MTL - The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter-Chapter 825 Good check-in experience, but lack of a dog

  Chapter 825 The check-in experience is good, but the dog is missing

   The night of the opening ceremony of the Asian Games was a sleepless night.

  When Wu Yuan left Gongti, he saw many young people swarming towards Sanlitun, ready to be crazy until dawn.

  In the capital, there is more than one place like Sanlitun.

   But there is absolutely no one near the alley in this DC area.

  So it wasn't until late at night that Wu Yuan discovered that the courtyard near the DC area was really quiet.

  Aunt Jin’s dog barked twice from time to time, which could be clearly heard from a distance through the traffic in the alley.

   Sure enough, it is a good place to get quiet amidst the hustle and bustle.

   No wonder Mr. Huang likes it here.

   Wu Yuan and his wife cuddled together, breathing each other's breath quietly.

   Other than that, I dare not move.

   It's a shame that I didn't move.

   Only then did Huang Moli, who rushed to knock on the door with Bo Bei in her arms, not wait outside the door for too long.

  Yang Luoyan opened the door for his aunt, and saw Huang Moli with a pitiful face.

   "Sister, the yard is too quiet. I just remembered a story about a ghost in an old house, and then I couldn't fall asleep at all..."

   This girl is not crazy enough during the day.

   There is still time to think about the story of the ghost of the ancient house!

   But look at this disheveled look, with white pajamas...

  Wu Yuan said solemnly: "Don't tell me, there really are ghosts!"

  Huang Moli panicked even more, "Where, where?"

  Wu Yuan pointed casually.

  Huang Moli realized that she was heading in her direction, she immediately jumped into Yang Luoyan's arms with a jolt, "Sister, help me."

  Yang Luoyan hugged Huang Moli, and looked at her man with a sullen expression.

  Seeing her man pointing at Huang Moli confidently, she said, "You're a fool, she's dressed like this, what's the difference between her and a ghost?"

   As he spoke, Wu Yuan planned to go back to sleep.

  Yang Luoyan stopped him.

   Turning around, Wu Yuan walked out of the room without waiting for his daughter-in-law to speak, and said, "Okay, I'll live in that room, and you two will be company."

  Come to Huang Jasmine's room.

  Wu Yuan is an old man, so he doesn't feel anything at all.

   He was no longer afraid of digging up a few jars in Huang's hometown.

   What's more, this kind of pretentiousness?

  Even if there is a ghost, then talk to the lady of the ancient rich family about the outlook on life and values.

  After all, the night is long.

  But Huang Jasmine reminded him of one thing.

  The huge yard is indeed too quiet, lacking a dog.

   Immediately, Wu Yuan was thinking about which dog to bring over to watch the house, and fell asleep.

   Then sleep soundly all night.

   Until midnight, I was awakened by a very regular knock on the door.

  Wu Yuan opened his eyes and looked out the window dimly.

  It’s still dark, and it’s the middle of the night in the black cave.

  At this point, why would someone knock on the door?

  Blinking his eyes a few times, they finally became less hazy.

  At this time, the shadow outside the door also moved to the window.

  Wu Yuan was startled suddenly by the fluttering clothes.

   Is it possible that there are ghosts of ancient houses?

  In the middle of the night, apart from this possibility, there are very few other possibilities.

   Fortunately, Wu Yuan is an old man, if he says he is not afraid, he is really not afraid.

   He has experienced even more outrageous things.

  He is even more fearless when it comes to things like ghosts in ancient houses.

   Even with the sobriety of the mind and the clarity of the eyes, there are still some small expectations.

  So I got out of bed, opened the door, and finished in one go.

   Then I saw a familiar face appearing in front of my eyes.

   "Molly?"

   "It's me, brother-in-law."

   "Are you not afraid of ghosts in the middle of the night?"

   "What, I'm here to get today's clothes, and I'm going to get up to watch the flag raising."

"what time is it?"

   "It's half past three, I have to hurry up. Otherwise, I won't get a good seat, brother-in-law, why don't you come with us?"

"us?"

   "That's right, me and sister, and sister Zhaodi."

"Not interested in."

  Wu Yuan turned around and went to bed, letting the ghost play tricks behind him.

  Actually, Yang Luoyan had no choice.

  After all, it was four or five o'clock in the morning to see the raising of the flag.

  She is busy with work, and she will not have any arrangements at this time.

  Unable to shirk, she could only agree to Huang Moli's stalking.

  The suitcase was rumbled away, and with the sound of the door closing, Wu Yuan's dream continued.

  Even though Huang Jasmine was inexplicably excited outside, she was so energetic.

   It doesn't prevent him from meeting ghosts in his dreams.

  Yang Luoyan yawned, changed into slightly more formal clothes, and applied light makeup.

  It has been more than 20 years since I was a child.

  Even his own man never allowed himself to get up so early.

   In the end, I was tossed by my aunt in the provincial capital.

  After freshening up and dressing up, enter the atrium.

  Xu Zhaodi has already bought fried dough sticks with soybean milk, which is said to be the specialty of the old BJ.

   It can be said to be dedicated.

  Huang Jasmine was also very face-saving, she took a sip one by one to recruit Sister Di, and then endured the unaccustomed taste of soybean juice, she drank it all in a daze.

  Then a group of three people abandoned the Bentley Mulsanne, got into the Mercedes-Benz, and went straight to the square where the flag was raised.

  The distance is quite long, five or six kilometers, nearly ten miles.

   Relying on a stroll, at this time, there is no rush.

   Must race against time, get in early.

   Even so, when the Mercedes-Benz arrived, it was still crowded with people.

   It can be said that more than half of the people who came to participate in the opening ceremony of the Asian Games this time gathered here.

  Plus the large and small tourist groups who originally came to the capital to travel.

   That is a spectacular scene.

   Huang Jasmine was honored when she saw this.

  That kind of mood inexplicably becomes proud, solemn, and even solemn.

   Then I told my aunt and brother-in-law that I have been in the capital for so long, but I have never seen the flag-raising ceremony, and I feel reckless and a waste of opportunities.

  Yang Luoyan didn't care what Huang Moli thought.

  Her eyes, looking around, mostly fell on female tourists from all over the country.

   What headgear to wear, what clothes to wear, where are you from.

   This has become a habit of hers.

  Finally, the three women squeezed to a place where they could no longer squeeze, and found that there were still about 20 meters away from the place where the flag was raised.

   The front row has nothing to do with them.

   But vaguely, through the not-so-crowded cracks, it can be seen.

   It’s just that you can’t see the whole picture.

  In the early morning of autumn in the capital, there is still a bit of chill.

  But tourists from all over the world have already started to exchange greetings while waiting boredly.

  There are so many black and white people, there are always social cattle caught in it.

  The kind greetings bring a touch of warmth.

   But everything was too late, the city gate was wide open, and when the soldiers of the guard of honor walked out with vigorous steps, it was so exciting.

   After the national anthem sounded, even if it was 20 meters away, they still couldn't help singing along.

   It's just that no matter how exciting the moment is, there is also a time when the curtain ends.

   After the flag-raising ceremony was over, Huang Moli's emotions were not over.

   Pulling Yang Luoyan's arm, he said: "Sister, since I was a child, this is the first time I feel that my heart is agitated. This life is not in vain."

  Yang Luoyan smiled slightly. She had already experienced the same feeling after she married Wu Yuan.

  (end of this chapter)