thought about it carefully and said, "It should be... But I don't remember."

Lan Guiyuan nodded feebly. She looked at her mobile phone, and the 4G signal had changed to 2G.She tried to search the Internet for information about the film crew, but the signal came and went, and after half an hour of tossing around, she finally figured out that what Fan Shaoling said was not a lie.

He really came to shoot the deformation meter, and the identity of this kid seems to be still very mysterious.

Meng Youyi squatted in Wang's sister-in-law's kitchen to boil hot water, and Lan Guiyuan came in and squatted beside her: "What about Fan Shaoling? Let's call Li Yiran and ask him to check? We can't let him keep following us, can we?"

"Let me call. I don't like this man, he looks like a hooligan." Meng Youyi said.

Lan Guiyuan laughed dryly, but said nothing.

"Who said I look like a hooligan?" Fan Shaoling's voice sounded from the kitchen door. Lan Guiyuan and Meng Youyi looked at the door at the same time. Meng Youyi's eyes darkened and he didn't speak.Fan Shaoling had better not mess with her, she can beat people.

Lan Guiyuan laughed dryly again and said, "She...she didn't mean that."

Just when Lan Guiyuan thought Fan Shaoling would be annoyed, she rolled her eyes and said indifferently, "I'm just a hooligan, okay?"

Lan Guiyuan didn't hold back, she let out a "poof" laugh, while Meng Youyi concentrated on burning her own fire, she didn't want to pay any attention to this Fan Shaoling.

While Fan Shaoling was drying his hair, he was about to leave the kitchen. Meng Youyi had already connected to Li Yiran's phone.

"Li Yiran, check someone for me, Fan... Hey!"

Before Meng Youyi finished speaking, the phone was robbed. Fan Shaoling stood up straight with the phone in his hand, and Meng Youyi also got up.

"Bring it!"

"You call Li Yiran and ask him to check me? Then ask my family to take me back? It's a good idea!"

Fan Shaoling held up the phone, and Meng Yi was a full head shorter than him. At this distance, she would never be able to reach the phone.

Lan Guiyuan pushed the firewood into the stove, and she asked Fan Shaoling, "Do you know Li Yiran?"

"Of course, the rabbits of the Qi Group who only eat grass beside their nests." Fan Shaoling continued to hold Meng Youyi's cell phone.

"Give your phone back to Youyi, we won't call anymore. You don't want to go back and call it down, but don't follow us either," Lan Guiyuan said.

Meng Youyi stretched out his hand to Fan Shaoling again, and Fan Shaoling handed the phone to Meng Youyi.

"Sister, let me follow you. I don't have any money now, and my clothes are dirty. I will starve to death." Fan Shaoling squatted beside Lan Guiyuan.

Lan Guiyuan frowned and looked at Fan Shaoling, and when she saw his handsome face full of pleading, she sighed: "For now."

"Sister, you are truly a living Bodhisattva!" Fan Shaoling put his palms together and bowed to Lan Guiyuan.

Although Meng Youyi's phone call was not finished, a smart person like Li Yiran naturally understood what she was talking about.

Just one surname will do.

Lan Guiyuan and the others had just finished their meal and Meng Youyi's phone vibrated.She looked at the unfamiliar number on it, and handed the phone to Lan Guiyuan.

Lan Guiyuan was startled, and answered in confusion.

"Hello? Are you Miss Meng or Mrs. Lan?" A middle-aged man's voice was on the phone.

"Oh, hello, I'm Lan Guiyuan." Lan Guiyuan was still in a state of confusion.

"Hello, Mrs. Lan, I'm Fan Shaoling's father, please hand him the phone number." The man said.

"Okay." Lan Guiyuan handed the phone to Fan Shaoling again, Fan Shaoling looked at Lan Guiyuan suspiciously, and took the phone.

"Who?" Fan Shaoling asked coldly.

"Stinky boy! Get the fuck out of me and go back to the set! Useless trash! You've lost all my face!"

The man on the other end of the phone cursed loudly, and both Lan Guiyuan and Meng Youyi heard it.Fan Shaoling frowned tightly, he immediately hung up the phone and threw the phone back to Lan Guiyuan.

"Don't answer this person's phone in the future! Don't give it to me if you answer it, we can still be friends happily." When Fan Shaoling looked at Lan Guiyuan, he smiled slightly.

"We don't want to be friends with you." Meng Youyi added.

"It's okay, I want to be friends with you." Luo Shaoling smiled at Meng Youyi again, and Meng Youyi turned his face away.

Lan Guiyuan sighed, she felt that Fan Shaoling's father spoke a little too much, Fan Shaoling is such an old man, although he scolded him for his own good, obviously, this way of communication is not suitable for Fan Shaoling.

"Shaoling, does your father always talk to you like this?" Lan Guiyuan asked.

"Yeah, every sentence is a dirty word, not refined." Fan Shaoling frowned.