The village chief's house was next to the road, not far from where Mo Nineteen and the others parked, and it was a two-story wooden attic house.

I heard that there were tourists in the village, and the village chief was already outside the house to greet them.

The village chief's name was Kusip, and he was an old man with gray hair, a tall and thin body, a wrinkled face, and his clothes were old but neat. It can be seen that compared to other people in the village, the village chief is very particular about dressing.

The thin black man did not leave immediately, but looked at Mo Nineteen and Jiang Wen'er very expectantly, Jiang Wen'er understood, took out a 50 yuan RMB from his wallet and handed it to the black thin man, and the thin black man saluted Mo Nineteen and Jiang Wen'er, and left happily.

The village chief let Mo Shijiu and Jiang Wen'er into the house, and a slightly chubby middle-aged woman brought two bowls of tea, Mo Shijiu took it and tasted it, which was cool and sweet, very refreshing.

"This tea is good", Mo Nineteen exclaimed sincerely.

The village chief smiled: "The wild tea picked by the mountain people themselves, you can like it."

Jiang Wen'er also tasted it, and was immediately surprised.

At noon, Mo Shijiu and Jiang Wen'er stayed at the village chief's house for dinner, the village chief's family has a total of eight people, in addition to the village chief, there are also two sons of the village chief, of which the eldest son Kujiri has two children, a family of four, and the younger son Kujira has a child, a family of three.

The three children got the candy brought by Jiang Wen'er and kept playing outside the house, and the eldest son Kujiri and the younger son Kujira did not come back from outside until it was time to eat.

Different from the thin physique of most people in Dongzi Village, Kujiri and Kujira have a somewhat strong physique, but their personalities are relatively wooden, and when they saw guests coming to the house, the two just nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

During the whole meal, the village chief and Mo Nineteen were communicating, Kujiri and Kujira were just eating with their heads bowed, and the daughters-in-law were in the stove room with three children, and they didn't serve the table at all.

Knowing the intention of Mo 19 and Jiang Wen'er, the village chief was very enthusiastic, but it would take at least a day to enter and exit the Purple Valley, and the village chief suggested that Mo 19 and them stay for one night and wait until tomorrow morning before entering the valley.

Mo Nineteen and the others were originally here to investigate intelligence, and they stayed in Dongzi Village for one night, so they just happened to be able to understand the situation in the vicinity more clearly, and the two of them naturally would not refuse.

After lunch, Mo 19 moved the car to the front of the village chief's house, and the village chief ordered Kujira to take Mo 19 and Jiang Wen'er around the inside and outside of the village.

Dongzi Village takes the gravel road as the center, there are simple wooden attics everywhere, although it is old, but it is more and more quaint, there are many bluestone slabs in the middle of it, it extends to both sides very regularly, standing on the high place outside the village and looking at it from afar, the whole Dongzi Village is like a wing of the Purple Valley, echoing with the West Purple Village on the opposite side of the Purple River, holding up the Purple Valley has a soaring posture.

In particular, there is a canal in the village that introduces the water of the Purple River, which injects a trace of aura into the village.

"What a natural and cultural landscape", Mo Shijiu couldn't help but sigh. Jiang Wen'er next to her took out her mobile phone and began to take pictures non-stop, like a professional tourist photographer.

The three of them lingered for a moment on the high ground outside the village and began to walk back, Mo Nineteen asked very casually, "Is Xizi Village the same as your Dongzi Village?" ”

Kujila glanced at Mo Nineteen blankly, first nodded, and then shook his head.

Mo Jiu and Jiang Wen'er glanced at each other, very puzzled.

"Brother Jira, what do you mean by nodding and shaking your head again? Is it the same or different? Jiang Wen'er asked.

Kujira waved his hand, buried his head in front of him, and never spoke again.

Kujira was reluctant to speak, Mo 19 and Jiang Wen'er had no choice but to give up, the three of them returned to the village the same way, and walked around the village again, the villagers along the road smiled enthusiastically at Mo 19 and them, Mo 19 11 smiled and responded, but Jiang Wen'er took out her wallet, took out a thick pile of 50 yuan face value RMB, and began to distribute it next to each other, and the villagers who got the money immediately began to sing mountain songs to welcome.

At this time, Mo Shijiu realized that he didn't know Jiang Wen'er about these villagers at all.

Slowly walking to Jiang Wen'er's side, Mo Jiujiu asked softly, "How do you know that the villagers are smiling at us and asking for money?" ”

Jiang Wen'er smiled proudly: "Do you think I really didn't know anything before I came?" ”

Mo Jiu suddenly realized, no wonder Jiang Wen'er has always been in a very relaxed state, it turns out that she has already made sufficient preparations.

"High", Mo Nineteen gave a thumbs up sincerely.

Jiang Wen'er blinked her eyes and laughed softly: "I will do the things that have a good relationship with the local villagers, and I have to rely on you to deal with drug dealers, I will listen to you."

Mo Nineteen couldn't help but smile. Both of them are using HX Chinese at the moment, and they are not afraid that the villagers will hear it.

At dinner, the village chief instructed the two daughters-in-law to prepare a few mountain game, don't look at these mountain game meat is very ordinary, and the portion is not much, but it is something that can only be eaten by the people in the village during the festival, and the village chief can take it out to entertain Mo Nineteen and them, which is already a very hospitable hospitality, so Jiang Wen'er naturally can't treat the village chief's family badly, even if he takes out a thousand yuan and stuffs it into the village chief's hand, the village chief is not polite, and accepts the money with a smile.

At night, Mo Shijiu and Jiang Wen'er stayed at the village chief's house.

Because the two were originally playing as a couple, the village chief naturally arranged them in a room, and the two were a little dumbfounded.

There was only one bed in the room, plus a chair, a wooden bath. According to the village chief, this is specially used to entertain guests, so it is equipped with a wooden bathtub, which is considered the best room in the village.

The daughter-in-law of the village chief has already prepared most of the warm water in the bathtub, and the two of them looked at the hot bathtub and made it difficult, and turned around the inside and outside of the village during the day, and there was some sweat on the body, and if you don't take a bath, your body is really a little uncomfortable, but if you take a bath, it is really inconvenient for the two to be in the same room.

And in order not to arouse the suspicion of the village chief's family, the two couldn't leave the room to avoid, and in the end there was really no way, so the two had to think of a compromise solution. That is, when one person takes a shower, the other person must be blindfolded and turned his back, which can be regarded as avoiding embarrassment.

The man took a bath relatively quickly, so Mo Shijiu washed it first, and Jiang Wen'er moved the chair to the window, and sat on the chair with her back to the bathtub with her eyes blindfolded with a towel.

In about ten minutes, Mo Nineteen took a shower and got dressed, Jiang Wen'er took the towel and turned around, Mo Nineteen went out to inform, and the village chief's daughter-in-law quickly came over to change the warm water in the bathtub.

When it was Jiang Wen'er's turn to take a bath, Mo Shijiu drew a gourd in the same way, also blindfolded his eyes with a towel, and then sat on a chair with his back to the bathtub.

Sitting and sitting, twenty minutes have passed, and the sound of rushing water is still coming from the bathtub, to be honest, Mo Nineteen's concentration is already very strong, if he were an ordinary person, he was afraid that his mind would have already presented all kinds of fragrant pictures that made people surge, but Mo Nineteen forcibly suppressed this evil thought, so that he had always maintained a state of no distractions.

But after all, there are people with seven emotions and six desires, and if it drags on any longer, Mo Nineteen doesn't know if he can hold on, so he is about to urge.

At this time, a choking smoke suddenly rushed into the room.