Maybe this is the fate of the pear pear!

The little one stood up.

"Please be sure to let Riri go~!"

The lantern teacher was also amused.

In fact, she is only a woman in her thirties, and she was a little estranged just now, so after chatting like this, she got too close.

However, Guan Zhinan was still thinking about the process and looked up at Zhang Fengtian.

"Director, is the process still enough?"

After all, there were some delays this morning, and now after making the lanterns and eating, when will it be, and then the next thing is to learn their special musical instruments and dances here, and this place is at night, although it is dark late, but it is at seven or eight o'clock at most, and a little later, the lighting equipment in the village is not good, and it can't support them to do any activities, and the villagers have to sleep at this time, and they basically coincide with the time of the villagers here.

"It's okay, our program team will negotiate."

Zhang Fengtian nodded.

Looking at the weird things and weirdos discussed on the barrage, there are all kinds of unexpected reversals.

I think it is also a good choice to visit the small temple in the south of the village temporarily.

Since listening to paraphrases is already so interesting, it is definitely more attractive to listen to real people.

"Okay!"

When this paragraph comes to an end for the time being, everyone should eat and discuss.

The lantern teacher didn't leave, sat down with the program team to discuss the afternoon itinerary, and finally decided to take a break first, and temporarily moved the study and visit of the dance instrument to tomorrow morning, and the mask making was still in the afternoon.

So soon after, a group of people set out towards the small ruined temple at the south end of the village.

It took about half an hour to walk.

Only then did he completely walk out of the residential area of Shuijin Village, and saw the words of the Bodhisattva Temple hanging in front of the door from a distance.

This is indeed a small ruined temple.

The area is not half the size of the house next to it, but compared to the wall next to it, which is made of irregular stones and wood, it is probably always being renovated, so it is more particular about this aspect.

The green bricks are used, and the black bricks are still a little cracked, and the shady place is damp and mossy.

Eventually, traces of moss trickle down to the place where it meets the sunlight and disappear completely.

Looking at the style and the degree of dilapidation, it should be a bit gloomy.

But I don't know if it's the moss around or the flowers and plants next to it, but it just makes this place have a bit of a gentle temperament.

The lantern teacher didn't stay too long, stepped forward and tapped on the door, and shouted something inside in the dialect of Shuijin Village.

There was a quick response from inside.

That kind of smile and slow response.

Don't be in a hurry.

Teacher Hua Lantern muttered two more words of hometown dialect amusedly before turning his head to explain to everyone.

"I asked my uncle to open the door, and he said that I disturbed his nap, and I still don't know him, so he won't take a nap!"

This conversation made several people couldn't help but smile.

Soon the door was pushed open, and a little old man in a T-shirt and big pants came out.

The little old man smiled, muttered two sentences, the kind of slow words, and then turned his head and looked at the program team.

"Oh, you're here to shoot a show in our village, aren't you?"

He laughed.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Guan Zhinan responded again and again.

"We said hello here before, saying that we had obtained the consent of the villagers during our time here, and basically everything within the scope of the program could be filmed.

"The young man speaks confidently, quite a good young man, don't be defeated by other people's words."

The little old man smiled and shook his head, and opened the door completely.

"Come on, come on, come in, I don't have anything to visit, just me, the old man and the Bodhisattva here."

His words just now made Guan Zhinan stunned.

I suddenly remembered that when chatting between the guests yesterday afternoon, he listened to what Xiao Libao said to him, and also asked him to be generous, it will be successful in the future, don't take these people's words to heart or something.

At that time, he didn't feel anything, and he always felt that it was the comfort of children.

But now, hearing this sentence again, coupled with the events of the morning, made him look at his hand a little suspiciously, and then turned his head to look at Xiao Libao.

The little one ran at the front and quickly crossed the threshold.

It was as if he raised his little head and glanced at this grandfather.

The other party was also stunned for a moment when he saw Xiao Libao, and then laughed.

He didn't have time to say anything, and the program team behind him followed into the door.

The camera was set up, and he looked at the Bodhisattva next to him.

After a brief introduction, I started chatting with the old man.

This one has indeed traveled from south to north.

There are a lot of bachelors.

This is a lot of age, and he doesn't look old at all, but he is the kind of literati and ink writers.

It's like a layman in seclusion.

He has some understanding and cognition of the customs and customs of various places.

Talking and talking, telling these stories, these folk customs, the voice is not slow, and the pronunciation is still a little non-standard, but it does not prevent the story from sounding good.

Not only did the audience in the live broadcast boil, but even Zhang Fengtian himself was boiling, and asked the old man surnamed Liang with a lot of questions.

There is a big meaning of seeing each other and hating each other.

Old Man Liang didn't instigate, he should talk about it, he should listen to it.

The smiling one seems to have no temper, and he is especially cooperative.

"Okay, after all that, the water in my kitchen is going to be boiled, you are here to let this girl of my family continue to tell you, old man, I'm going to make some tea."

"Yes, yes, this is my uncle's own tea leaves, which taste very good, different from the tea outside."

"I'm here to help! Grandfather. ”

Roland has already stood up, in addition to her admiration and belief in Xiao Libao now, she also trusts Old Man Liang very much during this period of contact.

"No need, no need, my old bones, it's still useful, hahaha, but that little girl can come over and watch the excitement with me, and this tea, I know how to make it, she may know this tea."

Xiao Libao ran to Grandpa Liang, and decisively handed over his brother to the program team to take care of, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell the director to treat her brother well.

In the end, I curiously followed Grandpa Liang into the back kitchen.

The space in the back kitchen is so small that the camera is shooting outside.

"Look at it, do you know this tea?"

Grandpa Liang took out a bag of tea leaves from his cabinet and showed it to Xiao Libao.