crush again

Huo Qingsheng's treasured sword is still young, and he defeated the enemy with one move, and successfully turned him into a housekeeping robot that followed behind - the kind of stupid thing that pointed east and never hit west, bumped into the corner of the table, retreated and bumped again .

The young man followed behind him eagerly, saying what he was doing, only revealing his true nature when he was sleeping with his arms around him at night.Don't let go, as long as Huo Yang lies down, Huo Yang will never get up because of something, and he will be pushed back when he turns over.

Under such harsh conditions, Huo Yang could still fall asleep, and it seemed that he had a long dream.

In the dream, his family was ruined overnight, and he was displaced.When he woke up from the dream, he also knew that his original parents had long since disappeared, and now he also has no parents, so he got up and continued to be busy with his life.But when he dreamed again in the dream, he always dreamed of peace and joy, and the family reunion.

So in the dream, after waking up, he always had to struggle a lot before he could teach himself to recognize the reality.

After such a big change happened, he didn't get depressed back then.Depression is a way to vent your grievances. When no one tolerates your grievances, you can only get up.

He still went to the teaching support project.Living in the mountains of Sichuan, I stand by the stream every morning, brush my teeth, walk more than a dozen miles of mountain roads, clean the yellow light bulbs on the ceiling, stir instant noodles in an enamel jar with a group of equally unkempt friends, and crack an egg.There were quite a few felt earthquakes here, but the amplitude was not large. At first they panicked and panicked, and their first reaction was to evacuate the students, but then they got used to it.

In the next few years, Huo Yang went to Shaanxi, Xinjiang, Tibet, and Guizhou.The cost of going abroad is too high, and his parents left him a lot of money, but one day he will have to sit and eat, and he can only be his own financial pillar. In just two or three years, under the urging of the whiplash of life, He grew up reborn.

After graduating, with his degree in his pocket, after careful consideration, he decided to take the broad road. The degree from University A gave him some convenience. After a few painless encounters, Huo Yang found a job in a foreign-funded bank. Car, this road is safe and secure, he just stepped into the threshold of the workplace, it seems that he saw his future in the distance.

Fall in love, get married, have children.

Promotion, salary increase, further study.

Buying a house, changing a car, repaying a loan...

After working in the bank for two years, Huo Yang resigned and put on his backpack without hesitation.

He began to write travel notes, learn photography, and work around.He joined various volunteer organizations, learned foreign languages, and submitted resumes to various clubs.This is a road full of variables, erratic, and sometimes dangerous. He was once stolen by a pickpocket in a stinking green leather car, cheated out of thousands of savings by a vicious shopkeeper, and stayed in the middle of the night like a drunk Wandering on the road, hungry and cold, want to cry but no tears.

After finally picking up a coin, he tremblingly waited for the dawn to go to the early stall to buy a steamed bun.

He has also been on the high seas.A luxury cruise ship sails from Shanghai to India, and then from Greece to the Strait of Gibraltar, and he does odd jobs on it.When the night comes, the deck is full of singing and dancing, drinking and drinking, the swimming pool lights are sparkling, and the restaurant is covered with dazzling mosaics.

Above and below the deck, there are completely two worlds.However, these two worlds occasionally intersect: one day when he was serving a table of guests, he just bent down when someone pinched the inner thigh.

He didn't even pause, and still kept smiling. After serving the food, he turned and left.The drunk guest chased him all the way to the bathroom, asking Huo Yang to get off the boat with him.Huo Yang politely refused at first, but on the second day, the customer who turned into a rage went to the manager's office, insisting that Huo Yang seduced his wife, and made a fuss for two or three days.

When the boat arrived in England, Huo Yang and the fat-headed fish got off the boat in London, tricked people out at night, beat them wildly, and then walked away.

But within two days he was arrested by the police.His passport was confiscated, he spent a month in the dirtiest and messiest police station in London, and was deported as a stowaway, penniless.

At the most embarrassing time, he wrote down this unlucky experience with bitterness and joy, and posted it on Weibo and several Qyer websites, which attracted a lot of attention.

His tepid blog with nearly a hundred travel notes and photographs became popular all over the Internet overnight.Lectures, endorsements, draft assignments, advertisements, and Taobao stores looking for him to divert traffic... After being poor for these years, Huo Yang was almost dazzled by money.

In the end, the leader of a certain Qiongyou website quietly signed him.The website has recently launched a module for poor travel route planning. It plans to find a few big V bloggers to do business promotion. The contract Huo Yang got is two years. He can travel for a fee. There are special photographers and The tour guide follows him, and the website will look at the traffic before deciding whether to renew.

After being down and out for so many years, Huo Yang finally embarked on an uphill road.

The two-year contract expires soon, and Huo Yang and the gang of internet celebrities became buddies when they were traveling around.Hearing that he doesn't plan to renew the contract, Internet celebrities have come up with a bunch of "farewell ceremonies for the remains", such as carrying a bag of soil, sprinkled down from the Norwegian fjords, with the words "Huo Yang's ashes", It made him dumbfounded.

In the last line before the contract expired, Huo Yang chose Xishuangbanna.He first lived in the original ethnic village of the Jinuo people for a month, and quickly learned the local language, and then went to the Open Tourism Village as a volunteer to entertain tourists.

The ticket for going up the mountain is about 100 yuan. Every group of tourists must have a special guide who can speak Chinese. After taking them up the mountain, they will serve tea in several local open homes.Huo Yang helped a family obtain the qualification to be an open family. First, he worked with them to widen, strengthen and clean the bamboo building of their ancestral home, and then began to bring tourists up the mountain.

