Chapter two hundred and sixty deep fortune
The jeep quickly turned onto a wide highway, but the surrounding environment was still very desolate and almost no people were seen.
Before Jinhuan could wonder, he heard the noise and whimpering noise.
I looked up and turned to the sky and saw that it was a military aircraft and helicopter in the sky preparing to land.
"Comrade Qin, are we going to take a plane to the capital?" Jinhuan asked, pointing to the plane in the sky.
Comrade Qin nodded, looked at Jinhuan without any excitement and asked, "Have you ever been on a plane before?"
"No, this is the first time!" Jinhuan shook his head.
Xiao Wang said excitedly: "Hehe, it's the first time I'm taking the train. I don't know what it feels like to take the train?"
"Look at your promising prospects! It's not as steady as Xiao Xu!" Comrade Qin seriously despised Xiao Wang.
In this era, airplanes are no longer as good as after the millennium, and are daily means of transportation.
Nowadays, most people take trains when traveling from a distance, not to mention that Xiao Wang looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, which is the age of curiosity.
I am not curious or excited because I have been a flying person in the air many times in my previous life.
She once had an experience of taking four flights during the day. Will she really vomit at such a frequency?
The car they drove stopped directly outside the hatch of a military aircraft. Comrade Qin asked Xiao Wang to get his luggage, and she took Jin Huan straight onto the military aircraft.
The conditions in the cabin are definitely incomparable to those in decades. The facilities are simple or even simple, but the only thing that is the best is that there is enough space.
After Jinhuan sat down and put on the safety button, Comrade Qin took a military coat and wrapped Jinhuan tightly.
As soon as Xiao Wang put his luggage on, the cabin door was closed immediately, and then the plane started to start.
This should be the fastest flight Jinhuan has ever taken. The car drove directly to the cabin door and took off as soon as it was checked in security checks.
A private plane that costs hundreds of millions of dollars is not as fast as it is treated with supreme treatment. Is it okay? The rumbling noise in my ears, the trembling and bumpy seats, and the cabin that seems to be leaking air, is the real feeling of Jinhuan riding on a military plane for the first time.
After a long time of struggle, Jinhuan was almost numb by the bumps, the plane finally landed at Nanyuan Airport.
As soon as the cabin door was opened, Jinhuan saw it at a glance, Shen Yunqi, dressed in military uniform, stood in front of a car and waited.
"Uncle!" Jinhuan stood in the cabin door and waved at Shen Yunqi vigorously.
Shen Yunqi walked over quickly and caught Jin Huan who was jumping down from the two steps, "Little ancestor, please slow down, why are you anxious?"
"Uncle, I miss you so much. You agreed to go see me during the Chinese New Year last year, but you didn't come!" Jinhuan hugged Shen Yunqi's arm and acted coquettishly.
Shen Yunqi walked away Shun Jinhuan's hair, "It's my uncle's fault. I'm hungry after being on the plane for so long? I'm not going to ask you to have a big meal to apologize!"
"That's not good to have a big meal. I have to eat several times to calm down!" Jinhuan acted unceremoniously as a rogue.
Shen Yunqi pinched Jin Huan's face, "Okay, okay, you can have a few meals!"
Comrade Qin brought Xiao Wang with his luggage and saluted Shen Yunqi, "Hello, Chief!"
"Xiao Qin, thank you for your hard work!" Shen Yunqi replied, "Go to have a meal first, and chat slowly when you finish the meal!"
The two jeeps soon stopped in front of the farmyard.
Jinhuan was originally curious about what Shen Yunqi took them to the countryside to eat, but as a result, he saw an acquaintance as soon as he got off the car.
"Hello Uncle Kang!" Jinhuan shouted in surprise.
Kang Wenrui has not changed at all, but is still so big, round and has a straight face, and her red face seems to be much younger than before.
"So it's Xiaoyuer!" Kang Wenrui said with a smile: "No wonder your uncle asked me to prepare good dishes two days ago. It turned out to be to entertain you!"
Jinhuan looked cunning, "I guess, Uncle Kang must have prepared mutton, right? Uncle Kang's mutton hotpot made is delicious, I still remember the taste now!"
"The dishes prepared by Uncle Kang today are better than mutton." Kang Wenrui led Jin Huan into the yard.
A thirty-year-old woman lifted the curtain and walked out, "Lao Kang, is this the niece of Chief Chen? She looks so handsome!"
Jinhuan looked at the talkative and enthusiastic woman and guessed that she should be Kang Wenrui's wife, "Hello, aunt, my name is Xu Jinhuan, my nickname is Xiaoyuer!"
"Okay, okay, Xiaoyuer comes in and sit down quickly. I'll get you some snacks!" The woman rushed into the room and went to take the snacks.
Jinhuan sat on a chair in the yard with a cradle next to it.
There was a white and tender baby in the cradle gnawing at his fingers, saliva flowing happily.
The little baby looked at Jinhuan, let go of the fingers in his mouth, stretched out his hands and kept not putting them down at Jinhuan. It seemed that he wanted to hug him.
Jinhuan actually doesn’t like little babies very much, because the little babies are so tender and fragile, and she is afraid of being hurt by accident.
The little baby kept his black eyes open, staring at Jin Huan without crying or making a fuss, and kept stretching out his hands.
Seeing that the baby was probably almost one year old, his bones should have grown strong, Jinhuan leaned over and picked her up from the cradle.
As soon as the baby was picked up by Jinhuan, he giggled and his saliva dripped downwards. Jinhuan wiped him with a veil.
"Little Yuer? Did the child just laugh?" Kang Wenrui's wife put down the snacks and looked in disbelief.
Jinhuan nodded and the little baby smiled, it was nothing big.
"Lao Kang! Lao Kang! Come quickly!" the woman shouted to the kitchen.
Kang Wenrui ran out of the kitchen with a spoon, "What's wrong? I'm stir-frying vegetables in the pot, what are you asking me to do?"
"Our son spoke, he spoke, I just heard her laughter!" The woman grabbed Kang Wenrui and said in surprise.
Kang Wenrui opened his eyes wide in surprise and asked, "Is that so? Is it true? Xiaoyuer, has Big Mao really made a sound?"
"Uncle Kang, Aunt Kang, and little babies will laugh. What's so strange about this?" Jinhuan felt that this was a middle-aged child, and his excitement was a bit too much.
After hearing all the words, Kang Wenrui and his wife were so happy that they burst into tears.
Kang Wenrui said excitedly: "Little Yuer, you don't know anything. Da Mao won't cry when he is born. The doctors have no problem with their vocal cords and tongue, but they just can't make sounds!
Your Aunt Kang and I took Damao to all hospitals in the capital. The doctors said that Damao had no physical problems and they could not cure this problem without saying anything!"
"When we were passing by Baoguang Temple, an old Taoist priest pulled us and said that when we met someone with deep blessings, we would naturally speak!" Aunt Kang continued.
Jinhuan hugged the big hair in his hand, "You don't think I am the one with a deep blessing, right?"
Kang Wenrui and his wife both nodded violently, as if we were not listening to anything you said against.
Chapter completed!