Chapter XXVII
The snow was falling, no one came out to wander around, and people preferred to hide in the house with their wives and children hot kang heads, so the small village seemed very peaceful, only the rustling of snow and the occasional barking of dogs.
When the four of them walked to the entrance of the village, a door suddenly opened, and a woman in her forties carrying a basin of water appeared.
The woman didn't expect that there were still people in the snow at this time, so she was slightly stunned, and then reacted, splashed water on the snow, and shouted enthusiastically and joyfully.
"Yo Bajin is back?"
"Well, I'm back." Di Yun smiled and said hello, "Aunt Wang, pour water." β
When the people in the village meet, what they say is roughly like this:
"Hey, have you eaten it?"
"Eat."
"What are you eating?"
"Oily and spicy noodles."
Then go their own way, what to do.
In short, there is no nutrition, but you can't help but say it, otherwise people will say that you are too "tired". Oh, it's arrogant and doesn't know what it means.
He thought that the greeting would pass like this, and he was about to leave, but he didn't expect Aunt Wang to ask again: "I heard that you are making a movie?" β
Di Yun was stunned, so soon the people in the village knew? glanced at Di Xiaoyu quickly.
Di Xiaoyu shook his head lightly, indicating that he didn't say it himself, and his finger quietly pointed at Di Mu.
Di Yun grinned and nodded helplessly and said, "Yes, I made a movie some time ago." β
"Ah, college students just have the ability." Aunt Wang sighed inexplicably, probably getting the answer she wanted, and said contentedly, "Do you want to sit in the house?" β
If you take this seriously, you will definitely be stupid when you follow it into the house, this is just the end of the conversation.
Di Yun shook his head and said, "No, I just came back and haven't come home yet." β
"Okay, you go home first, and come over and sit down another day when you have time."
"Definitely, definitely."
The village is too small, and you can smell a fart at the head of the village and the end of the village, not to mention Aunt Wang's soprano just now.
At this moment, the creaking sound of the door opening came and went. This is the only college student in the village, although I don't know if it's a Rausch University at the Beijing Film University, but it's also a university in the capital, and I heard that I'm starting to make movies again. No, we have to go out and have a look.
As a result, the sound of boring conversations along the way continued.
"Hey, eight catties are back?"
"Ah, just came back."
"I heard you made a movie?"
"Oh, I made one."
"Is the capital beautiful?"
"It's beautiful."
"Is the door high?"
"Tall, tens of meters."
β¦β¦
Di Yun now feels like Guan Erye, who has beheaded six generals after five levels, and his voice is a little angry.
When he was about to arrive at the door, Di's father said to Di's mother unhappily: "What are you talking about this?" It's a ruckus! β
"I'll sue the daughter-in-law of the Liu family alone, who knew that so many people would know?" Dimu retorted.
"The daughter-in-law of the Liu family is a big speaker, don't you know it, and sue her?"
Di Mu was silent and pursed her lips disapprerovingly.
Di Yun could see that this was what Di's mother deliberately said to the daughter-in-law of the Liu family.
Probably the common trait of all mothers, the son is out, and I wish the whole world knew about it.
The old man was sweeping the snow in front of the door, and when he saw them returning, he stopped his broom.
Father Di said, "Dad, why are you sweeping now, the snow is still falling." β
"Let's go down, sweep some first, otherwise it will be difficult to get thick." The old man waved his hand disappreciatively and said, "Anyway, it's okay to be idle, and you can warm up." β
"Grandpa." Diyun screamed.
"Well, I'm back." The old man beckoned to him.
Di Yun walked over, but he didn't expect the old man to suddenly raise his hand and flick it on his shoulder, and he didn't pay attention, and fell on the snow that had just piled up, and pounced.
When he stood up, the old man frowned and said, "The kung fu has fallen." β
"It was a bit of a busy time."
The old man shook his head and sighed: "Although the kung fu is not very useful now, it is still a inheritance, and it can't be lost like this." β
"Hey... Hey..."Di Yun nodded in response, pretending to be a grandson, uh... It seems to be a grandson.
Seeing his cowardice, the old man said with some displeasure: "The waist is straight!" β
Di Yun straightened his waist all of a sudden, and the momentum of the whole person was completely different, like a big gun stuck in the snow, his aura was lofty, and he was as immobile as a mountain.
"Not bad." The old man stroked his beard and was slightly satisfied.
After everyone entered the house, Di Mu went into the kitchen to make dinner, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, commonly known as the sacrificial stove. You have to cook some stove steamed buns, stir-fry a few side dishes, and pray for the stove lord to bless the coming year's wind and rain, and the five grains are abundant. Of course, these steamed buns, vegetables and other stove princes just smell them, and in the end they will enter the stomach of the family.
