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Yu Banwan Village stayed for three days.

The big guy listened to the music in front of the Wannian stage, drank wine in the old tavern, and pinched the pottery in the clay pottery hall...

I became a teacher in the Buyi Primary School in Banwan Village, weaving cloth in the Splendid Workshop...

Chat a few words of homely cooking in the afternoon sun, and the old restaurant is full of delicious dishes made by Ma Ye himself...

Qianhe took another photo of Aunt He's aunts, and the smile on the photo was sincere and bright...

Zuo Chao even contracted the carpenter work that was urgently needed in the village, and he didn't have a day idle for three days...

There is no banquet in the world, it was still the early morning, the sky was just bright, Lao Yang and Juetong all exhaled and looked back at the village that was reflected in the hot sun, smiled, and followed the queue to get on the bus.

This time, no one came to deliver it, and it was agreed with everyone.

Hengtong once said: "Banwan Village is another home for us, and we are all children here. ”

"How can the whole village come to see off the children when they travel?"

"That's too out-of-the-box."

The words reached everyone's hearts, and the villagers opened their mouths but never refuted the words.

They all sat in their respective seats, the engine of the minibus started, honked the horn and then drove away.

Outside the car, no one came to send it, but Bai Jingtong and the others didn't know that this early morning, the villagers in the old village turned on the lights early, put on their clothes, and silently read blessings in their hearts.

When the car started, maybe it was a feeling, maybe it was a whistle, and the old and young people cast their eyes in the direction of the intersection, and they were far away from the obstacles...

At eleven o'clock, the minibus drove to Yixing City, and everyone who had fallen asleep in the car woke up one after another.

Rubbing their hands on the glass, wiping the moisture away, and after seeing the scenery outside, everyone stretched out their heads to look at each other, and their faces showed knowing smiles.

"Old Yang!"

Sitting in the middle of the car, Jue Tong suddenly shouted: "How do I seem to remember that a year ago, it was also in the car, it was such a point, such a position..."

"What did you say? Isn't it, once we disperse this time, we will never be able to gather dozens of people again! ”

"What's the matter? A year later, we're still together again! ”

The atmosphere in the carriage was immediately heated up as soon as Bai Jingtong said this, and everyone kept turning the picture from a year ago back to their eyes.

"Yes, what Brother Tong said is right, that's what Brother Yang said at the time!"

"Hahaha, who said that we will never be able to gather again if the dozens of people disperse? Not only will we get together this time, but next time, next time, next time, next time, let's get together! ”

"That's it, don't say I'm in China, even if I'm on Mars, as long as everyone greets me, I will rush back desperately!"

"We can't just disperse anyway..."

......

The team led by Bai Jue Tong and the team led by Lao Yang all said happily.

Lao Yang stood up from his position, walked to the front of the car, raised his hand and made a gesture of pressure, and everyone closed their mouths and looked at Lao Yang tacitly.

"I said it wrong!"

Lao Yang smiled, followed by a voice higher than the other: "We will never be separated, even if we are separated, we must find it back, and we must find it back!" “

"That's it, Tong'er invited us to eat last time."

"This time I'm invited!"

As the words fell, there was a burst of cheers in the carriage, and it was a long time before it gradually fell silent.

"So where are we going to eat?"

Lao Yang asked.

Everyone heard, you look at me, I look at you, and then they all looked at Lao Yang, and shouted together: "Then you don't need to say!" ”

"What, it's still that one?"

"Yes!"

"We're going to that self-service hot pot and barbecue!"

"Hey, I said you guys aren't authentic, when we left from that store last time, the boss sent us away like a plague god. You guys go back! ”

"Brother Yang, don't rub it off, hurry up, I'm hungry!"

"I'm going to eat more this time than I did last time!"

"Me too, I'm going to eat ten plates of beef!"

"I'm going to eat twenty plates!"

"Hey, you're provoking, I want thirty plates..."

......

After a full meal, under the twitching of the boss's face, everyone finally left with a comfortable face.

For people in first-tier cities, who seem to be wound up, it is enough to squeeze out such a desperate five days.

Everyone will start another round of busyness.

At Yixing Airport, Hengtong and Banxia neither flew back to the capital nor to Shanghai, but flew back to Hangzhou Xiaoshan International Airport alone.

Soon after, when the Organizing Committee of the China Pavilion of the Barcelona Expo contacts the construction party and all parties to prepare, Bai Jingtong will fly to Barcelona with Banxia, Su Mu and Kurokawa Masayuki to supervise the work.

The China Pavilion designed by Bai Jingtong is not only completed by making construction drawings, but also requires the guidance of him, the chief designer, in person.

There is not much time left for the opening of the museum in May, and the construction period is very tight, so it can be estimated that this year's New Year's Bai Jue Tong, Banxia, and Sumu will definitely not be able to come back.

While there was still time, Bai Jingtong and Banxia were ready to go home to have a look, and Bai Jingtong went to her mother-in-law's house for the first time as a son-in-law.

Got out of the airport and got into a taxi.

Bai Juetong's face seemed to be a little pale, his sitting body was tense and straight, and his hands were on his thighs and scratching from time to time.

Bai Jingtong was not nervous when standing in the Grand Palace for the Grand Louvre Project bidding, Bai Jingtong was not nervous when standing at the Sydney Art Museum to explain the plan of the Sydney Opera House, and Bai Jingtong was not nervous when giving lectures on one stage after another...

But this time, Bai Juetong was really a little restless.

"Half... Banxia. ”

A little stammered, and Jutong looked at Banxia, who was looking at him with a smile, and shouted, "Why don't we find a place to change our clothes first?" ”

He looked down at his clothes, just simple home clothes, only paying attention to comfort, some disgusted not too formal, not on the stage.

"No, that's it, I think it's good."

Banxia covered her mouth and smiled.

"Really?"

"Really! My boyfriend is handsome no matter what he wears! ”

Banxia leaned on the shoulder of the dove tree, nodded his little head, and affirmed.

"I think so too."

She nodded and muttered.

"By the way, what do our parents like?"

"Let's stop and buy some gifts, and we won't be able to go empty-handed."

Just a few seconds after breathing a sigh of relief, the whole person bounced up again and exclaimed.

"Isn't there the most authentic smoked meat, cloth, clay pottery and bento wine of the Buyi people in the trunk?"

"Mom and Dad like it!"

Banxia looked at the babbling appearance of the dove tree, and her heart was very sweet.

Needless to say, Bai Hengtong, a man who can toss and turn rivers and seas everywhere, can show such a reaction when he sees her parents.

"Really?"

"Really! You can rest assured! ”

"Who are you? You're a white dove tree! ”

"Yes, you're right, who am I, I'm Bai Juetong!"