My green plums are very sour

"..." I rubbed my nose with my right hand, lowered my eyelids and thought about it for a few seconds, and decided to keep silent and let this matter go.

How else to explain it?

The photo was not taken by me, it was passed to me after someone else took it.

oh?So tell me, who took the picture?Why should I pass it on to you?

Tao Songnian secretly took pictures while you were taking your swimming class exam, she...

What?Tao Songnian?

……

She was already brooding over the matter between me and Tao Songnian, didn't she immediately explode after hearing this?I can't survive this day?

I also blame myself, I can always find things to trick myself.

I have a habit, every time I change my mobile phone, I will look through the contents of the old one to see if there is anything that needs to be kept. Then copy it with a new mobile phone.

Ning Ran herself doesn't like to take pictures, this candid photo is the only memorial about her in my hand.In those few years, the pixels of mobile phones were still very low, and now it seems that the photos are very blurry, but they supported my thoughts for a long time.

So even though the mobile phone has been changed several times, there is always a separate photo album for storage.

It's a little secret of mine, I didn't expect it to be discovered by Ning Ran today.

I pursed my lips and pretended to be stupid, blinked my eyes and begged her for mercy, but didn't speak.

Ning Ran didn't wait for me to explain, and she was embarrassed to hold up the photo of herself wearing a swimsuit many years ago in the public. After a while, she put her hand down, bit her lip with a complicated expression, and pointed at the photo with disgust .

"The photos are so blurry, why are you still keeping them? This must be seven or eight years ago, right? Why does it look like a plague chicken? And this swimsuit, really..." She even hated herself very much, With a wrinkled face, he stuffed his hands into my arms, "Here you go, delete it quickly."

I frantically picked up the phone, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of her red earlobe. For a moment, a bad taste welled up in my heart, and I asked her in feigned surprise, "Why did you delete it? I'll send it to you later, leave a message To commemorate, or you can use it as a screen saver."

"Fuck you!" Ning Ran spat softly, pulled up the hood of my coat and covered my head completely.

In order to calm everyone's dissatisfaction, we didn't stay by the lake for long, and the tour guide yelled for everyone to go down the mountain and prepare to have lunch.It's getting late now, and I have to rush to the next place to settle lunch, and I don't know how long the car will take on the road.

Ning Ran couldn't calm down for a while because of the photos, and ignored me all the way, leaning his head on the window glass and staring outside, not knowing what he was thinking.

I felt quite embarrassed when I came back to my senses, so I didn't stick to it cheekily. I held my phone and swiped for a while, and then dozed off in a daze.

When he woke up again, the curtains on the car were drawn, and it was dark in the car.

I wiped the corners of my mouth and looked up at the front of the car. It was past three o'clock.

Ning Ran used her index finger to open a gap in the curtain, the dazzling sunlight outside the window passed through the gap and cast a thin golden line on her face.When she heard my movement, she put down her hand and turned to glance at me, then handed over a bottle of water, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry? The tour guide said we'll be there in 10 minutes."

I drowsily drank a mouthful of purified water, and replied vaguely, "Mmm."

After 10 minutes, the car really slowed down, made a big turn, drove slowly onto the grass on the side of the road and stopped.

"Everyone get out of the car and eat! The herdsmen have prepared earthen hot pot for you! The delicious yak meat is waiting for you!" The tour guide greeted everyone and got off the car.

It seems that this should be the home of a herdsman.Located on a gentle grassy slope by the side of the road, several white tents were set up. About 20 meters outside the tents, a row of railings were tied with wood, and a few date-colored horses were tied.

There were almost no cars on the road at this time, and there was no other movement except our pedestrians.

Due to the limited capacity of the tent, it is impossible to accommodate everyone in one tent, so a group of people dispersed and entered the tent to sit down.

It is also fate, we sat next to the colleague with the child again.As soon as Ning Ran and I sat down, my colleagues enthusiastically handed out plastic bowls and paper cups to us.This is the tableware you will need to eat later.

Four small long tables were placed in the corners of the tent. On each table was a steaming copper pot. There was a layer of yak meat on the top of the pot. Underneath were some dark brown plants. I don’t know if they were fungi or rhizome.It seems that this is the local hot pot that the tour guide said.

I stretched my neck and sniffed it. It didn't seem to have a particularly attractive smell. It was very different from the hot pot we ate in the city.

Ning Ran smiled and pulled me back, pouted towards the hot pot, and explained: "It's boiled with white water and salt, and there are no other spices, so it doesn't smell like hot pot."

