Son of the Bone

The new stop is Switzerland.

People always confuse Switzerland with Sweden, but when it comes to Heidi and the Alps, it seems that those fairy-tale fantasies will be immediately associated.

This time, when getting off the plane and waiting to enter the customs, the choreographer and director in the group did not let everyone play with their mobile phones, but began to explain various local taboos quite seriously.

Such as garbage sorting.

The most common are four types - plastic, paper, peel and can.

If it is further refined, there are more than 20 kinds in total, and the local government will specially make pamphlets and distribute them to the public, so that everyone can participate in the resource cycle.

This is a fairly wealthy country, but there is no rubbish, no extravagance and waste, and folk customs warn everyone like an invisible commandment.

Jiang Jue looked at the relevant customs, and suddenly worried that this time the activity was to sort garbage.

Even touching those soda cans with rubber gloves... doesn't seem like a good idea.

Qi Lin watched the editors and directors finish the general precautions, and then came over with the instruction manual: "They don't let people keep a single pet... goldfish are not allowed either."

Pets can feel lonely and blue, which is another form of abuse.

The two looked at each other, and thought of Xiao Qi at home at the same time.

When they adopted the little black cat, they were worried that they would be too busy to play with it.

As a result, one day the nanny called and said that it was lying on the sofa watching TV and could watch it for a day.

...seems to be quite good at entertaining himself?

The team sent everyone to the foot of the Alps, and the field of vision became more and more open.

Whether you go to Thailand or India, you can always feel the narrowness of the streets and the crowds.

But Switzerland is different—the high mountains, long rivers and distant sky directly magnify people's perception of space, and even the houses lined up in small towns have become like toy models.

The picture and the depth of field have been pushed to an unimaginable level, from the grassland to the depths of the canyon, you can’t see the end at a glance, the view will no longer be blocked by skyscrapers, and the sky is as clear as a blue oil painting.

The cows are scattered all over the foot of the mountain, flicking their tails from time to time to drive away the gadflies.

This is indeed a place suitable for retirement.

Life is slow, people respect each other's space and privacy, and the food and wine are delicious.

They recuperated in the hotel for a while, and after lunch, they went to participate in the recording of the show.

The dining table was covered with a snow-white tablecloth, and there was still frothy fresh milk on it.

After all the guests tasted it, the host smiled and began to say the opening remarks: "Each cow here produces about [-] kilograms of milk every day. In a pollution-free environment, the quality of the milk has reached the highest international standard."

Looking at the cows strolling leisurely in the distance, Jiang Jue suddenly realized what they were going to do later.

"There are about 70 dairy cows living in this country, twice the number of the last century." The host waved his hand to signal them to look at the vast grassland in the distance, and there were five cattle farmers waiting in line.

"And today's first competition is to see who can lead the five cows back to the barn with the fastest speed!"

Most of the cattle domesticated here are yellow cattle, but they are surprisingly tall.

When the program team came to investigate before, although it was confirmed that their personalities were mild, but taking into account unexpected situations, they arranged English-speaking staff to assist the guests.

Jiang Jue looked at it from a distance and thought it was nothing, but he didn't realize how difficult it was until he walked into the grassland.

The average height of these cattle is about 1.6 meters.

Rounding it up is a high school student—a high school student with a strong physique and long hair.

Copper bell-like eyes with extra-long eyelashes, big ears with yellow ear tags like fans.

No... this is simply a baby elephant.

The staff gently introduced how to drive the cattle home, and there were several shepherd dogs chasing Sahuan'er beside him.

Jiang Jue raised his hand and touched the head of one of them, thinking that this might be an impossible task.

This guy can push himself up with his head.

Other guests in the distance also dispersed one after another, and began to look for docile and obedient cows.

The staff have been trained in advance to only protect the guests and not make unnecessary interference.

But these cows are really twisted and unwilling to bow their heads in front of strangers.

Zhang Yuan had already tried to bribe them with some grass leaves, but the ground was full of grass, and Uncle Niu was not moved at all.

Qi Lin picked two smaller ones and tried to lead them to the cowshed.

But they stop and go, and even turn around halfway to graze.

Switzerland is a four-lingual country. If you meet a beggar on the street, you may know both French and Italian. It is obviously not suitable to drive cattle in English.

Jiang Jue simply gave up his anxiety, just walked around with the cows, and began to think about things.

At this time, the melodious bamboo flute sounded.

The sound of the flute blew a song "Spring River Flower and Moon Night", the melodious and undulating flute sound became clearer and clearer, just like mountain flowers blooming in order.

