Seeing the sadness and despair on her son's face, Mother Lin stepped forward and stretched out her hands to hug her son distressedly: "But, Xiaohang, people can't be resurrected after death. You have to think about your father and me. It's not easy for you to be ours."
A son who was just raised.
Parents want to see you happy, and don't want you to be immersed in pain every day!" As she spoke, Mother Lin couldn't help crying.
Lin Hang looked at the white hair on his mother's head and sighed softly: "Mom, don't worry! I promised you that I won't do stupid things, and I will do what I say. I'm hungry and want to
Have a meal."
As soon as she heard that her son wanted to eat, Mother Lin quickly wiped her tears and ordered the nanny to prepare the meal.
But when Lin Hang saw his elder brother and sister-in-law loving each other at the dinner table, the bitterness in his heart became even stronger.
Early the next morning, he packed up his luggage and camera, left Yucheng, and began his wandering life. He wanted to travel to every corner of this land to experience the different customs and customs of different regions.
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Go take photos of those touching and shocking scenes and do something meaningful.
After wandering around like this for several months, in the spring of the second year, when the flowers were blooming, he came to an extremely poor rural area in the northwest mountainous area, with rugged and steep mountain roads, and was almost isolated from the world.
This place is already thousands of kilometers away from Yucheng.
The few months of wandering and shooting, the customs and touching stories of different regions have made his whole mood soothing a lot.
This village is called Cliff Village because the roads are inconvenient and the mountain roads are rugged. It basically takes a day to go down the mountain and back.
There are probably dozens of families in the village, but I heard that the government has taken a series of measures for them and built new homes for them at the foot of the mountain. It seems that they can move down the mountain by the end of the year.
The traffic here is blocked, and the news is also blocked. In addition to the satellite network and mobile phone signal, there is no broadband at all.
When Lin Hang climbed up with a local man named Lao Xu, he happened to see three people wearing floral shirts common in rural areas under the pear tree in front of a house. They were about three or four years old and looked pretty.
The little girl, holding a small wooden stick, is driving a group of ducks home.
The little girl said plausibly: "Hurry, go home! Otherwise, the big bad wolf will eat you."
Another little girl said: "Sister, you are lying again. Mom said there is no big bad wolf here at all!"
The third little girl giggled: "Second sister, the eldest sister is lying to the little duck! Why do you have to take it so seriously?"
The eldest among the little girls turned to look at the sisters: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and drive the duck home, let's go find mother!"
When Lin Hang saw these three little girls who looked exactly the same and looked cute and charming, he looked surprised and picked up the camera to take pictures.
However, before he could take a photo, he was discovered by three little girls.
As the eldest sister, the little girl came over with a small wooden stick and pointed it at him: "Who are you? What do you do? What are you holding in your hand?"
Old Xu, a villager who followed Lin Hang up, quickly pointed at the little girl and said: "Huanhuan, it's impolite to point at people with a stick. This uncle is from the city and is a photographer. He specializes in taking beautiful pictures here."
Landscapes and stuff.”
The little girl named Huanhuan tilted her head and asked with a puzzled face: "Uncle Xu, what is a photographer? What does a photographer do?"
The sister next to her immediately said: "I know, it is the person who holds a bow and arrow and shoots people's shadows like Hou Yi. This is the photographer. Uncle Xu, am I right?"
The little girl's innocent words immediately made Lin Hang and Lao Xu laugh.
Old Xu shook his head and said: "Lele, you are wrong. The photographer is a cultured and knowledgeable person. Did you see it? He just took a picture of the pear tree in front of your house through this machine and sent it to the update.