Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

Su Mo didn't go to bed until noon the next day because she called Yaozi very late last night. After she woke up, she looked at her mobile phone and suddenly woke up.

I was annoyed by a Tao yesterday. I've made up my mind to check out today. Who knows, I've been sleeping until now... It seems that I'm really frustrated and let a Tao, a financial fan, earn another day's room money.

Su Mo tidied up properly and stretched out to look for food. Outside the wooden house, a Tao was shoveling the carbon ash earned by the whole sheep roasted last night. Su Mo walked towards the sky. A Tao saw Su Mo and said hello to her, "get up?" a Tao said.

Looking at a Tao whose face was covered with dust, Su Mo couldn't help gloating and said, "why do you boss have to do these rough jobs yourself? You're not willing to spend money to hire a man..."

Tao smiled with a simple and honest smile, revealing a row of big white teeth. "I'm remote here, and no one is willing to come."

Su Mo tilted her mouth and didn't seem to believe it, because a Tao in her subconscious mind was a financial fan who did everything to make money.

A Tao didn't argue with Su Mo too much. He quickly cleared the ash on the ground, took a look at the bamboo basket on the ground, and Su Mo said, "well, wait a minute, I'll pour out the charcoal ash and take you to dinner." then he left with the bamboo basket on his back without Su Mo's response.

Su Mo looked at a Tao walking slowly to the hillside with a bamboo basket on his back and rubbed his stomach. He thought that although a Tao liked money, he was still very considerate sometimes.

A Tao took Su Mo to the kitchen. The guests in the restaurant either left after dinner, or went to Jiuzhaigou with three or two friends or took photos in the urban area. Su Mo and a Tao are the only people who haven't eaten or played in the whole inn.

Tao did not know where to find a pot of porridge and put it on the gas stove to heat it.

It turned out that his porridge was so soft because it was boiled in a earthen pot.

"Your earthen pot is good," Su Mo went over and looked at the pot carefully. "Where did you buy it, I'll buy one too."

A Tao smiled, "you can't buy this. This is the earthen pot burned by my aunt."

Su Mo looked at the earthen pot and sat back at the table.

"As like as two peas, but you love it," Tao raised the curtain of the cabinet, and there was a pile of crock on it, which was exactly the same as the one used by the Tao. "I have some stock in it."

Su Mo looked at a Tao who looked like a businessman who wanted to sell things, but turned his eyes and turned his back to play with his mobile phone.

Tao is also very strange. Su Mo, who was just so interested in his pots, suddenly became not interested? He's going to make a lot of money

When the white porridge was hot, a Tao filled Su Mo with a bowl, and took out several sweet radishes and the spicy bamboo shoots Su Mo ate last time from a vegetable jar. This small kitchen is like a large treasure chest. A Tao can always produce all kinds of delicious and refreshing food.

"It's going to change these two days," said a Tao, looking at the distant sky.

"Hmm?" Su Mo, who was eating porridge with his head down, heard a Tao's words, raised his head and looked down his eyes. The weather was sunny and cloudless. Could a Tao be gifted to predict the wind and rain? Su Mo is very interested in these mysterious and ancient things. She excitedly approaches a Tao and says to him mysteriously with adoring eyes, "a Tao, how do you see it? Can you teach me?"

A Tao thought back when he heard Su Mo's words. "Ah?" he felt his head somewhat inexplicably, "this ah... You pay the room fee for this week first, and I'll tell you 100."

Sure enough, the profiteer is a profiteer. He tries to cheat Su Mo's money in his wallet.

But his ability to predict the wind and rain according to the weather was so attractive that Su Mo was helpless and could only pay the room fee for a week in advance.

"Can you teach me now?" Su Mo put his wallet into his bag carefully.

"Well," a Tao nodded, calmly took out a mobile phone from the counter and turned on the screen to show Su Mo, "mobile phone prompt, recent red warning, there will be a heavy rainstorm."

Su Mo's face was black, and she shook her fist.

"Give me back the money!" Su Mo shouted to a Tao, looking like he was going to smash the store, "you liar!!"

Tao looked at Su Mo innocently and said, "sorry, we don't have a check-out fee."

It's getting dark, dark clouds are rolling, and it's going to rain soon.

Su Mo dragged his suitcase and left the inn with a dark face.

"Hey, where are you going?" a Tao chased out. "It's going to rain now. There are mud roads on the mountain. What if you encounter debris flow halfway?"

Su Mo now completely doesn't believe a Tao's nonsense, ignores the talkative people next to him, and walks forward without saying a word.

"There are wolves in the mountain," said a Tao

"......." Su Mo hesitated.

"It's said that another girl hung herself from a tree on the hillside two days ago. Today is the first seven."

"......." Su Mo's hand shook slightly.

"Hey, don't go yet. I'll find someone to take you down tomorrow. Now the mountain road is hard to go."

"....." Su Mo stopped and really couldn't go down the mountain on his own legs. Su Mo thought about it and decided to accept a Tao's proposal, but there was still a lot of gas. Su Mo pushed the suitcase to a Tao and turned back to the wooden house.

A Tao carried Su Mo's suitcase and silently helped her carry it up.

There was a heavy rainstorm in the evening. Su Mo was most afraid of thunder. Every time it rained and thundered, Qin Yang would close the window and hold her. Now there was lightning and thunder outside. Su Mo tightly wrapped himself in the quilt and covered his ears to ease his fear.

Early in the morning, Su Mo was awakened by the voice of the guests outside. From their conversation, Su Mo heard that the road down the mountain collapsed. Now it is being repaired. It will take about a week to repair it.

what? Another week? Su Mo had planned to leave the inn today, but now he really can't go.

"Boss! Why didn't you have breakfast today?" someone shouted.

A Tao's voice came, "Oh, sorry, there are no ingredients in the inn. We don't serve breakfast today."

"What?!" came the angry voice of the guest, "you charge 30 yuan for each breakfast, and now you say you don't supply it?"

Su Mo was a little surprised when she sat in bed. Did she have thirty yuan for breakfast every morning? Stingy a Tao gave her a breakfast worth 30 yuan for free?

Those guests made trouble for a while. I can't solve anything. I went back to my room obediently.

After a while, someone knocked on Su Mo's door outside.

"Who?" asked Su mo.

Tao said in a low voice, "it's me. Open the door first."

Su Mo listened to a Tao's words and quickly put on his clothes to open the door. He saw a Tao carrying a tray with two bowls of porridge and a portion of bacon on it.

"You..." Su morgang wanted to ask, isn't there no breakfast? Ah Tao shushed like a spy. He looked around and saw no one. He kicked the door with his feet, put the tray on the table and said, "Eat, there are no side dishes. They robbed them all. This is the pickled meat I kept for the new year. I hid it under the bed before it was found. Have some."

Looking at a Tao's sincere eyes, Su Mo blinked at a loss. What a Tao did was really strange, which made Su Mo wonder if he liked himself.

"Tao..." Su Mo hesitated and said, "I have someone I like."

Tao looked at her for some reason. He frowned and even said, "I have it too."