Of Mountains and Rivers

This is a common dirt road in towns and villages. There are trees on the side of the road, and there are sheep droppings arranged very artistically. There is nothing special about it, except for extra bumps.

Chu Huan stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road. The speed of the car was not fast at first. He was very skilled and stopped smoothly, but even so, it still caused dust.

Chu Huan's sitting posture was a little stiff, he pressed the wiper, brushed the dust off the glass, turned his head and asked Nanshan: "Is it near here?"

The car was left by Lao Wang to Chu Huan, a semi-old mid-range small SUV for family use.

The most advanced means of transportation that Nanshan has taken in his life is the bus that travels through the mountains with air leaks everywhere. This is the first time for him to take a private car—especially when he is sitting in the co-pilot, it is the first time that he can observe this place closely. How to drive a car with four wheels.

It stands to reason that Nanshan, who would make a fuss when he saw Lipao, should have a fresh start, but he didn't know what kind of evil he had fallen into at this time, so he didn't pay attention to the car at all, and kept looking at Chu Huan. daze.

Chu Huan had no choice but to cough heavily.

"Hmm..." Nanshan shuddered, and the bright black eyes turned in a circle like a dream, moving away from Chu Huan's body, moving up and down, left and right, and finally fell back to Chu Huan's body. Chu Huan, and refused to stagger away, Nanshan found his voice a little hoarse, he cleared his throat quickly, "Hey, what did you say?"

The two stared at each other for a while, and finally Chu Huan sighed unbearably, pinched Nanshan's chin and moved it aside: "Can you stop staring at me so hungrily?"

Nan Shan immediately withdrew his eyes in a calm manner. This time, his eyes had no place to rest, so he could only wander around, floating around. He didn't know what he thought of, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly uncontrollably, as if he was afraid of being discovered. , as soon as he noticed it, he immediately suppressed it reluctantly, to show that he hadn't lost his mind.

Nanshan's hair was tied behind his back, revealing his blood-red auricles.He vividly performed to Chu Huan what it means to be "red in the face".

Chu Huan originally thought that he had already cultivated a face that is not bad as King Kong, but he did not expect that in the small confined space at this time, he was inevitably infected by Nanshan's discomfort, and he felt a little embarrassed for a while, especially because he The muscles are sore, and the root of one thigh seems to be still faintly cramped.

Young people... some aspects are really difficult to deal with.

Originally, Nanshan couldn't wait to see the outside world, but now that he was approaching the border, he suddenly found that his interest was not so great. Compared with the outside world, he reluctantly wanted to sit in the car for a while longer.Although he was forced to turn his gaze to other places, he knew in his heart that Chu Huan was beside him, he could hear Chu Huan's breathing, and he even seemed to be able to feel the temperature of that person keenly.

It was as if Nanshan had been poisoned. His feet hadn't touched the ground since the night before, and they were always floating in the cotton. One foot was deep and the other was shallow. He was in some kind of unreasonable excitement. No matter what Chu Huan did - even if he just raised his hand a little, it seemed to stir his mood to the greatest extent.

And as his mood became agitated, the beads and safe and sound signs hanging on the reflector also swayed automatically in the absence of wind. There seemed to be an air of air wandering around in the car that would not stop, sometimes blowing from Chu Huan's face. Rubbed against the neck.

Chu Huan got goosebumps all over his body for no reason, and suspected that if things went on like this, he would no longer be able to face all kinds of fans and blowers.

Chu Huan grabbed Nanshan's wrist, and the wind in the car dissipated: "Okay, don't harass the driver."

Nanshan didn't say a word, but looked at him with burning eyes.

Chu Huan was so angry that he took off his seat belt, leaned over and kissed Nanshan on the forehead, stretched his arms over him, and opened the car door on that side: "Didn't you always want to try yourself? Can't cross the border..."

Nanshan seemed to have been pressed on an untouchable switch, and pulled Chu Huan down. The small wind that had dispersed just now gathered again, forming a large circle of invisible ropes. Whether it was intentional or not, it pulled Chu Huan away Huan tied it tightly from head to tail.

The mountain guards are indeed a passionate nation, even though their beautiful patriarch seems very reserved.

Chu Huan: "...the car door is still open, patriarch."

Nanshan's only remaining rationality prevented him from putting his hands into Chu Huan's clothes. He just hugged Chu Huan for a long time as if he had tasted the marrow, smelling Chu Huan like an animal eager to confirm his territory. Go, whisper, "You're mine."

It was the first time that Chu Huan knew that he could be so attractive, and his heart was soft. No one would like to be valued by others—let alone being regarded as a treasure by people like Nanshan.

Of course, this way of liking is quite different from what he expected... Thinking of this, Chu Huan's mood is a little delicate.

Chu Huan finally broke free from Nanshan's arms, adjusted his clothes, and tried his best to bring the topic back to a serious direction: "Aren't you really going to get out of the car and take a look?"

Nanshan: "Well, no need."

Chu Huan was a little surprised: "Why?"

Nanshan: "...Because it's over."

After a while, he lowered his head shyly again: "I... I was just paying attention to... Well, I didn't pay attention."

Chu Huan didn't know what to say, the boundary that could not be crossed in the era of the Liyi tribe was somehow left behind when one of them was in a delicate mood and the other was in a trance.

"...Let's go, I'll find a way to get you an ID card."

Nanshan thought that the county town near the border line was already terribly lively, but it wasn't until he walked into the real city that he realized that he was really a frog in the bottom of the well.

