"Reporter Fu!" A middle-aged man greeted him enthusiastically. He is Brother Hao, a villager here and the younger brother of the village chief.
The village chief was busy with official duties, so the task of receiving Fu Yuan'er fell on him.
"Brother Hao, hello." Fu Yuan'er shook hands with him politely.
The two had spoken on the phone before.
Brother Hao helped her carry her suitcase and said as she walked: "When we arrive later, you can rest first and I will arrange for you to stay at my house."
"I want to talk to Mr. Li first when I get here." Fu Yuan'er was thinking about work.
Brother Hao said "Oh", "It's getting dark when we get to the village, I guess you're tired too."
Fu Yuan'er:......
It's clearly not even two o'clock in the afternoon now.
"There is still a long way to go."
Fu Yuan'er looked at the rolling hills in front of her and suddenly felt weak on her feet.
Fortunately, when the two reporters from the newspaper office pushed her back and forth, she didn't blame them, otherwise it would really be a pain in the back just to stand and talk.
Brother Hao continued: "And I went to see him this morning, and I don't know where the guy named Li went."
Fu Yuan'er:......
I called yesterday and was told that Mr. Li just came back from outside and would not run out again for at least a week.
"That's what he is like," Brother Hao sighed. "The dragon never comes to an end, and he often doesn't carry his phone with him. You should have a good rest tonight, and I will take you to find him early tomorrow morning."
Fu Yuan'er nodded, that was all she could do.
Brother Hao didn't lie to her. When she finally arrived at his house, it was already dark.
Why walk?
Because this way here is a narrow path that even a motorcycle cannot walk on.
"Do you usually go out for such a long time?" Fu Yuan'er asked, wiping her sweat.
Brother Hao put down his suitcase: "If you walk slowly, two hours would be enough for me."
Fu Yuan'er:......
"Don't scare Reporter Fu," Mrs. Hao came over and quickly put two dishes and one soup on the table, "Journaler Fu, you must be hungry. Eat first, and I'll boil water for you to take a bath."
Fu Yuan'er nodded, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
After a long day of hard work, she was really hungry.
However, this meal seems to be two dishes and one soup, but it is very rich in content.
Garlic seafood pot, pork belly and chicken pot and cold lettuce... Fu Yuan'er couldn't eat it.
She had already seen the barrenness of this mountainous area in the literature, and she had a deeper understanding of the barrenness here after walking all the way just now.
Take Brother Hao's shabby wooden house as an example. It is already considered one of the better buildings in the neighborhood.
But they also treated her to such good food that she couldn't even eat it.
"Sister Hao, I'm a vegetarian," she pulled the lettuce and rice in front of her, "take these two dishes back."
It might as well be given to the children tomorrow.
Sister-in-law Hao was stunned: "Brother, you didn't say you were a vegetarian."
"Big brother?" Fu Yuan'er was also stunned, which big brother?
Sister-in-law Hao's eyes flickered, "He," she pointed at Brother Hao, "I call him brother."
Brother Hao looked at her doubtfully, but she slapped his arm: "If Reporter Fu says you don't want to eat it, then you can take it to the kitchen."
Brother Hao picked up the bowl as instructed and was pulled away by her.
Fu Yuan'er was really hungry, so she ate rice with lettuce.
"Where did you get these things?" Back in the kitchen, Brother Hao also asked.
How can we usually have such food at home?
"Don't worry about it." Mrs. Hao added firewood and boiled water. "Don't touch it either. These are all reporter's belongings."
"Kefu reporter said he ate it
white……"
"She thought we bought it and couldn't bear to eat it." Sister-in-law Hao sighed, "What a sensible girl and pretty girl. It's not easy for her to come to work in a mountain like ours."
Then he said: "No wonder."
"What's the wonder?" Brother Hao became even more confused.
Why did the child's mother do all the riddles today?
"Don't worry about it. Go get some water. Reporter Fu will need to take a shower later!"
Hot water was poured into the wooden bucket one after another, and then two buckets of cold water were poured in. The big wooden bucket half a person's height was filled with more than half of the warm water.
Fu Yuan'er was also a little stunned. First of all, this was not an ordinary wooden barrel, it was a wooden barrel like a bathtub.
Besides, how many times would Brother Hao have to carry half of the water in the barrel, and how much firewood would he use?
This was not Fu Yuan'er's first interview in the mountainous area. She knew that these seemingly inconspicuous things would add a lot of labor to the farmers who stayed there.
"It's okay. I just need to fetch more water. Can you, Brother Hao, do it?" Sister Hao quickly picked up the bucket and said, "Wash well. I'll guard the door outside. Don't you be afraid."
"Thanks."
Mrs. Hao left with a smile.
Now that everything was done, it would be a waste if Fu Yuan'er didn't wash it. She took off her dusty clothes and soaked herself in warm water.
Well, it's really comfortable, almost like soaking in a bathtub at home.
Thinking about it, Brother Hao and his wife should also have treated other reporters with such warm hospitality.
Although the conditions are difficult, the enthusiasm of the villagers should be able to dilute the harsh feeling a lot.
Fu Yuan'er took a comfortable hot bath, and all her fatigue was washed away.
