forget the soul

After getting this answer, Yu Rong looked at Lin Wangyue, and Lin Wangyue smiled.Brother Xiao Fang said again: "There are too many people surnamed Li in the village. If you call Xiao Li, half the people in the village will run to you!"

The boat docked at this time, and when it came to a solid stop, everyone got off the boat one by one, and Lao Feng rowed the boat and headed towards the cave again.According to Xiao Fang, when there are many tourists, Lao Feng has to make a dozen trips a day.

When the backpacker landed at the end, brother Fang wanted to win over his business, so he was very enthusiastic. He hooked up with him and called him brothers. He pointed at Yu Rong and said, "My brother, look at this director from Shanghai." , the film crew all live in our house, there is no doubt about the comfort of our house, you and I go to see it? Just take a look, you don’t need to spend money, you haven’t taken a shower, slept well all the way Have a good night’s sleep? Our house’s sanitation, flush toilets, and solar water heaters are all brought back from Guangnan by myself in a carriage.”

But the backpacker was determined, so Brother Fang couldn’t persuade him to come. He got off the bamboo bridge and walked along the river bank.Yu Rong and Lin Wangyue put away their tripods on the bridge. He glanced at the backpacker. Not long after he walked out, he picked up a stone by the river and put it in his pocket.

Bamei Village is not big, Brother Fang said, it only takes about [-] minutes to walk from the pier to his farmhouse.He acted carefully, leading the way from time to time to be careful of the steps and mud. When he stepped on a compacted dirt road with some small stalls on both sides, his steps were long. Those stalls sold five-color rice and brown sugar glutinous rice cakes. , the stall owner met Xiao Fang, and greeted him warmly, either stuffing melon seeds in his hands or wrapping glutinous rice cakes for him to take away to eat.Brother Xiao Fang shared a pack of Ciba with Yu Rong and Lin Wangyue. Lin Wangyue ate it with his hands, and Yu Rong held the bamboo leaf and took a bite carefully. There were fruit and handicraft sellers on the road, mangoes, Longan, bamboo strips, bamboo baskets, embroidered shoes, thousand-layer soles, silver hairpins, silver bracelets, Xiao Fang will introduce everything he sees, and he can tell a name. What alkaline soil is the best for mangoes? The price of intangible cultural heritage is fair, and the workmanship is excellent. If you miss it, you will miss it. If you pass by, you will be destined. Yu Rong and Lin Wangyue look at me, and I look at you, and no one pays.When the dirt road came to the end, she came across a stall selling embroidered handkerchiefs. Lin Wangyue couldn't move, and stared at the stall owner.The owner of the stall is a grey-haired grandmother who is embroidering handkerchiefs from one side of the stall to the other. She embroiders bougainvillea on black handkerchiefs with golden thread.

Brother Xiao Fang was chattering beside him: "Camera Lin, you have a good eye. You have come here all the way, and you have taken a fancy to Achunpo's things. To tell you the truth, she has the best handicraft in Bamei Village. Take a look." , this handkerchief, she sewed it by herself stitch by stitch, you can never buy the same pattern outside, you see, there are phoenix ones, peach blossom ones, what kind do you want, you tell her, and I can send it to you tomorrow , Buy it back as a gift for your girlfriend or mother, it’s especially commemorative.”

Lin Wangyue looked at him: "Can I ask her about her embroidery thread and embroidery needles?"

"Not buying a handkerchief?"

"Not buying."

Little Brother Fang was stunned for a while, scratched his ears and cheeks, spoke in dialect, and tentatively said a few words to the old grandma. The old grandma listened, frowned suspiciously, and patted the wooden box where she put the embroidery thread and embroidery needles. , and pointed to the pile of handkerchiefs piled up on the booth, with a bewildered expression on his face.

Lin Wangyue touched her chin, took out a stack of banknotes, and put them all on the handkerchiefs.

That's it for this deal.

Yu Rong roughly counted on the side, the stack of banknotes must be in the thousands or hundreds.The three of them walked into Brother Xiaofang again, and when he and Lin Wangyue followed side by side, Yu Rong whispered, "We still need foolish and rich artists like you to boost consumption and domestic demand."

Lin Wangyue replied solemnly: "I have no money, but I'm not stupid. I can use 500 yuan to create a value of 500 million yuan. Do you believe it?"

Yu Rong nodded: "Well, you can open a Taobao store to sell handkerchiefs."

Lin Wangyue rolled her eyes, and Yu Rong said, "It seems that you don't have to pay taxes for being a micro-business."

Lin Wangyue laughed out loud: "Short-sighted! Small-scale peasant thinking! I plan to start a class and sell tutorials, teaching people how to sew handkerchiefs! Joining the membership only costs 998, and as long as you develop one line in a month, you can get a commission of 998!"

Yu Rong laughed, and both of them laughed. Xiao Fang looked back at them and said, "Today, there are not many people here. Many people have gone to the Bro's house to help. At night, everyone will go there."

He pointed to the east, thinking that the Bro house was in that direction. Yu Rong looked at it, stopped laughing, and listened quietly, vaguely, as if he could hear a flute coming from there. Also like a whimper cry.

Brother Xiao Fang said: "Go to my house first and put the things away, and then go to Bro's house, it's not far away."

His farmhouse is also in the east of the village, and there are indeed no people walking around in the village. Most people's doors are closed, only a grocery store and a few farmhouses are still open.Brother Xiaofang’s farmhouse is very grand, and he made two half-person-high light boxes, one on the left and one on the right like door gods. The one on the left is printed: Xiaofang Farmhouse, and the one on the right is: Happy in Xiaofang’s house .

