Lao Yang had secretly prayed, praying that the inspection team from the province was strong. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Because as long as you have the strength and vision, you will not believe the news spread on the Internet, and you will not put the responsibility on Bai Jingtong.

Now he is relieved.

They have strength, too much strength!

No, I was stunned when I saw it...

Insiders look at the doorway, laymen look at the excitement, this group of people is an insider.

Lao Yang's footsteps were not fast, and his attention was basically focused on Mao Fangyi and Zhang Xiuli, and when he found the surprise and shock on their faces, his heart was in his stomach at that time.

Leave from Banwan Village Primary School and stand at the foot of the mountain that has entered Laozhai.

Looking up, the houses are sprinkled like crystal stars in the vast landscape.

The old houses are located in a place with excellent scenery, surrounded by lush forests and bamboos, flowing water shuttles in the meantime, and even many stilted buildings are hidden in the ancient trees and bamboos, just like a landscape painting.

There is an artistic conception of "the mountains are deep and people don't know, and the whole village lives together in the painting"!

A group of leaders looked up at the foot of the mountain and were reluctant to move.

Lao Yang took this scene in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, happy, and felt happy in his heart.

Look at how aggressive they were when they came, they were all frightened, and they greeted them from afar.

But in the blink of an eye, the big and small leaders have changed.

It's still my brother who is so powerful, he can't even show his shadow, and he can suppress the leader from afar.

After a while, the line continued to move.

"Leader, look at the scenery formed by the convergence of the canals, and you look at the path paved with bluestones..."

"Leader, look at our house..."

"Leader, look at the garbage baskets on the side of the road..."

"Leader, look..."

The village chief and the secretary of the village party committee seemed to have changed from the previous Li Rongxian, their faces were ruddy, and their mouths were gushing, eager to point out all the good things in the village.

Mao Fangyi looked at it carefully and kept nodding in agreement.

Designer Bai really transformed this ancient cottage so well, and the shape of the Buyi people is unified and has both.

"Why do I see that many villagers are not at home?"

Mao Fangyi looked at his watch, suddenly noticed something, and couldn't help asking: "It's almost dark now, why haven't you even seen a few places of cooking smoke?" ”

"Designer Bai said, the village can't just be tangible, but also have an inner god!"

"So I designed Wanniantai and Jinxiufang for the village, and now everyone loves to go to these two places when they have nothing to do!"

The village secretary happily agreed.

"I'll take you to see it?"

"Trouble fellow!"

On the way to Jinxiufang, there was a building in the shape of a clay pottery kiln that caught Mao Fangyi's attention.

"Leader, that is the clay kiln built by Designer Bai for our village, and it is also the god of the village."

"Check it out?"

"Good!"

The village chief noticed Mao Fangyi's eyes, and immediately showed a smile on his face, and asked deliberately.

They also noticed the change in the leaders, and they breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Designer Bai should not be punished.

But that's it, they're not satisfied!

Didn't the leader say it?

If the renovation is good, you will also be rewarded for the white designer, the village chief firmly remembered this sentence.

"He Biao, the leader has come to see you, you have to do it well!"

"The leader said that if we do a good job, he will praise Designer Bai!"

He Biao is in front of the clay pottery kiln, and in front of him is a wheel, a pottery car...

Everything has been prepared for a long time, just waiting for the leader to come.

Immediately put on a posture, controlling the speed of the wheel, the turntable began to rotate, sliding his fingers...

The dirt is gradually taking shape before everyone's eyes...

He Biao was extraordinarily serious and serious, and his every move was handled properly, and the whole spirit was reborn.

Mao Fangyi watched from the side for a long time, and suddenly realized something different in his heart.

"Leader, let's go take a look elsewhere?"

"When this clay pottery in He Biao's hand is ready, he must let him give it to you!"

"No thanks."

Mao Fangyi came back to his senses, waved his hand again and again, and only heard him say solemnly: "This is also done by Designer Bai?" ”

"Yes, the leader, Designer Bai said that the real Buyi people can't just live on the surface of a piece of clothing."

"Designer Bai also said that the skills passed down by these ancestors are the real treasures, and they are also the economic source of our Buyi people in the future."

"Designer Bai said..."

The village chief repeated the words of Designer Bai, and followed the village secretary and the villagers to supplement them one by one.

You say a white designer, I say a white designer...

"Brother Juetong also said..."

Shu Ting blinked, and even interjected timidly.

