"By the way, Li Mingzhe came to look for you in the morning, and when he saw that you were not at home, he left, and I asked him to look for you in the small valley, and he said that there was nothing serious, so he left first." Bai Lu and the others were eating lunch when they suddenly thought of the morning.

"Lee Ming-che? What didn't he say? "Gao Zhan is also quite strange, it is said that this Li Mingzhe has nothing to do with himself.

"No, I'll leave when you're not home." Bai Lu shook her little head, took a small bite of the egg, and chewed it gently.

"All the rice and noodles have been changed? If it's not enough, I still have money here. Gao Zhan, who had worked hard in the morning, gobbled up a bowl of rice, and when he went to take the bowl, he thought of the lack of food in the morning.

"Hmm. I changed it, I bought it directly with money, and people saw that I had little strength, so I moved to my home. I put it in my room, and I can't fit it in the stove jar. Bai Lu raised her head and smiled: Don't worry about not having enough to eat now.

"Are you going to go in the afternoon? If you go, take a break at noon and sleep to be refreshed. ”

"Go, this house is estimated to be almost built in the afternoon, I'll go over and take a look, there will be no work tomorrow, I want to dig a swimming pool, then I won't go." Now I also want to see what the house looks like. Gao Zhan nodded.

Gao Zhan was also tired enough today, his back hurt from moving stones, and his body had long wanted to sit in a place to rest, and when he came to his room, as soon as his body touched the bed, he fell asleep, maybe it was because of his tiredness, and he actually snored.

I slept comfortably this night, and when I got up, the head was already westward, and when I opened the door, I quietly estimated that Bai Lu had gone up the mountain to pick wild vegetables and eat them.

"Don't call me anything." Gao Zhan looked at the table below, it was almost three o'clock, and when he thought of the house where Jiangshan Beauty was, he got up busily, and washed his face and hurried there.

When Gao Zhan went to Jiangshan Beauty, he was already a little accustomed to walking towards Lu Ying.

But this time, he didn't see Lu Ying's shadow, even the door of the house was closed, and he didn't know where she went.

This is strange, could it be that this Lu Ying also went up the mountain to pick wild vegetables?

Somewhat disappointed, Gao Zhan turned to the beauty of the country, halfway through, Gao Zhan turned back, returned to the beard, and took a few cigarettes, the villagers are so energetic, why do we have to express it. The enthusiastic beard that said goodbye to Gao Zhan was on the road.

Just walked to the mouth of the mountain village, suddenly a burst of mountain song sounded, the mountain song gradually sounded, suddenly loud, crisp, suddenly beautiful, euphemistic, the song lingered in the valley, swirling crisp singing across the clear green mountain, into Gao Zhan's ears, straight into the heart, dialing the heart. "Hey!" The echo echoed among the green hills and green bamboos.

"Hey, look at the dragon boat on the fifth day of May

Laughter on both sides of the river

Brother didn't want to ask

The truth is not to be seen through

Spiders have webs in their stomachs

Brother and sister Mo Xuanfeng

The swallow has a muddy mouth

You have to learn lotus roots."

This mountain song is crisp into the ear, and high-pitched into the clouds, the crisp sound swayed upward, straight through the clouds, echoing in the surrounding valleys, who is singing the mountain song?

The song was a little unwilling, and there was this resentment, as if venting, singing higher and higher. In the distance, I saw a red shadow on the mountain in the distance flickering in the bushes, and I couldn't see the figure clearly, but this voice, Gao Zhan sounded a little familiar, and it didn't look like it when I listened carefully, but the beautiful voice suddenly made him slow down and listen involuntarily.

This mountain song was originally the villagers' forte, if it had been changed before, encountering such a beautiful voice of the mountain song, the villagers would have already lit up their rough and loud voice, and then to the mountain song, you must know that the village sings the mountain song, that is not a good hand!

But listening to the affectionate and resentful singing in his ears, he didn't have any hope for the song, so he listened quietly like that, and then listened to the voice gradually lower, until he couldn't hear it anymore.

When Gao Zhan entered the beauty of the country, he saw a group of people stop their work and looked at the direction of the singing just now.

"Who sang this song? I've never heard such a song before? Li Zhenshan took a puff of cigarette, groaned a little, looked into the distance thoughtfully, and thought about it carefully, but he couldn't think of when there was such a person in the village.

You know, this song is actually a way for the villagers to adjust their lives, under normal circumstances, when they are tired, the song is almost flying all over the sky, so the singing of the people in this village, everyone is familiar with it, this cold voice came out of such a beautiful voice, and the camp was blown up all of a sudden, and they all talked about when there was such a number one person in the village.

Seeing Gao Zhan coming over, Li Zhenshan glanced at Gao Zhan thoughtfully.

Gao Zhan looked from afar, the wooden house had already had a preliminary scale, the frame had been completed, and there was a house mountain in the middle, and it was almost nailed to the plank.

This is the first house of his own in his life. Seeing those people busy there, a sense of happiness arose in my heart. Although it has not yet taken shape, Gao Zhan has already conceived the style of the house in his heart.

The hard work of the past few days has finally paid off, and seeing that there is also sweat flowing down from this house, the hot pain on the body actually feels like it has subsided a lot.

The ground was covered with shavings, and the Iron Pillar Quartet had almost hoeed the grass in the valley, and Gao Zhan walked up to the Iron Pillar, where the guy had his big head outstretched and was still looking at it from a distance.

