Mo Han explained the situation to everyone at the entrance of the town. Everyone was absent-minded, because above their heads was a Qing Dynasty memorial arch. Not far from them was a clear and deep lake. Everyone's hearts were stirred. However, Mo Han did not say it again. Some people started to look at the house when they heard it clearly. Those who did not listen well began to ask around, and they just arranged the time in order.

Fu Yuchen had only heard one ear earlier, but now he came over and asked Mo Han, "What about us? Should we go pick too?"

"No, you, President Fu, have the privilege to leave it for you in advance." Mo Han took out the tablet and showed him the house. It was in the middle of a winding alley. There was nothing special about the interior of the house, except that there was a small piece of bamboo in the courtyard.

Mo Han went over and instructed Yang, "The people who come to find you in a while, remember where they live. There are numbers on the houses, and then tell them that they can go directly after choosing. There are maps on the files."

"Alright, Sister Qiu!"

When Mo Han turned around to look for Fu Yuchen, Fu Yuchen already had one in each hand. He took the luggage of the two of them and began to walk into the town.

Mo Han hurriedly chased after him. Fu Yuchen rushed forward like this without a map in his hand. He still looked pleased with himself. Did he want to drag his luggage around this place on the first day?

There's only one road here, When they arrived at the town entrance memorial arch, they stopped, so the cars were parked outside. The roads in the town became narrower and narrower. Most of them were bluestone paths squeezed together by houses on both sides. Walking on the road, they couldn't see where the next turn was. Walking on, they didn't know when they would meet a girl with an oil paper umbrella and lilac.

Looking at Fu Yuchen, Mo Han was still complacent and casually chose the path. Although it was interesting, it was her first time here. Although she had seen the map, she was afraid that he would find the wrong path. After all, the further she went, the map would be useless. She had to be led by the locals.

"President Fu, do you know the way?"

"I don't know." Fu Yuchen walked forward without turning his head, his words relaxed.

Mo Han could not blacken her face to say anything about him because of him, so she could only be gentle and gentle, like the moist and soft air here.

"Then take a look at the map. Shall we ask the people here?"

Fu Yuchen left with a suitcase in one hand and a travel bag in the other. He turned around and replied, "Alright!" A big smile appeared on his face.

Mo Han happened to be holding the camera in her hand. She raised her hand and quickly pressed it down. She lowered her head and went back to see how the picture was going.

Fu Yuchen also stopped and stuck his head out to take a look.

"Sigh, I didn't do a good job." Mo Han looked at the photo with some regret. In the photo, Fu Yuchen's face had already turned around. There was only a side face left, and there was no smile on his face. Fu Yuchen smiled and nodded at the camera.

"Look, destroy it. Who told you to secretly photograph me?"

"Then why don't you stop and take a look at the map first?" The camera was originally hanging around Mo Han's neck. In order to get the map, Mo Han simply let go and touched the tablet in her bag.

Fu Yuchen stood at the side and waited for Mo Han to look for the map. He raised his head to look at the sky hooked by the boundaries of the house. It was very pure blue, light blue, without a single cloud. It was like the color that the woman beside him usually wore. Fu Yuchen whistled happily because of a small discovery.

"You still know this." Mo Han raised her head to find out in surprise that it was indeed him who blew it, and then lowered her head to continue flipping.

"Hehe, I can play a few more songs." Just as Fu Yuchen was about to change another one, Mo Han found the map and showed it to him.

Fu Yuchen lowered his head and looked over. The picture was drawn by hand, and it was quite clear between horizontal and vertical. However, the problem was:

"Where are we now?"

This question knocked Mo Han down. Mo Han frowned and took the tablet back to take a look. Before she could figure out anything, Fu Yuchen had already walked forward.

"Stop studying. Go ahead and ask someone."

Mo Han put away the tablet and trotted a few steps to catch up with Fu Yuchen, saying, "That's the only way. I think only that family has bamboo. The people in town should have an impression of it."

The two of them continued forward. Mo Han saw a very strange eave and stopped to take a few photos. She raised her eyes and found that Fu Yuchen had disappeared. She hurriedly took two steps over. Just as she turned a corner, she heard Fu Yuchen's voice.

"Hello, Granny!"

"Good, good."

"Granny, do you know who has bamboo at home?"

"Pig?"

"No, bamboo, it's the kind that's tall, thin, and green." Fu Yuchen put down his suitcase, took out his phone, and searched for a picture of bamboo for his mother-in-law to see.

"Oh, bamboo."

"En, do you know which family has one?"

"I know, Xiao Rong's family."

"Then can you tell me how to get there?"

"Just walk forward …"

Mo Han stood at the end of the alley and did not go over. She quietly looked at them. Fu Yuchen bent his waist and tilted his head towards the granny sitting in front of the door with a gentle smile on his face. Mo Han picked up the camera and steadily pressed the shutter this time. She didn't need to flip through it to know that it would look good.

It was a combination of youthful vitality and old age. Granny in local clothes and Fu Yuchen in fashionable casual clothes seemed to have crossed many years. Standing in front of Mo Han, she was as beautiful as a painting that should have been in the exhibition hall. But now, this painting was lying in her camera.

After Fu Yuchen asked for directions, he turned around and saw Mo Han. He waved to her, picked up the suitcase, and continued walking forward. Mo Han answered and trotted after her. He passed by her and bowed to her to greet her. Her mother-in-law also smiled and nodded to her.

This time, Fu Yuchen brought the right path. The two of them soon saw a small patch of bamboo that was taller than the wall of the house.

When the two of them walked over, a mother-in-law stood in the door with a crutch and smiled at them.

"Hello, Granny. We are here to send people to stay with you." After the two of them greeted their mother-in-law, Mo Han explained to her.

