Follow the ten -class wooden floor stairs upwards, and make a hollow sound of "叩".

The building structure of the corridor makes the corridor look darker. The dark red light intersects with the neon light box outside the window, full of Western style.

Jiang Hao looked around, for fear of missing the slump brought by this new world.

The old man hummed lightly in Cantonese opera, walked to the end of the room, clicked, the door opened.

"That's it." The old man opened the door and pulled the key and dropped the word. He ignored his curious eyes, and Shi Shiran went down the first floor.

Behind the door is three brown -red wooden double beds. The stainless steel beams protruding from the wall are hung with white round white mosquito nets.

The table, the chair dropped half -layer, and the half -exposed wood color looked a little funny.

There is a enamel tea plate on the desktop, and a few porcelain cups with two mantis. There is a bottle next to the stainless steel heating kettle with a bottle with a bottle that says "Administrative Manager's Office".

The tube is scattered in all corners of the table, and there are half a circle of unprofitable mosquito coils next to the humble table corner.

The stainless steel barrels with two cement colors not far from the bathroom not far away are particularly obtrusive on the finely broken -colored floor.

There is a humid and moldy taste in the room. The return of Guangzhou's return to Nantian is particularly serious in spring.

Snake's nose squeezed his nose and said, "Stinky, too moldy."

"Find a beautiful girl, it's fragrant."

Blowing the water, took out a cigarette from the inner bag this morning in Lao Yu. Find the right and right in the drawer to find a match box.

Full of rooms.

"Just be able to make a cannon."

Niu Jingqiang picked up a red towel embroidered with double -hi font and threw it on the blow.

"Go to find it, I proves what is great to show you on the spot."

Blowing water lying on the bed with Erlang's legs, sucking with smoke, the folds were clamped into a line on the face.

Listening to these shameful words, sweet potato Chang hid in the corner like a shy girl.

"Everyone will go back to the village for a few days."

Jiang Hao faced the wall, while holding the money in his pocket, and counted the cost of the house, there were 90 yuan left in his pocket. He had to eat and sleep. Press this posture, you have to return to the house after ten days.

"Where can we find such a big tea?"

Xiaoli packed up the clothes in the bag, took off his shirt, revealing the upper body full of tendon meat, and there were more men's sweat smells in the room.

"Go to the wholesale store on the receipt first."

"If you are here to play." Blowing water murmured.

Jiang Hao opened some dusty curtains and pushed away the flower windows that made the kaleidoscope pattern. The humid wind in spring instantly poured in from the outside. Pedestrians on the streets were three or two, sometimes a few people riding a phoenix bicycle through the shuttle through the shuttle.

Then, then

This is the provincial capital? The world of speakers is like a world of flowers, but at this moment, it is as peaceful as a mountain village.

The light of the moon shines on Jiang Hao's dazed face, the strange and prosperous place, fresh and exciting.

Maybe it was bumpy to the yellow bile water, and it was presumably looking forward to exploring the new world.

Nothing to sleep overnight.

The next day, the early spring was late, and the chickens in the village cried early, and several people were late.

The cow Jingqiang who was used to naked to find his own panties, blowing water to see this scene, and hid the red pants he had fallen last night under the pillow. Looking at the cow Jing Qiang and red face, he held a strong and laughed.

meaning.

"Blowing the water, it must be you, take it out!"

Jiang Hao watched Niu Jingqiang covering herself, chasing the water blowing the room and running, crying and laughing.

"Don't make trouble, clean up, find someone."

The group came out of the door, and behind the front desk, the old man of the front desk was even loudly loudly loud.

Both sides of the street are corridor -style buildings. White houses with several Roman pillars balcony are located on both sides. This kind of building structure is called "five -footed" by the locals.

It was called "riding a building". And such commercial buildings, because the winter is warm and cold in summer, it is all over the province, but it also adds a few exotic style.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ..."

Several people walked towards the flowers, only to walk for two kilometers, and saw a bridge. The bridge was full of dense bicycles. The men and women wearing all kinds of workers' clothing were riding and laughed.

No.

A bunch of seagulls passing through the bridge, passing the four bright red characters "Pearl River Bridge" above.

"So many people, do you get gathered?" Sweet potato Changyan beads couldn't be busy, and he couldn't wait to know several.

"How can there be a collection in the provincial capital, this is to go to work, soil buns." Snake Ming is the only person among the provincial capitals.

Several people kept talking, and the sidewalks passing through the bridge suddenly suddenly opened up. Under the bridge, there was a small pier of the Pearl River under the bridge. You can see a small pier not far away.

Passenger boat, many people stop at the pier, with straw hats and people wearing water shoes to move a basket of flowers on the ground one by one to the passenger boat, narcissus, lily, chrysanthemum, rose ...

The names of the name are all handed over to the owner of the ship.

Most of the signs of Fangcun are written by the name of flowers, such as flower land, which are taken from "Flowers" in the "Millennium Flower Flowers and Flowers, and Liu Lang can return today.

The passenger ships that are traveling day and night are filled with the aroma of life.

The boatman drank, the buyer and the seller bargained, making Jiang Hao feel lively in the eyes.

The passenger boat shakes away from the dock, and the red brick neon on the side of the bridge is the world that they have never seen.

"I finally understand that the storyteller's words." Jiang Hao looked at the dark passenger ship and Qianjiao's charming bouquet, and drifted slowly on the flowing water of the Pearl River.

On the entire water.

"What?" Blowing Shuihui and Niu Jingqiang patronized the beauties on the bridge, only Sweet Potato Chang listened to it.

"Under the Twilight Jin Pavilion, Yuhua Manchuria."

The village of Fang Village in the population, with the bustling scene of flowers blooming, is also as gentle as water.

As soon as Jiang Hao's voice fell, Xiao Li suddenly ran from the bridge.

"Brother Hao, Hao, I seem to see Xiao Yao." Xiaoli wiped his eyes a few times. He was sure that he had seen a back on the back of the bridge just like Xiao Yao.

"Where is it?"
Chapter completed!