Rebirth 09: Synthetic Male God

Chapter 320 Senior?Master!
Tong Xin slept peacefully and soundly, even more peacefully than in the dormitory in Shanghai.

In his sleep, a big warm hand wrapped around him, as if he was sleeping in his own castle.

There are other stories in the dream that cannot be described in detail, and stories about brave men.

When he woke up, it was already bright and the warm sunshine was shining on his body, but Zhou Rui was no longer around.

Tong Xin sat up suddenly and saw Zhou Rui reading a book on the balcony. His tall body could not fit in the recliner, and he felt a little calmer.

Walking forward with bare feet, Tong Xinyi leaned against the door frame, her perfect figure clearly revealed.

Zhou Rui seemed to hear the noise, looked back at the lazy girl, and said with a smile: "Are you awake? The owner of the B&B provided breakfast. I got two portions back, but to be honest, it wasn't delicious."

Tong Xin whispered: "When did you get up?"

Zhou Rui looked at his watch: "About two hours ago?"

"So early?"

"I had a baby to hold me in my arms last night, so I slept well."

Tong Xin's face was a little red and she bit her lip, as if thinking of last night's dream.

Although the two of them didn't have supper together yesterday.

But today we had breakfast, brunch, lunch, and afternoon tea together.

Panyang Lake has a well-developed water system and is not dry all year round. The lake surface is as clean as jade, with occasional big waves, and the spring scenery is pleasant.

It’s a great place to travel with a group of people.

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It wasn't until the afternoon that the two of them were willing to walk out of that room.

There was food at the B&B, but judging from the situation in the morning, it was not of a high standard. The two asked for directions and learned that there was a village about two kilometers back, where some villagers had opened small shops, where you could eat the most authentic local food. gourmet food.

This area is next to the lake. I don’t know what it was like before, but the tourism industry has developed rapidly in recent years. It is indeed a good choice to open a small restaurant. Even if there are no orders, it is not bad to subsidize the family income.

Zhou Rui and Tong Xin walked along the path behind the B&B, taking their time.

“Is there really anything to eat here?”

Tong Xin wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling a little tired.

Mainly because I can't walk fast.

Zhou Rui opened the navigation on his mobile phone and saw the familiar words "unnamed road" again. He spread his hands and said, "The owner of the B&B said that two kilometers may be a straight-line distance. Do you need me to carry you?"

Tong Xin looked at her muddy canvas shoes and shook her head: "No! I can do it myself, I just have to go slower."

The two walked for almost half an hour before arriving at what the B&B owner called "Red Flag Village".

The name was obviously changed later.

When they first saw the small village, they were on a hillside with an excellent view and a sense of sudden enlightenment. There were only dozens of houses under the hillside, including modern cement houses and old courtyards with gray bricks and white walls and gray tiles. , exceptionally unique.

I originally thought it would be a small isolated village, but it turns out that the other side of the village is facing a highway. No wonder the B&B owner said someone opened a small restaurant here.

They just walked in the wrong direction and walked on the mountain path for so long.

Zhou Rui helped Tong Xin walk down the hillside. There were very few people in the village, only some older people sitting at the door of the courtyard chatting and basking in the sun.

I saw the information on the hillside, but after walking in, I quickly turned around and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

Zhou Rui asked an old man where he could eat, but he replied with a long speech of more than [-] words, but he didn't understand a word of it.

"Uncle! Where is the place to eat? You can just point in the direction with your finger!"

Then the uncle pointed at Tong Xin behind Zhou Rui, then gave Zhou Rui a "thumbs up" and nodded.

Zhou Rui: .
Tong was delighted to see the quiet and quiet appearance of the small village. He forgot about hunger and fatigue, and took out his camera again, taking pictures.

Tong Xin said: "If it weren't for the tourism industry, this place would really be like a paradise. Why don't we see young people here?"

To be precise, there are no middle-aged people, they are all uncles and aunts.

"Maybe as they go out to work, there will be fewer and fewer young people in the village."

Unknowingly, I walked to a courtyard on the edge of Hongqi Village. It occupies a large area and I don't know how many doors there are inside. The door is very old, and the mottled marks tell the story of the past.

