The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Brother, are you sure you saw the beach on this bus?" Yang Xiaoqian asked weakly.

As soon as they heard that the beach was missing, they all got off the train with Yang Yuxuan.

"Well." Yang Yuxuan's tongue touched his back alveolar, frowned and thought for a moment, then took his mobile phone and sent the photo of the beach to several other people, "take this photo and ask in a carriage."

The train stopped for several minutes because of this matter. Several people divided the carriages for speed, and then got on the train quickly.

"I've seen this girl." When Yang Yuxuan was in the ninth carriage, he just took out the photo on his mobile phone, and someone said, "I was sitting here, but I got off at the last stop, saying that the car was reversed and I wanted to buy a ticket to Kyoto."

"Yes, yes," said another old lady, "but this girl is not alone. I looked at her getting off with a man and a woman, as if it were her aunt and uncle?"

Yang Yuxuan frowned.

The beach came out alone. How can there be any uncles and aunts?

"Are you sure she got off with a man and a woman?" Yang Yuxuan asked.

The old lady nodded, "it seems that the relationship is very good. Should it be an acquaintance?"

"I've been sitting all the time. I know," said a middle-aged man next to me. "I met the little girl in the car. Looking at the poor girl, the man made her a bucket of instant noodles, and just as they got off the car, they just went down together."

Yang Yuxuan was a little surprised.

And eat instant noodles made by others?

Is this still the beach he knows?

He never thought much. He had already screened useful information from these people's conversations, that is, a couple of men and women had got off at the previous stop on the beach.

Yang Yuxuan immediately called back.

Then Yang Yunhai will contact the people at the previous station, and it is best to find the beach at the previous station.

Unfortunately, when the phone passed, the radio has been broadcasting circularly, but still no figure of the beach was seen.

After Yang Yuxuan got off the bus when the nearest bus was busy, he rushed towards the last station in the car prepared by the station. I don't know why, he always had a bad feeling.

"Let's... Wait for the train to come and take a seat." Zhao Qitao said.

This guy, don't you know they're here?

However, looking at the tattered Santana, Zhao Qitao still chose to take the train for a while. After all, so many people can't squeeze into it.

"Can't something happen on the beach?" Yang Xiaoqian is a little sad.

"I don't know." Zhao Qitao shrugged his shoulders.

Yang Xiaoqian stopped talking.

Well, if you encounter anything unhappy in the future, you'd better not play that kind of thing of running away from home. In case you get lost, it's too afraid.

And the beach, which was worried by everyone, was lying on a tricycle in a daze at the moment.

"Honey, do you think it will be ok?" The woman said with some worry, "I see the clothes on the girl are very good. Is it the daughter of a rich family?"

"What can I do?" While driving a motorcycle, the man said, "can the daughter of a rich family be so easy for us to meet? And abduct her into the mountains to be a little daughter-in-law?"

"Besides, what can rich people do? Who can run out of that mountain? It's not invisible?" The man said confidently.

The woman was infected by his confidence and nodded with a smile, "this girl is good-looking. This time we made a lot of money."

Can sell a good price!