Like yesterday, the activities were divided into two groups. Qin Huai and the experts were considerate of them. When they got up in the morning, they had breakfast at each house and walked around the village.
Everyone was busy singing songs last night, and now they quickly asked what the tune they sang yesterday meant. The villagers gathered at Xiao Bi's house. Xiao Bi happened to speak Yi and was fluent in Chinese, so Qin Huai asked her to be a translator.
The photographers were also divided into two groups. Those who had rested last night got up again and followed the experts.
When they woke up at noon, the photographer who got up early came to the villagers' house where they lived to block the door and take pictures of them getting up. Fortunately, He Huan got up first.
Went to the villager's house where Chen Ying lived with the photographer. As soon as Chen Ying came downstairs, the photographer was very excited and said, "Director Chen, we filmed the New Year Pig Killing!"
He Huan is speechless, what kind of variety show is this?
Then he laughed and said, "Does that mean we have to eat pig-killing rice again at noon?"
"Yeah yeah!"
He Huan was afraid that the photographer's saliva would drop on the spot.
Liang Ange and Qin Kong also came down. Xiao Bi ran over, took a look at Xiao Bailong, and said with a smile: "You are eating pig-killing rice at my house today!"
Liang Ange held her hand and said, "Thank you! I'm really afraid that the audience will tell me why I'm getting fatter when I crawl into the mountains of Yunzhou?"
He Huan said: "It's okay, the audience will say they gained weight watching you."
Chen Ying said to the photographer: "Write this sentence down and do special effects when the time comes."
Everyone laughed.
The photographer nodded, "The villagers are helping kill pigs for cooking at Xiao Bi's house. It's a pity that you didn't see the pigs being killed!"
The group of people laughed again.
"Director Qin led the experts to record the tunes they sang last night. Xiao Bi was busy washing the vegetables and working as an interpreter."
He Huan looked at her and said, "You are really amazing!"
Xiao Bi raised his head happily, so proud!
She turned around and led them to her home.
Seeing their arrival, the villagers in the yard were all smiling, as if they were looking at their relatives.
They were still shy yesterday, but after playing songs last night, they still played until dawn! Who doesn’t like this? Especially those who can sing, they are simply treasures in their eyes!
Piaro smiled and said: "Little Bailong's antiphonal performance last night was so wonderful! Hey, you should come to our Yi village every day to play songs! The only ones here who can play, dance and sing are girls and boys.
A piece of cake to fight for!"
"Brother A Luo, I suspect you are praising yourself in a roundabout way!" He Huan said.
"Hahaha……"
The whole courtyard was filled with laughter, so enthusiastic that everyone wanted to have another one!
He Huan then told Liang Ange: "The Yi people in Yunzhou have a very good relationship with each other. Many of them met at the singing venue. They became a family after fighting each other. They have a common language."
Liang Ange looked at him, "Your girlfriend is also from an ethnic minority? She also met her through singing? Which one is she?"
Seeing her guessing eyes, He Huan shook his head and said softly: "She doesn't like to talk and is more introverted."
"Ah?" Liang Ange was slightly surprised. He looked at Qin Kong beside him and nodded, "Oh."
Chen Ying smiled.
"It's easy to become friends if you have common interests, and people with different personalities sometimes complement each other," Liang Ange said.
He Huan and Qin Kong both nodded with satisfaction.
Looking at He Huan's sweet smile, Liang Ange said: "Why don't you bring her here this time? It doesn't matter if you are introverted. Like my teacher Kong, he is watching me while I sing and dance. It's also fun."
He Huan smiled and said, "She has a bit of social anxiety."
Liang Ange looked at Chen Ying and laughed, "Teacher Chen, how uncomfortable it would be for him without a camera to hide from!"
A group of people laughed and looked at Chen Ying.
Chen Ying was speechless and lowered her head again, pretending to look at the camera. The other photographers knew how to capture the situation and pointed the camera at Director Chen.
Everyone discovered that apart from directing the photography team, Chen Ying basically had zero communication with everyone!
"Then your girlfriend is very good! She is introverted and socially anxious, but she likes you who is so cheerful and can make friends everywhere. This shows that she has a rich heart! She actually yearns for this kind of life!"
He Huan nodded happily, the elf really knew how to talk, and he got to the point right away!
He always thought that she liked being alone and didn't like the excitement, but was that not true?
After eating pig-killing rice at Xiao Bi's house, He Huan led the experts to leave.
The villagers who hosted them went home to help them carry their luggage.
A group of people walked towards the entrance of the village.
Several villagers followed the crowd with straps on their heads and nylon bags on their backs.
Liang Ange said: "Wouldn't it hurt if they carry things on their heads?"
"We carry it on our shoulders. Many ethnic minorities here in Yunzhou carry it on their heads and carry things on their heads. They are used to it. This is called standing upright." He Huan said.
Liang Ange nodded with admiration.
A Lu's little daughter kept holding Liang Ange's hand. When they arrived at the bus, Liang Ange knelt down and hugged her. She hugged her neck with tears in her eyes and did not let go. Liang Ange coaxed her softly.
