"I said that the owner is like the son of a boss in the processing factory. He came to Bhutan a few days ago. Somehow the car overturned on the road, but there was no damage to the person."

"You and I know how the car flips. It's a blessing to have no damage. Let's go back to your house." Wang Fan waved his hand, and Busan drove the car to the road back to the village.

The villages in Bhutan are not like those in China. On one side are the fields and everyone is crowded together. All their houses are built in the center of their own fields, so there is a good distance between the houses.

, Maybe it's less lively, but it's also less common gossip about right and wrong. In Busan's words: Everyone is actually practicing. Getting too close will have an impact on each other and maintain a certain degree of appropriateness.

Distance is good for everyone.

The Busan family is still a traditional Bhutanese residential building. When you enter a newly built courtyard gate, three small buildings in the shape of Pinzi, the center is naturally the residence of the owner of the house.

Busan parked the car outside the yard, "Brother, wait a moment, I'll say hello first." After that, before Wang Fan could react, he hurriedly trotted in.

"Say hello? Is his dad not likes to disturb outsiders? Then why am I still living here?"

Wang Fan got out of the car and stood up to look into the yard. The wall of the yard was not high, so he was just at his chest. Through the wall, he happened to see Busan walking to the door of the main building.

At this time, a beautiful little woman walked out of the main building, a few years younger than Shang Busan. When she saw Busan coming in, she first scolded Busan and then slapped her with a little bird.

He lay down into Busan's arms.

"It turns out that I have a strong wife in my family. It turns out that the one I want to report is not my father, but my wife."

The young couple kept warm for a while, Busan pulled the woman and turned around. He happened to see Wang Fan looking here, his face turned red with embarrassment.

On the other hand, the little woman in Busan's arms, the little intimacy between the couple was seen, and she didn't think there was anything wrong. She just blamed her husband for bringing the guests and didn't say it in advance. It was easy to do

Click to prepare.

Busan's wife is Kunlang (the civilians in Bhutan have no surnames, only names, and their names are not distinguished from men and women, so they only recognize people by name, and probably nine out of ten will miss them). He has worked in Royal Bhutan Airlines before.

The flight attendant speaks fluent English and Chinese.

"What a blessing, you actually asked a flight attendant to be your wife." While Kun Lang was entering the house to make tea, Wang Fan said to Busan enviously. He only listened to Ge when he was hospitalized about Bhutan Airlines.

Lan said: The only one in the world who dares to fly Bhutan is the Royal Airways Bhutan, because it has to cross the towering Himalayas, and the entire Royal Airways Bhutan has only two aircraft, so you use it

You can calculate how many flight attendants can have on your toes.

"Hehe, it's my mother-in-law who helped me. Because my family lives in the next village, I often come to help take care of it. Later... I became familiar with it." Speaking of the lang story of chasing girls, Busan was a bit of a problem with it.

Sorry.

However, only this story will happen in a pure and good nation like Bhutan, which "does not aim for material pursuits". If it were somewhere else, how could we wait until the poor boy Busan starts?

Kunlang brought out salty butter tea to treat the guests, "You guys chat first, I'll cook for you."

"Not busy, sister-in-law, I agreed with Busan before coming, and I will make this meal."

"What, how can you let the guests cook by themselves? Busan, what's going on."

"I can't blame me for this. I didn't let him cook by myself, and I couldn't invite the prince to come." Busan defended his grievance.

The heavy explanation work should be left to Younai Busan. Wang Fan asked the location of the kitchen and went in first. In fact, Wang Fan, who grew up in Futian since childhood, had a lighter taste. After reaching Hongjing, although

It has been adapting to the local customs and has changed a lot. However, over time, I really miss the light "hometown taste". Especially after a big injury during this period, there is a plot of missing you.

Since Wang Fan insisted, Kun Lang could only let him go. Anyway, there were fresh meat and vegetables at home, so it would be enough to add some wine. So he went out with a basket, leaving only two masters at home fiddling with.

"You two young couples in your family? There is no old man?"

"My mother-in-law died the previous year, so Kunlang quit his job as a flight attendant and then made the family business. My parents lived in the next village."

Wang Fan suddenly remembered that Prince Qiu Deng also said that in Bhutan, the property in the family is passed down to women but not men, and when a woman gets married, she is "never leaving home after getting married". Men are all married into the family. Isn't this a copy of the "

The Kingdom of Women “is it.