He has white wide trousers and a white cloth coat with sun and moon delicately patterned on it. This suit was made for him by the most skilled weaver in the cottage.Sitting in the spacious and cool main room on the first floor, the tourists all felt that this young man in traditional Jino costumes, but still sipped Beijing movies, was a novelty. He listened to him lively explaining the knowledge of Pu’er tea, and he listened more than ordinary explainers. concentrate.

"...Since the owner of this house opened the family to everyone, you are allowed to visit here at will. But you can't go up to the second floor." Huo Yang pointed to the stairs, "There is a bedroom on the second floor, and the Jinuo people believe that the soul of a person is in the bedroom. Rest, if outsiders see it, you will stay in this house for the rest of your life."

"I see that many male compatriots here wear glasses," Huo Yang laughed. Once you get to the second floor, you are going to marry Aunt Yuna."

He emphasized the word "marry" meaningfully, which drew titters.

At this time, the young men in the family began to sit on the table shyly. An old driver asked him, "Are you married?" To Huo Yang.Huo Yang waved his hand, signaling him not to worry about it, then put the loudspeaker to his mouth, and joked, "Someone is asking about the dowry."

Now the snickering turned into laughter, and the old drivers shouted things like "If you are a man, you go to the second floor".The boys couldn't understand anything, and they didn't know how dirty these civilized people were, so they just kept making tea and adding more tea.

There are more than a dozen tables and stools in the main room, the front and rear doors are wide open, and the gentle draft brings the refreshing coolness of the grass and trees in the mountains.Huo Yang leaned on a wooden pillar to drink tea, and when he looked around casually, he saw a table, chairs and benches next to the pillar.

There sat three men and one woman.The woman's make-up is exquisite, and anyone would pay more attention to it; the two men are dressed in ordinary clothes, but their aura is reserved but extraordinary.But Huo Yang's focus was not on them, but on the young man with his back turned sideways.

The man was wearing a simple dark black hooded sweatshirt with gold thread embroidery on the chest, matching the bright copper-colored sunglasses on the nose bone. He didn't even have a wallet at hand, only leaning on a long-handled umbrella that was also pure black .

He lowered his head, sipping hot tea slowly and peacefully, turning a deaf ear to the noise around him.The posture is very leisurely, but inexplicably gives people a sense of "sitting upright".

When Huo Yang called everyone to go down the mountain, the people at that table didn't move. They didn't get up until the young man put down the teacup, and they followed at the back of the team without any haste.

The road down the mountain was woven with peeled bamboo strips, and a platform was built on the steep and slippery grassy, ​​woody and stone stream below. It was a bit thrilling to step on, but everyone soon found that the bamboo road was very strong.There is a fruit stand set up by the Jinuo people on the side of the road. They put the washed and peeled fruit pieces into small plastic bowls and give them away one by one.

Short and sweet cannas, exaggeratedly huge green mangoes, creamy durians, and watermelon, citrus, jackfruit... Huo Yang told everyone that they can eat with their stomachs open, and they can press down on the barbecue that they ate while watching the show. greasy.

Going to the bottom, there is also local brewed corn wine in bamboo tubes.However, the corn wine given to tourists was mixed with water, and the original brew was extremely strong. When the torch festival closed the mountain, the corn wine Huo Yang drank here kept him awake all day.

On both sides of the bamboo road are towering giant trees with luxuriant branches and leaves, opening up a large piece of golden light and fine shade.Huo Yang stood at the bottom, staring at the tourists who were eating and drinking by the fruit stand, and stared at the few people on the top.

The man didn't seem interested in eating and drinking, and he only drank two and a half cups of Pu'er tea on the mountain.But Grandma kept greeting him warmly, so he thanked him, took a small bowl of corn wine, and drank it with his head up.

The man turned his head and said something to the people next to him. The two men and one woman also took the corn wine just now and drank it separately.

When going down the mountain, he turned sideways and nodded politely to Grandma.

After Huo Yang watched the pedestrians go to the parking lot, he took out his cigarette case and greeted the tour guide of this group of tourists with a smile on his face, "Guide Luo, thank you for your hard work."

Tour guide Luo is a Han-Dai man who is big and thick. He took the flue and thanked him. With this group of people, where did they come from?"

"There are many from Jiangsu," Tour Guide Luo thought for a while, "There is also one from Liaoning, and three from Shanghai."

"Where are those?" Huo Yang pointed to the four people, "They seem to be a bit disobedient."

Tour guide Luo waved his hand, "No, these are individual tourists. Look, they didn't get on the bus, they got on the RV. I watched them come in the RV..."

"Oh." Huo Yang stared at the silver-white RV that looked like a starship in outer space and drove away.

In the afternoon of the same day, he posted the travel notes he had compiled these days on the Qieryou website and Weibo, and at the end of the article, he specifically pointed out his next destination: he was going to stay in the Dai Nationality Village for a few days, and interviewed the local banks. Products old craftsmen.

Among the Dai natural villages open to tourists in Jinghong City, Huo Yang chose the one farthest away from the road. There are more than 30 families in the village, and only one is an open family.As soon as he went to the village, he did not move his nest for two weeks.

The old craftsman did not understand Chinese and had a heavy accent. The two communicated entirely through translation, so they reached a consensus: eat, drink, and focus on silverware.

Two weeks later, the hostess of the open family where Huo Yang was staying said that there would be a few individual guests coming here tomorrow.Holding the glutinous rice ball, he quietly pricked up his ears.

The next day, the silver-white RV arrived and stopped at the newly repaired gate of the ethnic village.