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When Qing Ye and his group returned to the village, they found that the teachers had brought several large plastic preservation foam boxes from nowhere, and they were busy doing something in the open space of the village.When the students were called together, the answer to the mystery was finally revealed. It turned out that the teachers had quietly prepared some fresh ingredients as rewards for the students who had been busy all day. Another important point was to invite the villagers to enjoy a meal Feast.

The students were elated, and the joy of the villagers was no less than that of the students. It happened that there was no wind or snow tonight, and the old people moved their wooden tables to the open space with joy like children, forming a long big table.The old women were busy carrying out their own stoves, and lit several clusters of bonfires around the open space, for fear of freezing the children.

Although the teachers repeatedly stopped them, the villagers still killed two chickens, saying that they must cook chicken soup for the children to warm their bodies.

The girls are responsible for washing and chopping vegetables, while the boys are responsible for chopping firewood, starting fires, and cooking for those who know how to cook.

Qing Ye followed Bai Lizhan into a family's earthen stove, watched Bai Li Zhan wash the pot, and prepared various seasonings, ginger, onion and garlic. Qing Ye knew nothing about cooking, so he had to be responsible for starting the fire.

It was the first time that Qing Ye came into contact with such things as matches, which aroused his infinite curiosity. He first picked up one, wiped it, and it didn't light up. rise.Qingye took a closer look, the flame looked soft in the dim light, it didn't look hot at all, the fat body swayed gently, the flame center was a touch of blue, it looked like some naughty elf in the middle of the night, Before Qingye could see enough, the flame disappeared and turned into a wisp of white smoke floating into the air, and at the same time exuded a strange and alluring aroma, which should be the smell of sulfur dioxide and other chemical mixture gases, but Qingye felt unexpectedly nice smell.Shua lit another one, played with nearly half a box of matches happily, and was knocked on the head by Baili Zhan before rushing to start a fire.

Qingye picked up a small bundle of grain and grass in a dignified manner, lit a small match, then stuffed it into the mouth of the earthen stove, threw in another dry firewood, another bundle of grain and grass, and another firewood, but When the grain and grass were all burned, the firewood hadn't started yet, so Qing Ye stuffed another pile of grain and grass, and the fire was so fierce that it burned Baili Zhan's ginger and garlic.

"Burn firewood, don't burn grain and grass." Baili Zhan said helplessly.

"Oh." But it couldn't burn, so the distressed Qingye had to lie down, take a deep breath as he had seen on TV, and then blew violently into the stove, the firewood finally ignited scarlet, but Qingye Unexpectedly, he was attacked by a burst of black smoke, which made his eyes red, and he lay on the ground and coughed violently, "cough, cough, cough..."

Baili Zhan wanted to laugh but tried to hold back, his thin lips squeezed out a deep arc.

In the end, a male classmate who had obviously lived in the countryside took over Qing Ye's job.

Qingye ran to Baili Zhan's side again when he was free, and handed him seasonings while watching him cooking. Although Baili Zhan didn't need his help at all, Qingye insisted on helping, and took out his mobile phone to answer Baili Zhan's attention. Li Zhan took "candid shots" in all directions without dead ends.

The students brought out fried dishes from the villagers' homes one after another. The efficiency of multiple people working at the same time was high, and soon the long table was filled with dozens of dishes.

The old people gathered in the open space to talk and laugh happily, the students were busy shuttling among them, the teachers were in charge of distributing disposable bowls and chopsticks to everyone, and the children in the mountains happily ran around the table with small bowls in their hands. It was so lively that it was like a big village feast in some kind of major festival, and it was almost like setting off firecrackers.The teachers were also attentive, and even took out a small speaker and started playing songs, all of which were folk songs and folk songs that the villagers had downloaded in advance and could understand.

"Everyone who comes here is a guest. You are invited to taste the clear taste of the mountains. Don't think the mountain roads are steep and winding. The tranquility in the deep mountains is hard to find. Friends, let's have a drink tonight~~~"

The raging bonfire lit up the smiles on the faces of the old people. The children jumped up and down curiously and excitedly around the stereo. An old man surnamed Li in the village was so excited that he moved out the fruit wine he had collected at home.

The teachers rushed forward to stop them, but were dissuaded by other villagers, saying that Uncle Li always kept this fruit wine in his daily life and only drank it when his sons came back. It was rare that Uncle Li was so generous today, and they wanted to try it too.

The teachers couldn't bear to spoil the interest of the old people, so they only confessed that they must not let the students drink. The old people agreed one after another, and enthusiastically poured a glass for each of the teachers.

The strong aroma of wine wafts in the air, intertwined with enthusiastic and loud folk songs, and the warm bonfire reflects the open space.Most of the students in the city experienced this kind of situation for the first time. Their young faces were filled with freshness and surprises, and they all chatted with the old people enthusiastically, having a good time.

Qingye stared at them while eating, his peach blossom eyes glowed black in the warm firelight, Baili Zhan took a few more glances, and found that because he was frying all vegetarian dishes, Qingye ate too much A few mouthfuls.

