Song Xingwen ran to the side to make a phone call, looking very excited.

Chen Xing touched his chin with his right hand and said, "It seems that he really doesn't know, but the names of their families are very good, Song Xingwen, Song Shulan." ”

Hou Tong said: "There is a reason, but it is better not to ask in front of them." ”

There's a reason why you should tell me about it, otherwise it's better to say nothing than half-talked.

A few minutes later, Song Xingwen came over after making a phone call, and seemed to have calmed down. He first asked his sister about her performance in school, and Principal Zhang gave an ambiguous answer, but he didn't say whether Song Shulan's grades were good or not.

Then Song Xingwen asked Chen Xing how his sister was doing now.

Chen Xing recalled how he looked when he saw Song Shulan in the two days, and said with a smile: "It's good, she is a very optimistic girl." ”

"Then I'm relieved, she hasn't been exposed to social things since she was a child, and I'm still very worried when I hear her working outside today." Song Xingwen said, then he glanced at the wall painting that was about to be finished, and said, "Let's paint it tomorrow, I'll take you to my house first." ”

Zhang Guimei was worried about Song Shulan's affairs, while Chen Xing enjoyed the surrounding scenery all the way.

It doesn't look like a remote village at all, and the population of both ethnic groups combined, it can even be said to be a small town.

But just because you have a large population doesn't mean you're rich.

Aside from the meagre modern amenities in the surrounding area, this place is no different from hundreds of years ago.

Song Xingwen was telling them about his hometown all the way, such as how pure the river is, how many meters upstream there is a beautiful waterfall, every family can dance, and handicrafts are sold well outside.

Chen Xing said: "It's beautiful, you stayed in your hometown after graduation just to build it?" ”

"It's not about construction, I went to university in Yunyi, and I studied a lot of attractions in our Huaxia for a few years, but I really feel that many attractions are not as good as our village, so when I graduated last year, I was also trying to figure out how to promote this place and see if I could attract some tourists."

Hou Tong frowned and said, "You hit this idea?" You should come to me. ”

He is not a local person, and he came here to be the village chief precisely to let this backward place enter a well-off society.

In the past few years, he has promoted the handicraft works of Chunman Water Village in the surrounding area, and many families have benefited from this and added many household appliances to their homes.

Now there is a young man who comes home and wants to start tourism, and he doesn't even know it.

Do you still take him as a village cadre in your eyes?

"I'm sorry, Uncle Hou, I haven't thought of any good way, now I'm just helping to paint a little wall painting to make this place look more beautiful, if I find a way, I will definitely look for you first, you see."

He pointed into the distance.

Chen Xing saw that many houses had his works, but they were not the large-scale wall paintings that Song Xingwen had just painted, but some colorful decorations, which made the simple Dai family buildings a little gorgeous, and even more exotic that Chen Xing couldn't explain.

Well, it's a good place to shoot anyway.

Chen Xing has now discovered that the photographic talent he had previously rewarded has been strengthened, and the enhancement lies in his photographing of architecture.

In the past, I photographed food by myself, and the portraits were very good, but now the level of photographing buildings has skyrocketed, which can make it easy for people who see the photos to grasp the key points in the photos that Chen Xing wants them to see.

Chen Xing flipped through the few photos he had just taken, and said in his heart.

The system says that architecture is a book, and sure enough, architects wrote this book, and what Song Xingwen did was to add annotations to the book, so that readers like Chen Xing could better understand how to appreciate the beauty of the Dai people.

Who would say no to a beautiful house?

A few minutes later, Song Xingwen stopped in front of a bamboo house, and he didn't know where to find a key at the door.

"My mom is in the field and will be back soon." He said as he opened the door.

"I'm back!"

A woman who looked to be fifty years old rushed over with a strong dialect flavor, barefoot, with a cloth hat on her head, she came over to look at a few people, and without waiting for her son to speak, she said, "The teacher of Shulan School? ”

"Hello, I'm Song Shulan's teacher."

"My baby doesn't go to school and is old, and the family can't do without people."

Zhang Guimei waited for her to finish, sighed and shook her head and said, "But Song Shulan is only a teenager, you don't let her go to high school and take the college entrance examination, what do you let her do?" ”

She was also angry in her heart, she knew what kind of situation these two students were facing before she came here, but she prevented them from going to university, didn't this deny the lives of others for more than ten years?

Girls in the mountains have no way out, they don't study, they don't take the university exam, they can only marry early, and they will be trapped in the mountains all their lives, with no independent personality and no freedom.

She was very angry, angry at the students she taught with her life, and still couldn't escape such a fate.

So no matter how difficult the mountain road is, she has to come and take a look.

It's not that she wants to see students, she knows her students very well, and every one of them is regarded by her as a daughter, she just wants to come and see the parents.

"We can't do anything about it, I'm not in good health, sometimes I'm sick and need someone to take care of it, and the food grown at home also needs someone to take care of it......"

Song Xingwen interjected: "I can do all this, I said it a long time ago, right?" You also said that Shulan would continue to study and go to college, but why did you send him to work outside? ”

The mother ignored her son and beckoned a few people into the house.

"Come in first, are you both teachers at school?"

Her gaze stayed on Chen Xing for a while, as if she was thinking about why the teacher at school was so young, this boy looked more tender than her daughter, and she could also be a teacher?

Chen Xing shook his head and said, "I'm not, I'll just come over and take a look and take pictures." ”

"Whew, come in, come first."

The mother didn't see Teacher Zhang's displeasure at all, and took a few people into the house.

Chen Xing also finally saw the inside of the Dai house.

Go upstairs along the stairs outside the room, and as soon as you enter the house, there is a large living room in front of you, with a wooden sofa and pillows on it, and a very thick color TV opposite the sofa, which looks like it has been around for some years.

As for computers, air conditioners and whatnot, of course none of them are available.

I don't think so.

There are some kitchen utensils on the right, and there is a Buddha statue on one side against the wall, which is supposed to be gilded.

The house is separated by planks along the midline, and inside is supposed to be the bedroom.

Mom politely invited a few people to sit down, with a simple smile on her face, not at all like the villain Chen Xing imagined.

Song Xingwen sat down and stood up again, and said: "My sister has to go to the university, Mom, do you listen to me, she can be admitted, and there is a scholarship for tuition, you are very bad for her future." ”

Chen Xing sat without saying a word.

He's a spectator.

He felt sorry for Song Shulan's situation and understood Song Xingwen and Teacher Zhang's thoughts, but he still didn't understand why his mother, who seemed to be reasonable, would send her daughter, who was in her second year of high school and had the hope of going to college, to work.