Xiang Xi also came over at some point. When he saw this, he immediately suppressed his voice and said, "Is this... a field battle?"

Cheng Boyan didn't say anything, shrank back, pulled Xiang Xi back, turned around and quickly packed everything on the stone table into his bag.

Just as he was about to pull Xiang Xi away, he found that Xiang Xi actually took the camera and lay back on the back of the chair.

"Are you crazy?" Cheng Boyan quickly went over and grabbed the camera, then reached out and covered Xiang Xi's eyes, and pushed him out of the pavilion with half hugging and half pushing him.

"Let me see..." Xiang Xi turned his head, but Cheng Boyan immediately followed him and covered his eyes. He sighed: "Then I won't take a photo, I'll take a look."

"What's so good about this?" Cheng Boyan said in a low voice.

"I haven't seen the actual combat before." Xiang Xi said with a smile.

"What do you think of this kind of practical combat? " Cheng Boyan grabbed the bag, pulled him out of the pavilion, and walked back along the path.

After walking out for a while, Xiang Xi laughed: "This is so wonderful. I don't let me see it. These two are here to play, I said why haven't you seen anyone..."

"If you want to watch this way, you can go back and get the computer to watch it." Cheng Boyan said.

"I'm just watching the fun," Xiang Xi said while laughing, "You're too serious. If you want to change the steamed buns, we must have to watch them first. After watching, throw a stone or something..."

Cheng Boyan smiled and said nothing.

The mountain is not high, but the road up the mountain is twisty and turns, and it is still dirt road. When Xiangxi reaches the top of the mountain, he feels a little breathless.

Cheng Boyan was very relaxed. He reached the top of the mountain and faced the wind and put his arm on his face: "It's pretty good, I see quite far."

The mountain is indeed not high, but there are no other hills around it, so it feels like climbing high and looking far away. You can see the city shining in the sun from afar.

"Can you see the piece we live in?" Xiang Xi held up the camera and slowly circled around from the view frame.

"I can't see it." Cheng Boyan said, pointing to the front left again: "But have you seen that building? The tallest one has a pointed one."

"Well, that's the building in your hospital?" Xiang Xi found a good angle to take a photo.

"Yes." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"A building that tall is just a tall one from here," Xiang Xi said, "Do you have a feeling?"

"What does it feel?" Cheng Boyan found a stone next to him and sat down. Usually, he would not sit down if he was killed by such a stone. Today he felt that he had been completely defeated.

"Just, you look at it like this, such a big city, you can see buildings, streets, and windows," Xiang Xi also held up his camera, "Seeing trees, and seeing green belts, but you can't see people."

"Yeah." Cheng Boyan responded.

"You would wonder, are there people there, are there people there, are there?" Xiang Xi said, "Where are so many people, what are they doing, what are they doing now, what are they doing today, what are they tomorrow? What are they going to do in the future?"

Cheng Boyan smiled and said, "Sometimes, I think so. When I am on duty, I sometimes stand at the window and look out at night, and sometimes I think so."

"Yes, this kind of 'other people's world' and 'other people' are quite wonderful." Xiang Xi put down his camera, sat next to him, touched the bun of dried tofu and ate it.

"We are also others in the eyes of others," said Cheng Boyan.

"Yes," Xiang Xi ate while lying back on the stone, "What am I doing? Today, tomorrow, and from now on, I just have too many 'others', and I feel that 'I' is very small, a little bit."

"You are on the top of the mountain. You just caught fish, but you didn't catch chickens. You are on an outing today and you will go to Yunshui to make tea tomorrow. In the future, you will be with another very small person, but he will know what you do."

"You are writing poetry." Xiang Xi laughed at the sky.

"You wrote it first," Cheng Boyan hesitated for a moment, leaned back and lay down side by side with him, "I may have to take an hour's shower when I go back today."

"Are we going back to the city to have supper?" Xiang Xi asked.

"Well," said Cheng Boyan, "it's probably not open here tonight. It's off-season now. I'll cook for you when I go back."

"Then go back to the city to eat, go to the tea restaurant. The last time I ate his quicksand bag was so delicious," Xiang Xi said.

"I ate chicken at noon, we ate lighter at night, and went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables..."

"How about I cook, I'll make one..."

“I think the quicksand bags in the tea restaurant are good.”

I haven't discussed how to eat supper, but lunch is ready.

While Cheng Boyan and Xiang Xi were lying on the stone on the top of the mountain, Cheng Boyan's cell phone rang, and he answered: "Hey, hello."

"Boss, the meal is almost done, you can prepare to come over to Missy." The voice of the farm boss came out.

"Okay, let's go." Cheng Boyan smiled, sat up, patted Xiang Xi's legs: "Go down the mountain, the meal is almost done."

"It's very fast," Xiang Xi immediately kicked his legs and jumped off the stone, "Go quickly, my fried grasshopper..."

Xiang Xi was eating all morning. Cheng Boyan was licked by a dog and couldn't accept the fact that he pinched things with his hands, so he didn't eat a bite. Now he felt a little hungry, but when he heard the word "grasshopper", he suddenly felt full again and seemed to be unable to eat it.

When I returned to the farm, I saw several groups of people. The owners of the cars parked at the door were all summoned back to have dinner.

"Oh," Xiang Xi suddenly poked Cheng Boyan's waist with his hand, "Look at those two."

Cheng Boyan was about to go to the kitchen to see the food, but he almost reflexed his conditioned reflex when he poked it into his waist and swung it back: "What?"

"Those two," Xiang Xi turned his eyes and pointed to the side with his eyes, "Are they the two on the mountain?"

Cheng Boyan looked over and saw two young men walking over in a ball. They had a look of unspeakable pleasure on their faces. The woman's hair was a little messy. As a veteran who was hygienic and focused on appearance, Cheng Boyan also saw a very small dead grass in the hair on the side of her neck.

"Don't look at it." Cheng Boyan pushed him and entered the kitchen.

"Boss," the two young men followed into the kitchen. The man squeezed Cheng Boyan away and said to the boss, "Take the dishes to the private room by the water. That's the private room No. 3, right?"

"Oh, there is someone on the 3rd, you can change one." said the boss.
Chapter completed!