Chapter 2805: Fried bean sprouts with green onions: Is this your son-in-law? Translation
The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy
Xin Ya scratched her head and looked at the time on her phone. It was already past nine oâclock. It was pretty late.
Xin Ya hurriedly got out of the car, then deflated and put away the air mattress. Before she finished tidying up, she looked at Ye Congâs back. âYour injury?â
Ye Cong looked back at his shoulder. It was time to apply medicine.
This feeling of being cared for by others was not bad.
After applying the medicine, they continued on their journey. They would reach the town in the afternoon. However, Xin Yaâs house was in the mountains, so it was impossible for the car to go there. It was basically dependent on legs or a bicycle.
This was probably the first time ye Cong had seen such a town. He even stopped the car and looked for many places. In the end, after Xin Yaâs father came, he went to the mayor and asked him to temporarily park the car at the town hall, only then did he have a place to stop.
âXin Ya, is this your son-in-law?âThe mayor spoke to Xin Yaâs father in a dialect that ye Cong could not understand.
Ye Cong looked at Xin Ya. Xin Yaâs expression was somewhat interesting. She hurriedly waved her hand and spoke in a dialect, âNo, no, heâs me. Heâs my boss. He just hasnât spent the new year in the countryside. I wanted to experience it.â
Ye Cong looked at Xin ya again. He clearly felt that this girl didnât say anything nice.
Xin Ya wanted to bring her boss over. She had secretly told her mother about this this morning, so Xin Yaâs father didnât find it strange. He just didnât expect his daughterâs boss to be so handsome, one had to know that they couldnât find a person like this in all the villages within ten miles.
After putting the car away, Xin Yaâs father brought them back. Last year, Xin Ya had given her parents some money, so her father had hardened his heart and bought a rickshaw. It was much more convenient.
Ye Cong:ââ¦â
Let a young master like him ride this kind of tricycle?
Xin Ya was a little embarrassed. She reached out and tugged at Ye Congâs arm. âWell, if you donât want to ride it, Iâll walk with you. But it might take three to four hours to walk back.â
Ye Cong:ââ¦â
The world was so big, and there were indeed many things that he didnât know.
Once the luggage was put on, there was no more space for the electric tricycle. The two of them still had to sit on it, which was ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhy donât we let Uncle Go back first? I happen to feel that the surrounding environment is pretty good. Letâs walk back,âye Cong said decisively.
Xin Yaâs father could understand Mandarin and was also a sensible person, so he also said, âThen Ya-er, you walk back with Boss Ye. Iâll send the things home for you first.â
Xin Ya:ââ¦â
Four hours? She would be exhausted to death.
âBut ââ
Before Xin Ya could say anything, Ye Cong had already reached out and grabbed Xin YAâs wrist. He smiled sinisterly and said, âThank you, uncle. I didnât say hello this time, so Iâll have to trouble uncle and Auntie.â
âNo, no. Our familyâs Yaâer often says that her boss is a good person. Moreover, our familyâs Yaâer has been under your care for the past two years. We donât have anything else here, but this environment is especially good. Let Yaâer take you to see more,âXin Yaâs father said, he got on the electric tricycle and left with a smile.
Xin Ya rolled her eyes. âDo you know how far four hours is?â
âWhy didnât you say that you were standing for a whole day while filming? Letâs go,âye Cong said as he took the lead and took a step forward.
Xin Ya:ââ¦â
How could it be the same?
Xin Yaâs family was considered a particularly backward mountainous region, especially since their family was located deep in the mountains and was practically isolated from the outside world. Therefore, there was no internet in the mountains, and even the television was probably only available in a few families, there were not many radio stations.
Xin Ya sent a message to everyone before entering the mountains, and then had ye Cong send it as well, because she did not know if she could find the signal inside.
The corner of Ye Congâs mouth twitched slightly. It was hard to imagine how this child had grown up.