He Huan shook hands with Biaro, then looked at Xiao Bi, "You will become a very good tour guide."
"Yeah!" Xiao Bi nodded happily.
The experts said goodbye to the villagers, and several hosts packed their suitcases into the luggage compartment.
One expert looked back and suddenly shouted, "Oops! They are stuffing things into our car again!"
"Ah!" The experts all turned around and looked at the villagers who were carrying bags on their heads and putting several nylon bags into the luggage compartment.
Everyone hurried over to catch them, and at first glance, they saw big bags of cabbage, wild vegetables, meat and sausages!
Liang Ange turned around, "Ah! I thought they carried the fertilizer to the fields!"
"It's fertilizer, it's what fertilizes us," He Huan said.
Liang Ange laughed so much that he almost fell down and waved his hands repeatedly, "No! Don't!"
The experts all hurriedly took out their pockets and said, "No! Just keep these things for yourself! Why are we so embarrassed to take them away after we eat them?"
"What's this? We've all eaten it here and brought a piece of it with us!" The villagers pushed them away without any reason, occupied the luggage compartment, and stuffed it inside.
The experts were dumbfounded and at a loss what to do.
He Huan said with a smile: "I really appreciate your warm hospitality! But we have to go to other places, and there are still many days left! Isn't this going to break if I leave it alone? It would be a pity if it breaks!"
"No! This is marinated bacon! Just hang it up for ventilation!" Xiao Bi's mother said quickly, "I thought you were leaving, so I marinated it first!"
"That's right! These are smoked sausages, just hang them up!" Bialou also said.
He Huan said with a smile: "Then our car is covered with sausages and bacon?"
Everyone laughed.
"There are also fresh vegetables. It's a pity that they have been spoiled after being stored for so many days! We appreciate your thoughts! Thank you very much! Please take the things back. It's not that we don't want them. It's really a pity that they were spoiled!"
Xiao Bi said: "Then when will you come back? Will you still pass by Weishan? We will send you down then."
Bi Alu said: "This is a good idea! Let me know in advance when you come back, and I will drive you to Weishan or Dali!"
The villagers all nodded.
He Huan rubbed his forehead. When they came back from the circle, they had killed more pigs. Couldn't they just go back and set up a vegetable market?
Knowing that it was useless to tell them, He Huan held Secretary Bi's hand and said, "Secretary Bi! We are really happy here, as if it's the Chinese New Year! You have spread the best thing, happiness, to us
!
You just kill a New Year pig at the end of the year, and you pickle the rest and take care of it for a year! Let everyone take it back! I will bring the little white dragon group again in the future. At that time, we will eat again! Let’s play songs again
!Let this place develop better! Okay?”
He Huan looked at the villagers and said something that made the villagers' eyes turn red. They nodded and then took out the meat and vegetables.
He asked Master Li to close the luggage compartment, He Huan put the white dragon flag on the front of the car, and the little white dragon group boarded the car.
Under the watch of the villagers, the bus drove up the winding dirt road. After turning several turns, the bus left Bijia Village behind. The experts were very sad.
Bijia Village is a poor village. Although everyone eats so much, it is during the Chinese New Year period. The rest has to be pickled and used as meat for a year, so it is given to them generously!
Suddenly, Biaro chased after him on a motorcycle, shouting: "Wait! Wait!"
Everyone looked out the window and saw Piaro speeding past amid the flying dust. There was a bulging nylon bag lying across the back seat of the car.
"Oh my god! They haven't given up yet?"
"Master Li, drive faster! Let's run!"
While he was talking, Piaro had already ridden to the side of the bus at lightning speed, raised his head and shouted: "They took the things home, only to find that there was an extra bag, and they all said it was not theirs, this is yours!"
"Ah!" Liang Ange put his head in and shouted, "It's the bacteria given by the eldest sister of Shilong Village!"
The bus stopped and Piaro looked at them sadly, "Do you want theirs or not ours?"
The experts couldn't help laughing. He Huan quickly comforted them: "They also stuffed them in secretly. We didn't find out until we were far away."
Piaro looked at him, stuffed the bag of bacteria into the luggage compartment, and exclaimed angrily: "I told you that you wanted bacteria! It's not like we don't have any!"
After saying that, he turned around and sped away.
The people in the car were dumbfounded.
The bus continued to bump along the dirt road.
He Huan looked at Chen Ying with a smile and said, "When the time comes, we will cut out the part where things are stuffed in Shilong Village!"
"Hahaha..." A car laughed.
"It's not to deceive them, the main thing is that this is a music tour, mainly music, not a food tour, right?"
Everyone started laughing again.
Qin Kong said: "What is the difference between the music tour organized by two foodies and the food tour?"
Liang Ange smiled and pushed him.
A car full of people laughed.
One expert said: "To be honest, I didn't expect there to be so many delicious foods!"
He Huan nodded, "This is a music feast and a feast of ethnic minority food!"
The experts looked at him very happily. Isn't that the only reason people live in this world is to eat?
"The Nanjian County we are going to now is the southernmost county in Dali, south of Weishan Mountain, between Ailao Mountain and Wuliang Mountain."
