1687. Chapter 1687 An Unforgettable Night in a Strange Home 1
Yunnan, Qishui Town (made-up place name).
Lingyin drove slowly in the bumpy car and finally stopped at the entrance of the village.
Huahua's outfit today was unusual. She was dressed in sexy white casual clothes, with a string of metal pendants on the belt of her tight trousers, which were loosely embellished. She walked with a sense of rhythm.
"Brother Ling, is your ancestral home in this town?"
Huahua was curiously pulled by him to walk on the bumpy dirt road. Maybe it was because of the rain yesterday. There were many puddles on the road. Occasionally, people riding motorcycles or electric cars passed by on the roadside, and there were also people leading cows.
Catch up on farm work.
"No, my ancestral home is in Zhejiang, which is..." Lingyin paused: "But I lived here most of the time when I was a child, and this is your hometown."
Huahua raised her eyebrows and ignored her.
"Xiao Chu, do you have any impression of this road?" Lingyin asked him.
"I told you that I'm not your sister Xiaochu, and besides, I'm in a hurry with you!" Huahua said harshly.
However, he really tried to recall it, but unfortunately he couldn't think of anything. He had no impression of such a remote town. Maybe he was really too young at the time and couldn't remember anything.
"Why haven't we arrived yet?" After walking for twenty minutes, Huahua couldn't walk: "Why did you drive the car at the intersection? Cars with this width can obviously drive in."
Lingyin: “I want to revisit this road.”
Well, this is a typical form of seeking guilt, commonly known as self-abuse!
Finally, they stopped in front of a two-story foreign building. Lingyin took his hand and took a deep breath: "We're here."
"No one is at home." Huahua stood at the door and glanced inside. The iron door was locked from the outside.
Lingyin took out a key from his pocket and opened the door to the courtyard: "This courtyard has been locked since I bought it five years ago. I come here every year during the Qingming Festival, so it is a bit dirty."
Not only is it dirty, there are spider webs everywhere in the yard and the grass is very thick.
Huahua covered her nose and hid behind Lingyin, with a spider web blocking him.
"Why don't you ask someone to keep it and take care of it when you buy it? You can also hire someone to look after the house."
"I don't like outsiders coming in and out." Lingyin pushed open the lock of the house and took the key again. The wooden door opened. There was a thick layer of dust on the Eight Immortals table in the living room. Huahua covered her nose and didn't know where to sit. She turned around.
He ran out in a circle and stood in the yard.
There was a well in the yard, and Lingyin had already rolled up his sleeves and pumped out cool water from the well, as if he was about to clean up the whole house.
"Come here and help." Lingyin said.
Huahua looked at her white shirt, then at the gray layer all over the room and the spider webs she encountered from time to time, but hesitated and made no move.
Lingyin said again: "We will stay here tonight. If we don't help, we will have to sleep with the spider at night."
Huahua jumped up suddenly: "Why do you want to stay here? Why don't we go back to the hotel?"
There was a sly smile on Lingyin's lips: "If you don't go back, I'll stay here for the night."
"I won't do it! No one has lived here for several years, it's not popular at all, and the quilts are all damp, right?"
Lingyin saw that the sun was very bright today, so he reminded him: "Go and take out the quilt and dry it in the sun to remove the bad luck, otherwise you won't be able to sleep at night."
When Huahua heard this, she almost cried without tears.
He shouted: "I've been cheated, I want to go back to the hotel!"
Lingyin came over with a basin of water, waved his hand in a bad way, and shook the water on Huahua's face: "Hurry up and dry the quilt, I'm responsible for cleaning the house."