After drinking for three rounds and enjoying the delicious meal, the old people were still in high spirits. Several old ladies cleared their throats and started humming a ditty.Although the students could not understand, they were also attracted by the graceful and serene voices of the grandmas, and applauded one after another.The other old people were not to be outdone. An old man in a thick long coat took out an old erhu from home, sat on a small stool by the campfire and pulled it up. Affected by the old man's mood, it sounded particularly melodious.

After a while, the teachers encouraged the students to perform some performances. The students were a little shy at first, but then two bold and confident boys went to the open space to perform a section of [-]th-rate hip-hop, and the old people also enjoyed it. .Then two more female students stepped forward and sang a pop song softly.

Qing Ye watched enthusiastically from the side, and couldn't help but pat Baili Zhan on the shoulder, "Zhan, shall we also go up and perform a performance?"

"What to perform?" Does Qing Ye have any hidden talents?Baili Zhan thought to himself.

"Fighting." Qing Ye looked excited, "Isn't this what we are best at, look how happy they are smiling, let's go."

Qingye was about to get up as he said that, but was dragged down by Bailizhan, who would never let him perform any fight.

The continuous mountain peaks are quiet and boundless, and the wandering Baiyun tourists stop on the mountainside to take a rest. On the quiet sky, the moon squints slightly, looking down quietly. This place deep in the mountain is a lively place.

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After all, in the deep mountains, the temperature drops sharply at night, and the elderly and children have an early work and rest time, so the bustle has to end after 10 o'clock.The students and the elderly worked together, and the children also came to help, and the open space was cleaned up in less than half an hour.Several old women shouted that the chicken soup was ready, and the students must drink a bowl of thick hot soup before going to bed.

Holding the steaming chicken soup in his hands, Qing Ye drank it in two or three gulps, and the taste was really delicious.He quietly ran to the stove to see that there was still chicken soup, and an old lady next to him obviously saw what he was thinking, and gave him another big spoonful. Handed it out.The old grandma liked the boy's handsome appearance very much, and gave him a bowl full, and even dragged him a chicken drumstick. Qingye happily took it, with a silly smile on his face.

After drinking the chicken soup, the students were instructed by the teacher to gather in the open space and distribute sleeping bags.The students will be assigned to rest in the homes of some villagers. Due to the poverty of the village, there are not many houses with heated kangs, so four or five students are almost squeezed into one family.

Qing Ye was lucky enough to be assigned to Grandfather Kang's house, which is considered a big family in the village, together with Baili Zhan and three other male classmates.Baili Zhan left the head of the kang to the old man, and slept until the end of the kang by himself. Qingye didn't understand anything, only knew to follow Baili Zhan, but was woken up in the middle of the night by freezing before he was asleep.

Baili Zhan slept on the innermost side with his face facing the wall, and Qing Ye was wrapped in a sleeping bag and wriggled like a caterpillar, sticking to Baili Zhan's back, trying to get warmth from him.Baili Zhan slept lightly, Qingye almost woke up as soon as he got in, frowned and warned him in a low voice, "Don't squeeze over."

"Cold," Qingye said, "his hands and feet are as cold as ice." Then, as if he had a "fair and just" reason, he continued to squeeze over arrogantly.

The two confronted each other in the dark for a long time, and finally Baili Zhan was defeated, got up and went down to the kang to find something.Kiyono also half stood up to look at him.Baili Zhan took his backpack to the kang and illuminated it with the faint light of the mobile phone screen. Fortunately, he also left some warm gloves.He took out a bag of baby warmers, tore open a small bag, put it into a fleece glove, and asked Qing Ye to put it in the innermost part of the sleeping bag and put it under his feet to keep warm.

"Why not stick it directly on the socks?" Kiyono asked in a low voice.

"That would be too hot." Baili Zhan said, wrapping the warm baby in gloves back and forth and stuffing five or six into the Qingye sleeping bag.

Qingye was finally satisfied and stopped shouting about the cold, Baili Zhan packed his backpack and got into the sleeping bag again, but as soon as he lay down, Qingye leaned against his back again.

"Don't squeeze." Baili Zhan said again in a low voice, but it was useless. Qingye was willful and stubborn, squeezing his nose almost against the wall.

"Squeezing again makes me angry." Baili Zhan had no choice but to use deterrent methods instead.

As expected, Kiyono did not move, but he did not retreat, and remained extremely close.Baili Zhan sighed helplessly, while guarding against Qingye, he fell asleep unconsciously.

The deep night sky fell into a water-like silence, even the moon disappeared, the weary sparks flickered faintly, and the white clouds began to drift again.

Kiyono opened his eyes in the darkness, and listened to the voices in the darkness. Two or three boys snored a lot because they had exhausted too much energy today.Listen carefully, Baili Zhan's breathing is long and slowly rising and falling, and he is fast asleep.Qingye squirmed quietly, and slowly lay on Baili Zhan's back. Seeing that he didn't respond, Qingye inserted his head into his neck again, sniffed lightly, then curled the corners of his mouth, showing a triumphant smile .

The author has something to say: welcome to continue watching at 10 o'clock tomorrow night - "The Great Ending of the Love Story in the Mountains"