She took out the mosquito-repellent incense she had brought with her from her suitcase and wanted to give some to Mrs. Hao, but then she saw that two mosquito-repellent incense had been lit in her room...
Mrs. Hao was very considerate and very considerate of her.
She thought about it, took out a big bag from her suitcase, put all the snacks and nutrition she had brought with her, and sent them to Mrs. Hao tomorrow.
Then she lay down on the bed and took out her phone out of habit to check it out.
The phone has a signal, but once it enters Internet mode, the 4G symbol on the signal disappears instantly.
Better sleep.
"Reporter Fu, Reporter Fu..." She slept until dawn, and she didn't wake up until Brother Hao called the door from outside.
When she saw that it was already half past eight, she sat up immediately.
She had agreed to stop Mr. Li early this morning, but she actually overslept.
She quickly dressed and ran out of the room, "Sorry, sorry, let's go now." She said to Brother Hao.
Brother Hao smiled and said: "Why go out? The people are already here."
"coming?"
"Yes, here we are, right in the courtyard."
The person they were supposed to rush to stop early actually showed up in the courtyard on her own initiative. She must be very lucky.
She and Brother Hao walked out of the house and saw Mr. Li in the file photo standing in the courtyard.
The photo was a bit blurry. Looking at his resume, she thought he was a middle-aged man, but she didn't expect him to be a young man in his thirties.
"Reporter Fu, hello." Mr. Li spoke in a hurry, "What do you want to ask, please ask quickly."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and glanced at his watch.
"Mr. Li, do you have anything else to do today?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
The other party nodded, "These few days are a critical period for mushroom cultivation. I have to rush to the experimental site to observe."
Fu Yuan'er understood that the information showed that he had some success growing mushrooms in other places, so he returned to his hometown and contracted hundreds of acres of land, all of which were planted with mushrooms.
"That's great," Fu Yuan'er always had an idea, "I'll tell you
Would you like to go to the experimental site and have a look?"
"Are you going to the testing site?" Mr. Li was surprised.
"Yes, on-the-spot interview." This was part of Fu Yuan'er's trip plan.
"Reporter Fu, that place is a bit far away," Brother Hao reminded her, "and there are no cars."
"It's good to take a walk." Fu Yuan'er said with a smile.
But I felt a little strange why Brother Hao didn't want her to go.
"If you want to go, just go." Mr. Li urged.
Fu Yuan'er nodded: "I'll get the equipment."
She ran back to the room to get her camera and voice recorder. When she came out again, Mrs. Hao was also standing in the courtyard.
"Brother Hao will follow you," Sister Hao said with a smile, "Let him take you on a motorcycle."
"Isn't there no car?" Fu Yuan'er wondered.
"It's because I don't have a car." Mr. Li said and walked forward.
Fu Yuan'er quickly caught up with him.
After walking for a short distance, Brother Hao caught up with him on a motorcycle.
"Get in the car." He said to the two of them.
But Brother Hao was riding a women's motorcycle, the kind that could only seat one person on the back.
Fu Yuan'er looked at Mr. Li hesitantly.
"You get in the car and I'll walk."
"You get in the car and he walks."
Brother Hao and Mr. Li said at the same time.
Fu Yuan'er thought for a while, shook her head and said, "Mr. Li and I will walk together, and we can have a chat on the way."
She couldn't miss such a good interview opportunity.
"You'd better take the car," Mr. Li frowned, "Your legs are shorter than mine and you walk slowly."
Fu Yuan'er:......
Was she being blatantly disliked?
"Reporter Fu, just get in the car." Brother Hao advised.
At this time, there was a roar of a motorcycle engine in the distance, making the three of them look at the sound in surprise.
This kind of roar appears here, which is a bit inconsistent with the painting style...
As the roar got closer and closer, a figure wearing a leather jacket and a helmet appeared in their field of vision.
The first time she saw this figure, Fu Yuan'er's heart skipped a beat, and the figure of Cheng Zitong suddenly appeared in her mind.
Then she felt ridiculous again, how could he appear here!
So, who is this person who is incompatible with the mountains from head to toe?
Getting closer and closer, Fu Yuan'er's doubts grew bigger and bigger, her emotions became more and more excited, and even her fingers couldn't help but tremble.
When the visitor finally stopped in front of them, she couldn't restrain her curiosity, ran forward and took off his helmet without any explanation.
The person in front of me is someone other than Cheng Zitong!
Cheng Zitong frowned in displeasure: "Just take off a strange man's helmet like this?"
Fu Yuan'er hugged her helmet and said nothing. She was stunned and speechless.
"Who are you?" Brother Hao asked doubtfully.
Cheng Zitong took the helmet from Fu Yuan'er's hand, put it on for her with his own hands, and replied: "I am her husband."
Then he ordered: "Mr. Li, please take Brother Hao's car, and I will follow you."
Mr. Li seemed to know him and was not surprised. He simply sat down behind Brother Hao.
"Let's go." Brother Hao started the car and left.
Cheng Zitong looked at Fu Yuan'er who was still in a daze: "Still stunned? Aren't you going to do the interview?"
Fu Yuan'er's figure swayed, and without saying much, she got on Cheng Zitong's motorcycle.
