Chapter Seventy-Seven: Rectification of Tourism in Xiaolin Village
More than ten years ago, when she was not exiled to Xiaolin Village, Gao Huijuan had always been a good hand at giving speeches in the courtyard. It seems that speaking on stage is a talent for Gao Huijuan, and she has never seen Gao Huijuan have stage fright.
And when Gao Huijuan speaks on stage, she is always so down-to-earth and generous. Even when she first entered the school, Gao Huijuan already looked very experienced on stage.
But decades later, in Xiaolin Village, there were less than 20 people listening to Gao Huijuan's speech here, and the venue was far less large than all the stages that Gao Huijuan had been to before. And it was just to give opinions, but Gao Huijuan had a long-lost sense of tension.
Because these fathers and fellow villagers here are all people who have been with them for more than ten or twenty years. Now Gao Huijuan wants to express her opinion, not only does she not stand in their point of view, but she may also criticize them in some places.
Thinking that everyone would still look down and not look up in the future, Gao Huijuan felt a little embarrassed.
"Huijuan, we are all a family, if you have anything to say, you can just say it. Xu Sanfu finished smoking, put the cigarette stick aside, sat upright, and looked at Gao Huijuan seriously.
"Okay," Gao Huijuan nodded, and continued, "I also listened carefully to everyone's speeches just now, and they all have their own reasons. "
"Then since we've all talked about what we don't have, Huijuan, you can say something different from us. The sister-in-law of the Yang family said with a smile.
Although she has not read any books, she has always been very envious of cultured people in her heart. Therefore, from the beginning when Gao Huijuan and several other intellectual youths came to Xiaolin Village, Yang Yu loved to talk to Gao Huijuan. For a long time, if there is any problem, Yang Yu likes to find Gao Huijuan to help the staff officer.
Gao Huijuan glanced at Yang Yu gratefully, then cleared her throat and continued: "Let's not care if they are rich or not, no matter what, don't we still have to make money?
Several men exchanged glances, thought for a while, and nodded slowly.
"This group of tourists is mainly entertained by us, so on some issues related to tourists' living habits and daily life methods, I think I have more say in Jianguo. Gao Huijuan said, casting her eyes on Song Jianguo, motioning for him to stand up and speak.
Like Gao Huijuan, Song Jianguo used to be a master who often spoke on stage, but most of them published their own scientific research papers, and then talked about the essence and their own ideas.
Therefore, compared with Gao Huijuan's euphemistic way of speaking, Song Jianguo's speech seems to be straightforward.
"The big guy knows, Lao Song, I'm not a talker, if I can talk later, where is there any offense, please believe," Song Jianguo said, patted his chest sincerely, and swore an oath, "Old Song, I have absolutely no malice." "
"Okay, okay, if you have any opinions on anything, you just say it directly, who doesn't know your character. Liu Qiangdong, who was sitting in front of Song Jianguo, said.
"Putting aside prejudice, first of all, people from the city come to our Xiaolin Village to travel and relax, doesn't it mean that they have to lower their requirements for quality of life, right?" Song Jianguo observed the expressions on the faces of everyone sitting with his eyes, and although they didn't nod, most of them were silent, expressing acquiescence.
So Song Jianguo continued: "They may not be used to sleeping on our pillows and bedding in the countryside, it doesn't matter, let's just replace them with brand new ones." You can't just let people sleep for a few days and go back with a sore back just because they miss the farm life, right?"
After listening to Song Jianguo's words, everyone also felt that the speech just now was a bit radical, and they were all embarrassed at this time.
"As this group of tourists said, they think our land is not clean. Song Jianguo said, looking at the floor, "After all, it's all cement floors, we live a rough life on weekdays, it doesn't matter if we don't care, but they are here to experience the farmhouse, the main thing is this fun, the ground is dirty, the room is full of dust, so what's the fun to talk about?"
The few who complained about the tourists just now dislike the dirty floor, the dusty room, and the unclean ones in Xiaolin Village are already a little red at this time, and they all lowered their heads deeply.
"As for the rooster crowing in the yard during the day and the frog crowing in the pond at night, this is a matter of nature, and it is also one of the major characteristics of our Xiaolin Village. Song Jianguo crackled and said a lot of words, and then sat back in his seat satisfied.
After listening to what Song Jianguo and Gao Huijuan said just now, everyone sitting here fell into deep thought, and the other couple who were exiled to Xiaolin Village with Song Jianguo and Gao Huijuan opened and closed their mouths, and stopped talking several times.
The sharp-eyed Xu Sanfu still noticed that the couple sitting next to Gao Huijuan wanted to speak and stopped, so he smiled and encouraged the two of them to speak: "Mo family husband and wife, do you two have anything to say? "
Mo Wenbin wears a pair of glasses, even if his skin has been exposed to the wind and sun, turning into a peasant's dark black, the bookish anger revealed by the whole person is still obvious.
Moreover, Mo Wenbin, who is a teacher major, is also a teacher in Xiaolin Village, and everyone respects the Mo family and his wife very much.
"Everyone knows that I am not very good at talking, so I just said it, although we are all familiar with each other, and we are neighbors who are kinder than relatives. Mo Wenbin said, stroking the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
After hesitating for a while, Mo Wenbin turned his head to look at his wife Ma Lanhua next to him, and after seeing his wife nodding, he continued: "What I mean is that although everyone is familiar with it, sometimes it is nothing to make jokes, use some jokes between acquaintances, and use vulgar language. But for those foreign tourists, they may feel that we are not polite and have no quality because they don't understand our temperament and character. "
The air suddenly froze, although Xu Sanfu's yard was not big, it was open-air, and the atmosphere was also awkward at this time, and it seemed a little difficult to breathe.
Mo Wenbin took a few deep breaths with difficulty, he was originally a timid character, and he usually asked his wife Ma Lanhua to give advice or something. And today, Ma Lanhua insisted on letting herself open her mouth and say what exercises to exercise her courage.
Seeing that the big guys are so quiet now, Mo Wenbin thought that what he said was too sharp and hurt the big guy's self-esteem, so he felt a little guilty.
So Mo Wenbin said with a smiling face: "Don't think too much about it, big guy." "
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