My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Chapter 197 [Wolf of the Train]

On Monday morning, Yang Chen took a small suitcase to the China Shipping Airport. He came to the airport for the second time in a short time, and the person who traveled together was Mo Qianni, but the relationship between the two was from the beginning to the present. Already two concepts.

Mo Qianni wore a pair of sunglasses that covered half of the white face, pulling a huge suitcase, and a slightly **** sportswear made her look spirited, chewing gum and listening to music with earplugs. Looking at the watch, I was waiting early.

Seeing that Yang Chen came slowly, Mo Qianni pulled the sunglasses playfully and cast a white eye. "Why do I have to wait for you every time, can't the gentleman arrive early?"

"It’s only twice in total, what is it every time?" Yang Chen reached out to Mo Qianni’s jacket pocket without any help. He wanted to touch the chewing gum to eat.

So many passengers walked around, Mo Qianni was naturally embarrassed, and shyly reached out and patted Yang Chen’s arm. “Touch what touch! No gum!”

Yang Chen touched an empty space, and did not rush to take out his hand. He squeezed a few pieces of Mo Qinni's soft and delicate waist through the clothes, and recovered it after a handful of addiction.

Mo Qianni's face was red, and she forced a few in the waist of Yang Chen. She also sighed with anger: "I know that bullying me is such a small three, and it is cheaper to have your wife!"

Yang Chen suddenly remembered a sentence: Xiaosan did not have human rights... But this is absolutely not dare to say in the face of Mo Qianni.

The two played on the plane and arrived in Sichuan for almost four hours.

Yang Chen saw the sweet air hostess with a smile, and she missed the "unconscience" chick. When she mentioned her again, she had to accept her life. Yang Chen thought, is it necessary to check which one she is? Flights, so as not to have a long night dream.

After spending more than three hours on the plane, the plane entered the boundary of Sichuan Province, gradually descending, and there was a thick cloud layer. It was already possible to see the scenery below from the cabin window.

Mo Qianni leaned against the window and stared at the rolling hills on the land, the green scenery, and the gods.

"I haven't been back for more than ten years?" Yang Chen saw her showing sentimentality. She was afraid that she was too excited and removed Mo Qianni's attention.

Mo Qianni’s eyes were red and nodded. “Well, I still remember the hard work of that year. From these ravines, I went all the way to the China Sea. I didn’t expect to be back in the plane. It’s like entering. Another world is the same."

"Is there a gift for your mother?" Yang Chen asked.

"Don't tell you," talking about her mother, Mo Qianni's eyes are full of joy and expectation, apparently she can't wait to see her only relatives.

Another half an hour later, the plane landed at the provincial capital airport.

Mo Qianni’s hometown, according to her, is located in the Qilian Mountain area, a small mountain village named Kunshan Village. Because the road section is too remote, it is necessary to take the train to the periphery of the mountain and then enter the interior through the bus on the Panshan Highway. Walk a dozen miles on foot to get back.

Yang Chen heard this series of traffic, the scalp numb, could not help but ask Mo Qianni, "Your old home, will not even have electricity?"

Mo Qianni gave him a look. "How can I call me if I have no electricity? But the traffic is inconvenient, the wires are still put in. Our village is not a small village. The two parts of the north and the south add up, and there are also hundreds of people! ”

Yang Chen sighed with relief. The occasion of "candlelight dinner" was occasionally sentimental. If it is too much, it will be nausea.

After the two men took a taxi to the train station, they found that the train to the small town station below the Qilian Mountains was still an old-fashioned train. The speed was slow and the sound was too loud.

After buying the ticket, the two casually made a lunch at the snack bar outside the station, and then boarded the train.

There are not many people in the train compartment. When the car is launched, there are more than a dozen of the townspeople in the dozens of seats, most of whom are outside to sell some natives.

When I got on the hard seat of the train, Mo Qianni got asleep and squatted on the table in front of the position. Even if the noise of the train was so noisy, she still fell asleep quickly.

Because the train had to travel for two hours, three stops in the middle, so after a while, after the first site, it was up.

This is a group of men with a sling and a coarse cloth. Several people still carry cigarettes, and the pungent smell makes the car immediately smouldering.

Because there is almost no railway control here and the equipment is old, there is no one to restrain the rough behavior of these mountain men. The soil-covered shoes are put on the car and are full of pollution. Everyone is used to it.

