Along the way, the mountains are verdant, and the bamboo sea rises and falls with the mountains, which seems to stretch endlessly. From time to time, there are tea fields or hidden in the meantime, a pastoral harmony and delicate atmosphere.

The farther you go into the mountains, the better the mood of the people in the car becomes.

Arrived at the entrance of the village smoothly. The group got out of the car.

The ancient camphor at the entrance of the village is dense. The babbling stream has wisteria climbing the bridge. Looking at the Maoshan Mountain behind, bamboo forests, tea gardens, and houses are all hidden in the clouds and mist.

Then walk slowly into the village.

The trees are old and the leaves are new, and the wells are old and the water is clear. In addition to the main road, some of the small roads in the village are still quiet, with old trees and rubble, scattered, and there is a sense of vicissitudes of life without dispute.

And the arrival of spring has added a layer of the most natural color to this small village. Under the black tiles in the gray wall, drying clothes and cooking are full of the breath of life, just like the old and new time and space are intertwined.

"What a great place!" The little uncle couldn't help but sigh again and again.

Father Buli smiled and said, "This trip, even if it's a tour, it's not a loss." ”

"The old accountant after all." The aunt made fun of Buli's father.

Brie's mother smiled slightly. It can be seen that she is obviously in a good mood.

It is the April day on earth. In the small village, wisteria flowers bloom one after another, blooming on the avenue, in the farmhouse, on the side of the road, and the most charming is the wild wisteria that blooms all over the stream.

Flowers bloom into a sea! The splendid wisteria flowers stand delicately on the branches, or on the side or on the back or down, like a beauty dressing up near the water, which is intoxicating, and also ignites this coastal village in this spring.

Standing next to these wisteria flowers, the tiny flower grains are like springs, condensed into a gorgeous brocade like purple glow. When you look at it from afar, it is another scene full of purple and glamour.

Each tree is full of flowers, dreamy and beautiful, and gradually charming to the eye.

There was a light breeze blowing, and wisteria flowers were falling in a row.

Feel the heartbeat of falling heroes.

The aroma is overflowing. The air is full of the tenderness of Jiangnan and the smell of early summer. The fragrance of flowers is intertwined in the smoke and rain of the south of the Yangtze River, and there is always a fragrance that can make you drunk.

The seasons in the small mountain villages are also clearer and more vivid.

Coupled with a hint of drizzle and spring breeze, it doesn't wet clothes, but it makes people's mood very comfortable.

"Really good. We've got it right by mistake. The little uncle said happily.

The aunt glanced at him and sneered: "What do you mean by mistake? We're here for something special, can you figure it out? ”

The little uncle smiled. Bli's mother and Bli's father couldn't help but laugh out loud at this time.

Keep going and enjoy it slowly.

After a long walk, in the depths where the wisteria flowers bloomed most densely, there was a quaint wooden signboard, which read: "Courtesy and Festival Homestay" six handwritten red characters, and an arrow indicating the direction.

"Courteous and courteous-----?" Buli's father felt a little strange, the mountains here are high and the emperor is far away, and he didn't think that there would be a homestay? Moreover, looking at the name on this signboard-----, does it have anything to do with that Xiao Wang?

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Zhou Ping, who was walking at the back.

In fact, not only Buli's father, but everyone else couldn't help but stop when they saw this signboard that looked new, and then looked at Zhou Ping together.

Seeing everyone's inquiring eyes, Zhou Ping smiled and said, "Don't look at me." When I came here last year, there weren't any B&Bs here. ”

He looked around at the terrain and said, "Something seems wrong, shouldn't this be their village school in the past?" How did it become a homestay? ”

The aunt smiled and said, "What's right, let's walk over and see, won't we?" ”