[Entertainment] Abnormal relationship

People naturally lack a kind of resistance to beautiful things, so when Cen Rujue asked "Is there an artist named Tian in the town", he quickly got the answer.

"You mean Laotian in the northwest corner of the town, right? His family makes hemp paper." The person who answered not only pointed out the direction enthusiastically, but after talking a lot, he realized the twists and turns and complexity of the alleys in the town. Volunteering to lead the way and explaining the situation to them while walking forward.Jiang Lang's guess is correct, Tian Yue is his real name, but everyone in the town calls him Lao Tian.People in the town are used to people coming to look for Lao Tian from time to time. They know that what Lao Tian masters is a kind of handicraft. "Hey, don't underestimate Laotian and our town. There are reporters who have interviewed them, and I led the way." The man scratching his head was proud and a little shy when he said this.

Lao Tian's home is a big square yard.

The guide yelled at the door and saw an old man about 60 years old coming out. He introduced: "This is Laotian, you talk first." The blue coat has a simple atmosphere, although the hair is already gray , but the spirit is still hale and hearty.When he saw Jiang Lang and his party, a smile appeared on his face, he waved at the man, and said kindly: "Are you all those big stars? If you don’t come to my old Tian’s house, it seems that you are quite capable.”

"Master Tian, ​​hello." Jiang Lang smiled, walked up to shake hands with Lao Tian, ​​and said in his mouth, "You provided those crossword puzzles to the crew, right?"

"Haha." Lao Tian raised his head and smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were piled together.His face looked a bit serious, but this smile revealed a bit of kindness and kindness. "Come into the house." He said cordially, and went through the big iron gate and yelled at his wife to make tea.The old yellow dog tied in the cage drooped its head and barked a few times after smelling the strange smell. Seeing that no one was paying attention to it, maybe it felt bored, so it curled up again, and its lazy expression fit the bill. The looseness of this small town.

The yard was a bit sloppy, with rags, old shoe soles, and hemp rope ends piled up everywhere.Xie Lingkun's complexion turned a little dark. He dodged left and right to avoid stepping on a landmine. When he realized that the big cameraman was following him, he pretended to be calm, stroked the expensive watch on his wrist, and asked with a smile. : "Does our knowledgeable little Lang understand these things?"

Xiaolang?Even when they were most intimate, Cen Rujue never called her by her name like this.Jiang Lang almost had goosebumps all over her body. She glanced at Xie Lingkun with some chills, and felt that the image of this handsome actor with eight-pack abs in her heart suddenly became much more wretched.

"Master Tian, ​​are these all the raw materials you collected?" Jiang Lang ignored Xie Lingkun's words. She stepped forward a few steps and walked to something similar to a curtain. Dust, sniffing at the bottom of the nose, a strange smell invaded, but it was not the stench as imagined.She thought for a while, then asked curiously, "Is this a paper curtain?"

"That's right, the detachable paper curtain." The smile on Lao Tian's face became thicker, and he met Jiang Lang's interested face, and said, "I thought those from the city could only act, I don't know It seems that the little girl knows quite a lot about these folk crafts."

Jiang Lang lowered his head and smiled: "I saw this when I was flipping through the book before, I'm afraid I can't remember clearly."

Lao Tian gave a thumbs up and invited Jiang Lang and the others into the room.The old-fashioned chair is covered with a layer of cushions, and a few elegant flowers are inserted in the vases on both sides.There was a set of excellent purple sand tea set on the black rosewood tea tray. Lao Tian reached out and grabbed a cup. After receiving his wife's eyes, he said with a smile, "Drink tea, please. You don't have to be as particular about it as my wife." As soon as he said it, Jiang Lang didn't dare to act recklessly, she only knew how to drink tea, secretly glanced at Cen Rujue, and followed her movements to taste it pretendingly.

"Master, our Ren—"

Before Xie Lingkun finished speaking, she was interrupted by Cen Rujue. She gave Xie Lingkun a faint glance, turned to look at Lao Tian and asked with a smile, "Master Tian, ​​what can we do for you?"