The colleague heard us talking, put his arms around the child and interjected, "Oh, that doesn't matter, the important thing is whether you can eat or not. I ran on the road for another day today, and I'm so hungry, I'd better have dinner quickly."

I looked up at the tables next to me. I was impatient and didn't wait for the notice. I had already opened the bamboo chopsticks and started. The food was delicious. It didn't look like a tourist from the city, but it felt like fleeing.

"Let's not wait, shall we? Look at the table next to you, ouch, you have to grab a local hot pot. Hurry up, let's move our chopsticks too, and be careful that they will come to our table after eating up." Come." The colleague greeted us repeatedly, broke off the chopsticks, put a piece of yak meat in the pot, blew on the hot air, and lowered his head to feed it to the child in front of him.

Ning Ran and I were both very hungry, and we didn't pretend to be polite, our eyes glowed green and we started to fish for food.

It is similar to what Ning Ran said, the bottom of the pot actually has no taste, it is boiled after adding salt, and I don't know if the salt in this place is more expensive, the owner only put a little bit, it is so light that it can hardly taste the taste.

The yak meat in the pot only spread a thin layer on the surface, and each person had three or four slices to death, and the bottom was full of plants.

I tried a little bit of that dark brown dish and it was just plain, I couldn't tell what it was.Ning Ran guessed it was fungus, but I don't think so.

When the owner came to pour butter tea for us, he heard it and told us that it is a local specialty and can be used as medicine.

A pot of earthen hot pot is certainly not enough for us who have been hungry for a day. It only takes a few chopsticks to see the bottom of the pot, and the clear soup is tasteless, which is not a problem at all.

Ning Ran held the plastic bowl and looked at the pot eagerly, trying to fish out something from it.

She had a bad stomach, and she couldn't get enough to eat in the past two days after she came out, it was a pain.

I put down my chopsticks, and pushed the cup of undrinked butter tea in front of her to her hand, "Here, I'll give you this cup too." Although the liquid is easily digested, it's better to have it than nothing.

"Aren't you going to drink?" Ning Ran looked at me suspiciously.

"It's got milk in it, and I'm afraid I won't be able to take it." The lactose intolerance excuse came in handy.Regardless of whether it really has an influence, as long as she believes it.

Ning Ran didn't suspect him, and put two cups of buttered tea side by side in front of him.

The host may know that the hot pot is not enough to eat, so he came in with a pot of boiled potatoes at this time.It's a staple here for them, just like we eat rice.

Each table is divided into a lot, piled on the table, and two plates of red chili noodles are added beside it, which looks very exciting and makes people crave.

Potatoes are also boiled in white water, and they are cooked through. Tear off the outer layer of skin, dip a little chili powder, and feed it into your mouth. It is powdery and soft, and your mouth is full of thick starch and spicy pepper.If I had served a dipping plate when I was eating hot pot just now, I am afraid that even the soup would be eaten up.

After eating a few more small potatoes, we were somewhat full.The stomach is full of starch again, as if the whole person has strength.

The colleague got up and went to the toilet when he was almost finished eating, and handed over the child to us to help take care of it.

The child has a very good temper, he is not noisy, and he doesn't need adults to urge him to eat. Ning Ran and I hardly need to worry about it.

After all three of us wiped our mouths and started to rest, the colleague came back from the outside with his mouth puckered, looking unwell.

"what happened?"

The colleague carried the child back again, his facial features were so wrinkled that they were about to deform, he came over to us in a low voice and said, "Hey, don't mention it, let the toilet scare you."

"Ah?" Ning Ran and I couldn't help being surprised, we frowned and looked at each other.

"I bet you have never seen such a simple dry toilet! Dig a hole in the ground, put two planks on it, and you're done! There is also a ditch next to it, dripping water. I dare not squat down." The colleague seemed to be greatly stimulated, shaking his head as if he couldn't bear to look back.

"According to me, I don't know how long it will take to drive this road. Maybe there will be such conditions all the way. I really can't stand it. If I knew it earlier, I would stay at home, so why come out and suffer this kind of punishment."

While being shocked, I suddenly saw Ning Ran make a difficult swallowing movement in his throat, and then gently put down the paper cup in his hand with a pale face, without taking a sip of the buttered tea inside.

For a person like her who is a bit of a clean freak, it is already well controlled to not get mad on the spot when she hears such a description.

"Huh? Stop drinking?"

Ning Ran's eyes wandered, and he took a deep breath, the expression on his face was almost unstoppable, and his voice was a little weak when he spoke, "It's better not to. I think I'd better stop drinking until I reach the next town. It's water."

As she spoke, she pushed the two paper cups forward again, further away from herself.

"I won't drink anymore, I won't drink even if I die of thirst."