Conscientiously making soy sauce

There is a sunset glow in the sky, and the surrounding scenery is really not very good.Several trees with crooked necks were shivering in the cold wind, and there were no leaves on the branches. The thin and dirty wild dogs with ribs on the side of the road were wandering with their tails between their legs, looking for food to satisfy their hunger.

"I don't know if it's coming soon." Zhuang Yuan was relieved to see the outline of the village from a distance.

After all, it is not an asphalt road, and the condition of the country road is basically not that good. It is bumpy and swaying. Zhuo Yuan suspects that his bones will shake loose, and two bones will fall off directly when he is pulled up and shaken.Therefore, it is not an easy job to come to this kind of place to collect folk songs.

"Well, according to the map, it should be here." Peng Hanwen compared the navigation with the map bought from the town.For such a small place, God knows if the navigation is updated from time to time, and if there is an accurate route, it would be a big joke if you drive into a ditch all the way.

It took a few days for Yu Guoping to come to collect the wind. During the period, it took a lot of time to prepare things, look for maps, and all kinds of preparations. In addition, Peng Hanwen was reluctant to let Zhuangyuan suffer from the cold, so he insisted on waiting until the temperature improved. I came out after recovering, and checked the weather for a week before going out. According to the forecast of the Meteorological Bureau, the weather should be sunny for a week, and the worst is cloudy.In rural areas, if it rains and the roads are muddy, the conditions will only be doubled.

This time, because it was just collecting folk songs, the two went together.Peng Hanwen ruthlessly abandoned his assistants and subordinates, and only asked them to go to the town to check out locations early to see where they would live and how to transport the equipment if they really wanted to shoot, so that they would not need to appear in front of him and Zhuang Yuan.

This time, they were all driven by Peng Hanwen. After driving for a few hours, they went to rest stops to relax. He didn't let Zhuang Yuan touch the steering wheel.Knowing that he was able to drive around the city at his level, Zhuang Yuan was not overwhelmed.

It's just this journey, he knew that Peng Hanwen was very tired.

Now that he finally saw his destination, he thought that he could let Peng Hanwen have a good rest before looking for the old house that made strange noises.

"It's really remote here, I don't know when I can go back." Zhuang Yuan looked at a lonely sheep tied to a tree by the roadside and said, "I don't know if Uncle Xu will recover from his illness by then."

"Uncle Xu is also getting old, didn't the doctor tell you this time? Just take a good rest. But," Peng Hanwen shook his head, "he still treats me neither salty nor harsh, I can see how much he dislikes me."

"It's good that I didn't sweep you out with a broom." Zhuang Yuan had a smile on his face.Speaking of which, Uncle Xu had always been polite to people, and he didn't easily show his emotions, so he was kind and kind to him alone, loving him like a nephew, but talking to Peng Hanwen was really ambiguous, all kinds of unpleasant.It was completely because he was afraid that Peng Hanwen would lead him astray.Fortunately, Peng Hanwen pretended not to understand, and all kinds of words were filtered into good words, which made Uncle Xu even more unhappy.

But Zhuang Yuan was able to understand Uncle Xu's feelings. The relationship between him and Peng Hanwen was actually closer than that of friends, and it was another step short of being lovers.And at Uncle Xu's age, he should not be able to accept this kind of same-sex relationship, and he didn't say that it was bad, which was considered to be very considerate of his face.

But Zhuang Yuan knew that this step would be taken sooner or later.And Peng Hanwen, probably because of guilt or previous remorse, always cared for him and tolerated him in various ways. As long as he didn't nod, Peng Hanwen was capable of continuing to be a silent friend for decades.

As long as he doesn't nod, as long as he doesn't open his mouth to agree.

After all, he needs to give him an answer.

It's just that when the time comes, Uncle Xu should be even more unhappy.Zhuang Yuan rubbed his temples helplessly, thinking about the old man's age, the next time he goes there, he should not bring Peng Hanwen, a potential risk factor, to avoid making the old man faint.

The car was jolting, not fast.

After a while, we drove to the front of the small village. There were all dirt roads, and dried cow dung could still be seen on the road, piled up in circles.

Peng Hanwen focused on driving and found an open space that could be called a square to stop.

Zhuang Yuan jumped out of the car and was shocked by the cold wind. The temperature inside the car was suitable, but he didn't expect it to be so cold outside, several degrees colder than in the city.

"It's cold outside, don't come out so quickly." Peng Hanwen took out the scarf and carefully and gently wrapped Zhuang Yuan up, then patted his head, "Why don't you wear a hat? Is it cold? It’s better to eat or not.”

Zhuang Yuan nodded and put on his hat.It's so cold here...

"Let's find someone first. Yu Guoping gave me the number. But I should talk to the village chief about this kind of place first, otherwise it's not good to just go and take pictures." Peng Hanwen is experienced and parked the car. Take the bag and go to the villagers to ask for directions.

Although it is sunny, it looks foggy and not transparent at all.There are less than a hundred small villages on the left and right. The roads are all high and low, not smooth, and the walls of the houses are mottled, and there are few renovated and newly built buildings.With just one glance, I saw some old people.