Everyone looked at the doll and only heard her say: "Brother Jingtong said, let me study hard, and go to the outside world in the future, so that more people know about our village!" ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

"It's true!"

The girl was afraid that they would not believe it, so the little face was anxious and emphasized.

"The dialogue designer is fascinated, and I don't know when I will see him."

Mao Fangyi nodded and sighed.

"Leader, shall we continue to take you somewhere else?"

The village chief smiled and stretched out his hand.

In front of a large renovated stilted building, there is the Splendid Workshop.

"Here, here, the village chief has come with the leader."

"Everyone's ready, behave!"

"Quick, quick, all sit down..."

"This time we are weaving this cloth for the white designer!"

......

Seeing the crowd from the balcony on the second floor, there was a panic in the Splendid Workshop.

The overhead floor on the first floor is lined up with neat dye vats, passing through the first floor and going up to the second floor.

In the brightest place, six looms are on display, and two or three people are busy in front of one loom with smiles on their faces...

"The leader came to see us, everyone has to do it well."

"The leader said, if you do a good job, you have to praise the white designer!"

Standing on the second floor, I heard the village chief shouting deliberately.

"Got it, the village chief."

"Thank you, leader!"

"Thank you, leader, you must praise Designer Bai!"

"Thank you, leader, Designer Bai is a good person..."

"Thank you, leader..."

......

When the village chief's shout fell, Mao Fangyi obviously found that the villagers' work momentum had increased a lot.

Whether it is the young girls or the older girls, they are grinning.

A thank you rang out in the room.

At this time, Mao Fangyi felt that the whole person was touched, and he looked at it in a daze, how could Designer Bai conquer this entire village?

The women are skilled in their skills and use the traditional craftsmanship of the Buyi people to weave quickly.

When you're in a good mood, just listen to one person start the first and everyone starts singing at the same time.

Beautiful folk songs echo in everyone's ears...

"Leader, let me take you to another place?"

The village chief paid attention to Mao Fangyi's expression, was happy in his heart, and stretched out his hand.

Walked to the Wannian Terrace.

There are long benches in front of the Wannian Platform, where many villagers are gathering.

When he saw the visitor, his eyes were obviously a little nervous, and even a little hostile.

On the Wannian platform, the eight old men held musical instruments in their hands, their bodies were tense and straight, staring intently, as if they were facing a great enemy.

These people don't know about the change in leadership, they only know that they are coming to punish the white designer.

Mao Fangyi sensed the hostility and tension coming from all directions, and the doubts only turned in his mind, and he understood, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face.

"Let me introduce to you, these are the leaders from the province!"

The village chief hurriedly stepped forward and shouted with his voice open.

"They're not here to punish us white designers."

As soon as this sentence fell, the atmosphere was obviously much lighter.

The hostility in the eyes of the villagers dissipated...

"The leader can say, as long as we sing well, the province will praise the white designer!"

Ooh!

The first sentence fell to disperse the hostility.

The second sentence fell, and the villagers before and after Wannian Platform obviously became much more enthusiastic, and there were smiles on their faces.

Mao Fangyi's heart was touched more and more, and he felt incredible, what kind of person can be protected by the people of the whole village.

The image of the calf guard was etched in his mind.

He even felt that if he really wanted to punish Designer Bai, he might not be able to get out of this village today!

"Leaders, a few of us old guys, we've made a fool of you!"

On the Wannian stage, the fat man puffed up his breath and shouted loudly.

He held the bamboo pipe, looked at the crowd, paused and said, "If you think we old guys can sing well, you can also praise us." ”

"You put this in the hands of Designer Bai!"

"Our play is for Designer Bai!"

The fat man said bluntly.

'Boom-'

After speaking, I flicked my hand the piano...

At the same time, the corbel bone, the gourd, the moon qin...

Eight ancient musical instruments are played one after another, and the melodious music is mixed with each other and intertwined with each other...

The old but loud babbling voice suddenly sounded!

The fat man, the thin man, one by one put all their energy into it, and the moment they opened their voices, they once again calmed Mao Fangyi.

He couldn't understand what was being sung, but he could understand the emotion.

"This is sung for the White Designer?"

Mao Fangyi whispered in his heart.

The excellent design of the village was put in his mind for the time being, and he was shocked by such emotions and spirits!

Everyone listened in fascination...

'Bang Bang Bang...'

"Well sung!"

"Fat man, thin man, uncles, you belong to this!"

"It's just right..."

At the end of the play, there was thunderous applause, and Mao Fangyi also applauded vigorously.