"Wow!" Liang Ange said, "Is it the same place where you saw the cherry blossoms on your last tour?"
He Huan looked at her, "The route was determined after we discussed it, Elf."
"Yes! I know! I just like to support you!"
When the experts laugh, people who can cheer up are really lovable!
He Huan said with a smile: "Yes! But now there are no cherry blossoms, only tea gardens and their singing songs!"
Everyone became excited again.
"Nanjian belonged to the Ailao Kingdom during the Han Dynasty, and belonged to the Mengshe Zhao during the Tang Dynasty.
Because to the south of Mengshe Zhao, at the junction of Ailao Mountain and Wuliang Mountain, there are two major water systems, the Yuanjiang River and the Lancang River, with two rows of mountains and two rivers in between, so it is called Nanjian.
In fact, it is a Chinese place name. Because at that time, Mengshezhao was called Nanzhao. It was also a place name in the Tang Dynasty. The Yi ethnic group accounts for half of the population, so it is also a Yi ethnic autonomous county.
The small mountain village we went to today was originally called Sheepfold House. Sheepfold House, when you hear it, do you understand?"
The experts smiled and nodded.
"Black goat is a local specialty. They live by planting and breeding. Later, the cherry blossoms in the village tea garden bloomed every late November and early December.
People in Yunzhou see a lot of flowers, so it’s not surprising. But city people are tired of living in the reinforced concrete forest, so they fall in love with going to the countryside to look for flowers and willows!"
"Hahaha……"
"Slowly, tourists are coming. When tourists see such beautiful flowers, they should post them on WeChat Moments to share them. This is really the year when WeChat Moments was first established.
Then some tourists would ask: What is your village called? Sheep pen house? Huh--" He Huan shook his head, and everyone below laughed.
"It's okay for us to call ourselves by an ugly name in the village. Since we are talking to outsiders, we still have to give it a famous name! The smart people in the village thought about it and slapped their heads. Since outsiders come to see the flowers in our mountains, we will call it Shanhua Village!
"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Oh! It sounds so good! It's similar to Shilong Village. It's because it's not very beautiful to outsiders, so I changed it to a beautiful name. Shanhua Village has also moved from planting and breeding to growing tea and flowers.
."
Everyone nodded, already beginning to yearn for it.
"We just said that the Yi people make up half of the population, and including other ethnic minorities, the number does not exceed half. The other half is the Han people. So they are more sinicized. They are influenced by the Han people, and they play songs and tunes.
After the Han people moved to Yunzhou, they also created many folk song tunes. This shows that no matter what ethnic group comes to these mountains, they can sing folk songs!"
"Yes! Like you!"
"Yes!" He Huan nodded.
A car full of laughter.
He Huan also smiled. Qin Huai looked at him lovingly. At first, he was a little reserved in front of a group of experts, but now he is completely shameless. But he is shameless and not annoying.
"Nanjian singing is divided into Ailao Mountain System and Wuliang Mountain System. Shanhua Village is the Wuliang Mountain System. They not only invite singers from their own village, but also invite singers from other villages to help out.
At midnight, they will send a strong man from the village to hug the singer from another village. The host will bring a goat and four-color gifts, and ask the singer to sing until dawn."
"Wow!"
"At dawn, Ge Tou invites everyone to eat mutton. So they say: play songs until dawn, and cook rice soup with mutton lumps!"
"Then I must fight until dawn!" said the elf.
Qin Kong looked at her and said, "You are really not afraid of getting fat."
The elf glanced at him, and Qin Kong immediately said: "I was wrong, you can eat it if you want."
He Huan couldn't help laughing, "You know why I talked about sheep from the beginning, right? My mouth started to water when I said this."
Everyone laughed.
“It feels like we are going to the mountains and countryside to collect people’s wealth and wealth!” said an expert.
As He Huan explained the magical Wuliang Mountain, the bus drove into Wuliang Mountain.
Wuliang Mountain is like an oversized broccoli. The large flowers are gathered in a pile of evergreen broad-leaved forests, making everyone unable to help but take a deep breath.
As soon as I took a breath, I couldn't help but twitch my nose and smell the fragrant smell of roasted lamb.
Following the smell of roasted lamb as they walked through the vast green forest, a tea garden greeted them like a quiet woman.
Uncle Aza, the girl who sang duet with He Huan last time, the young man who sang the lead, and a group of people were already waiting eagerly at the entrance of the village.
I saw the bus with the white dragon flag hanging on it, twisting and turning in the green forest, disappearing and appearing, getting closer and closer.
The bus pulled into the parking lot at the entrance of the village, and Uncle Aza waved happily.
He Huan got out of the car and said with a smile: "Uncle Aza! You asked me to come back next year when the cherry blossoms bloom, and I'm here now."
"I hope you come here every day!" Uncle Aza hugged him happily and patted his back.
The experts also came down.
He Huan introduced him, and Uncle Aza shook hands with them excitedly and said happily: "Welcome, welcome! Welcome experts! Let's go! We have roasted the sheep!"