"Mm, alright, why are you only here now?" The mother-in-law pointed at their luggage and said, "Put it in the yard first. Are you hungry? I'm warming the food for you."

As the mother-in-law spoke, she signaled the two of them to enter the room. Mo Han and Fu Yuchen listened to her mother-in-law and put down their luggage before carefully looking at her mother-in-law. She should be in her seventies, and her face was full of traces of time. However, they could still tell that she was a great beauty when she was young. Time had brought wrinkles to her, but it did not take away her beauty. When she laughed, she was gentle and kind.

After the two entered the room, the mother-in-law gestured for them to go to the kitchen to serve food. After Mo Han answered, she went into the kitchen and saw clearly that this was an old-fashioned brick stove. There was a large iron pot on the stove. He lifted the lid of the pot and placed a few dishes in the pot. The stove was not lit either. It seemed that it was being warmed with a residual fire.

Mo Han and Fu Yuchen brought the food into the living room. The living room was also a classic antique, Sitting north to south, On the north wall hung a gigantic freehand ink bamboo picture, Next to him was a pair of couplets praying for the family. Beneath the couplets were a table and two red sandalwood dragon-phoenix armchairs. The wood was black and red. It was very smooth and smooth. There was a rectangular piece of jade embedded on the back of the chair. The white piece of jade had brown marks on it. It was like a distant mountain. There were four words carved on the jade piece-scenery and elegance.

There was also an Eight Immortal Table in front of them. It was a little lonely to only sit on them, but the mother-in-law was very happy. She said, "It has been a long time since there were so many people in the family. There was only a little granddaughter accompanying her."

"Crooked Sun Lu?" Fu Yuchen didn't know if he was hungry or if the food from his mother-in-law's house was really delicious. After all, the ingredients were all grown by his mother-in-law's house. He buried his head in eating without any image. Now, he was also full of food. He raised his head and asked in confusion.

"Yes, her name is Qinqin. She's just a child. She's too shy to meet strangers. Let her finish her meal early and go out to play."

"So it's like this." Mo Han answered and picked up the chopsticks and vegetables for Fu Yuchen.

After dinner, the two of them decided to rest first. After all, according to the plan, today's collective action was also in the evening. They would eat together. Thus, the two of them followed their mother-in-law to the room that they had prepared for them. It was behind the living room. It was a suite. The bed in the inner room was also made of wood, and the whole room was red. Mo Han did not see what kind of wood it was, but it was still bright and beautiful. Compared to it, it was also precious wood.

The bed was very low. It only reached the corner of Mo Han's knee. There was a circle of thirty centimeters of carved railings on the bed. Six pillars were scattered around the bed. The top of the bed was very high. There were many carvings connecting the ends of the circles. There were Xiaoxiao patterns inlaid on the places where the pillars were connected.

The bed was also covered with a bamboo mattress and bedding. It looked very comfortable. This was for Mo Han.

The outer room was only slightly smaller than the inner room. There was a light yellow wooden cold bed. The length was quite considerable. Fu Yuchen, who was 1.8 meters tall, could also stretch out. So this is Fu Yuchen's. There was a wooden door between the inside and outside, carved with mandarin duck wings.

Mo Hanchu felt a little embarrassed when she saw this arrangement. Seeing her mother-in-law's smile, she understood that it must have been the group of people from the planning department who had said something to her in advance. Although Mo Han could not see the other rooms, she knew that it would be difficult for her mother-in-law to tidy up the other rooms. Forget it, she and Fu Yuchen had already slept in the same bed, so she was still afraid of this.

Fu Yuchen was very happy. He showed great interest in the wooden bed. After his mother-in-law left, Mo Han first packed up her suitcase briefly. Thinking of Fu Yuchen, she wanted to ask him if he wanted to wash his face. When she came out, she found that Fu Yuchen was already asleep. Mo Han looked at Fu Yuchen and thought that Fu Yuchen had also been driving all morning. However, he was still so energetic. Mo Han gently went over and took out a blanket to cover Fu Yuchen.

After that, he returned to the inner room and removed his makeup before lying on the bed. This bed was much harder than Xi Mengsi's, but it was unexpectedly comfortable. His body stretched out, and there was a wonderful sense of relaxation and pleasure. Mo Han also quickly fell asleep.

The two of them were separated by a wooden door with a pair of mandarin ducks flapping their wings. They were extremely tired, but they did not dream. A window away from them, their mother-in-law sat on a small wooden chair in the courtyard, peeling off the lotus seed bit by bit.

By the time Mo Han woke up, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. She stood up and heard sounds of trees being chopped down and chatting outside. Mo Han walked out and found that there was no one on the cold bed outside. She walked into the courtyard and saw Fu Yuchen cutting bamboo under the command of her mother-in-law.

Without saying anything, Mo Han quietly walked into the courtyard and watched Fu Yuchen swing his axe.

"Hey!" Following Fu Yuchen's soft shout, a bamboo fell down. Fu Yuchen moved him to the side and saw Mo Han.

"You're up, come help!" As Fu Yuchen spoke, his chin pointed at his mother-in-law. Mo Han approached her knowingly, and her mother-in-law gave her two scimitars with a smile.

Mo Han took it for some unknown reason. When she arrived in front of Fu Yuchen, Fu Yuchen took one and explained to Mo Han,

"Use this knife to cut off all the excess branches. Then this bamboo is something that Granny wants to find a craftswoman in town to make a chair for Qinqin."

Mo Han answered and joined him in the fight. Very quickly, she also packed up.

Afterwards, the two of them sat in the courtyard. They were also said to be sitting in small chairs made of bamboo in the courtyard. On the bamboo table beside them was chrysanthemum tea made by their mother-in-law.