Most of the young people here have gone to work in the city, and sooner or later this village will be abandoned and forgotten.

Peng Hanwen asked a few old people. He took Zhuang Yuan's hand and walked towards the village. He didn't see too many people along the way.And some children are playing with mud in dirty clothes.

"Well, it should be here." Compared with others, the house in front of him was a little newer and a little bigger.

Peng Hanwen raised his voice, "Is the village chief here? We are from outside, and we want to learn something here."

After a while, I saw an old man, quite old, with gray hair and half-new clothes, holding a bronze pipe in his hand.

"You are?" The old man was a little puzzled.

"Hello, we are from the city, from the TV station." Peng Hanwen said politely, "This time, I heard that there is a house here that makes strange noises, so our station asked us to come and have a look. I contacted people, but I think it’s better to talk to the village chief first.”

The old man squinted his eyes and looked, "This is my son's phone number. Well, he told me that you are from the city. Come on in first. He's coming back soon, and he's just going to the field. Check it out."

The main room is very dark, with a portrait of Mao Zedong on the wall, and some corn peppers are hung on one side.No floor is all dirt, and the stools are some lumpy and greasy benches.Peng Hanwen was about to take out a tissue to wipe it off, but Zhuang Yuan grabbed his hand and sat down naturally.

"Hey, I heard what my son said. Are you from some TV station above? In fact, it is a house here, a little far away from here, and now there will always be strange noises." The old man knocked on the pipe. I’ve said it all, could it be a ghost?”

Just as he was talking, the old man's son came back.The middle-aged man named Zhang Jianguo looked black and thin but was very capable. When he saw Peng Hanwen and Zhuang Yuan, he quickly wiped his hands on his pants and shook hands.When the village chief saw his son, he asked his son to accompany Zhuang Yuan and the others, and went to arrange a place for the two of them by himself and let his daughter-in-law prepare dinner.

"I didn't expect you, Director Peng, to really come here. I thought the TV station wouldn't care about such a small matter." Zhang Jianguo went to the kitchen and brought out two enamel cups with Dongfanghong written on them.Zhuang Yuan looked at it, the water in it was a bit cloudy, he dipped his lips and didn't drink it.

"Well, the TV station also attaches great importance to it. This is the screenwriter, and I came here to accompany the screenwriter." Peng Hanwen directly put the cup on the rickety table. I don't think there are many people in your village?"

"Yes." Zhang Jianguo smiled wryly, and sat down, "All the young people in the village can go. Actually, I want to go too, but my father is here. If I leave, what will happen to the village in the future? I Let’s see how long we can last. To be honest, I can stay, but I still want to send my son out, and I can’t leave him with such a burden.”

"My son is about to go to elementary school, and there are no schools here. He may have to be sent to the town to study at that time."

"En." Peng Hanwen nodded, "We'll stay here for a few days, and then we'll go to the mansion to have a look. There's [-] here, you take it, it's our food expenses for these few days."

"No, no, no." Zhang Jianguo waved his hands in a panic. "What kind of money do you need? It's great that you can come here. I can't take money."

"Let's accept it." Zhuang Yuan said, "We have already troubled you by coming here, and if there is really a story, there may be a crew coming in later, and we will trouble Mr. Zhang at that time. The money is still not enough. , we will make up other expenses at that time."

Zhang Jianguo blushed a little, but he couldn't tell because he was darker.He rubbed his hands, and rubbed them again.

2000 yuan is a huge sum of money for this place. He stays in the village and has no other income except farming, and his son is about to go to school. Money is really needed.

But he won't get paid for nothing, he can't take other people's money for nothing.He finally shook his head, "No, no, I can't accept it."

"Then, the food and accommodation expenses for these few days will always be charged." Zhuang Yuan smiled, "Don't refuse, by the way, I heard that you have a son? We happened to bring some Swiss candy and chocolate this time, I don't know Does he like it?"

Zhang Jianguo was really happy with these things. He stood up, "Well... I will accept the candy with the cheek, and you don't want to give me the accommodation fee. The village is far from the town, and it is difficult to buy these candies. Thank you very much."

"I'll ask my wife to prepare it... By the way, Director Peng, do you have any taboos?" Zhang Jianguo was even more enthusiastic.

"We don't eat spicy food, nothing else is fine." Seeing Zhang Jianguo running to the kitchen, Peng Hanwen took out a bottle of water from his backpack and handed it to Zhuang Yuan.

"The water quality here may be a little worse. You'd better drink mineral water to save yourself from having a stomachache." Peng Hanwen said softly, "You should also be patient about eating. Anyway, I brought a lot of snacks, bread and biscuits. We will eat them after we go back. Go eat a big meal."

Zhuang Yuan smiled and nodded, "I know, but we'd better eat in secret, so as not to let others think that we dislike their things. You see, the village head and Zhang Jianguo are so enthusiastic, and the conditions here are not good. They must take Give them the best things to entertain them. This heart must be remembered no matter what, even if I am not used to it, I will eat it, and you will do the same."

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