Di Xiaoyu followed up in the kitchen to help, and Di Yun also planned to go in and make a move, but was pushed out by Di Mu, saying that he must be tired after sitting in the car for nearly two days, and asked him to rest for a while.
Father Di and the old man were playing chess, and he didn't go over to join in the fun, and walked towards his room.
The courtyard of the Di family is very small, with two entrances in front and back, a courtyard in the middle, and wings on the left and right. The area is not large, only half an acre.
How much is half an acre? That's 333 square meters, approximately.
Wow! More than 300 square meters is still small, right?
You have to look at it compared with there, compared with the kind of place in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, where every inch of land is gold, more than 300 square meters is indeed very large, and it can be regarded as a pseudo-local tyrant. But if you compare it with the real local tyrants in the village who have half an acre or even an acre of land just in the front yard, they are a bit small.
His room was a wing room facing north and south, and it had not been inhabited for a year but there was no trace of dust, and it was obvious that someone had come to clean it often.
Lying on the bed, the bedding was very fluffy, with a fresh smell, and before I knew it, I slowed down my mind and slowly became confused.
Half-asleep and half-awake, I felt someone push open the door and walk to the bed, and then slowly retreated.
Di Yun opened his eyes and saw that the girl was tiptoeing out, smiled and asked, "Why don't you help in the kitchen?" β
"You're not asleep, are you?" The girl came back again.
Di Yun patted his side and nodded: "Hmm." β
Di Xiaoyu suddenly threw himself on the bed, lay down beside him, and said, "The dishes and everything are washed, and my mother can handle it alone." I'll come and talk to you. β
Di Yun looked at Di Xiaoyu, and suddenly thought of the little girl running around the room like a little butterfly with pigtails and a small skirt, her eyes became a little hollow, and she looked at the roof blankly.
"What do you think, so engrossed?" Di Xiaoyu asked with a shake of his hand in front of his eyes.
"Oh, nothing." Di Yun came back to his senses, shook his head and asked with a smile, "What do you want to say?" β
The girl held her chin with her hands and blinked her eyes and asked, "Di Yun, is making movies really so profitable?" β
"Not necessarily, some people can make a lot of money if they become famous quickly, and they can make hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars by making a movie, but some people may not be able to get ahead in their lives, struggling at the bottom and not even guaranteeing food and clothing. It depends on whether you have the talent to act, and you still need some chance. β
"Millionsβ" The girl was a little distracted, her mouth slightly open. It took a long time before he came back to his senses and said, "Then are you a talent or an opportunity?" β
Di Yun said without shame or impatience: "Of course we are extremely talented, we are born to eat this bowl of rice." β
"Just blow it." The girl gave him a blank look. Then there was silence, and there was a sparkle in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Tell me about you." Di Yun said, "There is still half a year to take the college entrance examination, what school are you going to take the exam?" β
Di Xiaoyu's grades are very good, Di Yun has never worried about whether she can be admitted to university, it is just what kind of university she will be admitted to.
Di Xiaoyu lowered his head and muttered for a few seconds, then raised his head and asked, "How about you say that I am also admitted to film school?" β
Di Yun was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Why do you suddenly want to go to this school?" β
In Di Yun's impression, her sister has always been aiming high and going to those famous universities in China, and suddenly it is difficult to understand that she wants to go to such an unpopular school.
"You can make money by making movies!" The girl smiled and said, "When I make a lot of money, I will buy a big house in the city for my parents and grandfather, and then buy a small car, hehe..."
Di Yun suddenly felt that it didn't seem to be a good thing to get back so much money rashly, and the impact on his family was a bit big. Scratching his head, he said carefully: "This is not everyone can make money, some people"
Before he finished speaking, the girl glared at the apricot eyes: "You mean I'm not as good as you?" β
"No, no." Di Yun hurriedly shook his head and said, "You are much smarter than my brother, but the matter of making a movie" Di Yun was a little entangled, and he didn't know how to persuade him.
The girl glanced at his frowning brows, waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, okay, I'm going to tease you, look at what makes you nervous." β
"Really?"
"Really." Di Xiaoyu lowered his head slightly, unable to see the look in his eyes clearly.
Di Yun breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, it almost didn't scare me to death." β
The girl glanced up at him and asked, "You really don't want me to go to film school?" β
"It's not that I don't want you to take the test." Di Yun said: "The main thing is that acting is not as glamorous as it seems on the surface, and it is very tiring and bad. You have such a good academic performance, you can get into a better university, you can easily study for a few years, and you won't be able to find a job when you come out, how good. β
Di Xiaoyu nodded absentmindedly, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
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