He was frightened once by the noise that filled his ears, then frightened once by the towering buildings and buildings, and finally frightened again by the bustling crowds of people in the airport.

Especially when he turned around and saw Chu Huan holding a mobile phone he bought on the road, calling someone in a very understated tone: "Well, okay, I'll take him to see you—oh, it's okay, It's not a holiday either, I don't think there are many people..."

Not many people...

Nanshan took Chu Huan's hand, and silently let a person rushing over from the opposite side, feeling that his mental endurance had been effectively exercised.

Chu Huan hung up the phone: "Drink?"

Before Nanshan could stop him, he had already stuffed the money into the vending machine—yes, another thing that frightened Nanshan was that Chu Huan spent money like water.

In fact, this is no wonder to Chu Huan, because Nanshan found that this ghostly place requires money for everything, drinking water, eating, refueling, crossing the road, parking, and even going up the mountain!

The last time when Chu Huan brought his two children to sell bacon, Nanshan was full of depression at that time, so he didn't pay much attention to it. At this time, the price level in his mind was still two yuan a catty of bacon, and he couldn't help but spend the money on the road. Every penny is converted into bacon.

The mountain guards are very powerful in combat, but they don't pay much attention to mathematics. If the number is too large, Nanshan will not be able to calculate it. Of course, it is not a big problem if it is less than ten yuan.Therefore, when Nanshan took the drink from Chu Huan, he felt very stressed and thought, "Oh, three catties of bacon."

After boarding the plane, Chu Huan fastened the seat belt for Nanshan. Nanshan, who endured all the way, finally couldn't help asking: "Does it cost money to fly once?"

Chu Huan: "Yes."

Nanshan: "How many catties...cough, how much?"

Chu Huan glanced at him and deliberately teased him: "How many catties of bacon? Eight hundred catties."

Nanshan's eyes widened in shock, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. After a while, he asked cautiously: "You used to live here, did you often not have enough money?"

Actually not at all, Chu Huan has never been short of money, his consumption is very low, he lives alone, he can make do with food and clothing, and Chu Aiguo doesn’t care about him, the biggest monthly expenditure is cat food and cat litter, spending far less than earning In addition, he also has two properties under his name and a car that he hasn't driven for a long time.

In recent years, although Chu Huan has not taken care of his property carefully, he also knows that he is not very poor.

But he said to Nanshan with a smirk: "Of course, I often can't get rid of it."

Nan Shan glared at him, not knowing that Chu Huan was so poor, what else was so beautiful, so he had to conclude that this guy was a little heartless in terms of material, and worried about him for a while.

With such a dangerous living environment outside, Nanshan didn't want Chu Huan to come back here, but he was reluctant and unwilling to go against Chu Huan's own ideas.

The plane slid onto the runway smoothly amidst the worries of the patriarch of the mountain guards. Huge noise and turbulence suddenly rose. Chu Huan naturally held Nanshan's hand on one side. Immediately, a sense of weightlessness came, and the people outside the window were getting farther and farther away. The ground finally attracted Nanshan's attention. He thought that the so-called "airplane" would fly over the treetops like a bird, or if it was more powerful, it could fly to the height of an eagle, but he did not expect that this The big white iron bird actually flew straight up to the sky, and the eyes gradually became white, and the underground buildings and streets were all invisible.

Nanshan still had tinnitus in his ears, and looked back with lingering fear, only to find a layer of cold sweat on his palms. He looked back and forth, and saw that there were at least a hundred or so people, all of them with expressions that he couldn't understand. Take it easy.

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out and opened his frowning brows.

Chu Huan whispered in his ear, "Why are you so serious?"

Nanshan replied solemnly: "It's too high, and there are too many people. If I fall, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch them."

Chu Huan was about to laugh like crazy.

Nanshan was nervous until the plane completely landed. During this period, he considered various possibilities of the crash and his rescue plan.

The flight attendant opened the door, and a group of ignorant and sleepy passengers came down gradually with tired faces, completely unaware that they were escorted along the way.

Chu Huan took a nap, and when he woke up, he had already forgotten the tricky joke before, and while looking for a taxi, he said to Nanshan: "My house has not been lived in for a long time, and I will ask someone to help clean it later. Let's go eat something first, what do you want to eat?"

He is very familiar with this place, and he led Nanshan out without raising his head in the crowds and dizzying up and down stairs. His whole body was relaxed as if he was at home. Nanshan's heart suddenly moved, and his fingers clenched Chu Huan's Wrist: "If money is not enough to spend..."

Chu Huan laughed: "Why do you still remember this? I'm just kidding..."

Nanshan stopped him and said seriously: "Aside from bacon, is there anything else that can be exchanged for money? Last time you said that the green stone on the scepter is also acceptable, right?"

Chu Huan was stunned.

Nanshan quickly waved his hand and said: "It's okay, don't worry, there should be still that kind of stone, it doesn't matter if you don't have enough money here, I will help you make money in the future, don't wrong yourself."

Chu Huan was silent for a long time, and asked with a complicated expression: "Then are you going to raise me?"

Nanshan nodded without hesitation.

Chu Huan's voice softened: "If I come back to work and ask you to pay me back, then what am I going to do when I come back?"

"I don't know." Nanshan replied calmly, "But don't you like it?"

As long as it is what I like, whether it is right or wrong, whether it makes sense or not, will you help me with all your strength?

Chu Huan was speechless for a while, and felt for the first time that the head of his family had the potential to be a foolish emperor.