Looking in from the outside, there are actually three-story wooden eaves exposed. It is quite rare for this kind of old courtyard to have a three-story structure. In addition, the courtyard is not small, and it looks a bit like a tourist attraction.Zhou Ruiduo took a second look, and there was a mark on the old and thick wooden door that caught his attention.

"Is this a bullet hole?"

This discovery surprised him. He took a closer look and found that it looked like bullet holes.

It's a long time ago, it could be dozens or even hundreds of years. Zhou Rui was a little confused as to how this came about.

Tong Xin pointed to a branch sticking out and said, "Come here Zhou Ruiqi, I'll take a picture of you."

"Isn't it good to take pictures of other people's front doors?"

"Instead of shooting the door, I'll just use the edge of the wall to take the picture."

In order to find the best angle, Tong Xin squatted on the ground, with a pair of white rabbits lying on her smooth knees.

Just as he was posing according to Tong Xin's instructions, the wooden door with bullet holes was pushed open.

An old man with a beard but no hair and a two-foot-long white beard came out.

He looked extremely old, definitely in his 90s. He was dressed in a dark green old military uniform. He was old but not hunched. He was holding a broom that was worn down to only the handle in one hand, and a broom in the other hand. Holding a red plastic bucket, it seems that it is about to be cleaned.

At this age and with such a body, he was probably a [-]-foot-tall man when he was young. He must have better living habits as he gets older.

The old man glanced at Zhou Rui and the two and asked, "You! What are you doing?"

When Zhou Rui heard this, he could actually understand it even though the accent was quite serious. It was probably half Mandarin and half Mandarin. He quickly asked: "Old man, for those who are traveling near us, where is the restaurant in the village?"

The old man raised his hand and pointed in one direction: "The food cooked at Wangwawa's house is delicious."

Then he waved his hands and left.

Zhou Rui nodded and thanked, and walked in that direction with Tong Xin.

Sure enough, I found the so-called Wang Wawa's house.

A nearly 70-year-old man has very few teeth left.
Zhou Rui and Tong Xin looked at each other.
Grandpa "Wang Wawa", can he still cook on the stove?
If you feel more popular, you can have a dinner directly.

"Grandpa Wangwa, is your home a restaurant?"

Wang Wawa took out a faded signboard from behind, which read: "Lao Wang Local Restaurant".

"Then let's have a meal at your place? How many dishes can you cook? Let's do what we can, and don't tire yourself out!"

This guy, if he is being stirred up, maybe he will get his seat!

Wang Wawa tried three times before he successfully got up from the stool. He didn't ask Zhou Rui what he was eating and went to cook on his own.

This meal is really hard to eat!

I originally thought that the bed and breakfast mattresses were of good quality and I was going to give the bed and breakfast owner a good review. Now Zhou Rui has to reconsider.

Grandpa Wang Wawa's legs and feet are not very flexible, but he can cook quite quickly. He stir-fried vegetables with oil residue, cut a large plate of crystal-clear bacon, and also had a kind of beef soup that Zhou Rui had never seen before.

"Wang Wawa" only charged 20 yuan per person for a meal and sent them away, which made Zhou Rui feel a little embarrassed.

On the way back, I passed by the courtyard again, and happened to meet the 90-year-old old man, who seemed to have returned from cleaning.

The old man said: "How is it? Did you go to Wang Wawa's house to eat?"

Zhou Rui said: "Yes, thank you for the directions. It's delicious and very affordable."

The old man nodded and pushed open the old wooden door with bullet holes.

Zhou Rui glanced inside and froze on the spot.

I saw a three-story old building standing in the courtyard behind the wooden door, with a door in front.

There are six plaques hanging above the door, most of which have weathered and faded.

From top to bottom are:
"Pillar of the Family and Country", "Meritor of the People", "Hero of China and North Korea", "House of Glory", "Home of First Class Meritorious Service" and "Home of First Class Meritorious Service Officer".

Six plaques were stacked up one by one, the first two were in traditional Chinese!

Zhou Rui's eyes almost popped out, stung by the bright righteousness.

no!This building is glowing!Can't open my eyes!

This is a master!This is senior!This is an example!
(End of this chapter)