Chapter 295 Asking for a monthly ticket in the suburbs~
The RV drove on the highway all day and finally got off the highway and out of town.
It was already dark outside the window.
Little Fubao was lying on the sofa, having already fallen asleep out of boredom.
Facing the faint light on the road, it can be seen that they have reached the suburbs.
The closer you are to the desert, the colder the air is.
When Sang Mizhou also felt shivering in the morning, he had already covered little Fubao with a quilt, closed all the windows, and turned on the air conditioner to hot air.
Although it is cold outside the car, it is still warm inside.
Finally, around 7 o'clock, the RV gradually stopped.
Sang Mizhou closed the book and looked out the window.
It was pitch black outside the window, and it was basically impossible to see anything five meters away.
But he still vaguely discerned that they didn't seem to have reached the desert yet, and were probably still in the suburbs.
The director's voice came from the loudspeaker outside the car: "I think all the guests and the little darlings are also hungry. Now let's stop here to have dinner and take a rest!"
Little Fubao, who was sleeping soundly, was also awakened by the director's voice.
She slowly opened her eyes and sat up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and said in a cute voice, "Brother, are we there yet?"
Sang Mizhou stood up and took out two large cotton-padded jackets, one large and one small, from the cupboard: "We haven't arrived yet, let's eat here first. It's cold outside, so put on these large cotton-padded jackets."
Little Fubao obediently took the big cotton-padded jacket from Sang Mizhou's hand, put it on, and followed him out of the RV.
There was darkness and silence all around, and the biting cold wind blew across her cheek, bringing with it a little bit of wind and sand, which made her feel a little raw.
Little Fubao subconsciously put his hands in his pockets and shrank his neck.
Every ten meters on both sides of the road, there is a weak street lamp erected on the roadside.
But basically it doesn't have much effect, and I still can't see clearly what's going on around me.
[Wow, it’s so dark. This is in the suburbs, right? Are there wild wolves in the suburbs? I heard that the suburbs in the desert seem quite dangerous.]
[With so many of them, they are not afraid even if there are wild wolves, right? If they dare to park their cars in these places, then the director team must be equipped with professionals who know how to survive in the desert.]
[It looks so cold, baby, don’t let the cold catch a cold. 】
Sang Mizhou pulled out the ceiling and turned on the lights on the ceiling.
Several other groups of families also put on their clothes and got off the RV one after another.
The program team also brought lighting lights.
With the light from the spotlight, the surroundings finally became a little brighter.
Several other groups of families all moved closer to Xiao Fubao and the others.
"Then let's cook. How about eating hot pot on such a cold day?" Ji Yucheng suggested.
And it’s already so late. If you want to cook other dishes, you might have to cook them even later.
Hotpot is still the most convenient after all.
Moreover, Xiao Fubao, who had already eaten hot pot once, has become a loyal lover of hot pot. When he heard that he wanted to eat hot pot, he immediately raised his hands and feet in agreement.
Seeing this, other groups of families also nodded in agreement.
Ji Yucheng is here to make hot pot, Song Nanchen is here to make other dishes, and Shen Fanglan is here to make some after-dinner desserts.
Sang Mizhou and Lu Zhaoxi were unceremoniously assigned to the group with children.
After all, even if you ask them to help, they won't be able to help you much. It's better to take care of the children honestly.
There were five children and two adults sitting on the sofa in Xiao Fubao's RV, which seemed a bit crowded.