The Bodhi Space of the End Times

Chapter 190 Getting into the Purple Bamboo Forest
When two off-road vehicles passed through the tunnel and entered Hongyan Village, adults and children were busy in the fields.

Seeing Jiang Ming and his car appear at the entrance of the tunnel, everyone stopped what they were doing.

When the car stopped firmly on the grain drying field, everyone surrounded it with excitement.

Just as Jiang Ming and Liao Jianjun got out of the car, Lin Xiaomei threw herself into Liao Jianjun's arms with tears in her eyes.

No matter what, she cried first, these days she couldn't eat well, she couldn't sleep well, now that she saw someone, no one could stop her tears.

Liu Suying was not as relaxed as her best friend, she just looked at Jiang Ming tenderly.

The curved lips and yearning eyes all express deep thoughts.

Jiang Ming closed the car door, staring at Liu Suying without blinking, the corners of his eyes and brows were stained with intoxicating tenderness.

When he gently hugged her into his arms, he felt his heart come alive again.

It's been half a month!They had never been apart for so long.

I don't feel anything when I'm busy, but when the night is quiet, I always feel that there is something missing around me, and I'm not used to feeling empty.

The two just hugged gently for a few seconds, and separated after a little comforting lovesickness. After all, there were guests in the car behind.

Jiang Ming turned to look at the Land Rover SUV behind him, and saw the door of the Land Rover was wide open. Zhou Yu, Dean Zhang, and secretary Xiao Li were already standing in front of the door.

On the other side, Liao Jianjun patted Lin Xiaomei who was still sobbing.

Handing over to Aunt Dahua with a look of reluctance: "Second Aunt! I still have something to do, please take care of Xiaomei for me."

"Hey! You go to work, don't worry and leave it to me! This girl is so grown up, she's still crying like a child!"

Aunt Dahua embraced her niece with a smile, her mouth seemed to be reproachful, but she was extremely relieved in her heart.

Liao Jianjun didn't answer his second aunt's words, but raised the corners of his lips slightly.

After rubbing his little head buried in Aunt Dahua's arms, he turned around and walked towards the Land Rover behind with Jiang Ming, Liu Suying and Uncle Liu.

Zhou Yu was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, with his left hand in his trouser pocket and his right hand on Dean Zhang's shoulder to prevent the old man from sneaking into the purple bamboo forest while he was not paying attention.

After Dean Zhang drove into Hongyan Village from the car, his eyes were glued to the purple bamboo forest, and he wished he could hold the purple bamboo and study it right away.

Xiao Li stood aside and tried his best to hold back his laughter. Just like the old man's obsession, his boss is afraid that his life will not be safe these days.

Seeing that Liao Jianjun was finally willing to let go of his wife, Zhou Yu twitched his eyes expressionlessly.

He has never understood why they still like stickiness so much after they have been an old couple for more than ten years.

And Jianjun retired that year because of this woman.

Although he doesn't agree with his friend's practice of wanting beauty instead of career, but everyone has their own ambitions, so it's hard to say anything.

It's just that every time I see their stickiness, I can't help but grit my teeth.

But what shocked him were the villagers in this village.

Half a month ago, when he saw Jianjun and their internal strength, he was severely surprised.

They didn't say anything at the time, and they didn't ask themselves.

Now he saw that the people in the whole village had steady steps and light postures. They all seemed to be Lianjiazi, and their kung fu was not weak.

While thinking about it, a few people had already come to the front, Zhou Yu restrained his mind, looked at his friend and raised his eyebrows and joked: "The golden mountain is flooded again!"

Liao Jianjun pursed his lips and smiled lightly, his face full of happiness and sweetness: "No way, women are made of water."

Jiang Ming held his daughter-in-law's little hand with his left hand, raised his right hand slightly towards Uncle Liu, and introduced to Zhou Yu and the others with a smile, "Brother Zhou! Dean Zhang! This is Liu Minghui, our village head, and my wife's second uncle."

(End of this chapter)