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Chapter 197 Sister Xiu'er Chasing Men(1/2)

 When the sun rises in spring, it is the most suitable time of the year to ride a motorcycle.

You think, at this time, the outdoor temperature in the southwest is basically above 20 degrees, and the temperature is constant within this value range. It will not be hot when exposed to the sun or cold when not exposed to the sun like at high altitudes.

It's not like summer, where the air is extremely dry and the wind blows all the way, blowing my hair like dry grass and scratching my face.

It’s very comfortable.

Chen Xing grabbed the iron frame behind the motorcycle with both hands, and soon the car drove to the front of the broken bridge, but now the broken bridge has been repaired and turned into a cement arch bridge, which looks very new.

"Brother, when was this bridge built?"

"Ah? I don't know."

The driver was also very confused. Isn’t it normal for there to be roads?

Not all drivers are familiar with this road. The small village of Huaping is still the same remote place as before. Few people come here, and even fewer people ask local motorcycle drivers to deliver it after they arrive.

Moreover, many tourists are disgusted with local motorcycle drivers and find it a bit annoying to come over and ask questions as soon as they get off the car.

This car took Chen Xing to the entrance of the village.

Chunman Village is still the same as before. After passing the paddy field, the first building he saw was the two-story grocery store. Chen Xing still remembered that there was a female boss who was a little chubby and she was quite nice.

He even exchanged money here.

There were fewer people here, so Chen Xing didn't need to wear a mask to disguise himself, so he took it off and put it in his pocket.

During this period, he had to bring it with him every time he went out, otherwise he would be easily recognized, especially in his hometown of New Territories. Almost everyone knew that there was a star-like figure in this small place, a photographer.

It’s all on the hot search.

Damn it, every time you go out without a mask, you will be caught.

Then it ranges from taking photos and signing autographs to being surrounded by several people asking questions.

To be honest, Chen Xing actually likes this feeling of being sought after, but it is really troublesome. And it’s okay to have so many people like him outside, but in his hometown, a place where acquaintances are everywhere...

It's really embarrassing.

So Chen Xing now habitually wears a mask when going out.

Chen Xing didn't strike up a conversation with anyone. He walked all the way up the mountain and passed through the Miao Village. The people in the Miao Village seemed to be used to strangers coming in from the outside. When they looked at Chen Xing, they didn't have the same novelty as before.

The eyes are clear.

Going down the mountain from the Miao Village is the Dai Village.

There are two different styles of buildings in one place. To be honest, if a big boss really comes here for development, repairs the road outside, and then builds a visitor center inside the village and does a good job of reception, then this place must be

Can become popular.

After Chen Xing left southern Yunnan, he also traveled to many places. In terms of the beauty of traditional architecture, Chen Xing still thinks this place is the most beautiful.

Chen Xing was also taking photos along the way.

However, the terraced fields in this season are not as beautiful as in autumn. The seedlings inside are as green as little cubs.

Arriving at the door of Song Xingwen's house, Chen Xing stood still and knocked on the door.

There are no changes here, except that there is an extra thread outside the door and a lot of small colorful stones are hung. They are colorful and beautiful. This was probably done by Song Xingwen. After all, he is a painter and likes these little artistic things.

It's normal.

The door opened by Song Xingwen.

There was green paint on his face, and he looked like he was working. When he saw Chen Xing, he was stunned for a moment and did not recognize Chen Xing immediately.

Song Xingwen knew that Chen Xing was coming, and he also knew that he would come to find him.

But this change is too big.

Are there really people who become more handsome as they grow older?

Last year, my skin was just white, and it felt pink and tender, with a little meaty feel in the style of old Hong Kong movies.

But now I am a little taller than a year ago, my cheeks are a little thinner, my eyes are big and bright, and my skin is not as pink and tender as before, but it is still fairer than ordinary people, and my temperament is excellent.

People with a slightly more introverted personality will feel uncomfortable standing in front of this person.

Fortunately, Song Xingwen has always been confident.

"Chen Xing?"

"Well, it's me, why can't you recognize it?"

He made way for Chen Xing to come in first, and then said:

"If I hadn't known that you didn't have time to go to Bangzi Country in your schedule this year, I would have thought that you had undergone plastic surgery... In fact, if you look closely, your appearance has not changed much, but overall you look very different from before. You really...



He even wanted to say some curse words to express his indignation. How could there be people in their twenties who still become handsome? But in the end he just said: "I'm convinced, I'm convinced. You want to see it this time."

Peach forest?"

"Yes, have the flowers bloomed?"

"It opened early. If you come later, you won't be able to see it."

Song Xingwen poured a glass of boiled water for Chen Xing. Chen Xing took it after thanking him and asked: "After my travelogue was published, how many people came here to travel."

"Not many, but not many. There are always a few waves every month." Song Xingwen thought for a while and then said, "They mainly like to live over there with the Miao family and don't think much of our wooden buildings.

To my eyes, I even feel that my paintings have ruined the atmosphere of the village."

"Impossible!" Chen Xing said quickly.

"Your murals will only add to the atmosphere, how can they destroy it? The people who come probably don't know much about traditional architecture, so don't take their words too seriously."

"I know that there are still some people who know how to appreciate it. The method you taught me is very useful. I now have over 100,000 fans on the entire Internet. A few days ago, my boss invited me to paint a wall painting at their home.

60,000 yuan."

"You agreed directly? What if you found it too difficult in the past?"

"How can I agree directly? Let's go and have a look in a few days before we say anything."

Chen Xing drank some water and looked around the room.

"You seem to be the only one in the family."

"My sister came back to stay for a day. She had to go back to school in the evening. She and my mother went shopping in the county town in the morning. It is estimated that my mother will not come back until evening. I told you that you would like the food cooked by my mother. Don't you miss her very much now?

?"

Chen Xing was a little silent.

What do you miss, fried moss?

"You didn't tell your sister that I would come?"

"Why are you talking to her?" Song Xingwen looked strange, and then asked warily, "Are you in contact with my sister?"

"No, absolutely not, I'll just ask."

Based on Chen Xing's understanding of Song Shulan, if she knew that she would be coming back in the next two days, she would probably wait until the last minute to leave, or skip school altogether?

It’s not like I’ve never done this kind of thing before.

However, Song Shulan's current grades are pretty good. She scored over 540 in the monthly exam before she lost contact half a month ago. It seems that there should be no problem with the exam. If she works hard or is lucky, she can get into 211.
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"I'm warning you, my sister is about to take the college entrance examination. You can't interfere with her, otherwise I won't be polite to you, even if you are my brother! You have harmed Yang Xiu, but you can't harm my sister again.



"Poof!"

Song Xingwen had the foresight to escape from Chen Xing's spray range in advance.

"Damn it, don't talk nonsense. Why do you mean I caused trouble to Yang Xiu? He's a kid. He's only fifteen this year. Do you know it's against the law?"

Chen Xing was shocked.

How dare you say such outrageous things? If your words are heard by a few more people, then I will have to be called by the police for questioning. By the way, did I not step over the brazier when I came back from the police station last time, so I won’t be arrested again?

Come in?

"What's wrong with being fifteen? There are a lot of people getting engaged at fifteen over there. Aren't you only nineteen? Oh, you're twenty this year, right?"

The group of people with old ideas have not left yet, and they still had great control over the village ten years ago. Until recently, this group of young people who have studied have gradually grown up, and many old people in the village have

The tradition was abolished.

It cannot be said that it has been completely abolished, but many young people no longer abide by it.

"Who spread this? It's illegal to spread rumors!"

songs

"What the hell! Can I think of this?"

He just came here to take pictures of peach blossoms.
To be continued...
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