There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 327 Want to Pick Up a Corpse?
After Yan Qingkong went out, he just walked around.

There is a small park with good greenery in the community for more than one kilometer. Yan Qingkong came to the small park after walking.

It's past three o'clock in the afternoon, and there are quite a few old people in the park.

Or singing, or dancing, or playing chess, or exercising, with a happy look...

"Is the time and place set?"

At this time, the Weichat displayed a message, and it was Feng Jiao who sent it, "Why don't I decide the time, at eight o'clock in the evening."

"Then eight o'clock."

Yan Qingkong replied, "Do you have any introduction?"

"Eat or drink?" Feng Jiao asked, "Actually, I'm not very familiar with it now, after all, I just came back for two months."

"Drink a bar, I'll have dinner with my parents at night." Yan Qingkong said.

"Hehe." Feng Jiao.

"Are you still single? You deserve to be single!" Feng Jiao.

Yan Qingkong was confused and said, "What about eating?"

"Don't eat!"

"Then drink."

"You don't want to pick up corpses, do you? Hehe. If so, you're going to be disappointed. I can still drink."

"Pick you up? Hehe."

At this moment, Yan Qingkong was a little surprised, why did he feel that this girl was a little angry?

He didn't think much about it, he just wanted to meet his old friends when he asked Feng Jiao, and he didn't have any thoughts about Feng Jiao now.

"Uncle, my kite is hanging on a tree, can you pick it up for me?"

A little girl ran up to Yan Qingkong and said.

"Where is it?" Yan Qingkong asked.

"That."

The little girl pointed.

"Okay." Yan Qingkong smiled, walked over and jumped slightly, and took the kite down.

"Thank you uncle."

The little girl said happily, and continued to fly the kite.

After a while, there was noise from ahead, Yan Qingkong approached but saw two elderly dance troupes arguing over space.

Then, he raised his hand.

Yan Qingkong took a look, then shrugged and left.

At about five o'clock, Yan Qingkong returned home.

"By the way, Dad, have you bought all the vegetables? I forgot to buy vegetables." When Yan Qingkong walked into the kitchen, he suddenly remembered that he forgot to buy vegetables.

"I bought it." Father Yan said.

"Then you sit and wait to eat."

Yan Qingkong smiled and got busy in the kitchen.

After a while, a seductive fragrance wafted out from the kitchen, which surprised both Yan's father and Yan's mother.

"It smells good."

Mother Yan couldn't help but said.

Father Yan went to the kitchen, looked curiously, and said, "The smell is quite attractive."

But at this time, the whole community was filled with an attractive fragrance, so many people went to the window, and asked who was cooking, and how was it fragrant?
"Fuck, who's cooking?"

"It smells so good!"

The whole community was enveloped by the fragrance, which almost made everyone drool.

An hour later, Yan Qingkong had already prepared eight dishes and one soup.

"It's strange, I don't look different, how come the dishes are different?" Father Yan asked in surprise, he had been standing at the kitchen door watching, his son's cooking skills didn't seem to be magical.

However, the dishes made are different.

"Smells so good! Son, your cooking skills are better than your father's!" Yan's mother praised, looking at the dishes on the table, her appetite suddenly whetted, and her index finger twitched.

"It's too rich, the three of us can't finish it, it seems a bit wasteful."

Mother Yan sat down and said, then picked up the bowl to add more rice.

"Great!"

When Father Yan took a bite, he praised it.

"good to eat!"

Mother Yan said quickly.

After a while, a table of dishes was almost finished, which made Yan's mother and Yan's father a little stunned.

"We ate so much?" Yan's mother was surprised, she couldn't help touching her stomach, it seemed that she was indeed more full than usual, and her stomach was slightly bulging.

"No wonder it can be sold for 10 yuan per table." Father Yan said convincingly.

"Mom, I won't clear the table." Yan Qingkong smiled and said, "I have an appointment with Feng Jiao at eight o'clock."

"You really dated her?" Mother Yan was a little surprised.

Yan Qingkong nodded and said: "After all, we haven't seen each other for several years. Now that we are back, let's meet. I don't know if there will be another chance in the future..."

"I'll just clean up the table, you go take a shower first." Mother Yan said, she stood up and cleaned up the dishes, "Son, is the long lettuce at the Longevity Inn better than these?"

"It's incomparable."

Yan Qingkong said, returned to the room and sent a message to Feng Jiao: "Little Jiaoer, clean up the West River at eight o'clock, I will share it with you."

At this time he went to take a bath.

When he came out of the shower, Feng Jiao had already replied that he knew.

"Son, it's already past seven o'clock, why don't you go out?" Yan's mother shouted outside the door, "Don't hesitate to ask a girl."

"understood."

When Yan Qing came out, he had already changed into formal attire, but he didn't get rid of the mud.

Mother Yan was stunned when she saw it, then she gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Son, handsome! There must be many girls who like it..."

"Then, Mom, I'm going out." Yan Qingkong said.

"Son, car keys." Father Yan threw the keys of the new car.

Yan Qingkong took it and went out, picked up the car from the underground parking lot and headed to Xiheqing Bar.

Qing Bar, also called casual bar, is a bar with light music as the mainstay, relatively quiet, and no DISCO or hot dancers.

It is suitable for chatting, communicating with friends, drinking and chatting.

About 10 minutes later, Yan Qingkong came to the side of Xihe River, parked the car and walked out of Xiheqing.

In response to the operating characteristics of Qing Bar, the design of the bar also has its own characteristics.

In addition to the relatively soft and warm lighting, the design of the bar counter, foyer, and scattered tables will be relatively elegant compared with the luxurious and luxurious fans of the noisy bar.

Moreover, Qing Bar opens earlier than ordinary bars, and ordinary bars usually do not open until ten o'clock in the evening.

And the clean up starts at six o'clock.

"Sir, how many?"

When Yan Qingkong walked in, a girl was ushered in.

"Both of you, find a quiet place." Yan Qingkong said, then looked at the surrounding environment, and found that Xiheqing Bar hadn't changed much.

At this time, light music was playing in the bar.

Although the Qing bar opens relatively early, it is not yet eight o'clock, so there are not many customers in the bar.

Moreover, mainly young couples.

Even if it is a clear bar, there will be more customers after nine o'clock.

At this moment, Yan Qingkong sat down in one place and said, "Let's have a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus first."

"Ok."

The girl nodded and left.

Not long after, a long-haired woman in sexy clothes came over, exuding an alluring femininity, attracting the attention of many men in the bar.

"Huh, beauty?!"

"Fuck, on time."

At this moment, Yan Qingkong was stunned for a moment, while the woman walked towards him, and then sat down opposite, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Little Jiaoer?"

Yan Qingkong looked at the woman.

Although Feng Jiao has changed a bit, becoming more sexy and charming, but he can still recognize it.

"You have changed a lot."

The woman was also looking at Yan Qingkong, feeling a little surprised.

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(End of this chapter)