Two hours ago—

Hong Kong, International Airport.

After the plane landed, the passengers slowly got off the plane.

Leaving the airport, standing on the street, carrying luggage full of fish-skin bags, Song Haiming, wearing a black down jacket, felt hot all over. At this moment, he felt like a penguin left in Africa, and felt so distorted.

Standing next to him, his wife Wang Jinfeng, wearing a red wool coat, scolded him: "It's said that the weather in Hong Kong is not cold, so you have to wear a duck down jacket. Now, I learned to wear a wool coat as well. Look at what are these people wearing?"

Song Haiming: “…”

The pedestrians around them all have long-sleeved and thin clothes, and occasionally a few wear short-sleeved ones. After all, this is Hong Kong, and the weather is not very cold even in November.

"Ahem, maybe the weather will change soon. Look, the weather in Hong Kong is really..." Song Haiming raised up and looked at the sky, like a mirror, and he had no words anymore.

Behind her daughter Song Yuqing had a walkman earbud in her ears. She was listening to music with Du Chunmei, who came to Hong Kong, ignoring her father and mother at all.

"Ahem, let's stop arguing, at least we have arrived in Hong Kong by plane." Song Haiming made a truce and was unwilling to continue quarrel with his wife. He knew that he could not fight.

Sure enough, Song Haiming's move was very effective. When he mentioned this, it was Hong Kong, Wang Jinfeng was intoxicated. He closed his eyes, opened his arms, and sighed in a somewhat artificial way: "Hong Kong, oh, this is Hong Kong! Well, even the wind is fragrant!"

Not far away—

"Spicy fish balls!"

"Refreshing beef!"

“Sweet and delicious pine bean cake!”

Song Haiming: "Of course the wind is fragrant, so many snacks sell."

"I'm hungry, I want to eat pine bean cake!" Song Yuqing, the daughter who was still listening to the song just now, turned her head and said to her father.

Song Haiming: “…”

Look at your wife.

Wang Jinfeng: "What do you think I'm doing? If you want to eat it, just buy it for her! How much money can this pine bean cake cost?"

"But the money is with you."

Wang Jinfeng: "..." Then I remembered that I was in charge of financial power.

I hurriedly untied the woolen coat I had spent more than 100 yuan, carefully took out a wallet from my inner bag, and then took out a paper bag from my wallet. I opened the paper bag, which contained more than 3,000 Hong Kong dollars I had exchanged before.

"Give it to you five hundred yuan, go buy pine bean cake." Wang Jinfeng generously handed her husband 500 Hong Kong dollars. She felt a little painful. How could the money in Hong Kong be so big? It's either five hundred or one thousand, and it seems that there is still 10,000 denominations - a sin!

Song Haiming put down the fish skin bag, asked his wife to look at her luggage, took the money to buy pine bean cake, Wang Jinfeng said behind her, "Buy more, there are spring plums, she is growing too."

When Du Chunmei heard this, she hurriedly said, "Aunt Feng, I'm not hungry."

This time she came to Hong Kong with the Song family. She originally had to eat and drink for free, but she also took the plane for free. Now that she bought her food, she was even more dissatisfied.

"Silly girl, why do you say these things? We are all a family! Since we, Achao, promised to support you to go to school here, then you will be me and I, Wang Jinfeng's daughter, so why are you polite to the whole family!"

Du Chunmei: "..." she cried directly, and then said, "When I finish school, I will definitely be a cow and a horse to repay you!"

"What do I do to repay me? Of course, it is to repay our Achao. It is him who provides you with school, not me." Wang Jinfeng said this, but she felt happy in her heart. She felt that Du Chunmei was very good at speaking. Look, how good it is to be a cow and a horse.

On the other side, because of language barriers, Song Haiming, who was buying Songdou cakes, had to take out the "magic weapon" he bought at the airport temporarily - "Cantonese Three-day Pass" from his arms, and looked at the bargaining price with the stall owner.

After a long time of hard work, Song Haiming bought the pine bean cake back, and he was also nagging: "These Hong Kong vendors are too dark. A piece of pine bean cake costs twenty yuan. There is so much money that we can buy several pots of steamed buns in our hometown."

