Ugly school bully turns over

Chapter 49 The First Reincarnation. 049. Colorful Yunnan
The next morning, while I was still asleep, I was woken up by the sound of clinking cooking. When I woke up, Ou Chenguang had already woken up, and was busy in the kitchen with his good character as a snail girl.

"Chinese good woman, what do you cook?"

I pulled on my slippers and walked into the kitchen with disheveled hair.

"Make your favorite Kung Pao yam, scrambled eggs with bitter gourd"

He smiled at me, showing his nice teeth.

"Aren't you allergic to yams? Let me take a look at your hands." I took his hand and saw that the back of his hand and wrist were all red from being scratched, so I shouted at him; "Are you stupid, you are so itchy Why are you still touching yams?"

"Isn't this already ready? Let's go and serve the food."

He put down the cooking spoon, untied the apron, and pushed me into the bathroom, the toothpaste was already squeezed out,

"My dear, you wash up first, and then come out to eat"

After speaking, he turned and went to the kitchen.After I washed, I rummaged through the suitcase and opened the suitcase, found out the soothing allergy medicine prescribed by the doctor BJ last time, sprayed a little on his hand, and told him not to touch the yam in the future. If you want to do it, I will Come to peel, he nodded obediently.

"Oh, by the way, how did you learn to cook? It's pretty delicious."

I tasted the yam and asked him in surprise.

"I was in high school, and my university was in other places. My parents were more open-minded and said that they wanted to exercise my ability to be independent. I paid for my living expenses in college by myself."

After listening to his speech, I also have a good impression of his parents. Nowadays, everyone treats children as treasures and is reluctant to suffer a little harm. If his parents have such awareness, their ideological level must be very high.

"Honey, let's go on a trip and see if you can spare time."

After he finished speaking, I thought about it, I have five days of annual leave, plus the four days not taken this month, nine days is enough, um, this plan is feasible, so I asked him:

"Then where do you want to go?"

"Colorful Yunnan, what do you think?"

"OK"

I agreed to him straight away, and after dinner, I called Jia Haibo to ask him about his annual leave. Maybe he had a lot of pockets recently, and he was in a good mood, so I agreed right away, and sponsored me a red envelope of 888 yuan. What a businessman, he pays attention to Feng Shui when sending a red envelope.

On the morning of our departure, it was raining heavily, and I was wearing a sun hat the size of a dustpan. I stood by the roadside and sent a frightened emoji to Brother Zhou and Guan Linchen, telling them that I was going to elope with Ou Chenguang.

When I looked up on my mobile phone after playing for a while, I found passers-by looking at me like a fool.

That’s right, everyone in the rain is rushing to go to work with an umbrella, but I’m wearing a colorful bohemian dress like a turkey and dangling in the street with a big hat with a strange shape. attention.

On the way to the airport, even Ou Chenguang asked me if I planned to go to Brazil to dance samba, hum, this superficial human being doesn't understand this young lady's high-end aesthetic.

I have always resisted flying. I always feel that putting people in such a narrow and suffocating iron box and throwing them into the sky is a super dangerous thing. Even if the accident of the plane is the lowest among all means of transportation, I Still feeling uneasy.

Especially when the airflow is unstable, every time I have a feeling of imminent disaster, and every time I take off, the rumble speeds up to the sky, which reminds me of the launch of an aircraft carrier, and I always feel that the plane is about to explode. up.

So every time before I fly, I will edit a piece of last words in my heart, repeat a sentence of Chu Ci silently, and then go to the cabin with a heroic and tragic mood.

Ou Chenguang and I bought a joint ticket, I was leaning against the window, and he was next to me.

When the plane started to taxi forward, the back of my head was already getting chills and I asked Ou Chenguang, "Will we get off the plane alive?"

My inexplicable sentence made him laugh, and he replied, "Don't talk nonsense, there is me."

But when the plane lifted off quickly, the oppressive feeling in the cabin and the weightlessness on the ground still made me shiver.

Feeling my fear and uneasiness, he stopped talking, pressed my head to his chest, and hugged me tightly.

When the difficult three hours finally passed, the plane arrived in Shangri-La.When leaving the warehouse, Ou Chenguang took my hand and said to me with a distressed face while walking, let's take the train back, and I quickly agreed.

The tense emotions on the plane disappeared as soon as I left the airport hall. Shangri-La in August, with a clear blue sky and no clouds at all, was so beautiful that I felt like the color of artificial p, distant mountains, grasslands, horses, and yaks It is pleasing to the eyes, and it makes people feel tired and washed away. I think heaven is nothing more than this.

On the first day we went to the ancient city of Dukezong, and strolled hand in hand in the ancient streets of Kangba paved with bluestone slabs. There are many Tibetans here, and they hardly wear Han clothes. The original characteristics of Tibetans are well preserved. Wearing a gorgeous and strong cloth skirt, wearing a fancy Tibetan hat with many colorful spikelets hanging on it, or walking through the crowd, or sitting on the side of the road selling dirty-looking milk lumps .

Although they have lived in high-altitude areas all year round and their skin is rough and dark because of tanning, everyone seems to be smiling and happy.

The next day, we slept in the natural fragrance of birds and flowers until 10:[-], got up and had breakfast, and then played on the grassland for a day. Sa Yazi ran wildly in the wilderness, shouting while looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and the echo echoed in the empty valley.

"Wow, wow, wow, big mountains, Shangri-La, ahhh, so beautiful"

"God on the snow mountain over there, did you hear what I said?"

"Ah, ah, I'm going to be drunk, it's so beautiful"

I shouted into the distance, and after I finished shouting, I encouraged Ou Chenguang to shout with me, to vent.

"Zhou Han, I love you"

I was still yelling nonsense, but when I heard Ou Chenguang's sudden cry behind me, I was stunned, and tears instantly blinded my eyes for a few seconds.

I looked back at the man who loved me, and then prayed devoutly to the snow-capped mountains in the distance. May the people who are full of food be happy and healthy, and may Ou Chenguang and I stay together for a lifetime.

(End of this chapter)