"What Shui Han said makes sense." Gu Xiangrong said with admiration. In fact, deep down in her heart, she didn't want her brother to take the exam again, but she couldn't attack him.
Gu Changfeng was deep in thought. These words made him wake up from a dream. It was his blind persistence and insistence.
Qianxue saw that Gu Changfeng was moved, and she didn't want Gu Changfeng, a good young man, to ruin his youth, "Changfeng, why don't you come to my restaurant to recruit a few apprentices and train them when you have time, and don't talk about learning from each other."
Gu Changfeng hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay, Changfeng thanks Miss Qian for this."
"Haha, it's me who is thanking Changfeng and you are the one, I'd like to toast you." Qianxue raised her wine glass and took a sip. Fortunately, the wine was not very strong. She was not very good at drinking. She only poured a few glasses and was good at drinking.
Crazy, she doesn’t want to make a fool of herself.[
"It's Miss Changfeng Jingqian who is the one." Gu Changfeng drank the glass of wine with both bitterness and joy. He knew that he had no chance to meet Miss Qian in this life, but he was happy that Miss Qian never looked down on him and regarded him as a friend.
Maybe he could go to her restaurant often and take a peek at her secretly.
After we had had enough wine and food, it was already dusk, half of the setting sun had sunk into the mountains, and the sky was filled with colorful clouds, making the sky red.
It was getting late, so Yi Shuihan and others said goodbye to the Gu family brothers and sisters and headed back home.
The village looked peaceful at dusk, with smoke rising from every house. Sometimes we could hear the sound of children playing, and sometimes we could see the old man feeding the chickens and the woman cooking in the farmhouse.
Qianxue didn't feel tired after a long period of exercise. Seeing such a scene, she felt a sense of returning to nature. Most of the villagers here were pure and simple. Recently in the city, she was used to those mercenary and snobbish businessmen.
An ugly and wealthy family can't help but feel that the world is in trouble.
Yi Shuihan just had the mentality of looking at the scenery. The setting sun, the old trees and the dim crows, the small bridges and flowing water and the people. This was already the most beautiful splash-ink painting. She had long forgotten how to perceive this peaceful scene. She had seen so many different things in the world.
Just got used to it.
Rong Zhi was originally an arrogant and cold person. His calm eyes seemed unable to squeeze a grain of sand into his eyes. He looked at everything with a light gaze that showed no ripples.
Although the master of ceremonies has never seen anything dark, he often travels between the city and surrounding villages and hangs out in the streets. He is used to seeing the ugliness of human nature, and is also used to seeing the innocence in human nature. He has also gained some insights and how to behave.
way.
The host walked to Qianxue and said, "Do you envy this kind of life?"
Qianxue nodded: "It is indeed desirable."
The host looked at the endless path and suddenly said: "But you are destined not to belong here. Even if you force yourself to get it, maybe it is not as beautiful as you imagined."
Qianxue was startled, but then she felt relieved. Yes, maybe she was spoiled and spoiled, and she really couldn't accept that she was turned into a woman who knew everything about life, food, salt and daily necessities. Moreover, she had dreams and pride, and she was always unwilling in her heart.
Ordinary, such a peaceful scene can only be used to watch, and to wash away the stains and sorrows in the heart, so that one can maintain a clear heart and a rational mind.
"Master of Ceremonies, what if one day you are stronger than me?" Qianxue said a little sourly. She had more things in her mind than the Master of Ceremonies. That was just because she came from the high-tech 21st century and had studied for a graduate degree, but
He doesn't see things clearly enough as the master of ceremonies.