Wang Jinfeng was also a little distressed. The couple were used to being frugal. They only heard that the streets of Hong Kong were full of gold, but they didn't expect that eating was so expensive.

Song Yuqing and Du Chunmei were happily eating pine bean cakes that cost twenty yuan a piece of rice.

On this side, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng and his wife looked at each other and didn't know which direction to go southeast, west and north.

...

Not far away, Fei Bo, who was a taxi driver, was eating curry fish balls and glanced at them through the car window. Seeing these two local buns standing on the side of the road looking around, he knew that it must be their first time in Hong Kong.

Fei Bo didn't want to take care of them, but the group of passengers just now were snatched away by his peers. It took more than half an hour to drive here - how can I have no business? His wife and children are still waiting for him to make money and go back to eat. In addition, they also have to give the taxi company rental money, which can't be delayed every minute.

Thinking of this, Fei Bo cut the curry fish balls in the paper bowl in three or two, took out the tissue from the tissue box on the front of the car and wiped his mouth, then kneaded it into a ball, and accurately threw it into the curbside trash can through the car window. It would be bad if he couldn't throw it in. Those patrol officers would see it and the charge was to throw the ticket.

The car started, ran to Song Haiming and the others in a flash. After stopping, Fei Bo poked his head and asked, "Do you use a car?"

Song Haiming looked around and pointed at his nose: "Comrade, were you talking to me just now?" He couldn't understand what Fei Bo was saying.

Fei Bo tried hard to sort out his accent and said in crappy Mandarin: "Oh, it's a cousin of the mainland - I'll ask you if you want to take a bus?"

Song Haiming understood and hurriedly said, "Then can you take me to this place?" After that, he took out a note from his body with an address on it.

Fei Bo took it over and looked at it, and it said "Furong Garden".

"Furong Garden" is a super luxurious community in Hong Kong. It is basically full of luxury houses and the people living in it are all super rich people.

Fei Bo couldn't help but look at Song Haiming. He was so silly that he was wearing a duck down jacket in this weather.

"Are you sure you want to go to this place?"

Song Haiming nodded quickly, "I'm sure my son lives here."

Feibo: "..."

He looked at Song Haiming again, "He lives in Repulse Bay?"

"Yeah, it should be."

"Is it sure it's Furong Garden in Repulse Bay?"

Song Haiming: "What does it mean?" I don't quite understand.

"I guess the last word of your address may be written incorrectly. There is also a community called Furong Garden in Repulse Bay, which is very suitable for you... Well, it is suitable for your identity."

Song Haiming: “…”

He was not familiar with the place. Since the driver said that the address was written incorrectly, he might have written incorrectly, so he hurriedly said, "Comrade, then please come over."

"OK, I'm an old Hong Kong driver." Fei Bo said that, he opened the back hood and asked Song Haiming and the others to put their luggage in.

A fellow passenger was passing by on the roadside, so he asked him: "Feibo, where are you going!"

"Furong Garden - the cousin from the mainland, there is nothing to be saved!"

The peers would smile with emotion.

There are two Furong Gardens (Parquets) with similar names in Repulse Bay, Hong Kong, but the grade is one heaven and one earth. Since they are cousins ​​from mainland China, of course they have to go there very much.

Song Haiming and the others had already packed their luggage here, and the four of them squeezed into a car.

Song Haiming sat in the passenger seat, took the book "Cantonese Three-Day Pass" and turned around and studied hard with his wife Wang Jinfeng.

"Remember, my wife, if you lose something in Hong Kong, you can't say you're going to be beaten if you say you're going to lose it, and you're going to say that your mother (Well) will meet you."

"Can you see it?"

"When my mother sees her, my father can't see her."

In a moment—

"Remember, husband, the name of the person should be called Dailou (big boss), or a good friend (old friend), but you must not call it Luohao, Luohao is the butt."

"Drinking tea in Hong Kong is called drinking tea, and eating is called saifan."

"Why do you stuff it? Can't you eat it slowly?" Song Haiming asked.
Chapter completed!