The altitude here is relatively low, so Han Qi didn't have any insomnia last night and slept from 11 o'clock to 6 o'clock in the morning.
Now that I have breakfast again, I feel more energetic.
Li Xiaochuan looked similar to Han Qi, and he always had a smile on his face. He told his uncle that he hoped he would come to visit his dessert shop after it opened. It would take them a long time to get here by bike, but it would take a long time to drive there.
It actually won’t take long to go to Lijiang.
There is a very simple way to judge a person's mood.
When a person talks a lot of nonsense, it is actually when he is very happy. On the other hand, when a person does not talk nonsense, or does not say anything at all, it is actually when he is in a very low mood.
Zhang Shuhao said nothing.
Not only did he not say anything, the Tibetan girl also didn't say anything.
Han Qi is accustomed to calling beautiful women "mei". She is indeed very young. If she is in her youth at this age in the city, she usually will not have children.
"It's time for you to go to school." She continued to say to her son.
"I don't want it!!"
Zhang Shuhao said the first sentence of the day: "I'll send him to school. Where is the school?"
The Tibetan girl said nothing and pointed to the foot of the mountain.
This scene made Li Xiaochuan confused. Although he knew last night that this woman was a widow, and he also saw that she had a slight affection for Zhang Shuhao, why did it suddenly change like this? I don't know what happened last night.
Things you know?
After all, based on how everyone got along yesterday, such a situation might happen.
Comparable to eight o'clock TV series.
He was about to ask Han Qi if he had found any clues, but at this time the girl had turned around and returned home. Only two old people were outside and continued to see the three people off... four people, and a child was sitting in Zhang Shuhao's car.
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Han Qi looked at the door.
Can't bear it?
Zhang Shuhao didn't look back and kept pushing the cart forward. Han Qi and Li Xiaochuan could only keep up.
The road was too bad and they had a lot of luggage, so they had to push the cart. Not long after, Li Xiaochuan came over again and asked: "What's wrong with this kid? I know you've been sleeping late. There was something wrong last night."
No story happened? Hehehehe."
"It's just that you have dirty thoughts. Just go and go. Nothing happened. Don't ask."
In fact, Han Qi is quite envious of Zhang Shuhao. He often encounters this kind of scene in his dreams.
But fate is really amazing sometimes.
It's not that he doesn't come, but he only comes a little every time.
Just like Yuelao used cooked noodles to tie the two people with a red rope, but how can noodles be tied tightly? Pulling slightly to both sides will make the two noodles fall apart, and then each noodle will fall apart.
With part of another noodle.
Han Qi didn't know what was right. After all, this kind of thing didn't happen to him.
Dawa lived at the highest point of the mountain. Along the way down, sometimes when he walked under his classmate's house, he would shout, and either a little girl or a child would come out of it. Very quickly.
There were more than ten people in the accompanying team.
Han Qi once again experienced the feeling of someone helping to push the cart.
But the guitar really suffered.
These children may rarely see this thing. Their eyes have been rolling around Han Qi's guitar bag, and their hands have touched it from time to time. Although Zhang Shuhao is very popular among children, Han Qi has the most children surrounding him.
"Brother, brother, is this a guitar?"
"yes."
"Can I take a look?"
"Brother, can you play?"
The person who asked this question was a cute little girl with a ponytail and a plateau red face. Han Qi touched her hair with his hand and said, "Of course I can play, brother. I'll wait for you to arrive at the school gate later."
How about you guys sing a song?”
"Okay, okay!"
The children were very happy and ran happily to tell the classmates in front of them.
Han Qi sighed in his heart...it's so pure.
The road always ends, and it didn't take long for them to walk from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain and arrive at the primary school where Dawa studied. The conditions of this primary school were very crude, even cruder than any school Han Qi had ever seen.
When he was in elementary school, he went to a factory-run elementary school, and there was also a Shaw Teaching Building in his hometown, which was pretty good.
But the primary school here is just a larger private house, not much different from other houses in Tibet. The playground is the front yard of the house, but even though the playground is so small, there is still an everlasting five-star red flag in the center.
Dawa took Zhang Shuhao's hand and asked: "Brother, when will you come back?"
Zhang Shuhao didn't say anything, he squatted down and touched Dawa's forehead.
Li Xiaochuan leaned against the wall and thought... If he calls Dad, maybe it will be settled when we come back. But he won't say much. No matter what he says, this matter is Zhang Shuhao's own choice, no matter what he does
He has no say in any choice.
Han Qi took a deep breath, stopped thinking about Zhang Shuhao, and took out the guitar from his bag.
"Can you sing Little Donkey?"
"I can, I can! I have a little donkey that I never ride..."
"Hahaha, I can too!"
Han Qi plucked the string twice, adjusted it slightly, and then sang along with the chord: "I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day I rode it to the market on a whim, holding a small leather whip in my hand.
I was feeling very proud, but for some reason I fell all over myself in the mud..."
This song is very simple and popular.
After Han Qi sang once, there were already children singing together the second time, and soon a small chorus started here.
Li Xiaochuan knew Han Qi's singing skills, so he used his mobile phone to record when Han Qi took out his guitar. He thought this scene was rare and wanted to share it with his girlfriend. Han Qi also smiled and nodded towards the camera.
He wants to share the video to station B later.
It's not because he wants to make money, but because he likes to see others praise him.
Maybe this is the sense of accomplishment.
Half an hour later, the sound of reading came from the campus. Han Qi pulled Zhang Shuhao's clothes: "Let's go. If you miss him, just come and see him later."
Li Xiaochuan said: "I miss children here and there. I guess I miss girls."
"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"
Zhang Shuhao lost his temper and exchanged words with Li Xiaochuan, then angrily got on the car and drove on the road. Li Xiaochuan spread his hands towards Han Qi, and the two of them quickly got in the car and chased after Zhang Shuhao. This village is really a
In a magical place, the two of them chased Zhang Shuhao here and also chased Zhang Shuhao out.
No one said anything along the way, even Li Xiaochuan stopped talking. When everyone was eating at noon, Zhang Shuhao apologized to Li Xiaochuan.
Li Xiaochuan shook his head and said: "I'm not blaming you, I'm worried about your physical strength. This Hongla Mountain has an altitude of more than 4,000. Talking too much can easily waste your energy."
He didn't say that Han Qi also felt it.
As the altitude increases, the air becomes thinner, and riding a bicycle to climb mountains is very tiring. After riding for a long time, you will be gasping for air, sometimes you will feel dizzy, and the light will become dim. This is a phenomenon caused by insufficient oxygen supply.
"Then just stop talking and see if we can ride down the mountain tonight."
After sitting here for lunch and resting for half an hour, the three of them continued to climb up the mountain along the road. White snow gradually appeared around them. Ice cubes were clearly visible on the grass a little further away from the road. The temperature was getting lower and lower.
But the body temperature gradually increased.
Han Qi and Zhang Shuhao often stopped to rest, and it was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that they climbed the mountain and prepared to ride down.
