After reaching the pinnacle of life, cheats came [Entertainment Circle]

Liancheng didn't know what to do. He hung on the branch with a sickle, but he couldn't cut it off.

Wen Yanqing stood on tiptoe and held the bamboo pole with her hand, "Don't move, turn around like this twice, and then pull down."

As he spoke, he turned the bamboo pole in coordination with Liancheng's movements, fixed the branches under the sickle, and pulled hard, and a branch with a string of flowers was twisted off.

"That's it." Liancheng bowed his head and praised him, "It's really done, I'll try again."

Wen Yanqing nodded obediently, and stepped aside, there was still warmth on the back of her hand that was accidentally touched just now.

Liancheng stood there with his back straight, and the robe followed his movements, clinging to his broad back, revealing the butterfly bones that were about to fly away.

He is too thin, the blue and black eyes are particularly obvious, and there are still some bloodshot eyes.

Like a new toy, Liancheng played with the sickle non-stop, and cut a basket full of Sophora japonica, until he couldn't fit it, and he stopped still.

"Are these enough?"

Wen Yanqing kept laughing, "Enough, enough for many people."

Liu Shiru came over, "Brother Lian, let's eat!"

Liancheng looked at the light meal in her hand, and suddenly asked: "Can I try other ways of eating Sophora japonica?"

This sentence was said to Wen Yanqing.He lowered his head, reluctant to part with the upcoming parting, but when he heard this sentence, he was suddenly happy, and hurriedly responded: "Of course!"

Liu Shiru also stayed.

A basket full of Sophora japonica flowers looked a lot, but lifted them lightly in his hand, Liancheng carried the flowers into the yard according to Wen Yanqing's request.

Entering the yard, there is a well on the right side, next to it is a pigsty, and there are a few piglets in it.

Wen Yanqing took a wooden basin of water, poured the Sophora japonica flowers into it, and sat on a low stool to pick out the branches and leaves inside.

Liu Shiru knelt down to help him.

Liancheng stood at the door of the pigsty, looking down at the little pink pig sleeping in a ball basking in the sun, full of wonder.

"You know how to raise pigs?" This man knows everything.

Wen Yanqing turned into a flower with a smile, "This is raised by my seventh grandpa. He is visiting, and he probably won't be back in a while."

"Then do you know how to raise pigs?" Liancheng picked up a branch and stretched out his arms to tease the little pig.

"Yes, when I was young, my family raised a lot of pigs, and I had to get up at four o'clock every day to pull out pig weeds and cook pig food..." Wen Yanqing was excited to speak, but when he met Liancheng's admiring eyes, he was shocked.

"Now I don't have to do this," he said embarrassingly.

Wen Yanqing lowered his head and stopped talking. He squeezed the washed Sophora japonica flowers and squeezed the water, and Lian Cheng knelt down to help him.

"Life is always getting better, isn't it?" Lian Cheng encouraged him.

The misunderstanding seems to be getting deeper and deeper, Wen Yanqing wants to cry but has no tears, she doesn't know how to explain it at all.

He originally wanted to go back to his hometown every year. Grandpa Qi was getting older and older, so he had to have a physical examination twice a year.

When I came back this time, the Sophora japonica were in full bloom, Wen Yanqing was greedy for a while, so I wanted to get some Sophora japonica to eat.

Although he originally wanted to make more and find a reason to send the crew, but who would have thought that Liancheng would come here.

He also picked and washed the Sophora japonica for him.

Feeling that the two big characters "poor" might be written on my face, Wen Yanqing is really a nouveau riche himself, and Wen Yanqing is going further and further down the road of being misunderstood.

He didn't speak at all, and went to the kitchen with the Sophora japonica flower.

Liancheng only felt that when he passed by, there was a soothing fragrance in the air that he blew.

Wen Yanqing was busy working in the narrow kitchen, while Liu Shiru and Liancheng were sitting on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard basking in the sun.

The sky in April in Shaanxi is really good. The low courtyard can't cover the sun, and when you look up, you can see the endless blue, clear and moving.

But after a while, a seductive aroma came from the kitchen, Liu Shiru swallowed, "Brother Lian, no wonder you don't want to eat diet meals."

She pawed the plain cabbage without interest, and filmed with Liancheng for a few months, and she finally lost some weight, showing a bit of bone.

"Your fans are so amazing." She leaned on her face and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen, feeling plain and beautiful.

Wen Yanqing came out with a pot of steamed Sophora japonica, and handed it to Liu Shiru, "Take it back and give it to the crew to taste."

Liu Shiru took it over and quickly thanked: "I'm so sorry, I'm sorry to trouble you."

However, Liancheng didn't intend to move at all, Liu Shiru held the basin, "Brother Lian, don't you want to go back together?"

Liancheng ignored her, walked straight to the kitchen, bent down into the kitchen, and then replied sullenly: "I'll be back later, you go back first."

Liu Shiru stuck out her tongue, left the small courtyard with a basin in her hand, and thoughtfully closed the courtyard door before leaving.

Wen Yanqing played tricks, and Liancheng lifted the lid of the pot, and inside was a small plate of fried golden egg Sophora japonica, with an expression of finding out the truth: "I knew it, you must have kept something good."

Who told him to rummage through the kitchen and found two eggs, Wen Yanqing blushed and rubbed the corner of his clothes embarrassedly, and explained: "This one is more delicious."

Is his partiality just now so obvious?

Liancheng smiled happily. Holding the plate, he winked at Wen Yanqing, "You're so smart."

