While they were talking, Shitou and Shitou had already fetched the water back. The little girl quickly went over to take it and sat on a small stove made of yellow mud at the edge of the small courtyard, and the chat stopped.
The little girl squatted beside the small stove, picked up a few pieces of firewood, threw it into the stove, lit it with a match, and then fanned herself with a cattail leaf fan. Then she held a thick-mouthed bamboo tube and blew air into the stove.
, was very busy. Shitou and Huzi stood on the side, unable to interfere at all. Han Baihang looked at the little girl's figure thoughtfully.
After a short time, the boiling water in the kettle started to boil. Shi Shi quickly picked up the kettle with a rag. The little girl took out a cloth bag from the room, took out some tea leaves, put it into the teapot, and Shi Shi poured it into the teapot.
Fill the pot with water, and instantly, the fragrance comes out.
Han Baihang said: "Fujian is a place where tea is produced, and the tea here must be good!" As he spoke, several cups of tea were poured. The guests and the host each took a cup. The tea was piping hot. Han Baihang just took a sip, savoring the aftertaste between his lips and teeth.
Qingxiang, Han Baihang didn't really understand tea, but he praised it politely.
After chatting for a while, the old village chief asked the little girl to send a few people to Xikuoyuan to rest and have dinner while the men who went up the mountain came back.
"What's your name?" Han Baihang asked after passing through the corner door by the patio and entering the west courtyard.
"My name is Liu Xiaoya." The Fuzhou girl is a little less shy than the women in the Central Plains area, and more honest and generous. Liu Xiaoya smiled at Han Baihang, with a pair of pear dimples hanging from the corners of her mouth, and a naughty little tiger tooth exposed from the left corner of her mouth.
Come.
"It's a nice name. Where did you study?" Han Baihang continued.
The little girl sighed, feeling a little sad, and said, "I don't want to read it anymore."
Han Baihang was stunned for a moment. He didn't know how he made her sad, so he kept silent. When Gao Hongyi saw it, he hurried over to smooth things over and said, "Miss Liu, how far is it from Fuzhou City?"
Liu Xiaoya said: "You are going to Fuzhou, it's not far away..." She opened a window and pointed with her finger, saying: "Look, it takes only half a day to walk along the path under the corner of the mountain.
In the meantime, we went to Jinshan Temple in the western suburbs of Fuzhou. When we got there, there were foreign trucks and rickshaws soliciting customers. They know the way best."
"Oh? Jinshan Temple?" Han Baihang said: "I have heard the name of Xiaojinshan Temple in Fuzhou. Since I am here, of course I have to go and see it!"
When it came to playing, the little girl forgot everything and quickly said: "If you want to go shopping, I can take you there. I know the scene there best!"
Before Han Baihang could speak, Gao Hongyi quickly responded and said: "That's a good relationship. Without you as an interpreter, we foreigners would all be mute!"
Liu Xiaoya smiled and said: "Then you guys have a good rest first, we still have a long way to go tomorrow!" The little girl jumped away, leaving only Han Baihang and a few others.
Han Baihang pulled up an old chair and sat on it. It made a creaking sound. He rubbed his head and said: "Brother Gao, please send electricity to Luoyang and say that I have arrived in Fuzhou and everything is going according to plan. Please rest assured, Commander."
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"Yes!" Hearing Han Baihang's words, Gao Hongyi quickly said yes and glanced at Shitou. Shitou quickly opened the suitcase and set up the small telegraph machine inside. The sound of tapping telegrams sounded in the room.
