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said that as long as the old people in the family went to find someone else's white designer, the white designer must not refuse.

Good guy, as soon as this news came out, it didn't matter if it was reliable or not, at the dinner table that day, the hostesses of every household began to take up the posture.

or smiling and soft, or simply giving direct orders and orders, and the tone is full of non-refusal.

Some old people felt that they couldn't grind their faces and gritted their teeth to refuse, and then the atmosphere in the whole family became grim.

I didn't dare to breathe much when I walked at home, and I could smell the needles falling.

This threat, yes, unwilling, unwilling, willing!

More elderly people do not have a high status at home, so they don't dare to refuse at all, and they all walk to the place where the designer team of Bai Jue Tong lives.

Because I'm sorry, if you meet everyone on the road, you also maintain a tacit understanding, you move faster, I walk slower, try to stagger as much as possible.

In the evening of this day, the fat old man couldn't stand his daughter-in-law's chatter after all, and walked secretly to Xinzhai alone while it was almost dark.

"Alas!"

"Where do I put my old face..."

"What's the use, so many families have gone to look for it, and I haven't heard that anyone has gotten the letter from Designer Bai."

"If you have to hold this thought, how can pie fall from the sky?"

The fat old man on the road sighed with a sad face.

Unexpectedly, he had just reached a fork in the road, and a familiar figure could be faintly seen on the other road.

The fat old man's face tensed, and he hid behind a tree, secretly looking.

Seeing the figure clearly, the old man was a little angry.

He knew this man all too well!

The man and his body size just fell off, thin, and the fat old man was a lifelong friend, and he was a brother since the open crotch pants.

If you can meet in this place, everyone will know it.

The thin old man lowered his head and muttered that he didn't notice the fat old man, and the fat old man quietly walked behind the old brother.

With a puffed breath, he followed his hand and placed his hand on the former's shoulder, while shouting:

"Lao He!"

"Ouch!"

"Lao Li, what are you doing?"

This shout, Lao He, who was already a little sneaky, suddenly shook his spirit, only to hear a sigh from his mouth, and shouted dissatisfiedly after seeing the person behind him.

"Why are you going?"

Without agreeing, the fat old man Lao Li asked in a deep voice with a straight face.

Hearing the questioning, the thin old man's face turned red and he was stunned for a while, but he quickly reacted, immediately glared at the old brother in front of him, and asked:

"Why are you going?"

Wide-eyed staring, and soon both sighed.

"Let's go."

"Let's two together."

"What else do you want this old face for!"

I really don't want to go, I really can't wipe this face.

Walking very slowly, one step at a time, but the total is just a stretch of the road, and it won't take long for you to ink again.

'Knock knock..'

There was a knock on the door.

"Fat man."

"Thin man, why is your second elder here?"

It was the door that was opened, and he shouted with his mouth open.

Seeing the appearance of the fat and thin old man, and thinking of the old people who kept coming to him in the past two days, Jue Tong understood.

"You two elders come to the house and sit down, and I'll pour you tea."

"No, no, we won't go in."

I'm embarrassed to go in with a wave of my hand.

Two old guys, you look at me, I look at you, the meaning is to let the other party say this.

"I said fat man, thin man, you are entangled, I know what your second elder wants to say!"

"But the second master, I really can't promise you..."

Bai Hengtong snorted and laughed, waved his hand, and simply opened his mouth directly.

Hearing Jue Tong's words, the two old men were not annoyed at all, but had a tacit understanding, and they actually took a breath together.

Immediately after, as if discussed, the two turned around together and were about to walk home.

I thought to myself.

I've been here, and Designer Bai understands what I want to say, but people don't agree, you can't blame me, right?

The two old men, one fat and one thin, really couldn't stand the scolding of their daughter-in-law at home, and they couldn't cope with it!

"Fat man, thin man."

The movements of the two of them were stunned for a while, and the old people didn't take two steps, he immediately shouted.

"Your second elder greeted the uncles and ladies in the village, and said that I would give everyone an explanation tomorrow!"

Sure enough, early the next morning, the village horn began to sound.

The loudspeaker is publicizing, the village will be Buyi opera, eight-tone sitting and singing, and those who can weave our traditional cloth art of the Buyi nationality will register in front of the village committee!

An old man, the old lady is a little puzzled.

The fat uncle, the thin uncle, but he thought of Bai Jingtong's words, and joy suddenly rose in his heart.

I didn't hesitate to eat breakfast.

was not weak by the dissatisfaction of his daughter-in-law's gaze, and his confidence became full, and he raised his head and left a sentence:

"I'll take a look!"

At the entrance of the village committee, almost half of the village's old people gathered.

These old people are so good at both hands.

Everyone was talking and looking at each other.

Some people have a guess in their minds, while others are completely puzzled.

Soon after the fat and thin old man arrived, the door of the village committee building opened, and the village chief and village secretary carried out three or five tables.

At this time, Bai Jingtong also arrived with Banxia.

Bai Hengtong sat at a table, Banxia sat at a table, and the village chief and village secretary did the same.

"Those who can sit and sing in eight notes are registered with me!"

"Anyone who knows how to play is registered in front of the girl next to me..."

"Those who can weave cloth will reach the village chief..."

Since the arrival of the dove tree, the old people have already been excited.

Speculation close to the truth spreads among all people.

Because of the designer, the younger villagers also gathered around, although they disdained these old skills, but they wanted to know what the dove was going to do.

Hearing the greeting of the doomson, the old people immediately rushed to their respective tables and lined up.

"If it's all there, which row will it be in?"

The fat and thin old man and several other people did not move, only heard the fat old man's ruddy face and asked loudly.

The old man's voice attracted the attention of many people, and even the old man's son and daughter-in-law were watching from the crowd.

The daughter-in-law muttered with some dissatisfaction, this dead old man loves to be in the limelight.

In the face of these attentions, the fat old man seemed very happy, with his head held high and his chest held high.

"Fat man, you have to queue up four times!"

Bai Jingtong looked at the old man and responded with a smile.

"Designer Bai, what are you doing registering these?"

In the distance, someone puffed up his courage and asked loudly.

It's a question on everyone's mind.

"I've seen the lady's unique work in our village, and the woven cloth is so exquisite."

"I'm in our village, and I also listened to the Buyi opera sung by our uncle, and the eight-tone sitting and singing performed, it was really good, it was all good things!"

The dove tree did not hide it, and directly replied loudly.

"I think, such a good thing, we can't hide it, we have to let the people in the city also see it, and the world will rise!"

"I plan to transform an abandoned stilted building in the village into a splendid workshop, which is specially used to display and produce this cloth of the Buyi people!"

"I plan to build a Wannian platform in the center of the village, and when the time comes, please invite our masters to sing a few times a day!"

When the words fell, the villagers in front of the village committee suddenly fell silent.

After a moment, the old people's eyes widened and their mouths opened.

What's going on?

This is to ask them old guys to go out of the mountains!

This is an old hen that can lay golden eggs for the whole village!

This is to bring the whole village to get rich together!

The surrounding villagers are also happy, and those old people have their own fathers and mothers.

"Isn't this in my father's hands?"

"The best one, who can do anything, is my father!"

"In our village, who is as good as my father Buyi's singing? Who has more than my dad? ”

"My dad loves to ponder these old crafts!"

The daughter-in-law of the fat and thin old man changed her mouth, her eyebrows fluttered, and she couldn't make love with her father.

In front of the village committee, the whole spirit of the old people has changed, knowing that from now on, their status in the family will have to rise gradually.

The waist rod is also stiff, and the sound is loud!

Bai Juetong, this is really a word!

There are old people.