To him, blatant partiality is partiality.

The two faced each other, and each of them took a small spoon and ate up a small plate of fried sophora japonica with eggs.Liancheng ate more, and at the end he still had an unsatisfied expression, "It's really delicious."

I can't say how delicious it is, but it is delicious.

He looked at Wen Yanqing, as if stealing snacks behind his family's back, showing a childish smug smile.

After eating, Liancheng felt a little sleepy, like Wen Yanqing Shubao, he told him about the mountain delicacies he ate when he was a child, and he got excited, leading him to climb the wooden ladder to the top of the building.

"Did you see it? This is mulberry. It will turn purple in a few months. It's sour and sweet. It's delicious." As if thinking of that taste, Wen Yanqing swallowed and couldn't hold back. A blue fruit was stuffed into his mouth.

Then the facial features were wrinkled by the acid.

Liancheng was teased by him again and laughed.

"You try it too?"

Liancheng quickly shook his head, "I can try it in a few months."

Wen Yanqing's eyes were wet, like a deer, "Okay, there will be other wild fruits in the mountains by then."

Liancheng yawned, tears welling from the corners of his eyes.He was a little sleepy.

"You go back to rest now, is there still filming in the afternoon?" Wen Yanqing was a little bit reluctant, but felt sorry for Liancheng and felt sleepy.

Liancheng shook his head, "I don't want to go back, can I rest here for a while?"

As he spoke, he took off the outer robe on his body, revealing the snow-white middle coat underneath, folded the robe, sat down quickly, lay there and closed his eyes for a try.

"There seems to be something missing." He smiled, and reached out to take off the hat on Wen Yanqing's head, "Lend me this."

This series of actions is so smooth and flowing, I am afraid that Wen Yanqing will refuse it.

Liancheng almost fell asleep with his eyes closed, the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs drifting away, the fragrance from the tip of his nose was so warm that it made people drowsy.

Wen Yanqing stepped down the wooden ladder carefully, and when he came back, he had a suit jacket on his arm, carefully covering Liancheng's abdomen.

He covered his eyes with the brim of his hat, and his high bridge of nose propped up a small space.The distance was too close, Wen Yanqing held his breath, and could even see his slender eyelashes and slightly trembling eyelids.

"Sweet dream." Wen Yanqing silently said good night.

Liancheng was awakened by a shout, and his hat fell off as soon as he moved.

Wen Yanqing stood on the roof and turned downstairs, "Hush!"

An old man with a gray beard couldn't see clearly below, and he yelled loudly in authentic dialect: "What did you say?"

Wen Yanqing jumped anxiously, lowered her voice and said, "Don't be so loud!"

As the two came back and forth, Lian Cheng was overjoyed and completely sober.

After going downstairs, Wen Yanqing looked sad, "Seventh Grandpa, why are you beating me up so loudly?"

The old man didn't answer him, he pointed at Liancheng and chattered a lot, Wen Yanqing blushed again, and avoided looking at Liancheng.

"What is he talking about?" Liancheng responded with a stiff smile, and leaned over to ask the little fan.

Wen Yanqing didn't dare to tell him, so she quickly changed the subject: "Just now your assistant came to see you, it seems that the crew is about to start work, why don't you go back and have a look?"

Liancheng had no choice but to rush to the set.

It was only when he was about to arrive at the set that he realized that he had forgotten the name of the little movie fan again.

Next time, if we can meet again, he will definitely ask this first.

After resting for a few hours, Liancheng's spirit improved a lot.

The afternoon scenes were all about minor details, and they were shot very quickly.

At night, Zhang Shuhua patted him on the shoulder, "After the last scene, we have to change places."

Liancheng was a little surprised: "Where are you going?" He thought that all the scenes would be filmed here.

"Three Eastern Provinces."

Liancheng understood, the first thought that flashed in his mind was that there was no way to ask the little movie fan's name.

Somewhat regrettable.

The last scene in Shandi.

Tonight's moonlight is a bit dimmer than last night, and faint cloud shadows float across the sky.

Ji Mingcheng dropped the rattan box and replaced it with a burden, carried it behind his back, and followed closely behind Ma Er.

If he wants to take the train, he has to climb over this hill first.

At about ten o'clock tonight, there will be a train passing through the track on the other side of the mountain, heading east all the way to Shanghai.

Ji Mingcheng was out of breath. He smoked a cigarette before he set off. Although his body is tired now, his spirit is extremely excited.

The elder brother was not found, he only needed to take the train to Shanghai, and then buy a boat ticket to Japan. From then on, he had nothing to do with this period of time.

Ma Er's body was brisk, and he didn't look tired at all. He walked ahead silently with his head down.

When Moon Shadow was covered, he suddenly spoke in a rough voice, which startled Ji Mingcheng.

"Why do you want to go to Japan?" he asked.

The same words were asked by my brother and Ma Er at different times.Ji Mingcheng was still refreshed, his eyes were blurred, as if he was thinking of something beautiful, but when he saw the ugly pockmarks on Ma Er's body, he suddenly woke up.

"I lost my family here."

In the small mountain village behind, there are only lonely children left, and they will eventually disappear into time without a sound.

This realization made Ji Mingcheng panic.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, under the bright moonlight, Ji Mingcheng saw the railroad tracks spreading across the ground, which were icy bloodlines.

It is the starting point of his new life.

The author has something to say: Good morning, there is only one update today, and the next plot is more serious, I have to work on it slowly~