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Chapter 340 Uncle Feather

After the meal, Chen Shuo looked in the mirror thoughtfully. He suspected that he was called uncle because he was in a hurry to go downstairs for dinner today and did not shave when he washed up. The stubble looked mature.

Otherwise, how could he be called uncle? After all, he is a young man in his twenties and is still several months away from turning thirty.

But I am still very unwilling to do so.

It's okay to call him Big Brother, although it sounds like a promiscuous person.

After shaving his beard cleanly with a razor, Chen Shuo continued to look in the mirror. There was no stubble and he suddenly looked much younger.

At this moment, Bai Xiaoqi changed her clothes and came in. She was dressed in Miao costumes and had a fancy silver hat on her head. The silver jewelry on her body jingled as she walked around.

Chen Shuo didn't even have time to take a closer look. He came up and asked, "How is it? Does your husband look much younger after shaving?"

"Well, I'm ten years younger all of a sudden."

"Can talk."

Chen Shuo was very satisfied with this answer and touched his chin. It would be no problem to be the eldest brother now.

"What do people call you when you go out?"

"Call me sister, or call me sister."

"..."

Chen Shuo is not willing to give in. He feels young when he is the big brother, so she still treats others as his sister?

"No one calls you aunt?"

"No."

"What would a five- or six-year-old kid call you?"

"Call me sister."

"What the hell..."

Forget it, there is no comparison between men and women, and there is no comparison between myself and her. She looks younger than her actual age, and the years have not left any traces on her face.

On the first day she came to this inn, the little girl who was 18 or 19 years old was still wondering which of the two of them was older.

........

It might rain in the afternoon, the mountains were full of water vapor, and the green hills were shrouded in milky white clouds, but after walking along the river for a while, the sky suddenly cleared up again.

Chen Shuo belatedly lamented that his experience in the north was of no use here. It looked like it was going to rain, but it didn't. Maybe the abundant water vapor was just a normal natural phenomenon in the area.

The trees all around are green, and the bright sunshine falls from the sky, illuminating the beautiful scenery of the mountains.

Bai Xiaoqi suddenly looked like an elf in the mountains, wearing her colorful ethnic costumes.

"Old driver, take me with you. I'm going to the provincial capital... Alili, Alili, Alialili."

Although the place between the mountains and rivers where the two came is also a scenic spot along the Li River, the route is different. It has not been developed yet, and there are no people in it for miles around. Even the surrounding villages have been abandoned, and the villagers there have long since moved to the city.

Therefore, Chen Shuo was not afraid of social death and hummed tuneless folk songs along the way.

Bai Xiaoqi thought that what he sang was ugly and the lyrics were dirty. Chen Shuo shook his head and said that you don't understand, "You sing whatever songs you go to on the top of the mountain. When we come here, we have to sing local folk songs."

"Is this what local folk songs are like?"

"No, folk songs are about love. There are mountains all over here, and transportation was not convenient in the past. To fall in love, two people would stand on the top of two mountains and shout to each other. They would start singing after shouting.

Then folk songs appeared."

Chen Shuo was making nonsense. As for whether folk songs appeared like this, he didn't know, but in this mountainous area with inconvenient transportation, especially in the past when transportation was basically walking and communication was basically shouting, he wanted to talk about it.

Falling in love is indeed very inconvenient.

Moreover, most of the folk songs were filled with love and love things, so he felt that his nonsense was very reliable.

While talking, they walked into a white mist, and the milky white mist around them slowly flowed in a state visible to the naked eye.

"Are we inside the cloud now?" Bai Xiaoqi looked around, looking a little shocked.

"Yes." Chen Shuo was also a little surprised. Being in the floating white mist was like a fairyland. This scene reminded him of the day when he licked his face in heaven... Bah!

But what's around is fog, not clouds.

but....

"Do you still remember that when we traveled to the capital before, I told you that between clouds and fog, essentially..."

"I remember this. There is essentially no difference between clouds and fog, but clouds will turn into rain and fall, but fog will not." Bai Xiaoqi answered quickly.

"Yes, that's it."

Chen Shuo smiled and said, "So although we are in the fog, you are right to say that we are in the clouds."

The mountain breeze blew on my face, bringing with it the refreshing breath unique to the forest. After walking through this area filled with white mist, and then through the valley, I peeled away the branches and leaves that blocked my eyes, and my eyes suddenly opened up.

They were standing on the edge of the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain was the rushing river. On the other side, many figures could be seen faintly, including tourist groups wearing uniform vests and holding small flags.

The sun falls from the sky and falls on the water, giving the already spectacular river a magnificent color.

"It's so beautiful..." Bai Xiaoqi murmured.

"No, you should say that Guilin's landscape is the best in the world."

.......

After seeing the beautiful scenery, they didn't stay long and returned along the original road. Otherwise, they would be late for dinner, and the mountain road would be difficult to walk until dark.

When we returned to the inn in the twilight of the setting sun, the landlady had just started cooking and she didn't need help. She had a very good reason. If the guests helped cook, it wouldn't be called free food.

Chen Shuo has always felt that the landlady is a wonderful person, and the beauty lies in these unique things.

The two of them didn't go back to their room to rest. They just sat at the table on the first floor of the inn, waiting for the meal to be served. The female student there was brushing away on a drawing board.

The painting is an oil painting with a very realistic style, with blue and green costumes and silver hats, and a beautiful girl wearing national costumes appears on the paper.

"Young, the painting is pretty good."

Chen Shuo stood behind her and watched for a while. He took advantage of the girl's break to change her pen and spoke out. He paused and asked, "But does this count as infringement of my wife's portrait rights?"

"..." The girl was stunned, as if she was a little frightened. After a moment, she turned around and assured her seriously: "Only commercial use is considered infringement, but don't worry, uncle, I won't do it for commercial use." .”

When he heard the word uncle, Chen Shuo couldn't help but jump in the corners of his eyes, "You call me Uncle Jifei. Didn't you see that I've shaved off my beard?"

"Oh, uncle Jifei, don't worry, I won't use it commercially."

"...."

Chen Shuo's expression froze, what the hell, he met a little chatting genius.

Bai Xiaoqi over there pursed her lips and snickered. Chen Shuo looked at her and laughed his ass off.

He turned to the girl who was painting and asked, "Do you want to sell this painting?"

"Uncle, do you want this painting?"

"Don't call me uncle, call me brother." Chen Shuo corrected unwillingly, and then changed the subject, "Of course I want it. After all, you are painting my wife. Please give me a price."

The girl shook her head when she heard this, "No money. When I finish the painting, I will give it to my uncle...my eldest brother and my sister."

"Free gift?"

"Well, I came out to practice my painting skills. The teacher said that what we have to do now is to hone our painting skills without any distractions. We can't let our brushes get stained with the smell of copper early. When our painting skills improve, there will be opportunities to make money.

There will be plenty of them in the future.”

"Uh... listen to the teacher, yes, I believe you will have a bright future and make a lot of money in the future."

Chen Shuo always felt that this girl was a little stupid despite not making money, but still talking about the teacher's teachings with a serious face. After holding it in for a while, he gave a dry compliment.

But because she gave him a painting for free, Chen Shuo decided not to care about the title uncle with her, and he also saw it. This girl obviously had poor eyesight, and the bridge of her nose was like the bottom of a beer bottle.

Thick glasses are proof of that.
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