This world is terrible

Chapter 93 Donghai, I'm back!

"Get up, get up!"

It was only around eight o'clock in the morning, and my cousin was outside Gao Yi's room door, yelling non-stop.

"Didn't you start work yet?"

Gao Yi stood in front of the sink, began to brush his teeth seriously, took a sip, and spit it out with a "poof".

"I don't want to either."

My cousin also looked sleepy, with a toothbrush in his mouth, slurring his speech: "Greentown Group approached our company this year, and it seems that they want to cooperate. What kind of Greentown project are they going to do?"

"Doing this, the advertising output must not go first? And the volume is large, and their old partners are too busy, so they found another company and found us.

"Isn't it a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to cooperate with a company of this size? The higher-ups are probably very excited."

Gao Yi squinted at him, picked up a towel and wiped his face: "Going to work overtime at night?"

"Work from home."

Chatting with each other, the two packed up their things and went down to the kitchen.

On the spotlessly clean dining table, a hearty breakfast is filled with heat.

The cousin was in a hurry, fried a raw food into his mouth, and fanned it while chewing: "Let's go out in a while... Huh... It's about nine o'clock."

"At noon, I will go to the farmhouse in Shan'ao to have a meal, rest for a while, and then run the high speed for about four hours, and arrive home in the evening."

"Phew...perfect."

There is still time before school starts, and Gao Yi is of course not in a hurry to go back. He naturally doesn't care about his cousin's proposal.

Farmhouse music is just farmhouse music, whether the taste is good or not is second, as long as there is nothing abnormal.

Unlike Gao Yi's attitude of "drink at your own discretion", Aunt and Shi Yi's eyes shine.

"You mean people in the mountains?"

"Dad took us there last time, and the taste there is very good."

"Ok?"

The cousin was stunned immediately: "When did you go? Why don't I know?"

The aunt smiled and said, "During the May Day holiday, I forgot to call you two."

Cousin grabbed Gao Yi's sleeve and shouted, "Ah Yi, look at them, is this still their own?!"

I'm really not my own... The corners of Gao Yi's mouth twitched, he didn't want to get involved in the battle about his cousin's family position.

He picked up a meat bun and shook it under the table.The bottom Xiaodi finally stopped the nagging of "hungry and hungry", and there was a happy chewing sound.

"But having said that, Shan'ao's ecological protection is really good. Not only poultry is raised, but there are also many wild animals." The aunt sighed.

"What's the use of having more, and I'm not allowed to eat it."

The cousin was dissatisfied and muttered.

Breakfast was over, and the time came to a quarter past nine.The two put their luggage in the trunk of the car and waved goodbye to their families reluctantly.

"The next time I come back, I will go to the Qingming Festival to worship the ancestors."

Gao Yi opened the car window and watched the familiar scenes fly by.I can't help but feel a little sad about leaving home, but it is quickly replaced by a wave of spirit.

Donghae, I'm back!
The black car accelerated, and finally drove out of the village in the city, and entered the winding mountain road with seven turns and eight turns again.

The cousin slowed down the speed and focused his eyes on the front, waiting for the commercial signboard of "Nongjiale" to appear.

"Hey, why is it raining?"

On the co-pilot, Gao Yi was a little sleepy.Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes and looked around subconsciously.

Looking out through the car window, they have come to a land surrounded by mountains.

Outside the guardrail of the highway, large areas of trees grow luxuriantly, creating a lush natural scene.

Suddenly, there was a light rain, which lasted continuously, dense and small like cow hair, and dyed the entire mountain forest in early spring green and verdant.

call--

Gao Yi opened the window of the car, and the coldness of early spring mixed with the wisps of rain, accompanied by the mountain wind, blowing towards his face.

"hiss!"

The two shrank their necks at the same time, and the cousin immediately used the dog management authority of the main driver, and closed Gao Yi's car window with his backhand.

The car drove into a downhill fork and passed through the tunnel. In front of the two of them, it seemed like a village full of rural atmosphere.

"People in the mountains".

My cousin walked around the villa, trying to find a parking space.

And Gao Yi held the flute and jumped down one step earlier.

"The air in this mountain is so fresh." Xiaodi sniffed vigorously with his dog's nose.

Gao Yi patted its head and said with a smile: "If you have spare energy in the future, why don't you set up a stronghold here?"

Before they could finish speaking, the two saw a naked man with only a trousers top coming out from the balcony of the adjacent resort hotel.

What does he want to do?
"The needle does not poke~"

He stretched his waist, and couldn't help sighing: "I live in the mountains and I don't poke needles~"

Xiaodi raised her dog's head: "I don't know why, I suddenly don't want to stop."

Gao Yi said silently, "Me too."

The two wandered around and found a pond not far away.

By the edge of the pond, a little boy wearing a down jacket was squatting there, as if he was messing with something.

Gao Yi was full of fun, and walked over to see what he was playing.

But I never thought that the little boy seemed to sense someone approaching, stood up without saying a word, and immediately ran into the farmhouse.

"What's the matter?" Gao Yi was at a loss.

I don't seem so scary, do I?

He lowered his head to see what the little boy was doing, but suddenly his face changed slightly, and he clicked his tongue in disgust.

In the drizzle as light as gauze mist, a dead frog was lying quietly on the wet ground in the shape of a "big".

A fist-sized cone-shaped stone, stained with blood, was left beside it.

What Gao Yi disliked was not the corpse itself, but the tragic death that the frog called.

Its entire abdomen was bloody and bloody, as if it had been hit with a blunt instrument, showing a broken and burst shape.

The tissues and organs inside the body have all been sprayed out of the body, the red and white contrasting each other, making one feel nauseated just looking at it.

"This kid is really..."

Fortunately, Gao Yi is also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. The state of the whiteboard is also supported by the perseverance of the title [Fenglaishan Garden King], which is just a little disgusting.

Forget it, out of sight is pure.

"Ayi—"

In the direction of the farmhouse, my cousin's call sounded, and it seemed that he had already parked the car.

Gao Yi responded, picked up the flute, and rushed to the "people in the mountains".

Stepping through the simple yet solemn gate of the villa, Gao Yi entered an open-air square.

Four tall spotlights stood around, and there was a mess of tables and seats in the middle.Wine bottles, cigarette butts, packaging... all kinds of garbage are all over the floor, and some staff are cleaning it up.

Cousin waved his hand: "Here!"

The two walked into the indoor restaurant, randomly found a place to sit down, and immediately a waiter came over and asked to order.

The cousin asked the waiter seven questions and eight questions, while Gao Yi took advantage of this spare time to observe the situation of the guests on other tables.

The table closer to me is a man and a woman, who seem to be a couple.

The middle-aged man has a square face with sharp edges and corners. Wearing a pair of glasses for office work, he naturally exudes the taste of a successful person.

The woman has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, fair face, and high hair.The years seem to have left no traces on her face, she is still in her prime like a young girl in her [-]s and [-]s.

But the expressions of the two of them at this time are not very good-looking.

Gao Yi didn't linger too much, and continued to look at the other tables.

　Thanks to "Seven Nights and Seven Leaves" friends for their rewards.

　　Let’s just say ha, no surprises, it should be on the shelves on Monday.The author tries to explode more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)