The entrance is into the yard, where some hens are scattered and a big yellow dog dozes off under an elm tree. When people approach it, it does not move or open its eyes.The building has two floors, blue tiles, white walls, red colonnades, red lanterns hanging under the eaves, corn cobs, red peppers, salted fish and bacon.

There are two women, one long and one young, busy in the courtyard. Both of them are wearing blue cloth clothes with white trim, embroidered on the chest, and their hair is tied up high. There is a baby with white face and tender skin, squatting on the ground, drying a white mushroom on a plastic sheet spread out, like a white tea tree mushroom.

Xiao Fang said: "These are special products on the mountain. This kind of mushroom is very fragrant." He pointed to the many crock pots of pickles neatly arranged in a corner of the yard, and said, "The sour bamboo shoots, sauerkraut, and sour tomatoes are all pickled by ourselves. "In the evening, I will cook stewed fish with sour bamboo shoots, stir-fried meat with sauerkraut, teal duck with fresh mushroom soup, and cold bracken. "

There are also two porcelain vats in the yard, one with lotus and the other with fish.

"The lotus has been planted for several years, and it blooms every year. It is very beautiful."

"The fish are caught in the river in the morning."

He said something loudly to the woman with the baby on her back. The woman put down what she was doing and went into a room. Soon, she came out with two bowls of tea.Little Brother Fang invited Yu Rong and Lin Wangyue to drink tea: "The tea I picked myself, the wild tea tree on the mountain."

He introduced: "My love."

When the woman heard this, her ears turned red, she lowered her head and walked away, continuing to play with the mushrooms. The child lying behind her was soundly asleep.

"That's my mother." Xiao Fang said, and called "Ama" to the woman cutting red peppers. The woman raised her head slightly and smiled.

Yu Rong drank tea and asked, "How old is the child?"

"It's been six months!" Xiao Fang rubbed his hands happily, and led them into the house. The building is covered with white tiles, the hall is bright and empty, and two battery cars are parked against the wall. On the east side near the beam, you can see a black and white portrait of a man.

Brother Xiao Fang put down the basket and took them to the second floor.There are three guest rooms on the second floor. Yu Rong and the others live in the one at the end of the corridor. There are two single beds covered with white sheets, pillowcases, walls, and bedside tables are all white. The toilet is in the room. Or a flush toilet.The window is facing the head of the bed, there are no curtains, and outside the window are the rolling green hills and the whitish sky.

"The socket is here, and the hot water will heat up after a while. Do you need a hot water bottle?" Brother Xiao Fang turned on the light in the room, retreated to the door, and said, "Clean up, pack up, let's go again Go, don't worry, don't worry."

He left the key to Yu Rong and left.

Yu Rong took out the clothes, the camera cable, and the charger one by one, but Lin Wangyue didn't do anything, just stood at the window and looked out.He said in a low voice, "You said that if I call Xiao Li now, will half of the village really come to me?"

Yu Rong said: "Impossible. You have to go to that Bro's house and shout, and that Xiaoli will probably surround you." He put on his backpack again, "I'm fine."

Lin Wangyue was still standing, and Yu Rong asked him, "How do you know that there are many people with the surname Li in the village?"

"My God, you didn't check Baidu before you came? Did you just come here in such a daze?" Lin Wangyue walked away from the window.

When the two went out, Yu Rong locked the door and put away the key. He asked Lin Wangyue, "Actually... why are you willing to come to Bamei with me?"

Lin Wangyue looked at him and smiled: "Did you have an illusion that I have a crush on you?"

Yu Rong didn't look at him: "You didn't answer my question..."

Lin Wangyue said: "I'm short of money. If you pay me, I'll come. When people are short of money, don't they do everything?"

Yu Rong lowered his eyes and head, and walked to the first floor while holding on to the handrail.He heard a whistle coming from behind, turned his head, Lin Wangyue hadn't come down yet, he was looking at him at the corner of the corridor, and said, "I have a boyfriend, I love him very much."

Yu Rong also looked at him and asked him, "What about him?"

Lin Wangyue laughed loudly, and he came downstairs, muttering: "Yes, what about him?"

He passed Yu Rong and spread his hands.

They returned to the yard one after the other, each of them lit a cigarette, Brother Fang came over, and Yu Rong lit a cigarette for him, and the three of them stood in a sunny place to smoke.In other parts of the yard where there is no light, a lotus protrudes two pointed petals from the porcelain vat, and the snow-white and slender mushrooms are close to each other in the breeze, and the hens are nestling in their vaginas with their eyes closed. , the yellow dog slept on all fours.

Little Brother Fang said, "China, right?"

Yu Rong nodded and said, "I want to interview you, maybe it will be used in the film."

"Interview me? What can I do for an interview?" Xiao Fang rubbed the back of his head, "Then am I an actor?"

Yu Rong said with a smile: "act in your true colors, act in your true colors."

Lin Wangyue said: "Don't be nervous, you may not be able to use it if you pick it up, or you can ask the director to write you a guarantee that your interview passages will be used, see if he will write it for you."

Yu Rong coughed, took out the cigarette case and looked at it: "It's Zhonghua."

Brother Xiao Fang said: "I have to go to Bro's house to help watch the night, so I won't eat with you."

Yu Rong nodded, Xiao Fang also nodded, Lin Wangyue shook the ashes, the sun shifted from an angle, and fell in front of the open kitchen, where Xiao Fang's mother and wife sat on the threshold , a spoon for each person, and a clay pot for each person, and they stuffed red peppers one spoon at a time into the clay jars.The light brushed over their hands, and the gold rings, silver bracelets, and chili seeds on their hands were all shining.

Yu Rong pointed to the door of the kitchen and said, "Pick it there."

forget the soul