"Say what? This great sun's. ”

Xu Jialan's puzzled voice came out from behind the white fruit tree, Yao Tao and they turned their heads, and saw Xu Jialan and Han Chubai coming together.

"Hehe, talk about your brother. I don't know what kind of demon I have, but I can't please invite it! ”

"Oooh. I said, with such a good weather, how can it be said that it will change. ”

Listening to Nan Beibei's words, Xu Jialan looked suddenly enlightened, and said indifferently.

"Well, it's getting bigger and bigger now. I don't know how June and July this year should be. ”

Yao Tao unconsciously continued on this topic.

"I guess it's hotter than last year. It's only been less than May, so it's not easy for people to want to go out. ”

Han Chubai looked at the blue sky and white clouds above his head, and sighed that the sun was really everywhere.

"That's it. So it's time to change careers! ”

Nan Beibei felt it, but the two people next to him who didn't know anything had an innocent expression of 'we are obviously not on the same channel', which made people laugh.

"Changing careers? Sister Beibei, what do you want to do? ”

Han Chubai paused for a moment, but still asked.

Xu Jialan also looked at her with a curious expression of 'what I want to know'.

In the end, it was Yao Tao who explained briefly, and the two of them gave up.

As a result, they unanimously decided to learn musical instruments, climb elegance, and follow the style of literature and art.

Friday.

It's time for Yan Mei and the others to go back to their mother-in-law's house again.

It's already half an afternoon.

The sun is like something about to sink on the mountain, and it just refuses to fall.

The temperature is like the scorching sun at noon, and it is still hot.

Yan Mei, who loves skirts, is wearing a white floral skirt, walking beside Yan Feng, who is also wearing a skirt, like a happy butterfly, dancing and talking.

She was talking about the interesting things in their class, Yan Feng listened with a smile, occasionally letting out a low laugh, and the picture was very beautiful.

Of course, in front of them, there is also an eye-catching beauty, but Yan Mei doesn't like it very much.

That was the back of Yan Hu and Yan Huan.

Yan Mei occasionally glimpsed it, but she didn't see it, after all, these two boring people also like to grab their sister's attention.

She didn't like it, and she just didn't like this place for them.

Nothing else, it has nothing to do with her!

Like this, she stayed with her sister and they played on the side, and she stated: she doesn't hate it either.

Well, it's good!

They have a younger brother and sister!

Yan Mei said she was very satisfied!

However, in the next second, Yan Mei's face turned black.

The reason, of course, is that delicate girl, who doesn't know what to do!

She, she, she actually wants my sister to carry her?

Are you kidding!

She hasn't let her sister carry it for a long time, and she is embarrassed to ask for this?

She doesn't allow it!

The result was very good, my sister Yan Feng didn't carry her, and replaced her.

Yan Mei thought so, instead of letting her sister carry her, she was annoyed.

It's better for her to carry it, so it's the best of both worlds.

Hmph, under her nose, see if she still wants to stick to her sister?!

Yan Huan, this girl is better than Yan Hu, and it gives Yan Mei a headache.

There is one reason, the little girl is the youngest.

There are two reasons, the little girl is delicate and frail and loves to be coquettish.

There are three reasons, the little girl is sticky and runs around.

If you want to say what Yan Mei hates about Yan Huan the most, it is probably the last one.

In the past few weeks, the little girl has been sticking to them every week, and she even has to follow them back to her hometown, which is really impossible to shake off.

Yan Mei is also depressed!

Look, that's it today.

Every time she has to be carried by someone, Yan Mei is almost used to it.

Thinking of this, she paused for a moment and turned people upside down, so that the little girl could lie on her stomach better, so that it was convenient for her to carry it.

Yan Feng on the side looked at it and persuaded: "Sister, I'll carry it!" You're struggling on your back. ”

"Sister, don't persuade me, Sister Xiao Yan is having fun on her back! She's used to that weight. ”

"Shut up, little tiger."

Yan Feng scolded softly, and Yan Hu suddenly lost his voice.

"It's all right, sister. I'm really used to it. ”

Yan Mei stared at the road ahead and said indifferently.

Yan Huan, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly said, "Go down from here, I want to go home." I want to drink water. ”

Only then did Yan Mei notice that they had walked to the place of Yijia Village.

This special place in Yijia Village is very peculiar in the eyes of Yan Mei.

The reason is very simple, most of the people living here are obviously Han Chinese, and only a small number are Yi people.

But it is famous for Yijia Village.

Not only that, I heard that this place also retains a variety of traditional festivals and customs of the Yi people.

For example: the Year of the Yi Nationality held in November of the Gregorian calendar in October of the lunar calendar; the Torch Festival held on June 24 of the lunar calendar; The costume festival that arose on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month and so on.

It is worth mentioning that the people living here are the double major festivals and customs of the Xinghan and Yi people.

This is a peculiar phenomenon.

After all, no matter which nationality you are now, some customs and habits will be more or less forgotten, but everything here is as good as it was in the past.

Building a house on the mountain is an old habit of almost every household in Yijia Village, and Yan Huan's family is no exception.

Yan Huan's house is adjacent to the left and right, with the land in front and the mountains in the back, and the end is the unique simplicity and beauty of the farmhouse.

By unanimous agreement, everyone went down the hillside, the road was rugged and steep, but it was also spacious, and we who were used to rural life had no pressure, and even ran excitedly, excitingly, and interestingly while speeding up the high slope.

Go down the high slope, turn right, pass through two houses, pass a huge orange tree, and arrive at Yan Huan's dam.

The dam is a place in front of the house. It is the land that is usually used to trample on the land where festivals are held at home, things are dried, and things are dried.

Of course, the land can be barren dirt or rich slate or concrete.

