[You spent one night in the Miao village, and you got the talent: Iron Stomach]
[Iron Stomach: You will be immune to some toxins in food, and these toxins will be converted into nutrients to strengthen your stomach function]
【Clean and hygienic, brothers】
Chen Xing rubbed his eyes.
Hey, this system can actually make jokes.
Although he woke up, he was still a little drowsy and felt for his mobile phone on the edge of the pillow.
Morning has passed.
He didn't go to bed until early in the morning after reading the comments from netizens last night. The compliments and praises for him made his heart warm, and he would wake up laughing even in his dreams.
Then I really had a sweet dream.
Sweet dreams are so rare, so it’s understandable that he slept until ten in the morning.
Stretched, got up and got dressed.
After washing up, Chen Xing put his computer into his backpack and was ready to leave at any time, but he had to go out to find out if anyone would go to town or the county today so that he could hitch a ride, otherwise he would have to walk for a while.
He would definitely refuse to go to town in two hours.
When he came down the stairs, he saw the bride sitting on a wicker chair watching TV.
Oh, you shouldn’t call me bride now.
"Xiangdie, are you alone? Where is your husband?"
"Good morning, Brother Chen, he has gone to harvest rice."
These days are the harvest season for rice. The terrain here makes it impossible to use agricultural harvesters. They can only rely on people to harvest bit by bit. Therefore, at this time, all the labor force has to go into battle, and they have to rush within a week.
Harvest all the rice.
"It's still early? It's almost time for lunch." Chen Xing looked at his face and hair in the mirror on the first floor, and then said, "Is there a car to the city today? I have to leave today, so I need to take a ride." "Are you leaving today?" Xiangdie stood up.
As a hospitable Miao ethnic minority, she still wanted to keep Chen Xing here for a few more days... although she herself didn't know what fun things there were nearby.
"Well, I might as well go and develop your photos earlier." Chen Xing said with a smile.
"It's not urgent. We haven't paid you yet for the photo." She was going to the room to get money for Chen Xing.
They discussed for a long time and decided to give Chen Xing 1,500 yuan.
The two searched the Internet and found that photographers' fees generally ranged from 300 to 500 per hour. It took them more than two hours to shoot. Together with the 600 yuan red envelope given by Chen Xing, they decided on the figure of 1,500 yuan.
.
Chen Xing stopped her and said, "No, this is my gift to you."
"No, Pang Yuan said that I must give you the money today."
"Then I won't accept it. I took wedding photos for you as a friend. Do you want to treat this as a deal?" Chen Xing stared at her eyes and asked.
After all, she is an eighteen-year-old innocent girl. When Chen Xing said this, she didn’t know what to do.
"But..." Chen Xing changed the subject and said, "You still have to pay for the picture frame, so I won't help you advance it. It's about two hundred yuan."
The 600-yuan red envelope and free photography were wedding gifts given to them by Chen Xing. They had to pay for the production of the photos themselves, and they had to have some sense of participation.
"Yes, but you don't have to send it back. We'll pick it up ourselves."
"Okay."
It doesn't matter.
After walking out of the room, Chen Xing yawned and stretched, looking at the sun that was about to climb above his head.
"It's really hard to watch your birth." He said to the sun hypocritically.
"Hehehehe!"
Chen Xing knew who the voice was as soon as he heard it, and said directly: "Xiu'er, you want to be beaten, right?"
"No!"
Yang Xiu jumped from the road into the yard, pulled Chen Xing's sleeve and said, "I know a particularly beautiful place for taking pictures. Come with me quickly."
"Hey! Your clothes are about to be pulled off. Just wait."
Chen Xing pulled back his clothes, went back to the room, took out the camera, and then said: "Let's go, is the place you mentioned far away?"
"Not far, very close!"
Yang Xiu came to pull Chen Xing's sleeve again. This time Chen Xing did not get rid of it. He followed her all the way, crossing the mountain from the path and walking through the terraced fields. Chen Xing kept asking where they were going, but Yang Xiu didn't say a word.
Be silent.
I walked through the Dai village again and came to a place that Chen Xing had not been to in the past two days.
It looked like an orchard. Chen Xing's nose could smell the aroma of rotten fruits in the forest. He looked at the scattered fruits on some trees and said:
"Peach tree?"
"Yeah."
Yang Xiu clapped his hands, jumped up and climbed to a peach tree, picked a peach that had not been picked yet, handed it to Chen Xing, and said: "Here, they collected all the good peaches last month."
They were picked and sold, and now we only have this late-ripening kind."
Chen Xing hadn't had breakfast yet, so he wiped the fuzz on the peach with a paper towel and started eating it directly.
Yang Xiu stood on the tree and asked: "Is it delicious?"
"Okay, it tastes good."
It's almost ripe enough to fall off on its own. I won't say whether it's sweet or not, but it's definitely not sour.
