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Chapter Eight Hundred and Seventeen 2021.8.25 Before Traveling

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    Yesterday, I had a dream again Something happened in my hometown. My parents and I needed to go there and spend the night there.  Since I still have things to deal with here, I let my parents go first.  I planned to follow after I finished my work, thinking that I would go to the warehouse to tidy up by the way, and I wanted to bring some supplies.

    This time, in response to the need there, I contacted many friends, both men and women, to help.  Mom and Dad need to connect with them first and then take them there.  The person I greeted should have been connected by me in the past, but I couldn't get away here, so I had no choice but to do so.  I was still a little worried, not knowing if the connection was going well.

    During the period, I drove through suburban roads and street intersections, and ran a long distance back to the urban area where I lived.

    Instead, I was wearing a dark blue top and skirt from Jiangnan Zhashui Township, with a large light brown bag on my right shoulder. I was walking on the way home, planning to go home and pack something.  When I walked to the Beidaomen area, I saw a large line of women in ethnic minority costumes standing in a large line on Beidaomen Street at the east entrance of Dongpengban Street.  The clothes were the same color as mine, dark blue.  But the styles are obviously different, and each of them is wearing a cloth hat with rounded corners stretching forward.  I couldn't tell which minority they belonged to, and I didn't know what they were doing here in such a queue. Everyone was whispering back and forth, and it seemed quite lively.

    I bypassed from the right side and went directly to Dongpengban Street.  As soon as I got to the intersection, I saw several buses coming from the corner of my eye, and then the women of ethnic minorities who had lined up just now got on the bus one after another.  At this time, I noticed the big bag I was carrying. It looked like a four-wheel drive racing car without the two front wheels. There was a black handle on the front of the car.  Inconvenient, very easy to use.  I feel that this bag is very stylish and pretty.

    I walked to the door of the house and saw that my mother was at home, busy with her affairs in the courtyard.  I was a little surprised seeing this, because Mom and Dad had already gone to their hometown first, why Mom is still here.  After I asked my mother and learned that they went there together, my mother felt that she was fine there, so she came back first, and then planned to go with me.  My mother also told me that when they were meeting with my large group of friends, she said that my father had taken a fancy to a boy with dyed yellow hair in it, and that my father secretly praised the boy to her for being good-looking, meaning that if the boy  It is simply better to dye your hair back.

    I heard this, it's all right, Dad has his eyes on a son-in-law.  Who is that descriptive blond boy?   I recalled it for a while, but I really can't remember it.  But I have a video, and the video of the group of partners performing at their hometown the night before is already online.  So I searched with my mobile phone and started flipping, fast forwarding, searching for which friend had dyed yellow hair.  But after looking around, I didn't find any valuable clues. In comparison, I identified the suspect as Junlong (a code name).  Then I tasted it carefully,I thinkI used to think that this guy was a bit seductive, but after a long time, it's just like that. I haven't thought about anything else, but I feel that my father and son-in-law fell in love at first sight.  This thing is quite funny.

    Instead, my mother and I went to the warehouse. I originally wanted to pack up some necessities in the warehouse and take them to my hometown. I thought there were a lot of things to take, but when I came to the warehouse, I found that there was nothing to take.  After a while, my mother went outside to wait for me, and I looked inside again, but there was really nothing to take, and I don't know what I thought at first.  If that's the case, I'm going to lock the door and leave.

    In turn, I went back home with my mother, and we were making final preparations for departure.  I am in my own room, standing tall and facing the north wall, and I am fiddling with things on the narrow countertop embedded in the north wall. My back is facing the door and large window on the south wall of my house, and outside is  The small yard at home.

    Suddenly, I heard someone's voice in the yard. I felt that my father had come back. I felt a little disbelief in my heart, so I turned right and looked through the big window. It was indeed my father, and there were two or three uncles who came with me.

    When I saw this, I was a little surprised, not knowing what was going on.  We're about to go now, so maybe we don't have to go.  I asked my father why he came back, and my father said that he came back because he had nothing to do there.  It seems that things are simpler than I expected, so that's good, it saves me this trip, and I don't have to go.

    From the few words I talked with my father, I can feel that my father is drinking again, probably because there are a few uncles with him on the table in my hometown.  I can tell at a glance whether I'm drinking or not. As far as the amount is concerned, I feel that I don't drink much.  I really go and drink wherever I go.

    When I saw my father, I remembered what I had learned about the blond son-in-law from my mother. I wanted to ask.

    When my father was standing in the courtyard and chatting face to face with me through the window, aThe uncle entered the living room, and the other uncle went out the door, not knowing why.  After I finished talking, I got down from the height of the station and went out to check the situation.  Coincidentally, as soon as they stood beside Dad in the yard, the two uncles carried a round table into the yard, and saw that there were many bowls and plates filled with leftovers on it.   This is the original packaging of the whole table leftovers from my hometown?  

    Then my father told the two uncles to take it away, and then the two uncles returned the same way.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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