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Chapter 327: On the Road - Yunnan (22)

I always feel like I've eaten myself to the hospital. For the people of Yunnan, this is a common occurrence."

Uncle Qin seemed to be a regular customer here. He ordered a bowl of rice and ate it on the side.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, just eat it with confidence. This is a time-honored brand among our locals. We won't let you eat it and still miss it."

S. S. Chemistry said so, but said that there was nothing to see except the steaming pot. Drinking spoon.

Song Chuyi looked at the delicious fruit. He couldn't help drooling. He continued reading and habitually raised his hand to touch the chopsticks and pick up the shrimp. The snacks placed next to him were suddenly empty.

After looking around, he was about to get up and go get something for dinner, but was stopped by Uncle Qin.

"Girl, where are you going?"

Uncle Qin took a mouthful of rice noodles, glanced at Song Chuyi and said.

Even though the air conditioner was on, Song Chuyi still felt a little hot eating hot pot at this time. Jiang took off the coat he was wearing, revealing a tight vest underneath, outlining his beautiful figure.

"I want to have a snack, go get some bowls and chopsticks."

"Yeah, that won't do. I'm just worried that you don't have any. Hey. When the pot is ready, go in and get it. That's why I specifically didn't bring you bowls and chopsticks. When the pot is ready, I will serve them to you all."

Song Chuying was a little dumbfounded. He thought at first that the boss lady was too busy to remember. After all, it was the restaurant's business and it was still quite good. But he didn't pay attention for a while. He looked around and found that everyone was waiting to eat, and there were empty bowls and chopsticks on the table. Then he suddenly realized.

It looked like Fuling Mountain was destined to usher in a rainstorm with lightning and thunder. After a long wait, accompanied by a drizzle, bursts of thick lightning struck down.

In the duty room on the mountain, two guards

The two men often went up the mountain to patrol and were familiar with the terrain of Fuling Mountain. After about a few dozen days, they reached the top of the mountain. The scene before them was shocking.

The originally lush forest was charred by the felling of trees, but under the rain, it sprouted green buds. Looking at its vibrant appearance, it is estimated that in a few months it will be able to grow strong trunks again.

In this place, only a small area with a radius of about one meter remains in its original shape. When you touch it, the soil is still dry, as if there was an object on it before.

The two looked at each other. Having grown up to this age, they have seen almost everything in the world and probably have some guesses.

One of them took out his cell phone, dialed a few numbers, and a slightly trembling voice sounded.

"Hello, hello, there is something unusual happening at Fuling Mountain, I'm afraid..."

Someone on the top of the mountain was busy making a phone call to report the situation, while at the foot of the mountain, two children were quietly emerging from the woods.

She looked to be about seven or eight years old. Although her face was not fully grown, her delicate facial features showed that she was definitely an incredibly beautiful woman.

For some reason, there were streaks of mud on her little face and the floral dress she was wearing, as if she had rolled around somewhere.

The two children walked hand in hand, looking curiously at the world below the mountain. They blinked their eyes, so cute.

It was market time in the village. It had rained a little before, so in order to accommodate the villagers who had come here after running for a long time, they decorated the nearby auditorium, tidied up everything and started the market.

Now that the rain has stopped, the stalls have gradually spread outside, and it is bustling with people coming and going.

The two of them finally stopped at a steamed buns stall, run by a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties who was nimble with her hands.

After a while, a bun was born in my hands. The top of the bun had layers of folds, and the inside was thick. You could tell at a glance that the ingredients were rich.

The children couldn't help but try to imitate the movements when watching them. The auntie saw this and couldn't help but smile, and her heart softened a little.

After the buns were wrapped, the steamer was opened and a large cloud of white steam rose up. The children had never seen it before so they were amazed and exclaimed "wow".

After the aunt had steamed the buns, she took a plastic bag, put two buns in it and handed them to the two children.

"Take it and eat it. Auntie doesn't charge."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said enthusiastically with a kind smile.