Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Chapter 295: You’re not making this up, are you?

Song Yunuan did not directly change the other party's arrangements.

Instead, he told Jemke about the situation in the first camp.

There is a landscape called Liangfeng Slope. As long as the weather is sunny and windy during this season, if you climb up the hillside at about ten o'clock in the morning, if you are lucky, you will see heavy fog filling the entire valley. It will disperse in ten minutes. As for the reason, it is still an unsolved mystery.

Jemke's father is an explorer. He has loved hearing about this since he was a child. He is full of curiosity about this land. This friendly summer camp is also sponsored by his family.

Meijuan was really convinced.

Seeing that Jemke couldn't wait to run to the tour leader to change the schedule, shorten the hike by half, and take the bus to the destination in the remaining time.

He also promised Song Yunuan that he would work hard to learn Longguo dialect and strive to have a smooth conversation with Song Yunuan.

Huang Ziqi asked Song Yunuan quietly: "You couldn't have made it up, right?"

Song Yunuan glanced at her: "Didn't you read the local chronicles and related information before coming here? It is clearly written on it. It existed many years ago, but it should be noted that you have to be lucky. Who can I don’t want to try my luck, especially as a young person…”

Huang Ziqi and Meijuan:...

The two people gave Song Yunuan a thumbs up.

You know, everyone is walking.

Our students are not prepared for this, and they are all spoiled. If we really have to ask them to walk twenty kilometers, most of them will collapse on the ground from exhaustion and be unable to get up.

Meijuan asked again: "What would you do if there was no such foggy landscape?"

Huang Ziqi glared at her: "Aren't you being arrogant?"

Song Yu Nuan said, "This is the result of not reading the local chronicles. There is a horse farm, a swan lake, and a ten-mile reed marsh. Any of them will do. That Jemke said he likes adventure and comes from an adventure family. The route is a little off the beaten track, and there is a swamp."

The two people suddenly realized.

After breakfast, they gathered together. Only then did Meijuan remember, when did Jemke say that he was from an adventurous family?
Song Yunuan guessed it by seeing a metal chain hanging on the other party's backpack.

Everyone in the Jemke family has strange-looking metal chains.

It is said that it was the trophy of their ancestors.

When they arrived outside the city, Song Yunuan took the students and started walking consciously.

Because I was prepared, I also had a competitive spirit in my heart. I felt ashamed to take the bus, but Song Yunuan had done the statistics. Several students with weak physical constitutions got on the bus directly. No explanation or excuse was needed. She attracted everyone. The staff's line of sight is good.

This move made those students feel warm in their hearts.

Zhong Shaoqing felt much clearer in his heart, but the surrounding environment made him despair.

After walking for half an hour, it was deserted.

The four bodyguards watched closely.

The original intention was to go to Beidu, where the emperor was at the feet. As long as they explained the situation, even if they were not given justice, according to their character, they would not send themselves back to Xiangjiang.

Whether it is investigation or verification, you will give yourself time to breathe.

It doesn't matter if he fights alone, he is not afraid of being alone, but he is not willing to let mommy's things fall into the hands of beasts.

He wanted to die, but as long as he died, they would get nothing.

But he had to live. Mommy's death was unclear, and she was treated in such a way that she could not reincarnate. There was also the murder of grandpa and grandma. These were all related to that beast.

He must avenge them.

Their car drove slowly in front, followed by a large group of summer camp troops.

The little girl named Song Yunuan seems to have a good physique.

She walked in front with relaxed steps, keeping distance from those behind her as she walked, and then she waited sheepishly in place, and when those behind caught up, she repeated her old tricks, just like walking a puppy.

But it turns out that she is Xia Bowen's granddaughter, and a man named Xia Xindong is her brother-in-law.

Xia Xindong, he knows who he is. But never seen it.

She cannot be involved.

Zhong Shaoqing asked him to stop the car. He and four bodyguards were waiting on the roadside. Zhong Shaoqing seemed to be confused. He squatted on the ground and played with mud. He also rolled the mud ball. After making the mud ball, he saw Song Yunuan approaching and rushed towards her. .

He was stopped by four bodyguards.

Fortunately, the people behind him hadn't caught up yet. Zhong Shaoqing just leaned forward and was pulled back in time.

Song Yunuan, who was playing with the children, was paying attention to them, so he naturally saw them at a glance.

The bodyguard was worried that his secret would be exposed and he would be arrested, so he pulled Zhong Shaoqing into the car and drove away. When Song Yunuan walked to the place where Zhong Shaoqing was playing with mud, he saw a mud ball that was not quite round.

Song Yunuan used a stick to pull out a note from inside.

Waiwaiwai: Someone is looking for you in the name of Xia Xindong's video tape. Don't go.

The writing is really ugly.

Not as good as her little Asheng.

Song Yunuan immediately understood that the bodyguards here were from the Shangguan family, and they tricked her into the trap in the name of video tapes.

So, who is this man named Meng Fan?
Suddenly an idea flashed in my mind.

I'm afraid it's not that crazy Mr. Zhong, right?
Song Yunuan wrapped the note in paper and waited for her pursuer with a smile.

Jemke was really convinced.

No wonder she was made the captain, she is really amazing.

He couldn't catch up.

I can't even run.

Seeing her strolling leisurely, Jemke wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Song Yunuan in blunt Longguo dialect: "Lebu Le?"

Song Yunuan spoke in a relaxed tone and jumped on the spot a few times: "It's okay, it's okay!"

Secretary Fan was very satisfied. Everyone was paying attention to Song Yunuan and Jemke at the beginning, and those who were lagging behind could catch up slowly, because Song Yunuan would hold Jemke to talk.

This little girl is not only smart but also in good health.

The appearance is even more first-rate.

Let's just say that her calm demeanor is unmatched by adults.

Oops, her son is fourteen years old this year, which is a bit young, but the third-year-old girl is holding gold bricks.

Then he shook his head hurriedly, wondering what he was thinking.

Such an outstanding little girl is not worthy of the brat in her family.

Everything went smoothly after that. When we hiked down, there was no need to compare, and the atmosphere was friendlier than expected.

Maybe Jemke was lucky, and he actually saw the scene of heavy fog suddenly filling the entire valley.

Secretary Fan, who was panting after climbing up, heard Song Yunuan talk about the human geography here on the way.

Song Yunuan talked so eloquently that she was so shocked that she thought she was facing a knowledgeable professor.

The anxious Jemke scratched his head and ears. Even though there was a translator, Song Yunuan spoke so fast that he couldn't translate it at all.

To learn Long Mandarin, you must learn to learn and master it well.

As night fell, Song Yunuan was alone. Then a bodyguard came over and lowered his voice to Song Yunuan: "Song Yunuan, I am the person sent by Chairman Shangguan. It is useless for you to call the police because I have you." The video of my uncle Xia Xindong going crazy. If you want the video back, come to the woods in the west at ten o'clock in the evening. If you don't come, we will show the video to all the students in the guest house in three days. I believe they will all like it."

After saying that, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and left swaggeringly.