Happy Little Mayor

House prices have replaced Marxism-Leninism as the common language of the proletariat in the new era.

Of course, these tourists are not the proletariat. They can spend tens of thousands of people traveling abroad, and their pockets are certainly generous.

However, everyone is still full of enthusiasm for house prices, and gathered together to start exchanging real estate experience in various places.

The cowboys prepared the meat and vegetables at the lakeside, the oven was ready, and the smokeless carbon was used.

Cousins ​​connected a blower to the main furnace, and a flame suddenly burst into the air.

"How can such a large fire be roasted?" Someone exclaimed.

Chen Luoxian laughed: "This stove is not used for barbecue, but for bonfires. The beach cannot be fueled by firewood, otherwise it will not be cleaned up, and it is replaced by an oven here."

"But barbecue is also possible." Wang Bo said, he took a long iron brazier, skewered a piece of pork on it, and put it on the fire to make a circle.

This time it was a self-service barbecue. The tourists did it by themselves. Pharaoh didn't serve them. He took a bottle of beer and sat down at the lakeside and Eva to fly together.

The tourists were obviously interested in his mayor, and soon someone came to chat with him: "Hello buddy, my name is Cao Yanzhong. Can you talk about interior design in Kyoto?"

Wang Bo nodded: "Of course, I have also been in Kyoto. That subway line really makes me ecstatic every day!"

The topic started immediately, Cao Yanzhong laughed: "I still have to take the subway to work now."

Someone answered: "Still comfortable in our small cities, when there is almost no traffic jam, Xiao Cao is not interested in changing places to develop?"

Cao Yanzhong smiled and said, "I thought about it. My hometown is in a county in the northwest. The people are simple, the consumption level is low, and the pressure of life is low. Many times, I want to go back."

"Why don't you go back?"

He took a long sip of wine and said, "It's OK anytime I go back, but once I go back, I'm afraid I will never have the courage to go back to Beijing where the pressure is so high, the price is so expensive, and the competition is so cruel."

Wang Bo said: "This is very good, come, take a bite for Cao's feelings! To be honest, I dare not go back to Kyoto now."

Several people came up and raised the beer bottles, but the main force of the grilled vegetables turned into a woman.

The cowboys had no choice but to help. They were good at grilling, one by one like the eight arms, and soon roasted out a lot of beef, mutton and vegetables.

Twin Lakes is beautiful at night.

There is no wind, the moonlight is shining in the clear night sky, which is fifteen according to the lunar calendar. The moon is very large, hanging in the air, white and flawless, shining on the lake surface, as if coated with silver powder.

Sometimes there are winds, and the lake is rippling with waves. These waves are also silver, and they slap with a crisp sound of slamming.

From time to time, osprey and other water birds passing by the water, they made noises, and it seemed that the night was quieter.

Du Yong looked up at the air and said, "When I was a child, I always wrote that the moon was like a big white disk. Finally, I really saw the big white disk. Now in the city, there are only disks. Is it white? "

Cao Yanzhong smiled bitterly: "You guys are all pretty good, at least there are discs, in Kyoto? Hey, let me tell you, looking up black and pressing down, black clouds pressing down on the city!"

Someone shushed: "Don't talk first, this environment is too beautiful."

A little couple took a plate and filled a barbecue, took the juice and beer to the pier, and sat there side by side, looking good.

Cao Yanzhong found his daughter-in-law and said, "What time is it? Let's find a hidden place to stay."

A slender figure looked at her cell phone and said, "It's fast, it's eight o'clock."

"Is it whole?"

"Are you crazy? How can so many people rectify? You said so loudly!" His wife pulled him anxiously.

A group of men immediately laughed, and Cao Yanzhong looked helplessly at his wife: "I mean, is it eight o'clock?"

He shoved him with vigour: "Are you drunk or how do you drop it? It's a whole, can't I go back to the hotel? Why say so loud?"

Cao Yanzhong said angrily, "I mean, is it eight o'clock?"

Wang Bo couldn't help laughing, Eva didn't understand the meaning, and asked in a fog of water: "What are you laughing at? It's really eight o'clock now."

"Then you and the mayor are not well organized?" Someone laughed.

Obviously, Chen Luoxian understood the connotation in the dialogue, she cried: "Don't go too far. The mayor is a lion and tiger beast. He was dragged away in the middle of the night. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Speaking of lion and tiger beasts, Pharaoh looked back, and saw Zheng Yao Wu Yangwei walking around the bonfire.

Tourists don't know its temper and don't dare to provoke it, which makes them proud and deliberately scares people.

The accommodation arranged at night is a capsule hotel. Although the space is small, the gadgets are fresh. Tourists are willing to accept them. Many people have divided the rooms and tried them.

Wang Bo patted Cao Yanzhong's shoulder and said, "Cao Cao, please pay attention to it. This thing is extremely poor in sound insulation. If you are whole, you should be quiet."

"I'll live next door to you." A young man smiled badly, but he had a girlfriend and came up and punched him in the lower abdomen.

The young man quickly explained with a hippie smile that he was joking, and his girlfriend Xingyan stared: "What's the joke? Go to the bathroom and wait for me. I'll go back to rest first."

Eva was surprised: "Why doesn't she go in line? How can she let her boyfriend do this for herself? I know men should develop a gentleman style, but you have to know that women are lined up in women's bathrooms."

Chen Luoxian said: "You don't have to worry about this, all the women's bathrooms are lined up by men."

Eva thought about it and shook her head: "I think it should be a lady who helps her husband or boyfriend line up. It should be more difficult for men today? They need to rest."

Chen Luoxian looked at Wang Bo and whispered, "Well, now I know why Pharaoh didn't give up after you caught Miss Eva."

Indeed, part of the reason why Pharaoh and Eva did not want to be separated after they were together is that Eva took care of him so well.

In addition to not being good at cooking, Eva will help him consider and help him share the pressure. Although she doesn't cook, she bakes desserts for Wang Bo every week.

When Pharaoh was in the country, I always heard that foreign women pay attention to women's independence and feminism, but after going abroad, I found that this is not the case in New Zealand. New Zealand girls are more like traditional Chinese women. After marriage, the husband is the core, even The same goes for the Prime Minister and the Green Party leader.

For example, at this meeting, the barbecue is over, and Eva directs the cowboys to clean up the mess, and then calculates overtime pay for them. These don't need Wang Bo to worry about. (To be continued.)

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