Unfortunately, Yan Huan's family is still the former.

But it doesn't matter, everyone here must not care about this, and so do Yan Mei.

said that she came down to drink water, but Yan Huan's little sister took her cousins and cousins to her vegetable garden.

"Why don't you go into the house and drink water?"

Yan Hu's puzzled voice sounded, he was really thirsty.

"I think my fruit quenches my thirst! Let's go pick oranges and grapefruits. It's good to bring some along the way. ”

Yan Huan's pink skirt danced brightly and vividly like her person.

"Eh, Sister Huan. I just saw that there are a lot of oranges hanging on the orange tree next to your house, whose house is that? I don't think anyone picks it! The ground fell everywhere, and it felt like a waste. ”

Yan Mei's puzzled voice floated into the ears of several people, and Yan Feng was also puzzled.

"Indeed," she guessed. The fruit is so big and full that no one picks it? It's because the tree is so tall and it's located next to a lake. ”

Yan Huan smiled: "No. Don't look at the fruit as good, in fact, it's useless, it's so bitter that it's hard to swallow! And the tree had no owner, it was a wild tree. ”

"Wild? No way? ”

Several people were shocked and incredulous, the tree didn't look like it didn't have an owner.

The orange tree can be tall and towering, thick and surrounded by two people, the roots of the tree are dyed with white frost, anti-termite and insect moth, keep warm and cold, and the branches are red cloth around the neck, the colorful flags are fluttering, and it is not uncared for.

"Not really! Hey, don't look at that tree as if it's being protected. Oh, there is not a single one in our place that does not hang red cloth and dyes white frost! It's already a custom here. ”

"Hey, in addition to protecting trees, is this your custom here?"

"Well, I listened to my dad too. It's roughly red on the top and white on the bottom. Well, it's about red on the top, warding off evil spirits, eliminating harm, and white on the bottom, protecting the roots and lifelines. But my dad also said it was all hearsay. ”

Yan Huan glanced at Yan Hu, said disapprehantly, stopped, and pointed to the scenery in front of him.

"It's here. Look at the two large plots of land that are my family's vegetable yards. Where do we go first? ”

Yan Mei and the others were stunned, the green trees in front of them were lush, the fruits were abundant, and the trees were not mixed, everything was in order.

Let's talk about the land above, the upper left side is against the wall, the bean vines are entangled, the beans are distinct, the red and green are mixed, and it is harmonious; The fruit trees on the lower right are juxtaposed, the interval is the same, the green leaves and yellow fruits, the clear and distinct, a beautiful group.

Besides, the land below here, with fruit trees sandwiched between the ground, four bread copies, green leaves and yellow fruits, are all erected vertically, like soldiers defending the country, united as one, united as one.

Speaking of which, I have to mention that the custom of red on the top and white on the bottom makes every fruit tree look like a child with a red scarf, a guard in green, a gentleman in a white shirt, and a woman with a yellow baggage.

It's simply beautiful, a gathering of people, moving, and everyone likes it.

Yan Huan also told them that there was a grapefruit tree on top and an orange tree on the bottom, and asked them to pick their favorite fruits.

"Grapefruit picking! Yuzu is sweet, orange is sour! ”

According to the experience of previous years, Yan Mei subconsciously shouted.

"No, this orange is probably not bad, this should be a red rock orange, right? Huanmei. ”

Yan Feng stared at the fruit trees below and asked hesitantly.

"Well, what Sister Xiaofeng said is. This one is sweet, too. ”

Yan Huan nodded, and it was right to implement Yan Feng's guess.

"Hey, woman, it's trouble. Let's just do it, okay? It's getting late, guys! ”

As early as the moment when the three of them were talking on the shore, Yan Hu rolled up his sleeves and worked hard in the field.

"......" Yan Huan.

"......" Yan Mei.

"......" Yan Feng.

He really can't wait!

Speechless.

Yan Mei looked at this younger brother who likes to scare people, and rolled her eyes habitually.

In fact, it's quite early.

Because no matter which school it is, Fridays are particularly considerate, and early dismissal has become the norm in major colleges and universities.

Just like Yan Mei's homeroom teacher, Teacher Wang, said, "Go home early, see your parents early, the teachers are at ease, and your parents are at ease." ”

After all, it's a holiday, teachers and students are excited, especially students who are greedy for fun, and it is estimated that from the first day or two, they plan where to play after the holiday on Friday.

This is normal for people, and it is not difficult to understand.

After working for a long time, Yan Mei and the others still went back to Yan Huan's house, and after enjoying a fruit together, they slowly set off and returned to Baima.

I picked a lot of fruits, but I didn't take much away, except for Yan Feng who carried two, the remaining three people each picked a full fruit and carried it away.

Yan Huan took the lead, Yan Hu followed, Yan Mei followed, and Yan Feng broke off the order, and they followed the path of Yan Huan's vegetable garden, and walked straight to the big road back to Baima.

The trail is narrow, with mulberry trees that can't accommodate a third foot, and is lined with boxy fields, both dry and wet.

At the end of the trail, I crossed a plum tree, crossed a family's dam, and walked up a dozen steps to a large highway that was very different.

At this time, they had not yet left Yijia Village, and the boundary of Yijia Village was the mythical Bai'an River.

Legend has it that under the Bai'an River, there is a white horse of the dragon, and now no one can prove it, but it is false or true, and there are different opinions.

However, after crossing the Bai'an River, you will arrive at the place of Hakuma.

In fact, Dashi and Baima are only three kilometers away, and Yijia Village can be regarded as their compromise point.

Back at Yan's house, a few people had just rested for a while when the sound of shouting came from outside the house.

"We're coming, come out quickly!"

The voices were high and low, apparently more than one person, both male and female.