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Chapter 174 A Shy Dog

But she didn't expect that she would reach the island smoothly all the way without encountering the best or human traffickers.

Instead, on the bus from Yangcheng to Jiangkou, I met an older sister who was going to the island to join the army.

The eldest sister's surname is Yang Qing, she is 26 years old and comes from the northwest.

This person has a cheerful and carefree personality. Because they boarded the bus at the starting station and their seats are next to each other, the two chatted for a few words and learned that Yi Chichi also went to the island to visit his relative. This person started directly. Chatterbox.

She talked about everything, about herself, how her hometown was, how happy and excited she was to come with the army this time, and so on.

After that, I asked Yi Chichi if she wanted to join the army?
Yi Chichi curved his lips and smiled, "We'll talk about it later."

I'm not ready to get married yet, so it's too early to join the army.

She had to confirm Wen Shi's attitude toward him who couldn't hold her in his arms.

Yang Qing didn't think much, but felt that her smile was a little strange.

Just then, the car started.

Yang Qing, who originally wanted to chat with her for a few words, immediately closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, his nerves tense.

Yi Chichi saw her clenched fists with veins, and was about to ask her if she was nervous when he found that she suddenly covered her mouth and made a sound of retching.

"Motion sickness?"

She understood instantly, Yang Qing hummed, not caring about answering, trying hard to suppress the nausea in her heart.

But anyone who has experienced motion sickness knows that once you faint, it is difficult to rely on willpower to suppress physiological reactions.

Unfortunately, Yang Qing is also a patient with severe motion sickness.

I was so dizzy that the sky was dark and my face was as white as paper.

Listening to the sound of her vomiting, Yi Chichi, who was not prone to motion sickness, felt that he was about to vomit. He quickly handed a sour apricot to her, "Sister, take one and squeeze it down."

If it didn't work, she would have to give Sister Yang two injections to relieve her pain.

The strong smell of sour apricots swept across the tip of Yang Qing's nose. She took the sour apricots and stuffed them into her mouth with great energy. Her mouth was filled with saliva, and the feeling of nausea and vomiting was successfully suppressed.

Chew it, chew it. After swallowing the whole sour apricot, she shamelessly asked for it.

"Sister, can you give me another one?"

"Yes."

It was convenient for herself to be with others, so Yi Chichi readily gave her the small bag of sour apricots.

"Sister, when you feel uncomfortable, take one to suppress it."

Don't vomit, don't vomit. There are many people in the car and the air is not good. The chain reaction caused by vomiting is terrible.

Yi Chichi really didn't want to suffer this.

"Thanks, girl."

Yang Qing didn't want to be polite to her. Motion sickness was really scary and she didn't want to vomit.

It would be a pity to spit out the food that I just ate not long ago.

She smiled apologetically at Yi Chichi, "We'll talk after we get off the bus."

"it is good."

For the rest of the journey, Yang Qing entered the stage where he closed his eyes and rested with sour apricots in his mouth.

When the sour apricot taste in your mouth is almost gone, try another one.

In this way, relying on the more than ten sour apricots given by Yi Chichi, she persisted until she reached Jiangkou Station.

"Sister, let's go. I'll take you on the ferry."

"it is good."

Yi Chichi followed her except the station.

The weather in Jiangkou is very good today, with clear blue sky but windy.

The gentle wind is not as dry as the wind from the north, but carries a moist moisture.

"Where is the port?"

She asked curiously, and Yang Qing, who had been here once two years ago, smiled and said, "It's very close. It takes about half an hour to walk there."

That's really close.

She could hold on for half an hour with bare hands, but with a pile of luggage she felt like she couldn't hold on.

So, she asked, "Is there no tram to the port?" "There should be, but I don't know how to take the tram."

Last time she came here, Old Huang picked her up and said he wanted her to see what the cities in the south looked like and walk there.

She knows how to walk, but she has to ask someone about taking a car.

"How about we find someone to ask for directions?"

"Walk."

Nothing that can be solved with money is a big deal. Anyway, Yi Chi doesn't want to walk with a heavy load just to save some fare.

So, the two of them found a kind-faced elder sister and were about to ask for directions when a loud voice suddenly came out——

"Chichi, this way!"

Yi Chichi's eyes suddenly widened, and when he heard it, he got stuck and came to pick her up?
She was overjoyed, turned her head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Wen Shi running over sweating profusely.

Next to him was a man in a navy uniform.

She is tall and thin, with a dark face and thick black eyebrows. Her serious face reminds her of a certain dean in her native world.

Yang Qing smiled happily and waved to him, "Old Huang, I'm here."

Huang Qingshan grinned, "I saw it, just stand there and don't move."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed over like lightning.

Wenshi arrived at almost the same time as him.

Then, the two men stretched out their hands towards them.

"Give us something."

Yang Qing said oh, and Ma Liu took off the large and small bags on his body and piled them on Huang Qingshan.

Yi Chichi did not hesitate to give in too much.

The man who transformed into two mobile luggage racks looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

No wonder they got together, the relationship seemed to be okay, and after a long time of sex, the two lesbians had similar temperaments.

Putting the weight on his hand, he turned around and asked her, "What is this, so heavy?"

"The new soybean paste, aunt asked uncle captain and the others to exchange for pine nuts, dried mushrooms, etc., as well as your favorite mushroom meat sauce, dried meat and the like."

For her trip, Wen's mother almost emptied her family's fortune.

Not only did he buy various good things for Wen Shitao, he also bought her a pair of white white shoes, and took out a piece of azure brocade at the bottom of a box that had been treasured for many years and asked her to make clothes for herself.

The weaving technology of old satin is probably extinct, so it can be made into a family heirloom.

This kind of fabric is only suitable for making cheongsam. Anything else would be a waste of satin.

However, now is not the time to wear cheongsam, so she can only refuse and let Wen's mother continue to press the bottom of the box.

Remembering the sadness she felt when she rejected the satin, she glanced at Wen Shi and said sourly, "Auntie is so kind to you."

"Don't be sour. I'll be nice to you in the future."

His tone was strong, but the roots of his ears were so hot that they were so red that they wanted to burn up.

Huang Qingshan, who was a few steps behind him, saw his red ears, and the corner of his mouth twitched. This worthless thing would not stop crying until Comrade Li and the others attacked him.

But he becomes a shy dog ​​in front of his partner.

"Brother and sister, do you know what Lao Wen's temper is like?"

Huang Qingshan's mouth smelled like a big scumbag, and Yi quickly understood that this was because they had misrepresented their accent.

Northeastern dialect has a magical power. No matter what the speaker is, if you get together with them, your accent will change unknowingly over time.

She smiled and responded, "I know."

Quite a dog.

Even if she didn't know it before, the nearly one year of correspondence was enough for her to understand his nature.

He clicked his tongue, returned to Yang Qing, and said softly, "Daughter-in-law, look at them, they are so boring."

"You are all an old married couple, so naturally you are not as energetic as us."

When I heard it, I felt as if I had ears for the wind, and I didn't even turn my head to say anything.

Huang Qingshan subconsciously wanted to fight back, but Yang Qing poked him with his finger, "Can you please stop being annoying?"

It's so sweet to let people talk in whispers.