Chapter 2027: 2027 looking for the dead 1

The road turned to look at her and said, "Are you sure?"
"I'm not sure." Xie Yuqing shrugged. "When I was in college, I was looking for some information in this area because of curiosity. According to Einstein's theory, it is like this."
Daofeng: "Is Einstein's theory must be correct?"
"That is not necessarily. After all, it is only inferred that human beings have no way to prove this."
The Taoist style did not ask for further questioning. He said slowly: "If we are on a timeline and the era of his crossing is before us, then Shaoyang has the opportunity to tell us about his experience there."
Xie Yuqing immediately asked: "How to tell?"
The road did not answer, muttered: "Look at Shaoyang, can you think of it."
Ye Shaoyang thought for a night, then spit for a few weeks before he slept. I slept until near noon and was awakened by the knock on the door.
Ye Shaoyang got up and went to open the door. Cuiyun told him that the autumn mayor sent someone to pick him up for dinner.
"Well, you wait for me to get up." Ye Shaoyang didn't want to go, but the grandeur was difficult. However, after thinking of Cuiyun, he would still live under the rule of Qiuzhen, or give him a good face.
After Ye Shaoyang got up, he took the tea bowl and the tooth powder, went to the water well of the yard and brushed his teeth and washed his face. In the general small place of this era, there was no toothpaste, but there was tooth powder, and Ye Shaoyang judged from the taste, it should be saponin ground into powder, wrapped in The cloth strips together are a little bit, rubbing on the teeth, the cleaning effect is good, it is more troublesome, but Ye Shaoyang is used to it.
"Wait a minute, wear this body!" After Ye Shaoyang brushed his face and washed his face, Cuiyun touched a set of clothes when he entered the house. Ye Shaoyang went to see it. It was soft and silky, it was made of satin. A long gown and trousers with silk stitching on the top, although it is still a traditional style of clothing, but the quality looks much better than the rough cloth that Cuiyun has sewn to himself.
"Where is it?" Ye Shaoyang asked curiously.
"I went to the street clothing store to buy it for you in the morning. Are we not rich now? You will have to deal with the nobles in the future. You must wear the air."
Ye Shaoyang smiled at her, and her heart was very touched.
Under the urging of Cuiyun, Ye Shaoyang went to change clothes, and there was a pair of black suede shoes.
"Good-looking, good-looking one afterlife!" Cui Yun looked at him up and down, happy to close his mouth, pulled him into his room, the only mirror in the house, on her big cabinet. Ye Shaoyang took a look at the front: long shirt trousers, black cloth shoes. Cuiyun put a big hat on his head.
This image, Ye Shaoyang more and more familiar, suddenly thought of the source: the anti-Japanese drama of the Republic of China when I was a child, such as the small soldier Zhang Wei and the underground party in the city, are all dressed up.
Of course, the underground party is also dressed to imitate the rich people at the time, so as to conceal their identity.
Ye Shaoyang smirked at himself in the mirror and walked out with Cuiyun. The mayor sent two people to stay outside, a porter, dragging a rickshaw like a rickshaw, but the car was slightly larger than those on the TV.
The mayor of autumn is also a mayor. It is not exaggerated to the point of having a private car. It is already very decent to raise a rickshaw.
"The mayor's special drive. Our town can be this one." Cuiyun has seen the mayor's "special car" in the past, just rushed to see it on the street, this time the mayor car stopped at himself In front of the house, Cuiyun couldn't help but look up curiously. Several people in the vicinity came out to watch the fun. Surrounded by the side, I saw Cuiyun coming out. The old lady whom Ye Shaoyang had seen next door immediately picked it up: "Cuiyun Isn't this the mayor's car? What's the matter, can't the mayor be the mayor to make you a small one?"
"Go and go, don't lick your tongue!" The two families responsible for picking up Ye Shaoyang got up.
Cuiyun smiled and said to the old lady: "The mayor wants me to be small, I still don't do it. This is the mayor who came to pick up my cousin."
The people noticed Ye Shaoyang, who was dressed as a nobleman. The family of the two mayor’s family saw him, and immediately showed a very low level of three, and they couldn’t speak.
It’s not just because Ye Shaoyang is a guest on the mayor’s house, but Ye Shaoyang’s ghost-hunting thing last night. Although the autumn mayor is not allowed to pass the outside, the outsiders don’t know, but they are still spread among the people in their own homes. I know that Mr. Ye, who was invited by the mayor of autumn, is expected to be like a god, and the gods are vast, and he is awe in his heart.
Cuiyun took a cousin who came to vote for the family. The two lived together for a few days. The village had already had a gossip about them. Together with Ye Shaoyang’s young age, the long ones were still eye-catching, and everyone’s biography was Cui Yun. A little white face.
However, no one thought that this was still unsettled, and everyone was treated as a small white face. Nowadays, wearing a well-dressed clothes, it has become a long-standing guest of the town. This identity has changed far beyond the villagers. Accept the scope.
"Cuiyun, what the is going on?" The old lady pulled over Cuiyun and whispered.
Cuiyun laughed and deliberately amplified the sound, so he said indifferently: "Oh, no, the mayor is in trouble, can't find someone to help, so I have to ask my family Shaoyang to come out and solve it for him. The mayor is not willing to go." Today, I have to ask him to eat. Originally, Shaoyang didn't want to go. This car is coming to pick up Shaoyang. I will go see you."
The countryman had never seen any scenes. Listening to Cuiyun’s words, the heart was even more shocked. I was shocked to see Ye Shaoyang getting on the bus.
Ye Shaoyang turned around and faced Cuiyun and extended a hand: "Sister, come up!"
Cuiyun stunned, "I"
"Go to the feast together."
Cuiyun’s eyes lit up and asked:
Is it right?

"Appropriate, the surname of autumn must dare to say no words, I will go to his desk."
The two family members heard that Ye Shaoyang was disrespectful to their mayor, and they could only squint and pretend that they did not hear.
Cuiyun grabbed Ye Shaoyang’s hand and sat down beside him. He turned back and waved at the old lady.
Zhang Ma, I am going.

The rickshaw ran up. This car is bigger than the average rickshaw, and it takes two people to pull the car. It runs quite fast.
Ye Shaoyang turned to look at Cuiyun and smiled: "Happy?"
Cuiyun knew what he was referring to. He smiled a little embarrassedly and said: "It’s all because of you, I’ve got a face for my sister."
(End of this chapter)