It was necessary for the car to take a trip along Highway 1. Qiu Xiaoyou and Wu Mingzhu, who were busy making money, did not follow, and Yun Jue's interest became extremely high. Fang Zhe, who was driving, was not squinting. This woman's love for traveling was genuine.
Yes, the camera in my hand never stopped.
After entering a small town on the roadside, Yun Jue returned his attention: "Oh, it's getting late. Let's find a place to stay first and then find food." Some small towns along Highway 1 are in the business of travelers.
.I had bad luck today. All the hotels in the town were full. It was already dark. A police car on the roadside attracted Fang Zhe's attention.
It is obviously not true in the United States to open the door, get out of the car, go forward, and call the police if you have trouble, but if you have money, everything will be true.
A policeman came out of the store opposite. Fang Zhe took the initiative to greet him. The policeman looked at him warily and raised his hand: "Is something wrong?"
Fang Zhe raised his hand with a wry smile: "I want to ask who has a house for rent in this town. The hotels are all full. I don't want to take the risk of traveling all night." After the policeman looked Fang Zhe up and down, he looked at the road again.
Cherokee on the side: "Follow me."
After following the police for more than ten meters, the police at the door of a yard on the roadside shouted: "Aunt Naga!"
This is a very ordinary wooden structure building. A big, round woman came out of the house: "Jack, is something wrong?"
"The hotels in the town are full, and there are tourists who need to be accommodated for the night." Policeman Jack explained. Aunt Naga rolled over like a ball, and asked in an unfriendly tone: "Japanese?"
Fang Zhe said with a smile: "Chinese!" Aunt Naga's face changed instantly, and a smile appeared on her face: "Thirty dollars a night for one person, one meal." Maybe the Chinese have such a docile and harmless impression.
"No problem!" After saying that, Fang Zhe waved in the direction of the car. When Yun Jue drove over, the policeman turned to leave but was stopped by Fang Zhe. The policeman turned around and looked over in confusion. Fang Zhe opened the trunk, took a bottle and took it with him on the road.
He handed over the red wine he drank: "Thank you for your help, a small gift, please don't refuse."
Policeman Jack happily took it, took a look at it and exclaimed: "It looks very good Mouton."
"My wife likes this, and I personally prefer whiskey." Fang Zhe joked, and the policeman patted his shoulder happily: "Your wife has great taste, thank you!" He waved to Fang Zhe, and policeman Jack said goodbye and left.
The door to the yard opened, and Aunt Naga asked the car to be driven in, mumbling: "The house is very ordinary, and the bed is not very strong. I suggest you keep quiet at night." Fang Zhe didn't have anything wrong at all, and replied calmly: "No problem.
." Yun Jue's neck turned red. When Aunt Naga saw this, she laughed happily.
"I like Chinese people. My father went to China in the 1950s. Later, there were problems with Sino-Soviet relations, so he returned to China. Later, the Soviet Union disappeared, and my husband came here with his family."
Fang Zhe understood, this was a hairy aunt, no wonder she looked so friendly with this figure. Then she went to the back. The room was downstairs, and the bed was neatly made. It seemed that this was not the first time to receive tourists. After paying the normal fee,
Fang Zhe and the others came out, and there was another young woman in the living room. She was dressed simply, but she was very good-looking, a bit like her elder cousin.
"Welcome guests, I am Sharapova." She pointed to the direction of the kitchen: "My mother."
Fang Zhe definitely couldn't associate this simple denim and T-shirt combination of a white woman with a sense of style and Aunt Naga. The difference was too big. Yun Jue next to her was holding Fang Zhe's hand nervously.
Say a friendly hello and introduce yourself.
"There will be a barbecue tonight, I hope you like it." Without saying a word, Bova went to the kitchen to help.
Fang Zhe thought for a while and said to Yun Jue: "Bring two bottles of wine in the car and stay in a private home at night. It is necessary to build a good relationship."
Yun Jue smiled and said: "You are very naughty. Have you fallen in love with my daughter?" The two of them spoke in Chinese, so naturally they were not worried about being overheard.
"You're just slandering me. I'm severely face-blind to white women and can't even remember what they look like. You think I'm attracted to them? Besides, I can only look at hairy girls because of their figure. Wouldn't it smell bad if we were close together?"
He said, my skin is still rough. How can it be compared with your silky-smooth skin?" There were no good words at all. After hearing this, Yun Jue had a smile on her face and went out happily.
Fang Zhe, who stayed in the living room, took a look around. There was actually a fireplace in the room, a large dining table in the hall, and a set of sofas. The cover looked a bit worn, and the condition of this house was very ordinary. No wonder they had to receive tourists.
Make some extra money.
Yun Jue, who came in with two bottles of whiskey, laughed and said, "Don't say anything. If you hadn't thought of this, we would have slept in the open at night. This place is not safe at night. It is incomparable to that in China."
"Do you know why the United States promotes the so-called democratic system?" Fang Zhe asked with a smile. Yun Jue looked at him curiously. Fang Zhe saw the admiration in her eyes, and then smiled proudly: "Because of this
The system is terrible, that’s why we have to promote it. If it’s going to go bad, then everyone will go bad together, not just me.”
Yun Jue laughed when he heard this, and raised his hand to gently hit his chest: "Nonsense, the United States is now the most powerful country in the world, and it must have advantages in the system." Fang Zhe smiled and said nothing, how could people nowadays believe in the United States?
Are there any system flaws? Not to mention now, even thirty years later, a group of Chinese people who are accustomed to treating the United States as their father will not admit it even if the United States is in chaos. And in China now, the vast majority of people are
I believe that the United States has institutional advantages.
Fang Zhe would not defend himself. When he saw Aunt Naga coming out with dinner, he quickly went up to help.
Aunt Naga saw the two bottles of wine on the table, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "The wine looks good!"
Bova also came out at this time, holding a large basin in her hand, which contained grilled meat skewers. This was the first time that Fang Zhe had seen such meat skewers. What should I say? The pieces of meat were so real.
If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought it was tofu fruit.
"As long as you like it!" Yun Jue said politely, and soon the four of them sat down, eating large pieces of meat and tasting wine in small glasses. Mao Zi knew that Fang Zhe could drink it, and the two bottles of Scotch whiskey were quickly finished.
Eighty percent of the wine went into the stomachs of mother and daughter.
After eating and drinking, I took a shower and changed clothes in the bathroom. I was naturally tired after playing all day, so I went to bed early.
In the middle of the night, a knock on the door woke up Fang Zhe and Yun Jue. When they opened the door, they saw Aunt Naga holding a double-barreled shotgun: "No matter what happens, don't come out." Fang Zhe saw the person behind the aunt.
Bova, she's also carrying a guy in her hand.
"Okay!" Fang Zhe nodded and closed the door, thinking that it was really unlucky. Yun Jue also got up and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"
Fang Zhe shook his head: "I don't know." At this time, the roar of motorcycles came from outside.