"People are gone early, can you still see a flower?" There was a villager beside him who looked at Tiezhu's naïve appearance and scolded with a smile.

"I don't know whose daughter it is, this voice is so good, like a fairy." Tie Zhu touched his nose: "It's a pity that it's too far away, otherwise I would have to go over and see who it is." ”

"Do you want your mother-in-law to be crazy, that voice is very sweet, it is a fairy-like character, and you can look at it in vain."

Tie Zhu was a little annoyed and angry: "Believe it or not, besides, I will shoot you to death with a hoe?" ”

Hearing Tie Zhu mention the mountain song just now, his heart moved, how could that voice sound like Lu Ying? But I've never heard her sing mountain songs before.

Walking down the mountain road slowly, Lu Ying wiped the sweat on her head, the grievances of that more were much better, she used to suffer in the village, she would choose to go to the mountains where no one could see and sing a few mountain songs, and vent her grievances.

Thinking of what Gao Zhan did for herself, she covered her mouth, so she didn't let herself cry directly. Why couldn't I have known Gao Zhan earlier? Now that she has become a widow in the eyes of others, a young young man from others, she is not worthy.

If she had a mother, Lu Ying really wanted to throw herself into her arms and cry well, but now she doesn't know what to do.

Many people say that a woman in love has zero IQ, and now she is in this state.

At noon, seeing Gao Zhan wandering in front of his house, wandering around for a long time before leaving, Lu Yingdang felt as if he had been drained of his strength, and he could barely stand still.

Did he listen to something and not want to come here again?

I sat in the house for a long time, and the more I sat down, the more sad I became, and finally I slipped out, and then ran into the valley to sing mountain songs. It was only through the song that she felt that her heart was better.

Thinking of Gao Zhan, her heart began to hurt, but when she thought of her identity as a widow, all her expectations disappeared without a trace, and the feeling of not being able to go to the sky and enter the earth made her heart clenched together these days.

Of course, Gao Zhan didn't know about this, and he was still guessing in his heart that the gods could sing such a beautiful singing: this is much better sung by Huang Ying, the happy female voice who sings mountain songs.

Li Zhenshan, the village party secretary, used to be a carpenter, and he instructed people one by one: "Weiguo, you take that board, no, there are some beveled boards, what?" Rest assured, nailing it is absolutely good! ”

The villager picked up the board and nailed it to the log, which was just right.

"When will this house be good?" handed a cigarette to Li Zhenshan, then turned around and dismantled the whole cigarette and distributed it to the villagers.

This thoughtful gesture was recognized by the villagers, and the villagers who were working cheered around, and then began to pick up cigarettes from the ground, and then turned their heads to give Gao Zhan a simple smile.

I haven't repaired the house for a long time, Li Zhenshan feels that his hands are raw, this is building a house today, and it is a soldier ball room, and the baby in this city doesn't understand this kind of thing, which makes the old branch secretary addicted.

After taking the cigarette and flicking the cigarette butt on the nail cover, Li Zhenshan looked at Gao Zhan and smiled, in a surprisingly good mood: "This house, it is estimated that there will be another day or two, and if it is painted with tung oil, it will be able to live in it." ”

Seeing Gao Zhan's eyes shining, Li Zhenshan joked again: "What's the matter, are you in a hurry?" This beam has not yet been put on, just ask someone to go up the beam tomorrow morning. ”

"Upper beam?" Gao Zhan asked in a stunned voice, "Isn't it morning for that Liang?" Why do you have to hire someone to go to the beam? ”

"I forgot that you are a baby from the city, and Shangliang is our rural custom, so it's no wonder that you don't know." Li Zhenshan took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes, and took a beautiful puff.

Gao Zhan also liked the customs of this mountain village, and squatted on the ground with Li Zhenshan, looking at the house in front of him, with a little excitement in his eyes.

Sometimes it's a blessing to have a loyal listener around you to tell your story.

In the mountain village, there is still a popular ancient custom of building a new house in Longyu City and wishing a big beam. This is especially true for large houses like this. When the basic structure of the newly built house is completed, the host family will choose an auspicious name to hold a ceremony for it. On the day of Shangliang, relatives and friends from near and far will be present with a bride price to express celebration and auspiciousness.

As soon as he heard these things, Gao Zhan was a little excited, and he had always had a desire to know about these ancient customs that had been handed down. I heard that Li Zhenshan said that there are also a lot of procedures for Shangliang, such as inviting the beam, taking care of the beam, pouring the beam, etc., and it also has to be offered to Luban, and the room will also hang some things to ward off evil spirits, and subdue demons......

Li Zhenshan said carefully, Gao Zhan listened carefully, and the surrounding villagers also looked at Li Zhenshan with some awe: those bad things in the village were said by Li Zhenshan's mouth, and somehow they added a little flavor, but they felt a little storytelling.

Gao Zhan then understood why his wooden house only had columns, and those beams were put aside when they were done, instead of being erected. Living in the city for a long time, the houses are all commercial houses, these ancient folk customs have long begun to be forgotten.

Seeing that this afternoon this wooden house is to nail the planks and open the windows on the wall. For the old carpenters in the village, it was a familiar way, the carved wooden windows were all freshly made, a few saws, a few planers, in their hands became a painting in the hands of the painter, and the wooden window flowers on the windows, in their hands, miraculously changed from a wooden plank to a work of art.

Today's work is basically coming to an end, and Gao Zhan has inherited the promising work of the morning: buckling stones, moving stones, and building roads.

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Don't say anything, everyone who has a ticket remember to smash it.

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