Reborn 1980 counterattack queen

The torrential rain continued, and when Yu Fushu and Uncle Mo left, the torrential rain became more violent, and the amount of precipitation seemed to have doubled.

He walked along the path to the middle of the mountain, and when he reached the side of the road, Uncle Mo sped up and ran to open the car door, covering it with an umbrella to prevent the heavy rain from entering the car.

After Yu Fushu sat in, Uncle Mo went around the front of the car and got into the driver's seat: "I have seen the storm at the seaside. Haicheng said it was accompanied by the sea. Where have I seen such a violent storm?"

Yu Fushu looked sideways out of the window, his shirt was half wet, his knees were wet and cold, his profile was deep and calm, he looked at the sea at the end of the sky, the gray rainstorm blurred the sea line.

Uncle Mo wiped his clothes with a dry towel for a while, started the car, and suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked, "Sir, we seem to be here to ask questions, why didn't you start that way?"

Yu Fushu frowned lightly: "Well, I forgot."

"You have such a good memory, you can still forget it," Uncle Mo said while driving, "But speaking of it, that little bumpkin girl is quite interesting."

Yu Fushu said: "Stop using this description indiscriminately."

"Haha, I don't think she's angry!"

Yu Fushu didn't answer the call.

With the windshield wipers on, Uncle Mo drove the car very slowly along the road back to Luoxingzui. When passing by the Tin Hau Temple, Uncle Mo cast a glance at the Tin Hau Temple.

When I came here a few times before, it was very deserted, but due to the heavy rain, more people were affected, and the place was requisitioned, and many people were crowded. Now it is very lively.

Uncle Mo thought of the scene of seeing Sun Bailu here before the typhoon, and wondered why Yu Fushu got out of the car and went forward that day.

"Xiao Mister, when you got off the car and looked for that country bumpkin girl, did you just want to ask her about the two uncles?"

Yu Fushu glanced at the front of Tianhou Temple, and said "En".

"Then you didn't ask then, and you didn't ask today."

Yu Fushu frowned: "Uncle Mo, you talk too much today."

Uncle Mo laughed: "It's okay, it's okay, I just found that little bumpkin girl is really fun. We sat there for a while, and a man asked her to marry him, and a sister was crying outside, hahaha! She didn't take it either." We are outsiders, we are not at all twitchy, we are talkative and cheerful! At first, I was surprised that she never mentioned you, Mr. Xiao, to her sister. How could it be possible if other girls stayed with you for one night? I can't bear to share it."

Yu Fushu couldn't listen anymore, so he raised his voice: "Uncle Mo!"

"Hey, okay, don't talk!"

After arriving at Luoxingzui, the car went down a big slope.

The wheels ran over the gravel road, drove all the way to the seaside road in the steep, and finally drove slowly to a large iron gate.

An old man ran out holding an umbrella and opened the iron gate. Uncle Mo drove in and stopped in front of a large white Baroque style house.

The music in the room is soothing and smooth, and the air is filled with elegant incense and expensive perfume. A woman in a knee-length skirt is dancing to the music.

The storm slapped against the glass windows, and the inside and outside of the house were like two worlds.

Just as Yu Fushu put away his umbrella, he was picked up by Uncle Mo.

His leather shoes were completely wet, and he walked around the red brocade carpet in the middle, preparing to go upstairs.

The woman who was dancing suddenly stopped and turned her head to look: "Xiao Shu, you are back!"

The woman seemed to be in a good mood, Yu Fushu said, "Yes."

"Xiaoying called you just now! Do you want to call back?"

Yu Fushu said: "Okay."