"Leader, it's not early, shall I take you to dinner?"

The village chief greeted again with a smile.

Mao Fangyi and the others had already been suppressed, and they were all confused, so they nodded and responded: "Okay." ”

Their group walked up, and a group of old and young masters who came out of Wannian Platform followed one after another.

In front of the old restaurant.

"What is this, so fragrant?"

"I smell it, there are flower rice, crispy meat, sour bamboo shoots..."

"And smoked meat, beef ganba..."

"Ma Ye is using all his strength today..."

"Haha, I dare to say that from the first time Ma Ye saw Designer Bai, he fell in love with that young man!"

"Yes, if it weren't for Designer Bai, Ma Ye would never have cooked so many dishes..."

.......

The villagers talked.

"This is an old restaurant renovated by Designer Bai with a stilted building, and it is Ma Ye, the most prestigious member of the Buyi people, to preside over it."

"It is to promote the traditional food culture of the Buyi people."

The village chief introduced.

"Ma Ye?"

Mao Fangyi sighed lightly, feeling as if he had heard it somewhere.

When I entered the house, the lights were lit in the house, and the shuttle of beams and columns was the best music.

In front of a mahogany table, a table of hot dishes.

There was an old man standing at the table, and the old man had a straight face, but he tried to make a smile.

"Ma Ye, these are the leaders from the province, come and taste the dishes you cooked."

The village chief took the lead in introducing.

Hearing this, the forced smile on Ma Ye's face was gone.

But then, I only heard the village chief say again: "As long as your craftsmanship is good, the leader will praise the white designer!" ”

It's this sentence again, but this sentence is particularly effective in Banwan Village.

Even Ma Ye heard it, and the smile that disappeared surfaced again.

Mao Fangyi sat in his seat, and the chopsticks took a bite of crispy meat, and the rich taste spread out in his mouth.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he remembered the Buyi tribe's Ma Ye.

Once the leader of the province was bigger than him, the leader loved to eat, and when he inspected the Buyi people, he came to the door to taste the craftsmanship of Ma Ye, but he was kicked out of the door.

At that time, this incident was a sensation in their circle, and they were surprised that there were really such strange people in Dao Mountain.

Mao Fangyi secretly glanced at the old man beside him, noticed his gaze, and Ma Ye squeezed out a smile again.

"Designer Bai, what kind of person is he?"

Even such a strange man is willing to bear the grievances for him.

"The village chief, the village chief..."

"I heard that the leader is coming, and he specially sent a pot of self-brewed wine!"

Li Jinxing's voice came in from the door, and I saw him trotting in with a pot of wine.

"Okay, good, Jin Xing, Designer Bai didn't spend so much effort on you in vain."

"The leader said, as long as your wine is delicious, he will also praise Designer Bai!"

The village chief stood up and took the wine.

He opened the wine and poured it for several leaders: "This is the most traditional winemaker in our village, and Designer Bai has renovated a tavern for him..."

"Leader, you can taste it, you can't get it..."

This is by no means because of the gratitude of design, it is emotion that closely connects everyone, Mao Fangyi is sure.

"Bai Jue Tong? White Designer..."

Mao Fangyi muttered in his heart, he wanted to see this young man too much.

At this moment, there was another shout at the door of the restaurant.

"Yo, it smells so good?"

"What's wrong with Ma Ye today, making so many dishes!"

"I smell it, there are flower rice, crispy meat, bone broth..."

"Why is everyone here, I said how to knock on a household, a household is not at home, knock on a household and a household is not at home."

Someone walked in.

"Fat man, thin man, Brother Li..."

The man shouted cordially, and there was no barrier at all.

Everyone looked at the door.

"Designer Bai, you're here."

"Haha, what are you looking for us for?"

"White Designer..."

"White Designer..."

The big guy happily replied.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing here?"

As soon as Ma Ye saw Jue Tong, there was a heartfelt smile on his stiff face, but he quickly put it on again.

The old man frowned, paced closer, and said in a loud voice.

Mao Fangyi finally saw the figure clearly, the smile on the young figure's face was so pure!

"Ma Ye, you..."

"Village Chief, you..."

"Big guy, you..."

Mao Fangyi noticed Bai Jue Tong, and of course Bai Jue Tong also noticed Mao Fangyi and the others.

What kind of brain did he have, as soon as this situation came out, he guessed it at that time.

Jutong's footsteps suddenly stopped, and her eyes were slightly red... (To be continued.) )