cuddling in his arms

Chapter 277 A Deliberate Outing

The two of them sat hugging each other for a long time, and Mo Xiaoli almost thought that they were going to sit together forever.

But An Ziqing suddenly said, "Ah Li, shall we go on an outing in a few days?"

"Okay." Mo Xiaoli replied almost without thinking.

She doesn't need to think about it at all, just like before, she doesn't need to think about anything, she doesn't need to do anything, every time, she just needs to talk, and An Ziqing will arrange everything properly.

The day of the outing was chosen on Saturday, and the driver was Master Wang. This is a master driver with many years of driving experience, and he drove safely all the way.

The car was driving along Huaiyang Avenue, and then got on the highway. Mo Xiaoli asked strangely, "Ziqing, aren't we going on a picnic? Why are we still on the highway?"

An Ziqing stroked her hair comfortingly, and held her in his arms.

Mo Xiaoli's pregnancy reaction was particularly serious when he first got on the highway, and he vomited heart-piercingly all the way. Several times, An Ziqing couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and wanted to go back home, but was persuaded by Zhen Lin next to him.

Chen Lin looked at him and shook her head slightly. Although she couldn't bear it, it was necessary for her to visit her hometown. An Ziqing's last wish was to make Mo Xiaoli no longer lonely. Sometimes, there will be relatives by Mo Xiaoli's side.

An Ziqing could only frown and help her calm down over and over again.

Every time after vomiting, An Ziqing would ask, "Is it still uncomfortable? Is it still uncomfortable?"

Mo Xiaoli shook her head with a pale smile every time, but God knew she was in such pain that she could barely speak.

"I'm sorry, Ah Li, I'm sorry." An Ziqing hugged her, hating himself very much in his heart, why did he let her suffer like this for one of his wishes?
"No...wow..."

Before the word 'thing' was uttered, there was another round of vomiting, and the bile was about to be spit out.

Fortunately, the car finally stopped, and Master Wang said from the front: "Boss An, we're here."

Chen Lin got out of the car first and took a look around the surrounding environment. It was a very beautiful village. In the morning in the village, wisps of faint morning mist floated like silk ribbons in the blue sky. In the village, the sounds of chickens, dogs, Horse hissing, cows braying.Coupled with people's laughter and laughter, it became a vibrant song of morning light.

Pyramid-like haystacks are arranged in sparse piles on the ground, and the sun shines on them, shining with dazzling golden light.

The farmers all got up very early, and most of them went to work in the field, only some old and young women and children stayed at home to look after the house.

"Boss An." Chen Lin called them from under the car.

An Ziqing rolled down the car window, and the fresh air rushed in. It felt cool, but very comfortable.

Mo Xiaoli raised his eyes and saw the piles of haystacks. In the deepest part of his memory, there seemed to be such haystacks. He could stand on them and bounce like a trampoline. Even if he fell down, he would not hurt.

"Here?" Mo Xiaoli kept looking out of the car window with his big black and white eyes open.

"This is Buddha's Hand Village." Chen Lin replied respectfully.

"Buddha's hand? Village." Mo Xiaoli repeated these three words with some hesitation, as if he was asking Chen Lin, or talking to himself.

"Yes, because the shape of this village is like a palm, just like the five-fingered mountain of Tathagata Buddha, it is called Buddha's Hand Village by the local villagers." Chen Lin explained to her slowly.

"Oh." Mo Xiaoli struggled to get out of the car.

She was wrapped in a thick shawl, but she shrank her body coldly.

It turns out that the air in the countryside is so cold that people want to cry.

(End of this chapter)