The false alarm of Xiaocao passed a few days later. The accident completely let Wang Jingzhe and Wang Zan down. The previous worries were swept away, and their mentality suddenly became relaxed.

In fact, it seems that the accidental past is over, but Wang Zan still has some strange emotions in his heart. It is not because of Bai Pu, but Wang Zan suddenly discovered that when nothing happens, the world is peaceful and life will be lived as usual. But once an accident occurs about the separation of relatives, he finds that he has missed a lot in the years without realizing it.

There is a saying that is right: parents don’t travel far away.

When he watched Xiaocao lying on the bed, waiting for the father and son to work hard to solve the problem, he felt that his journey around over the years had completely abandoned his parents' relationship, and he only met one by one in a year. If Xiaocao really didn't wake up, this regret might have been with him for the rest of his life.

No wonder his father has almost never left the house since he came back after the previous twenty years of separation. He should have thought so at that time, right?

Within two days, after Tang Da and Wu Mangong had already left, Xiaocao, Wang Jingzhe and Wang Zan came out of the deep mountains. Originally, Wang Zan planned to go back to Longxi with them for another period of time, but he received a message from Bai Pu and asked him why he hadn't come yet. Wang Zan felt that he had to go to Malaysia.

One reason is that the two have not seen each other for more than two years and they really miss each other. Another point is that they had told her before that her problem might be solved immediately, but there was a mistake in the Dhara Sutra, so he had to explain it.

His parents walked back to Longxi first, and Wang Zan returned to Shanghai, planning to set off from here in two days and fly directly to Malaysia. At the same time, Feng Zhining had already flew back two days ago. He had to meet him and hand over the things to him.

That night, Wang Zan made an appointment with Feng Zhining when he arrived in Huhai. The two of them randomly found a restaurant to order some wine and dishes and started chatting. At the same time, Wang Zan also handed over the Dhara Sutra to him.

Holding the Dhara Sutra, Feng Zhining said with emotion: "You said that just a piece of rag can make so many people crazy? Even if it can eliminate any sins in a person's previous life, why aren't they all dead? What's the use of thinking about these?"

"Haha, what's the use of that to you?" Wang Zan asked with a smile.

Feng Zhining said: "It can make me weigh more at home. After all, this is something that the old man wants to get."

"So, you have your use, others have other people's things. The meaning is not this piece of rag, but how this piece was born and its origin, etc. The cloth may be broken, but this is the only place in the world..."

Wang Zan and Feng Zhining were in a good mood at night, and after chatting a lot, they drank a lot of wine. In addition, they had been together for a while, so their relationship was sublimated very quickly, as if they were almost kowtowing and worshiping each other.

Especially when they woke up the next morning, they found an accident, that was, they were both lying on the same bed, their limbs were still entangled, and their postures were quite ambiguous.

Wang Zan and Feng Zhining looked at each other, and their heads were buzzing. Wang Zan said speechlessly: "You said you, you won't be dedicated to your own dedication to me. You'll do this too much."

"Get out of here, I'm still thinking that you have a guilty heart and plan to pay for your favors, um." Feng Zhining quickly got up from the bed and said, "Check it out quickly. I'm going to fly to Beijing in the afternoon. Don't you still have to go to Malaysia? If you delay, the plane will go to the sky."

"Grass, I almost forgot this crop, hurry up, hurry up..."

The two arrived at the airport together around noon, and the flight time difference was not too much, so they passed the security checkpoint together and found a place to drink coffee to wait.

Wang Zan said with a smacking mouth: "I always feel that a lot of coffee is the flavor of cooking after the shit fermentation. What's the good thing about this thing?"

Feng Zhining looked at him in shock, blinked his eyes and said, "Is your hobby too different? Brother, you have nothing to drink coffee, but I have cooked fermented shit, which is really hard for me to accept."

"Nothing is hard to accept. When we were sleeping on the same bed last night, I hugged you and rubbed my mouth against you. If you don't believe me, you can smell it and see if it smells." Wang Zan said with his eyes slanted.

Feng Zhining raised his arm and pretended to smell it a few times and said, "You can't say it, it smells quite nice."

Wang Zan nodded seriously and said, "It tastes good and tastes good. Let's try it back."

While the two were talking nonsense, a burst of laughter suddenly came from behind them that could not be suppressed.

"Geese, goose, goose..."

Wang Zan was really talking about the silly thing just now, while Feng Zhining was trying to attract the attention of the people behind their seats.

Next to them, Wang Zan turned his back to three women who were dressed in cooler clothes and were between enchanting and sexy. They were not very old, in their twenties and under thirty years old, and they looked almost between eighty-five and ninety-five minutes. If they were dressed in a stylish dress, they could add a few more points.

I wonder if Wang Zan was paying attention. Feng Zhining's eyes floated over there several times when these three girls sat here, and then successfully attracted their attention through Wang Zan's words.

Feng Zhining stretched his head and said in a low voice: "Sweep it with your aftermath, the three women behind are the legendary socialites."

Wang Zan said without looking back: "What a famous lady? Are there famous women?"

"You are quite ignorant. There are two types of famous socialites, whether they are real or fake. They are really of high quality. For example, your Aunt Rong is a top socialite. As for fake socialites, they are just fooling men. To put it bluntly, they don't have much money, but they are working hard to create the appearance of rich women."

"Then do you think they are real or fake?" Wang Zan asked curiously.
Chapter completed!