The next morning, Ye Feng took the eight o'clock train to leave Irkutsk.

The train slowly drove to the small town of Baikal, which was the closest to his farm.

Ye Feng sat on the train and recalled everything that happened last night.

Although in fact nothing further happened between the two, memories always add a layer of haziness.

Anna is a very traditional woman, this is what the system told him, and he can also feel it during contact.

The system even told him that Anna is still a virgin.

People in China are always misled that Western women are very open, but in fact, there are a large number of traditional families in the West.

They are devout believers in Christianity and retain extremely conservative living habits, and are not as promiscuous as portrayed in movies and TV dramas.

Anna is one of them, and in his opinion, Anna has a mysterious color.

What kind of girl would like to fly an airplane, free fighting, and such wild sports?

But it is hard to tell from the appearance.

Anna exchanged WeChat with him and agreed that she would come to Ye Feng's farm after she finished her business in Moscow.

After Ye Feng got off the plane yesterday, he changed to the phone card he bought in China to ensure that he could access the Internet normally.

He opened WeChat before going to bed last night, and the circle of friends he posted before the plane took off had already received several comments.

Most of them were sarcastic.

Chen Cong: Brother Feng is going to brag to the end!

Zhang Ling replied to Chen Cong: No, Brother Feng was afraid that he couldn't bear the blow and went out to relax!

Lin Lina: Be careful, if you run out like this without caring, your uncle and aunt will be so worried!

……

Mr. Zhang: You don't come to work, so you go out and hang out? Do you still want to work?

When Ye Feng saw this, his heart skipped a beat. He was so excited that he forgot to ask for leave from his boss!

But then he thought, why should I ask for leave? I have a farm, so I have to go back to work?

Isn't that a masochist?

The only good-looking post under that circle of friends was posted by his mother,"Be careful on the road."

He reported to his family that he was safe, turned off his phone and went to sleep.

He had a beautiful dream at night.

Come to think of it, the town of Baikal that Ye Feng was about to arrive was a very small town, with less than two thousand people in total.

Among them, there were also some farmers and hunters scattered around.

The permanent population in the center of the town was just over a thousand.

Although the area around Lake Baikal has a continental climate, due to the high latitude, the temperature is generally low throughout the year, and there are several months of extremely cold weather.

The houses of the people in the town are basically wooden structures, and there are very few concrete buildings.

On the one hand, it is because this place is relatively remote, and the transportation cost of building materials is too high. On the other hand, it is because this place is very close to the forest area, and it is very convenient to obtain materials locally.

Another important point is that concrete structures are prone to brittle failure in extremely cold weather and are not safe enough.

Ye Feng arrived at Baikal Town, which is still a few kilometers away from his farm, so he planned to hire a taxi on the street.

But he planned to have a quick meal first. After looking around, he was surprised to find that there was actually a Chinese restaurant opened by a Huaxia person in this town.

He ordered a few buns, a large pickled vegetable, and a bowl of porridge.

With this configuration, Ye Feng knew that the owner was from the Northeast. But then again, the eating habits of the Far East are more or less influenced by the Northeast.

The owner is a man in his thirties, more than 1.8 meters tall, and looks tough. His wife is a little fat, which reminds Ye Feng of the rumor.

The owner said that there have been more and more tourists here in recent years, so he opened a restaurant here at the instigation of his wife.

That's true. More and more Chinese people are traveling abroad now. Li Jian's song"By the Lake Baikal" has set off a tourism boom in Lake Baikal. The meal was quite comfortable. Ye Feng paid the bill, said goodbye to the owner, and found a taxi on the street.

The driver was a 50-year-old uncle named Petrov. He was very surprised to hear that Ye Feng's Russian was so standard.

"It's rare to see a Chinese who can speak Russian as standard as you. You Chinese like to speak English, but we Russians hate English so much!"

Uncle Peter seemed a little angry at some countries that speak English.

Ye Feng certainly understood. The uncle's generation was too miserable. They were in their fifties. When they were in their early twenties, the great country collapsed and they had a miserable life for a long time.

And the Russians' English was really not that good. Even in the capital Moscow, you couldn't communicate easily if you only knew English.

The two talked a lot on the way. He said that in recent years, there have been more and more Chinese tourists here, and life has been better, but young people are still unwilling to stay in their hometown.

They prefer to go to Moscow or Western Europe.

Siberia does not have the bright lights and nightlife that young people like.

It seems that taxi drivers all over the world are so talkative. Ye Feng thought so.

While chatting with Uncle Peter, Ye Feng's eyes were attracted by the beautiful scenery of Lake Baikal.

The lake was sparkling, and the sunlight was like broken glass.

The forest farm on one side of the road is always the lush green of coniferous forests!

The snow-capped mountain peaks faintly visible in the distance sparkled under the blue sky.

The white clouds were like balls of cotton candy, without a trace of color.

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