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Text 1728 Grass skiing and surfing

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    Ruth was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, a pair of sneakers, and a sports bag slung across her back. She was looking at the door of the hotel. Wang Baoyu stopped the car, rolled down the window and asked with a smile: "Miss Ruth, are you dressed like this to go?"  Climb a mountain."

    "Wang Baoyu, I heard that you can ski in Xuefeng Village, let's go there." Ruth said as she got in the car.

    "Now we can only go grass skiing, and we only ski in winter." Wang Baoyu said.

    "It's all the same, you take me there." Ruth said.

    Guests are welcome to do as they please, and besides being paid, it¡¯s not a bad idea to go there to relax. Wang Baoyu readily agreed, started the car, and sped straight to Xuefeng Village.

    At the time when summer and autumn alternate, the gentle breeze blows into the car window with the smell of crops in the fields, vaguely revealing the smell of harvest. Along the way, Ruth curiously inquired about the customs and customs here, while Wang Baoyu explained carefully and from time to time.  He told a joke, and he didn¡¯t know whether Ruth understood it or not, but she just smiled slightly.

    Wang Baoyu is in a good mood. Where to go is not the main problem. He has been calculating the salary of one thousand dollars a day, how much it will be in a month, and then in a year

    He drove directly to Xuefeng Village without contacting Hou Si in advance. Wang Baoyu didn't want to talk to him. Although he used to be as close as brothers, now he is down and out. Hou Si almost never has a phone call, which inevitably makes him a little sensitive and feels uncomfortable.  .

    As soon as Wang Baoyu's car drove into Xuefeng Village, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. He was young and handsome, and had a luxury car and a foreign girl, which marked that this man was an extraordinary person.

    Wang Baoyu was triumphant, smiling, chest straight, walking squarely, with a broad and young attitude. Ruth didn't know what the etiquette was, but she gently held Wang Baoyu's arm. Wang Baoyu didn't object, she just thought she was a foreign girl.  This habit is not often shown on TV. When foreign girls meet, they hug and kiss each other. Ruth is quite reserved.

    In the envious eyes of everyone, the two people bought tickets and went up the mountain with a skateboard each holding a skateboard. Although the grass was not as green as in spring, looking around, the greenery was still refreshing.

    "Wang Baoyu, this place is so nice and beautiful." Ruth praised.

    "Our country has a vast territory, rich resources, and many beautiful scenery. We welcome foreign friends to visit us often." Wang Baoyu said in an official tone involuntarily.

    "How's the feng shui here?" Ruth suddenly asked.

    "Of course Feng Shui is first-class, otherwise how could there be a Jurchen underground palace." Wang Baoyu said casually, and asked curiously: "Miss Ruth also understands Eastern Feng Shui."

    "I've heard that after people here die, they have to find a place with good feng shui to bury them in order to let their children and grandchildren live a good life. I wonder if there is any scientific basis for this." Ruth asked.

    "Awesome, you've almost become a China expert." Wang Baoyu couldn't help but give a thumbs up. Not everyone in China understands Feng Shui. It's really unusual for a foreign girl to have such insight.

    "It's funny, you haven't answered yet." Ruth tilted her head and asked with a pouted mouth. She didn't know if her skin was white, but her little lips looked very red in the sun, like that or something, a cherry.

    Wang Baoyu swallowed secretly and explained: "Almost, to use a metaphor, in Eastern culture, parents are likened to tree roots, and descendants are likened to branches and leaves. Only when the roots of the tree are fully nourished can the branches and leaves grow lushly."

    "What metaphor is that leaf?" Ruth looked confused, probably not understanding.

    "Well, it's just an analogy." Wang Baoyu didn't know how to explain it.

    "It's really weird." Ruth shook her head and said she didn't understand. There were differences between Eastern and Western cultures. Of course Ruth couldn't understand it at such a young age.

    Arriving at the mountainside, Wang Baoyu rode his skateboard and slid down the hillside happily. The sound of wind and the scenery passing by made him feel like a child again.

    When we got to the bottom of the mountain and looked up, Ruth was still standing there stupidly. Hey, girls are timid, just like at home and abroad. Wang Baoyu shouted, Ruth, just come down. It¡¯s very safe. Don¡¯t be afraid. He also raised his hand.  She gestured with her arms, saying that she would be waiting for her below.

    With Wang Baoyu¡¯s encouragement, Ruth actually stepped onto a skateboard, but a shocking scene was shown, and Wang Baoyu almost dropped his jaw.

    Ruth did not sit on the skateboard, but stood on it, bending slightly, holding the reins tightly in her hands, as if she were riding a horse, and with a swish, she slid down.  Seeing her sometimes bowing and sometimes shaking, the onlookers let out bursts of exclamations. Wang Baoyu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, fearing that he would fall and hurt her. If something went wrong, he would have to pay for it.  trouble.

    What everyone didn¡¯t expect was that they slid all the way to the bottom of the mountain and were exposed.She didn't even fall down. She laughed and jumped off the skateboard, praising that this sport was very interesting and she wanted to play it more times.

    Well done, wonderful, a burst of applause broke out from the crowd, Wang Baoyu wiped cold sweat and said: "Miss Ruth, you, why are you standing down?"

    "This sport is a lot like surfing. I like surfing, but it's more interesting than that." Ruth was still not satisfied.

    Unexpectedly, Ruth was also a good athlete with extraordinary balance ability. No wonder she was so shocked by her first grass skiing. This made Wang Baoyu feel ashamed and ashamed. The two climbed up the mountainside again, and Ruth still stood and slid down.  It was really top-notch. When the mood came, Ruth even turned somersaults on the skateboard, winning waves of applause.

    After playing for two hours, Wang Baoyu kept sitting and skating, but he didn't dare to try it. Even if he skated squatting, his face was not as important as his safety, so he didn't want to show that face.

    Finally, Ruth left the grass-skiing area with satisfaction, and the two of them ate some Western food in the hotel's Western restaurant, and in the afternoon visited the Jurchen underground palace and cultural relics exhibition hall.

    Ruth completely stole the limelight in the morning, but Wang Baoyu felt that she knew far more than she did as the first discoverer of the Jurchen Cultural Relics Exhibition Hall. She could not help but boast: "Ruth, to be honest, I discovered the Jurchen Underground Palace."  of."

    "You are great. There are a lot of treasures here." Ruth showed admiration and praised.

    "Of course, there are countless dazzling collections, but the cultural relics exhibition hall here is all second-level cultural relics, and the first-level cultural relics have been handed over to the state." Wang Baoyu introduced, according to the agreement, he also acts as a tour guide.

    "My God, perfect!" Ruth sighed and said something in foreign language. Although Wang Baoyu didn't understand it, she knew from her stunning expression that the things from her ancestors must have aroused her interest.

    Ruth took out a camera from her bag. It was quite high-end. It was only about the size of a matchbox. She took pictures of the cultural relics in the exhibition hall one by one. She also praised some of the cultural relics for their unique shape and artistic sense, which was rare.  Ruth, who focuses on taking pictures of cultural relics, does not look like a student in an art school, but more like an expert on cultural relics, with bright eyes and meticulous attention to detail.
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