Spring Again

Career is on the one hand, and personal feelings are on the other. At the age of nearly 30, whether it is due to personal wishes or the pressure of the surrounding environment, it is indeed time to consider feelings.

This is true for ordinary men and women, and the same is true for Jiang Xu.

Whether married or falling in love, there are only a few single people at this age.

The reality is indeed what they discussed.

Ye Xiyan drove the car silently, without a word.

A girl asked: "Where are you in the past, are you still talking alone?"

She didn't look back, and said blankly: "I'm single at the moment."

This sounds very ambiguous, as if she had been in love many times.

Luo Ruqi and the others think so too. After all, she was born tall and beautiful, which is obviously the one that boys like. There must be a lot of people chasing after her, and maybe she has never fallen in love.

A few people didn't talk much about it, they just asked casually and wentssip.

Soon, they turned to other topics and talked about work.

Ye Xiyan didn't join it anymore, and didn't care too much.

Since there was no time delay in the morning, we did not stop to rest in the middle of the day, and went all the way smoothly. The convoy arrived at Shunli Dalang Mountain just after ten.

Along a large green bamboo forest, and then across the spacious Wutong Road, slowly turning over the wind-battered stone bridge, the village in front is where they will stay for the next two days.

Dali Mountain is a gathering place for ethnic minorities. It is close to the river and has a beautiful environment, magnificent and quiet scenery. It has only been developed in the past two years and has just been developed.

Before leaving this morning, Shao Yunfeng specially warned everyone that when you get here, you must act in a low-key manner, don't be too public, and don't act impulsively when you encounter trouble, you must find the team to solve it. Because the ethnic minorities scattered here are not only the Miao, but also the Mongolian, Bai, and Tibetan, the group distribution is more complicated.

Different ethnic groups have different customs and habits. The main premise of friendly coexistence is to seek common ground while reserving differences. However, unexpected situations will inevitably occur. For example, cultural differences may bring about many contradictions and conflicts.

It’s hot, and the air conditioning in the car has a good cooling effect, but it’s not very comfortable after sitting for a long time, and it’s very stuffy. Almost as soon as they stopped outside the stockade, everyone hurriedly went down and breathed in, taking two breaths of fresh air from the mountains.

There is a cool breeze in the mountains, but not hot in summer.

The local guide brought a group of well-dressed Miao compatriots out to greet the convoy with a happy, friendly and enthusiastic expression.

Everyone has to pick up the wine. If you can't drink, drink less, and if you can drink, get two more bowls.

Ye Xiyan only drank a small bowl, and so did Jiang Xu, neither of them could drink well. Shao Yunfeng and the others drink a lot, and Xiao Chen can drink too.

The owner of the convoy was arranged to enter the stilt building on the banks of the Qingjiang River, carrying large and small bags, and staying in the allocated room.

This time it is no longer crowded, all are single rooms.

Ye Xiyan lives on the third floor. The room on the left is the travel blogger, the room on the right is Xiao Chen, and the opposite door is a tourist who came here on foot during the same period.

Jiang Xu lives on the second floor, next to Luo Ruqi, and next to He Yingzheng.

It’s a busy tourist season recently, and accommodation is relatively tight. The team originally planned to live on the first floor as much as possible. However, there were not enough rooms on the same floor. It was booked out a long time ago. The only thing to do is to try to keep everyone from spreading out. .

The stilt building is not like an ordinary hotel with an elevator, only stairs, and you have to climb the stairs honestly and move things hard to go upstairs.

Ye Xiyan had little luggage, and none of the boxes were full. After moving her own things, she went downstairs to help other people and took hand luggage. She helped Luo Ruqi but not Jiang Xu.

Jiang Xu doesn't have a lot of things and doesn't need help from others.

She was about to move. Luo Ruqi suddenly called her to stop and asked if she wanted to go out together in the afternoon.

She didn't hesitate and didn't want to go.

Luo Ruqi was puzzled, "Are you not free this afternoon?"

She evasively said: "There are other things, I have to stay on the video."

Luo Ruqi regretted, "Professor Jiang and Xiao Chen are going to leave you."

She still didn't respond and didn't really want to go.

After finishing the luggage, a group of people went downstairs one after another, and the guide was still waiting downstairs.

Lunch is to go to the village chief’s house to taste authentic Miao cuisine.

The village chief’s house is not far from here, four or five minutes away.

The guide walks at the forefront, introducing the characteristic local scenery to everyone in a while, and talking about the customs and customs in the other. The guide is young, in his early twenties. He is half a Han nationality. His mother is from Nancheng, and he is married here. He graduated from university last year and is still an undergraduate. The young man is very friendly and direct. He smiled and said that he was back to build his hometown. Now the country is not advocating college students to enter the village. He also played a role in actively responding to the call for policies.

Ye Xiyan didn't listen to this much, and walked at the back of the team absent-mindedly.

Hurrying to the door of the village chief's house, she raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Xu who was a few steps away.

Jiang Xu was looking at his mobile phone, listening to the guide's words from time to time, and from time to time he lowered his head and typed, gently tapping his white fingers on the screen.

It should be something important, or an important person, otherwise, I wouldn’t be holding my mobile phone when I’m close to the meal.

