I transferred to the fishermen's village in the North District, and inquired about it, and they all said that these days happened to be the typhoon season, and they were all shrouded in violent storms and rains, and all the flights here were going to stop.

Although it is in Haikou, it is in a very wild bay, a relatively old and primitive fishing village, full of straight coconut palms, large beaches, and churning waves in the distance.

Before coming here, I actually thought of the blue sea and blue sky, which is beautiful, but after I came, especially this ancient and primitive village, it feels similar to the village in the deep mountains and old forests of northern Xiangbei.

The only thing that is different is that looking at the coast here, the waves are rippling not far away, and the sea is far from being so blue, but there is a fishy smell.

There were not many people in the village, and occasionally I saw some old people, dressed in national costumes, who also quickly walked away with their heads bowed.

When it got dark, Ye Siming came out.

I couldn't find a place to stay in this place, so I could only see if we could settle down in the village today, and the two of us searched for a while along the village, but there was no place to stay.

Finally, we found an old man in the village who could speak Chinese, and the old man agreed to let us live in his house, 40 yuan a day for each person, and the meal fee was calculated separately, and we readily agreed.

His so-called home is actually an old house, with a few large pieces of wood built up to a shelf, and a thick layer of straw piled on top of it, which looks very tropical.

The old man is an old bachelor, and he said that he had wandered in other places when he was young, so he could speak some Chinese, but he couldn't speak very well.

He wore a linen robe with no collar and no buttons, a long strip of linen cloth hung on the front and back of his waist, and a black cloth wrapped around his head, coiled into horns, which looked a bit like the costume of the Miao people.

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He spoke and did things slowly, and told me in a slow voice that he was from the Li ethnic group, and that the Li ethnic group was the aboriginal of the island, and the other ethnic groups were all foreigners.

He sat under a banana tree, squinted his eyes, looked at the old lady who walked by, and told me that their Li people pay attention to "the face of Nirvana, and the body of the painting is scaled".

It means that Li women should tattoo their bodies and embroider their faces, which is very beautiful.

He pointed at an old lady who walked over with a dry tobacco pouch, and said to Ye Siming with a smile, "Look at it, is that old lady good-looking?" She's so handsome when she's young! ”

After listening to it for a while, I felt that this old man was clearly an old rascal, and it was obvious that Ye Siming was not hiding, and the old man could see him.

Ye Siming followed his gaze and didn't speak.

The old man staggered up and patted the ash on his body, and came to Ye Siming's side for fear that I would hear it, and said, "Young man, you are so handsome, and you have the style of an old man." ”

The old man smiled and said, "If you have time, you can take a boat to Gulf Island, which is full of Li girls, and there is a rule there, as long as a girl takes a fancy to you, she will hand you the red bag she wears, and you can take the red bag at night and go over." ”

Before leaving, this old man also winked at Ye Siming, saying that their Li girl is very beautiful, as long as she is over sixteen years old, she will move out to live, and if there is a good young man, you can let the young man spend the night with her, and if you have time, let Ye Siming go to "tease her mother"!

After the old man left, Ye Siming looked at me.

When I saw that his eyes were a little strange, I said angrily, "Are you excited?" ”

I sat down and looked at the blue sky in the sky, the blue sea in the distance, the white sand, and a seabird flying low, and suddenly I was in a trance.