Chapter 2: The city has too many routines, so it’s better to go back to the countryside

Author: little girl Fat Duo

Chapter 2: The city has too many routines, so it’s better to go back to the countryside

Ruan Qing got off the plane and went to transfer to the high-speed rail. To get to her small town, she had to transfer to a bus again, and then take the Cuncun Express back to her village.

Even Ruan Qing, who has experienced hundreds of years of training, found the journey back home very tortuous.

Sitting on Cuncuntong, she was shuddered by the biting cold wind blowing in her face. The mountains in the cold winter were still green and verdant. Different cities were withered and lifeless, and the tree branches were bare without a trace of green.

Ruan Qing closed his eyes and could feel the vitality deep in the mountains. He chanted the mantra in his heart and introduced the Qi into his body. After an hour and a half of bumpy detours, he finally reached the foot of the mountain and got out of the car. Ruan Qing felt that his buttocks were not even his own.

He was tall, and was extremely sore and numb.

Looking at the uneven mountain road in front of him, Ruan Qing silently made a decision in his heart. When he gets rich, he must repair the dirt road.

As the saying goes, if you want to make a fortune, you must first build roads!

In front of me, her fragile little body couldn't withstand such a torment, and she fell into disrepute at a casual guess.

She didn't notify her parents in advance when she came back, so when she got out of the car, the mountain wind was blowing sharply and whistling, like countless small knives slashing at her face. From the foot of the mountain to her home, there were still three or four miles of winding mountain roads, and she was also

I don’t want to go through it again and feel like I’m in a hurry.

The journey of just a few miles was not a problem for Ruan Qing. After walking for more than ten minutes, Ruan Qing sat down directly on his luggage. This was too tiring.

Now he really wasn't in the world of cultivation, just flying with his sword, or calling for the crane to come. Alas, Ruan Qing sighed heavily.

Suddenly, the roar of a motorcycle came to his ears, and Ruan Qing looked towards where the sound came from.

There was surprise in his eyes. It was his little old man. I hadn't seen him for a long time. The man was wearing a felt hat, a blue cotton coat and cotton trousers, and on his feet were black cloth shoes made by his old mother.

Seeing this familiar outfit, Ruan Qing sniffed and felt a little emotional for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, he suppressed this emotion in his heart.

"Dad, dad, why are you here?" Ruan Qing was really surprised. He didn't call his boss at home. How could this little old man come out? There was nothing on the back seat of the motorcycle. He probably wasn't going out to do errands.

.

I came here specifically to pick her up.

The man stopped the motorcycle and said, "You girl, you didn't even say a word to us when you came back so that we could pick you up. If your mother hadn't seen you in the ground, how long would you have gone? The mountains are no better than the city."

It’s very windy and cold inside.”

Being educated by a man, Ruan Qing felt warm in his heart. He hadn't heard his old father's nagging for a long time.

In the world of cultivation, everyone was focused on cultivation and kept to themselves. Human relationships were particularly indifferent and alienated. She had almost forgotten what family ties were like.

"It's not that far away. It's such a cold day, so I want you to rest at home." She muttered, the mountain road is rugged, and dad's motorcycle is also a troublesome little monster.

"Come up quickly, let's go back quickly. It's cold outside. I'll catch a cold and have a fever when I go back. It's troublesome." Ruan Jingtian said, their transportation is not convenient, even if they go to town, it takes half an hour to ride a motorcycle.

When he arrived at the door of his house, Ruan Qing didn't care about his luggage and rushed into the house. When he entered the door, he met a pair of smart black eyes.

"Lebao!" Ruan Qing looked at the little man in front of him in surprise. The little boy who was called was holding a Peppa Pig doll in his hand. He looked at her curiously and blinked.

Hearing the sound, Huang Cuiying walked out of the room, "It's really you. I just said that man looks so much like you. Let your father go down and take a look. I'm not wrong with my eyes. Your father is still here."

Say it’s not you.”

"It's freezing. Go back to the house and warm yourself by the fire. Your sister is also in the house." The woman said, taking her daughter's hand and entering the house.

The house with the stove was indeed different. Before entering the house, when he opened the door, there was a heat wave. Ruan Qing saw the eldest sister sitting on the stool holding the soles of her shoes.

"Sister." He shouted abruptly, "Little sister!"

Suddenly, the room became lively.
Chapter completed!