Jiang Jue turned his head and found that it was Qi Lin playing the flute.

The young man stood on the vast grassland, the grass blades swayed slightly with the wind blowing, all the way forward, the sound of the bamboo flute was like a small river flowing to the distance.

The frolicking shepherd dogs stopped and raised their heads to look for the source of the music.

The lowered calves grazing raised their heads and began to look in his direction.

Qi Lin turned around in a circle, his breathing was steady and undisturbed, and the bright flute sound rose and faded in the air like a spring tide, like an invisible guide.

The next moment, a calf started to follow his footsteps towards the cowshed.

More and more cows were walking in his direction, and five or six cows followed behind him, willingly leaving.

At this moment, Jiang Jue suddenly remembered Mozart's "Magic Flute".

The boy playing the magic flute left with swarms of mice, and settled another tribulation for the world.

Zhang Yuan had gone to great lengths to invite a master Niu, but now seeing Qi Lin coaxing them away by playing the flute and dancing, he suddenly felt a little bit resentful.

"You said... If I play a suona here, will they follow me?"

Lu Fang held the cow and froze for a few seconds, and said honestly, "I don't know what will happen to the cow, but the police may take you away for disturbing the people."

By the time Jiang Jue took the calf back to the cowshed, he was so tired that there were cow hairs and blades of grass everywhere.

Qi Lin was the first to complete the task, and the reward in the evening was to take a boat to see the scenery along the coast of the town.

Others work harder and help prepare dinner.

The program team sent some Swiss francs to everyone and asked the host to take them to buy ingredients.

The names on the menu are strange, and they are all things that have never been seen in China.

Nettle soup - darker than matcha and looks like a medieval potion.

Smelly herring with croutons - a well-known international delicacy.

Moose with chanterelles - never heard of either.

……

Looking at the list, Jiang Jue suddenly wanted to find a tavern for a casual meal with the vegetable money in his hand.

When everyone set off, Qi Lin came over.

"Huh?" Cui Meng was a little surprised when he saw him: "Have you not gone to the river yet?"

"I told the program team," Qi Lin shook the small envelope in his hand: "We will cook together later, and then everyone can go to the boat to rest."

Lu Fang almost rushed over to hug him—he was the best among the five!

They entered the town together, feeling the nostalgic architectural style of the Middle Ages, and scattered to find various ingredients.

Qi Lin saw that Jiang Jue was a little tired, so he simply held his hand, and the two walked around here as if they were walking with their husbands.

Jiang Jue suddenly laughed when he heard him hum an unknown song.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hmm... I was thinking," Jiang Jue's smile deepened, "Although he is still his fiancé now, he is almost ready."

Qi Lin thought for a while, and replied quite seriously: "I had this feeling when we were hiding at my house two or three years ago."

Hey?

Jiang Jue was startled for a moment, and suddenly thought of those days.

At that time, Jiang Jue had just announced his relationship with his parents, and he had won the Palme d'Or Best Newcomer Award, so his home was directly surrounded by the media.

He suddenly remembered that during that time, he hid at Qi Lin's house looking for a moment of peace, and the two of them really went shopping and cooking like a young couple——

Qi Lin didn't know how to cook at all at that time, and he always studied the recipes and portions with himself.

What exactly is a little salt, what does broken life mean, what does hob mean, and what does slow fire mean.

The two may have to work for two or three hours in front of the stove before they can have a mouthful of hot food, which tastes so-so.

Obviously I can order takeaway, but I am so happy to cook, my busy body smells like ginger and green onions.

At that time, when they were shopping at Carrefour, they seemed to be doing the same thing as they are now, except that they didn't hold hands.

At that time, I still felt that publicity was a luxury...

"Now we are going to get married," Jiang Jue murmured, "It seems like a dream has come true."

"I can't wait." Qi Lin picked up apples and honey to hide his slight shyness.

"Although it seems like I spend many days with you every year, it still feels like it's not enough." He held a ruby ​​red apple with embarrassment in his tone: "I originally wanted to go on a boat, and I was alone Roaming on the river may find a lot of inspiration for making songs.”

"and then?"

"Then when I went downstairs alone, I suddenly felt empty in my heart."

Qi Lin turned to look at him, showing a helpless smile.

"It seems that if I leave you for a while, it seems that something in the soul is disconnecting."

So he turned back in a hurry, went to discuss the conditions with the program team, explained to the chief director, and then came back to cook with them.

Jiang Jue stared at him for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes and kissed him.

Their lips touched each other lightly, and the aroma of apples loomed.

"It's a reward."