For some reason, Ye Xiyan remembered Luo Ruqi's words suddenly and connected those details together.

Jiang Xu doesn’t like to add strange friends. The WeChat avatar is a hand-drawn drawing that does not fit her own style. She goes out to make calls at night, and she walks on the road more than once to look at her mobile phone and reply to WeChat messages in time...

All signs can be matched with falling in love.

Not adding unfamiliar friends is to avoid suspicion. The hand-painted pictures are couples' heads. Most of the night calls and timely reply to messages are all because of missing after a brief separation.

Only love can get such special treatment, which is basically impossible for ordinary friends.

The more I think about it, the more I feel like that.

Ye Xiyan's throat struck, and there was an inexplicable feeling of inexplicability.

When entering the door, Jiang Xu looked back and happened to meet her gaze.

She looked at each other openly, and didn't avoid it if she was spotted. The whole person was weird.

Jiang Xu was startled slightly, his lips whispering.

The village chief is the uncle of a young guide, a man in his fifties, of medium build, who understands Mandarin, but he doesn't speak much, only dialect. All of them are very hospitable to their families, and they take special care of the people of the team. They are grateful for the publicity work that the team will do for Dali Mountain in the next few days.

Not only the motorcade, but also the respected elderly people in the village came to meet everyone.

The lunch was sumptuous, all of which were unique local delicacies, pure natural camellia, delicious fish in sour soup, golden-colored stewed duck in pottery pine, steamed lami...a big table was full.

When chatting, the guide acts as an interpreter in the middle, and the atmosphere at the dinner table is very pleasant.

Ye Xiyan said few words, eating most of the time, just listening to everyone chatting.

Jiang Xu glanced at her and found her a little strange.

In the afternoon, Shao Yunfeng and the others were led by the guide to wander around the village. Jiang Xu and Luo Ruqi went to the town. Ye Xiyan really didn't move up. After eating, he just went back to the Diaojiaolou to see the car with the excuse of going back alone.

Shao Yunfeng not only didn't stop her, but also asked her to check the other three cars by the way.

Ye Xiyan didn't answer at all, and left straight away.

But when she returned to the Diaojiaolou, she still followed Shao Yunfeng's instructions and thoroughly inspected the four cars.

In the sun at three or four o'clock, Ye Xiyan didn't stay underneath for too long. During that time, he went upstairs and took a nap, and then went down again at half past five.

She carried the toolbox downstairs, ready to check the jeep again and change the tires by the way.

The jeep is not a car equipped by the organizer. It is Ye Xiyan's own, a gift from Ye's father when he was admitted to the university.

The gadget itself is not expensive, only more than 500,000 yuan, but the modification costs money. After Ye Xiyan received the car that year, the modification fee spent on it exceeded seven figures. It may be that there was too much effort and energy on this car at that time. Even if almost eight years have passed, Ye Xiyan still has a soft spot for it, and he is reluctant to replace it, and will repair it by himself from time to time.

She was a little irritable, couldn't find anything to do, and repaired the car when she had time.

When Jiang Xu came back, the man was still lying under the off-road vehicle, working hard to twist the wrench.

A few Miao children timidly lie on one side and look at Curious, with their eyes wide open and watching with curiosity. No one speaks, and occasionally they diligently help with tools.

And the one under the car didn't even realize it at all, so the child stretched out his hand to pick up things after he was called, with two large white legs exposed outside, and dirty oil stains stuck on his knees.

"Give me the screwdriver, the flat-mouthed one," someone yelled unconsciously.

A group of children didn't know what kind of tool they were going to take, so they drilled under the car and asked what a screwdriver was in crappy Mandarin.

Ye Xiyan said: "It's a screwdriver."

The children still don't understand.

The man patiently said: "Screwdriver. The long one, the one with the handle."

The screwdriver in Dalishan dialect is a screwdriver. The children understand now, so they quickly searched in the toolbox. Finally, one of the little girls found a plum-shaped screwdriver and passed it in.

Ye Xiyan took the thing, and not long after, he stretched out a hand and said, "I took the wrong one again, another one, not this one."

A few small things immediately re-searched the toolbox and gave her a different screwdriver.

Jiang Xu stood there and watched for a while, then walked over slowly for a long time.

She didn't speak, just stood.

The children looked up at her.

A few minutes later, Ye Xiyan drilled a small upper body from the bottom of the car, and the two looked at each other.

Ye Xiyan was taken aback, wondering why Jiang Xu was here.

"Done shopping?" she asked.

"Not yet," Jiang Xu said quietly, "I came back early."

She is dull and has no words to talk to.

"have a job?"

Jiang Xu didn't answer, but squatted down and asked in a low voice, "What more?"

Ye Xiyan was stunned and blurted out, "It's okay, I'll take it myself."

After that, think of it and find it by yourself.

Jiang Xu didn't say much, his eyes flashed across her face, and when she got the tools, she suddenly stretched out her hand, rubbed the man's chin with her fingertips, and wiped it vigorously.

I didn't understand what this was doing, Ye Xiyan was at a loss, his heart palpitated, and his chest throbbed fiercely.

Jiang Xu half-cast his eyes, his mood is unclear.

"There is something here, dirty."

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