Zhang Jing didn’t know what his girlfriend’s job was.
At the same time, he had just returned from the Altay border area to a backpacker hotel on Sandaowan Road in Tianshan District, the capital of Western Xinjiang.
Sun Ting, who is nearly fifty years old, is teaching a little girl homework behind the cashier.
Zhang Jing slung his backpack over his shoulder, knocked on the table rudely, and said calmly, "Give me a spacious guest room."
Sun Ting looked up at Zhang Jing. Time was passing, but the picture was still.
After five or six seconds of reaction, Sun Ting opened her eyes wide and asked in disbelief, "When did you come back?"
"I just got here after camping in the Altai Mountains for half a month."
"Looking for gold?"
"Altai" means "gold mountain" in Mongolian. Gold mining began in the Han Dynasty. By the Qing Dynasty, there were more than 50,000 people panning for gold in the mountains.
This is something that most people in Western Xinjiang know. In the past half century, it has been stopped due to environmental protection, and mining can only be done with a license.
Zhang Jing nodded.
"You are so brave," Sun Ting reminded, "That is illegal."
"Don't go too far," Zhang Jing asked angrily, "I left Xijiang for about three or four months, and you sent the hospital report to my phone and said I was free to play. Do you know how much this bothered me? ?」
I thought Sun Ting would make some quibbles, but unexpectedly she looked like a curious baby and asked interestingly: "Is there anything interesting that I don't know about?"
"Fortunately, my girlfriend trusts me generously," Zhang Jingqi scolded, "otherwise, you would have destroyed me!"
Sun Ting laughed happily. She didn't look like fifty years old at all, but more like eighteen years old. She quibbled, "I heard what you said. It's not damaging at all. I'll treat you to roast leg of lamb for dinner."
Zhang Jing lost his temper when he heard about the lamb leg, "You can have this."
"This is my granddaughter. She just came here last year. You accompany her to do her homework." Sun Ting left the cashier while speaking. "I will tidy up the five rooms upstairs." Z.br>
"Order the leg of lamb first."
"Know."
Sun Ting left, and Zhang Jing walked around behind the cashier, looked at the little girl and asked, "What's your name? What grade are you in?"
"Sun Fangtang, third grade."
Zhang Jing's brows twitched. He knew that Sun Ting loved to joke and had an irregular personality, but he didn't expect to name his granddaughter so casually.
After graduating from junior college, Zhang Jing came to Western Xinjiang to pick up fallen iron and lived in a backpacker hotel for two years. During a chat, he accidentally learned that Sun Ting liked to eat a kind of cubed brown sugar when she was a child.
I didn't expect that her granddaughter would be called Sun Fangtang, it was just amazing.
"Brother," Sun Fantang interrupted Zhang Jing's distraction, "please help me look at my homework. I feel that grandma's teachings are not right."
Zhang Jing didn't take it seriously. It was only in the second grade, so Sun Ting wouldn't have taught him wrong.
Taking a closer look, he almost spurted blood.
Chinese fill-in-the-blank questions.
Laughing () No (), the little girl wrote "laughing unpleasantly" in her homework book.
One () three () (), Sun Ting teaches "one look at three and one is missing".
() Teacher () High School (), what is written in the homework book is "The teacher is drunk."
The last question is the best, () Xia () () Qiang, written "I am Gao Qiqiang".
"I'll go!" Zhang Jing couldn't help but swear, "How much did your grandma drink?"
Sun Fangtang looked helpless, and it seemed that this was not the first time that she had been tricked by her grandmother.
"Where's your mother?" Zhang Jing asked in hindsight.
"She's in jail."
"Uh..." Zhang Jing's expression was blank for a second, "What's the reason?"
"The man was violent, and his mother stabbed him with a knife and sent him to the hospital."
Zhang Jingjing nodded, took out a message on his mobile phone and sent it to Shen Mingming, asking the strongest lawyer to get the person out, otherwise the child's future would be ruined.
Sun Ting moved very quickly and packed up the five rooms in an hour. She left the shop door open and walked about 200 meters to a nearby roast lamb restaurant for dinner.
"The delicious and crispy roasted lamb leg is here!"
The owner of the restaurant is a local with an upturned eyebrow.
He has a very naughty beard and puts food in the middle of the table while talking.
"Wow!" Sun Fangtang, a third grader, licked her lips, "I'm so hungry!"
"Eat," Sun Ting greeted, "Brother Zhang Jing is not an outsider, so there is no need to restrain him."
Zhang Jing discovered a new problem, but without directly addressing it, he picked up the knife prepared by the restaurant and cut off a golden piece of meat from the lamb leg.
Dip it in the special ingredients, put it in your mouth, chew it gently, and it's delicious.
Seeing that Zhang Jingfeng was sleeping in the open and his skin was still as dark as before, Sun Ting thought that Zhang Jing was not having a good life outside.
He also thought about Zhang Jing’s father’s neglect of her mother when she was five years old, which was worse than her granddaughter’s. She asked with concern: “How are you doing in Citiland?”
"It's not bad," Zhang Jing said with food in his mouth because he was an acquaintance and didn't need to pretend to be a gentleman. "Eat well, drink well, and have fun."
"Remember to save money," Sun Ting reminded Zhang Jing, "for emergencies, and don't create light."
Thinking about the balance in his card, Zhang Jing nodded, "It's saved, but it doesn't create light."
At this time, one woman and five men walked into the busy restaurant, a total of six people.
The restaurant waiter came forward to greet him, "How many people are there?"
"Six people," a man with a short haircut said, "Give us a seat by the window."
"The window seat is no longer available."
"Then get a table by the window," the young man said confidently, "these five are guests from Japan."
Ten meters away, Zhang Jing heard the word "Japan" and looked back at the door.
They happened to meet the eyes of Ai Sugiyama, who was about 1.6 meters tall, had long hair tied behind her back, and was so thin that she was not much to look at.
Seeing Zhang Jing, Sugiyama Ai almost burst into tears.
The last time we met was at the Yiy Cafe in the middle of the abandoned track. She wanted a couple's lunch box and photos, but the other party actually changed the place and started the conversation again.
The specific location is: swimming pool+***.
Zhang Jing also felt unhappy when he saw Sugiyama Ai.
He originally planned to give the couple a lunch box and photos as gifts to the other party, which were originally worthless things.
As a result, he was deeply hated by the other party just because he once said, "Teaching the emperor envies the emperor for having a little boy," so he made another request.
However, Ai Sugiyama seems to also work for Shimizu Key Adventure Company, so it is definitely not normal to appear here.
Thinking that they are also collecting antiquities related to Temujin, there is a high probability that the goal is the same.
Without thinking, Sugiyama Ai walked up to someone's table with a confident and powerful stride.
Zhang Jing took the initiative to say hello, "Long time no see, Miss Sugiyama Ai."
"How can I trade my lunch box and photos?"
Looking up and down Sugiyama Ai carefully, Akito did not do secret things, Zhang Jingming said, "I will stay at a backpacker's hotel for the night."
After half a month in the wild, it would be too hypocritical to tell lies. Although Sugiyama can only score seven points for her appearance, her aura is very powerful.
There is a pleasant feeling of conquest.
"Don't go too far!"
Masaho Tabuchi, who once sank a ship in the Coral Sea and was shot in the Damao Dushu Hotel, jumped out to accuse Zhang.
Zhang Jing smiled and looked at Sugiyama Ai again, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance."