Mo Qianni, who was awakened by the unpleasant smell and the noisy voice, opened her eyes and saw many people around her, and she smoked unscrupulously, causing her to frown.

After leaving this land for a long time, she suddenly felt uncomfortable with the unchanging group of people.

At this time, the group of men are also holding Yang Chen and Mo Qianni, especially a few fans, always staring at Mo Qianni.

Most of the women in the mountains are hard-working, all of them are thick and big, their faces are dark, and the blush is prominent. How can a woman like Mo Qianni wear fashion and delicate skin color, and at this moment, because she feels uncomfortable, she frowns, Like Lin Linyu, because of the wind and cold couch, it is a tendency for men to have blood and arrogance.

Finally, there was a black-faced man who couldn’t help himself. He left the seat and came over. He sat directly next to Yang Chen, and looked at Mo Qianni’s slightly nervous face while screaming at Yang Chen’s mouth, revealing a bite. Yellow and black teeth, "Brother, where are you?"

Yang Chen was looking at the mountain scenery that slowly retreated outside the window. The changes in the car, he did not care too much.

Hearing the black-faced man's accent filled with Sichuan flavor, Yang Chen smiled and said, "From the China Sea."

"Zhonghai?" The black-faced man is like seeing something strange. He looks at Yang Chen up and down. "No wonder, wearing clothes, swearing, and squatting here is not the same in the country. The news on TV is old. That building is really high, hey, do you live in a building that is so tall, not afraid of falling?"

In the face of this almost nonsense problem, Yang Chen did not know how to answer, "I don't know, I never thought about it."

The other mountain men who got on the bus together laughed. "Black mud, don't pull those nonsense, have a fart and let go!"

Black mud took a look at them, only to Yang Chen said: "Brothers, go to the mountains? Go dry?"

"Go to see a very important person," Yang Chen said vaguely.

Mo Qianni saw Yang Chen and the man named Black Muddy actually talked and talked, and looked at the window with helplessness, pretending to know nothing.

Black Mud laughed and said: "Brother, you are a daughter-in-law who is really watery. It can't be like this for hundreds of years in the mountains. Those women are thicker than the old men, and the legs can be hair!"

Yang Chen smiled unspeakably. He found that Mo Qianni had some tremors on her shoulder. She wanted to see that the woman in the mountain had already included her and her mother, which made her feel very unhappy.

The black muddy suddenly snapped into the ear of Yang Chen and said in a low voice: "Brother, a few brothers want to have a good time, let your wife help me, let the brothers and sisters in the car cool and cool. ?"

Although his words have deliberately lowered the sound, but still rough and tight, the opposite Mo Qianni vaguely heard.

Mo Qianni, who had long been disgusted with this group of people, couldn’t help but slam the table. She angered and screamed: "Rogue! Give me a roll!!!"

Mo Qianni was angry, but she didn't want to be just the right way to talk about this mountain man!

I saw the five or six rags that were originally sitting on the side, and the man in the mountains with the poles stood up and surrounded them with a smirk.

Black Muddy also stood up and said with a dissatisfied voice: "Why are you a little wife? Who are you doing or what have you done to you?? When you are a good man in the mountains, do you bully?"

Some other passengers in the car have also noticed the situation here. Some people know what is going on at a glance, and they sympathize with Mo Qianni, but some people are still gloating to plan to watch the show. It seems that this kind of thing also It didn't happen in these two days.

"You...you..." Mo Qianni also found herself in a trap. Seeing that more than six men were around the seat, she couldn’t talk about what the black muddy said, let alone, say It’s useless. This group of people deliberately depends on themselves and wants to take advantage of it!

Yang Chen got up and took Mo Qianni's hand and pinched it.

Mo Qianni remembered that there was Yang Chen around her. She couldn’t help but let her down. She knew Yang Chen’s more horrible side. These people naturally didn’t talk about it, but obviously the unhappiness in the heart was not so easy to calm down.

"Brother, you are not kind to this wife, this is not to give me black mud face in front of so many people, if you don't ask for a statement, you will not mix well later." Black muddy face and righteous words.

Several other men are also attached, and his eyes are straight on Mo Qianni.

Yang Chen and Fu Qianqian sat down, thinking about whether to beat the group, or to drop the train to let them go back to the mountains, but did not want to, the situation suddenly changed.

A long bamboo pole, suddenly from the back of a diagonal angle, squatting on the head of a man standing on the fence!