Yu Qiubai stayed in the WeChat chat interface with Song Wenmo for a long time, and typed and deleted what he wanted to say to Song Wenmo.

The four words "doctor-patient relationship" are a starvation in Song Wenmo's psychology, and she has always thought that Yu Qiubai also likes her.

Song Wenmo and the others were about to leave the village, so the village chief prepared a send-off banquet for them.

Chicken, duck, fish, and meat, basically the meat that can be prepared, are all prepared.

"Village chief, in fact, you don't need to prepare these, the three of us have lived here for so long, you have been serving us with good food and drink, and we are really a little embarrassed. Lin Zhaoxiong looked at the table of feasts and said to the village chief.

The village chief smiled, poured a glass of Coke for each of them, and said, "If you have friends from afar, you will be very happy, and you will be treated with a feast." Because you're in a hurry tomorrow, you won't be drinking today. ”

After the village chief finished speaking, he drank the drink.

Xu has been here for a long time, and Song Wenmo is reluctant to leave this small village.

Time passed in a flash, they stayed in this village for half a month, in this half month, Song Wenmo learned a lot, she didn't know how to cook Chinese food, she also learned a few simple side dishes in this village, and now she can be regarded as at ease.

Villagers said that before the village chief came, the village used to burn firewood, but later the village was connected to natural gas, which is much more convenient now.

When Song Wenmo slept with Gao Yue at night, he also heard Gao Yue lying on the side sighing, lamenting that time in this village passed so fast.

Song Wenmo turned his back to Gao Yue and looked at the sky outside the window.

"yes, it's going fast. ”

Song Wenmo closed his eyes and was leaving the village tomorrow.

That night, Song Wenmo had a dream.

In the dream, she was in a lake, as if she was going to save someone, but she couldn't see the person's face clearly.

She fished the man from the lake onto the boat and sent him back to shore.

Only to hear the sermon, his friend called his name, "Kaede-ting." ”

The next day, Song Wenmo saluted and said goodbye to this small village, and their next stop was to go to another poverty alleviation place, only to hear that place is now dominated by the tourism industry.

Gao Yue was very happy, he was bouncing around in the car all the way, and the original bumpy mountain road made the car shake a little, and with Gao Yue's efforts, the shaking was even more powerful.

Lin Zhaoxiong flicked Gao Yue's head.

"Be honest. ”

Gao Yue stuck out her tongue and grimaced at Lin Zhaoxiong.

Lin Zhaoxiong couldn't make trouble with Gao Yue, a little girl, and then sat in the car and fell asleep.

Song Wenmo saw Gao Yue so excited, so he casually asked, "Why are you so excited?"

Gao Yue smiled and looked at Song Wenmo beside him, "We're going to the scenic spot!"

"So happy to go to the scenic spot?" Song Wenmo smiled, and then looked out the car window.

Traveling to Yunnan, Gao Yue has been planning for a long time, and finally has an opportunity to travel at a working expense, and she has to grasp it well.

Gao Yue took out a small notebook and looked at the things recorded on it.

One by one, Song Wenmo turned his head and glanced at the things he remembered.

One for mom, one for dad, and one for my brother.

"Why didn't you give yourself something?"

Gao Yue paused for a moment and turned her head to look at Song Wenmo.

"Just have them all. She neatly put her little notebook in her bag.

Song Wenmo didn't speak, but continued to look out the window.

This time, she came to buy gifts for Gu Beibei.

When they arrived at the station, it was the village chief of this village who picked them up.

It seems that when I came, the company had already greeted these villages.

Song Wenmo looked around, but they were all wearing the traditional costumes of their nation.

After all, they are running a tourism industry, and they may have more flavor to receive them with traditional costumes unique to the nation.

In the hospital—

As soon as Yu Qiubai has free time, he will take out his mobile phone to see if Song Wenmo has posted any news.

Song Wenmo, who stopped for half a month, finally posted a circle of friends today.

It's just that there is no photo of her in that circle of friends.

This circle of friends of hers only has one or two words and a photo.

"It's beautiful. ”

Diagram of the unique national costumes of the Miao people.

Su Tong seems to be a Miao person, but Song Wenmo has never seen Su Tong wear this Miao costume.

Su Tong saw Song Wenmo, who had been missing for a long time, and finally posted a circle of friends, so he commented under her dynamics: "The missing person is bubbling, I almost have to report the missing person......"

Yu Qiubai stayed under Song Wenmo's dynamics for a long time, and finally just gave her a thumbs up.

Today is tired of the day, busy until the evening, Song Wenmo has time to look at the phone, she opened WeChat, and saw a few red dots at the WeChat circle of friends, she clicked on it and looked at it, among which there was a dynamic like for Qiubai to her.

Song Wenmo stared at the avatar he liked for a long time.

He liked......

Song Wenmo has posted a lot of news before, and Yu Qiubai has never liked it, but today he likes it unusually.