Teacher Cen's smile is so pretty.

Jiang Lang propped his chin, and the obsessive eyes that fell on Cen Rujue could be described as presumptuous.

Lao Tian smiled and said: "I really need your help with something. I am old now, and my legs and feet are not good, but there is still a detachable paper curtain that has not been completed. This paper curtain is woven with fine bamboo silk. , generally use bitter bamboo as raw material. There is a large piece of bitter bamboo planted in the back mountain not far away, you can help me cut some and remove the branches, then I will ask Old Wang to drive you there with a tractor." Jiang Lang stared His eyes widened in surprise, and he said again, "You are all from the city, haven't you experienced such hardship?"

"It's okay, it's considered exercise." Jiang Lang hurriedly replied.With the current technology, where is it still necessary to manually cut bamboo?Obviously it is the task of the program group.She rolled up her sleeves and said with a smile, "Isn't it just chopping bamboo? We can do it! We'll go there this afternoon!"

There are patches of bitter bamboo forests, there is a rustling sound when the wind blows, and the green eyes full of eyes bring a refreshing feeling.It is very different from the common ornamental bamboos. Bitter bamboo is about as high as a floor and has a relatively hard texture.Carrying a knife and a saw, he marched towards the bitter bamboo forest with arrogance. "Mr. Xie, you are a male, it's time to show your strength." Putting the mie knife into Xie Lingkun's hand, Jiang Lang pondered for a while and then said, "It's this one, the more old and dirty it is It’s only a matter of years, Teacher Cen and I will help you, and you can cut it.”

Even if Xie Lingkun was unwilling to be at such a juncture, he could only accept the knife with a smile. He made an exaggerated movement, as if he was the hero of the rivers and lakes he once played, pretending that the knife would go down the whole bamboo will burst.But the fact is that his knife cut on the soil, leaving only a shallow white mark on the bamboo.

"That's not right!"

"Chop at a slant! Cut down, and don't stick to the soil."

"Hold the knife tightly, brother, your knife is going to fly!"

"Is it okay to cut from a different angle?"

"Forget it, I'll come."

……

Really couldn't see it, Jiang Lang pushed Xie Lingkun away and rolled his eyes at him.The Miao Dao seemed to come to life when it was in her hands, and the skillful movements seemed to have been done thousands of times.

"Xie Yingdi, you can pick off the branches later, please remember to use the back of the knife."

"Teacher Cen, just help me hold the bamboo, if you can't hold it up, just tell me."

During this afternoon, several blisters appeared on their hands, and the disheveled people finally got on the tractor for the return trip.Looking at her achievements, the smile on Jiang Lang's face was a bit forced, she looked at her hands, and then looked at Cen Rujue with wet eyes, with a kind of indescribable pity and resentment.

How could Cen Rujue not know what she was thinking, and leaned on Jiang Lang's body with a jolt, and chuckled softly in her ear: "Sleep well tonight, and you will have strength in the days to come."

Jiang Lang, who did not give up, signaled with his eyes: "Mr. Cen, aren't your hands all right?"

"This must be a fake Jiang Lang! ! ! "

—what did I see?Is this still the little princess who lives in the castle?

——Calling my boyfriend, Teacher Jiang, who is full of energy!

——I won't lick the male god's abs anymore, my God, will Mr. Jiang marry me?

——Wake up upstairs, Mr. Jiang has already obtained the certificate from me.

——You all go away, Mr. Jiang belongs to Mrs. Cen, haven't you seen that full of pampering?God, the loyal dog Gong and the fairy suffer!

——How can Teacher Cen's aura of [-] meters be a shou?

——I only saw Mr. Jiang rejecting Mr. Cen when he wanted to help.

——I have a question, please Xueba to answer: Jiang Lang's wrist strength?

——Upstairs, can you ask Mr. Cen?

——I seem to know some terrible news.

——The upstairs is my nonsense.