At the dinner table, Kun Lang knew that Wang Fan was still the princess who was chasing him, and he was even more happy. "I didn't expect that I could taste the food our future princess made by himself first. After saying it, the princess probably wanted to listen to it.

I'm jealous of me."

After drinking and eating, he knew that Busan and his wife hadn't met for several days, so he gave the couple some time. Wang Fan used the excuse that he was tired and went back to the room early.

Opening the window, there were countless stars hanging in the starry sky that were within reach, very close and bright. Wang Fan thought to himself that the women at home and the baby in Liang Xinyi's belly. Wang Fan thought to himself that if one day he could

I am taking a group of wives, children, and young people to live in this quiet paradise and stay away from the troubles of the world. Could this be the pursuit of my life?

In fact, Wang Fan really hasn't thought about what kind of life he wants. When he was young, he thought about eating and clothing, and not being bullied. When he grew up, he had a woman who loved him, and he thought about it again.

How can they make their lives better? Now that they are going to be dads, they are thinking about how to help them grow up well and stop going from their own mistakes... Are these your ultimate pursuit? Are they what you want

?

Thinking of the child, Wang Fan called Liang Xinyi.

"Hey~ Who are you looking for?" A soft voice from the other side of the phone.

"It's me, Xinyi." Wang Fan was stunned. He had only been away for a few days. Could it be that he could not even hear his own voice?

"Of course I know, am I asking you, did you call me or the child?"

"Yes, is there any difference? Can our children listen to the phone?" Wang Fan smiled awkwardly.

"Of course, you said, who are you looking for?" Liang Xinyi was serious.

"Look for you, my wife." Wang Fan was helpless.

"This is almost the same. If you dare to be young but not older, be careful that I will let my son ignore you in the future." Liang Xinyi then showed a sweet laugh.

"Where are you now?"

"Of course I'm at home in Hongjingcheng. I still have to go to work. I can't live in the village and run back and forth every day. In my current situation, I don't have an excuse to ask for leave."

"How can that be done? Who will take care of you?" Wang Fan said nervously.

"Mr. An Lan, she is now my personal bodyguard and nanny. She insisted that I help her find a job as a cleaning aunt in the police station, and I go in and out with me every day. Where do I want to go?

Before I arrived, all the square corners in front of me were cleaned up completely. Even my colleagues thought that the cleaning lady was invited for me.

Once we really couldn't arrange the manpower anymore, and even I had to go on a mission to catch a thief gang. When we got off the car, we saw that these people were kneeling in a row in an order, waiting for us to go.

It turned out that before we came, a masked old lady was already afraid of them, so she dared not to obey. This matter was revealed in our bureau." Liang Xinyi was depressed and said with depression.

Wang Fan shared various interesting stories, but Wang Fan felt very uncomfortable when he heard them. Because the relationship between the two was not clear, Liang Xinyi didn't even dare to tell the matter about her pregnancy to the unit.

"Xinyi, do you hate me for not dealing with your father's affairs first, but instead came to Bhutan?"

"There is one thing, but there is nothing to do. My father is not that easy to do work. But you can't neglect it either. I can wait, but my stomach can't wait. When I can't wait any longer, I have nothing to do.

Follow Master An Lan to Futian." Liang Xinyi sobbed in grievance.

Wang Fan was speechless.

"Boy, I still say the same thing. Unless you married my Xinyi as a matchmaker, you don't want to see her again." Master An Lan snatched the phone and shouted, and his phone was hung up.

Wang Fan put down the phone number in his hand. Oh, getting married, how could so many women give him a title? This is something that cannot be done in China. Is it really necessary to...

Under the quiet night sky, there is only the distressed Wang Fan.

The vibration of the "Zizizi" phone disturbed Wang Fan's thoughts. It was Yuhan's text message: The car is moving, I'll send a code to follow you on your phone at the same time.

Wang Fan was about to call Busan, but he thought that the couple had already slept, and shouting in the middle of the night would scare them, so he jumped off the windowsill alone.

Wang Fan used the wire to touch Xiao Wuling and placed his phone on the bridge. The phone showed that the monitored Hummer was driving out of the factory. Wang Fan slowly leaned up with Xiao Wuling.

Just as he was about to get on the main road, Wang Fan saw the lamp post of the Hummer from afar. Wang Fan turned off Xiao Wuling's headlights and kept a distance between him and Hummer.

After the Hummer turned on the main road, he drove all the way to the city. Wang Fan called out the monitor. The Hummer was very quiet, with only a burst of car sounds. It was estimated that there was only a driver in the car, so he couldn't receive any.
Chapter completed!