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Chapter 1922 Concept problem

"Ah." A scream broke the tranquility in the hot spring pool, which scared Wang Biya.

Zhang Yanming was not surprised at all, and turned his head to look helplessly. He called Yang Yang. Only she would make such a fuss about the occasion.

Even why she called Zhang Yanming. Although those women didn't call her, the situation should be similar to Yang Yang.

It was soaked. This is really a normal situation for southerners, because they have never had the habit of scrubbing the bath since they were young.

Zhang Yanming waved his hand to call the service staff and asked her to take Yang Yang and the others to the shower room and then arrange the technicians for the arrangement. Of course, the bath towel is not allowed, and it is made of pure cotton towels.

"Why is this? So many. I take a shower every day."

"Does it feel great? It's so fucked."

"Hehe." Yang Yang smiled and reached out to Zhang Yanming to rub it: "Do you have it?"

Liao Na and the others, including Guan Feng and Shi Jinglan, were all very embarrassed and hurriedly followed the service staff. Only Yang Yanghun didn't care, and it felt particularly interesting.

This kind of phenomenon is indeed quite common in hot springs here, and most hot springs do not have bathing services, so everyone treated them themselves in the hot spring water. The water was milky white.

Bathing culture is popular among the foot basin. They will carefully clean their bodies before taking a bath. The same is true at home, just because they are afraid of being squirted. Even if no one sees it.

Taking a bath is actually quite physically consuming, but it is indeed quite comfortable. Humans themselves are very hydrophilic creatures.

When she returned to the room, Yang Yang was soft like a ball of plasticine, and he was lying on the bed and humming, not wanting to move at all.

The next day, the light rain was still there.

The hazy mountains are a bit ethereal.

The two people brought by Wang Biya and Fu Hai went hiking the mountain accompanied by security guards, and Guan Feng, Shi Jinglan, and Liao Na's two classmates also followed.

Liao Na and Yang Yang didn't want to move, so they accompanied Zhang Yanming and Wang Biya to raft on the lake and enjoyed the rain in the pleasure boat.

Listening to the sound of the piano, drinking fragrant tea, feeling the shaking of the pleasure boat, and the tranquility and distantness in the rustling rain.

"I finally came here once, why don't you go up the mountain to have a look?"

"It's raining, it's so annoying."

"It doesn't rain on the mountain. The rain is below the hillside, and there is no above, it's sunny."

"Ah? Really?"

"It must be true, why am I lying to you?"

"It's so strange. It's too tiring to climb the mountain. If there is a car that can drive up all the way up there, it's almost the same... The key is that Ten Rain is more annoying. It's wet everywhere, and the shoes will get wet. It's uncomfortable."

"Why don't you go?" Liao Na asked Zhang Yanming.

"I don't believe in Buddhism, why do I go up there?"

"Then why don't you go up?" Liao Na asked Wang Biya again.

"I grew up in the mountains since I was a child. I climbed too many mountains and didn't want to climb anymore. I like the grassland and the sea."

Zhang Yanming felt the same way. He also lives in the mountains and climbs the mountain when he goes out. It is really enough. When he goes to his friends on the plains, he is often excitedly invited to climb the mountain. At that time, he thought his friends were crazy.

The so-called travel is to go to something that is so tired of others from where you are tired of. That’s the reason. The beautiful scenery and beauties around you are the easiest to be ignored because you really can’t feel it.

Why do you always feel that other people’s men or wives are good? Their own family is full of food, food, oil, salt, and farts, while other people’s family always have poetry and passion.

If you don’t have to give, take responsibility, or participate, it will always be beautiful. This is how people are and the scenery is like this.

Wang Biya really has a rare rest. Apart from talking about management and future with Zhang Yanming, he just wants to sleep, even if he is sitting there and sleeping.

Zhang Yanming felt that compared to him, he was the legendary landlord Lao Cai on the screen.

In the middle, Zhang Xiaoyue and Tang Doudou called, and the two children missed him.

"Dad, when you come back, you take care of your wife and your mother. You always say I am so fat, and you even ask me to eat less to lose weight."

"Then do you feel fat?"

"Uh... I'm a little bit, not particularly fat. I'll just exercise, right? I'll run more when I'm in sports."

"Do you want to lose weight?"

"I wonder. But why did you ask me to eat less? I can't afford it. Put the delicious food there and look at it? Are you greedy? Just tell me."

“…and right.”

"That's right?"

Zhang Yanming felt that what Zhang Xiaoyue said made sense. I can’t afford it, so why don’t you? Are you looking at the delicious ones? It’s definitely not.

Moreover, weight loss is not something that can be forced to happen, but that they need to change a habit bit by bit and develop a habit. Children are still young and have time to do anything.

The two little guys were chatting with the phone, talking to him about the things about these days in the sky and the underground. They couldn't tell them at school and at home. They just felt warm.

Being missed is a kind of enjoyment and happiness, especially when being missed by children.

I kept nagging until my mother forced her to hang up, and my phone became hot.

A day was wasted, and everyone was satisfied. Waste was actually a kind of enjoyment, whether it was a waste of time or something.

Just like everyone feels very happy when spending a lot of money, everyone’s ideal is to buy anytime, anywhere.

Don’t mention any high-level pursuits, that’s all fooling people.

On the third day, it was still raining, not too big or too small, just like a tool without emotions.

Fu Hai gave Zhang Yanming and the villa director one copy the collected and sorted opinions form in duplicate, which were the opinions and suggestions of these people over the past two days.

Everyone had breakfast and packed up and left the manor.

Later, employees of various companies from Shu and Chongqing will be arranged to come for vacation and experience, and continue to collect opinions and suggestions until the construction is completed in the entertainment area, and then the villa will be opened to the public.

More than two hours later, the convoy drove into the Meizhou Municipal Government compound.

The provincial coordination team has arrived and welcomes Zhang Yanming and Wang Biya and his party with relevant personnel from the city.

It was raining here, but it was smaller than that in Emei. If you weren't outside for a long time, you would basically not need to hold an umbrella.

Compared with Yazhou and Emei, the rainfall here is smaller. Its geographical location is on the edge of the rain belt, the northeast is the outermost periphery, and the southwest extends into the rain belt.

Therefore, this city often sees half of the city sunshine and half of the city rain throughout the year.

Meizhou is not very big, it is located on the edge of the Bashu Basin Plain.

In fact, there is not much big city except Chengdu. It is a typical city that combines the power of a province to support a city. This is also the fundamental reason why Yuzhou and Rongcheng have fallen in love and fight each other for many years.

Then Yuzhou went out independently, showing his pride and felt free from the oppressed fate.

The biggest feature of small cities, especially small cities in plain areas, is that they are open and do not feel crowded at all. The roads are wide, the sky is high, the square is large, and the buildings are generally not high.

What is rare is that there are carriages here, which are the kind of carriages that pull people. They run from the train station to the city, and the business is pretty good.

Meizhou’s old city is basically the original Meizhou County. Last year, it was renamed Dongpo District, which is Su Dongpo’s hometown. However, Su Dongpo left after he was nineteen and never came back.
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