Song Wenmo was watching intently, and a male voice pulled her back to reality.

Song Wenmo looked up at the door, and it turned out to be Lin Zhaoxiong.

"Xiao Song, it's time to eat. ”

Lin Zhaoxiong hooked his fingers.

The village chief and the village chief's wife made dinner, and everyone was seated.

Gao Yue patted the position next to him and made room for Song Wenmo.

Song Wenmo walked to Gao Yue and sat down, smiled awkwardly at the people at the table, and said sorry.

Everyone sat down, and Song Wenmo was the last to come, and he really felt a little embarrassed.

The village chief's wife sat next to Song Wenmo, and she sandwiched a piece of meat for Song Wenmo and put it in Song Wenmo's bowl.

She looked at her with a warm smile in her eyes, "Look at this girl's thinness, eat more." ”

"Thank you. ”

After dinner, Song Wenmo fell asleep early, perhaps because she had been in the car for a day today, she always felt very tired.

But she had that dream again, and she dreamed of the man named Lin Fengting again.

Lin Fengting's portraits, looking for her by the lake.

It is said that she thinks about it every day and dreams at night, but she is busy all day long, and she has no time to think about the man named Lin Fengting.

Especially in this village, Lin Fengting entered her dreams more frequently.

For several days, the figure of the person was always there, and she held her head with her hands, "It seems that I need to see a psychiatrist." ”

Today, she still chats with the villagers as usual, because they are a tourist village, so the local people basically speak Mandarin.

On this day, a villager led Song Wenmo to a bamboo house, and the plaque on the door read "Feng Pavilion".

Song Wenmo was stunned for a moment, and the villagers' palms shook in front of her for a long time before they eased up.

The villagers led Song Wenmo in for a walk, the wooden desk was very low.

There are no blackboards on the walls of the house, and it seems that they have not been remodeled.

The villagers told Song Wenmo about the origin of this bamboo house book.

In the past, this part of Yunnan was often worried about thieves, and its education and economy were relatively backward.

Basically, people can run to the Central Plains, so they run to the Central Plains.

But there is such a person, he came to the south, to Yunnan.

He said he was a teacher of books.

But it was this teacher who drove away the thieves who had plagued them for many years.

So the local villagers built him a house and let him live here.

The place they were in was supposed to be Mr. Teach's living room.

Mr. Ke said that he did not need the so-called living room, so the family made a few tables, made desks, and placed them in the house.

After everything was done, he asked the villagers to call all the boys in the family and teach them to read and read.

But in this broken place, where is the pen, where is the paper!

So Mr. Teach, I taught them to make paper from branches and bark.

The approximate steps are, in today's terms, using:

The branches of the tree are steamed first, then soaked, then peeled, dried, added lime and soda ash (or grass alkali) and then steamed, to remove its impurities, after washing, it is torn into thin strips, dried in the place of the rising sun, and will turn white after sun and rain. Then the thin strips are pulped into the glue: the processed leather and grass are pulped separately, and vegetable glue (such as star fruit rattan juice) is added to stir well, and the bamboo curtain is made into paper, and then brushed to the kang to dry, cut and then sorted into sheets.

Because of that teaching gentleman, they let this remote area see the paper.

There were no brushes in the village, so he cut his hair and made brushes for the children.

Even the craft of ink, Mr. Teach, taught them.

It is precisely because of this gentleman that there is such a champion in their small village.

Zhuang Yuanlang once returned to his hometown to visit Mr. Teach, but Mr. Teach left the village.

So, the champion named the place where Mr. Teaching once lived after Mr. Teaching as "Fengting Pavilion".

Since then, the champion has never returned to the village, just because there is a rule in the imperial court that he is not allowed to serve in his hometown.

"Then, ...... Mr. Teach" Before Song Wenmo's words could be asked, the villagers continued: "Mr. Teach, after leaving the village, he disappeared. Thirty years later, someone has seen him, but Mr. Teaching has always maintained a young appearance, which makes people really dare not recognize him. ”

When the villagers told the story, Song Wenmo kept holding paper and pen and recording them in his hands.

The material should be authentic, so she came and asked the name of the teaching gentleman.

When Song Wenmo heard the name, the pen in her hand suddenly fell to the ground.

When the villagers heard the voice, they lowered their heads to help her pick it up and handed it to Song Wenmo.

The living room of this Feng Pavilion has become a study hall, so if you go inside, it is the room where Lin Feng Pavilion rested back then.

The villagers took Song Wenmo inside, and a painting on the wall caught Song Wenmo's eyes.

The hesitant peach blossom eyes were half-open, the nose was slightly straight, and it was just a side face, but Song Wenmo was extremely fascinated by it. He holds a book in his hand, which is close to his nose and seems to smell it. The fingers of the person in the painting are distinctly jointed and extremely slender.

Song Wenmo was fascinated by the painting, and couldn't help but sigh, "If this is placed in modern times, it is estimated that he is also a beautiful man." ”