Zero-sum game

Fresh bamboo shoots are cut from the side to remove all the outer skins, leaving only a small half of the edible part.Then cut off the old part of the root with a knife, and the unique fragrance of bamboo shoots rushes into the nose.

Then wash it and cut it into slices.This kind of fresh tender bamboo shoots does not need to be cut too thin, and it will not feel old when eaten in general thickness.Boil the water in the pot, first put the bamboo shoots in and blanch them to remove the astringency, and be careful not to blanch them for too long.After scalding, take it out and cool it with cold water to maintain the unique crisp taste of wild bamboo shoots.

Boil the water on the bottom of the pot on high heat, add garlic and millet pepper to the hot oil, then put the hot bamboo shoots in and stir-fry, add salt after a few times of frying, no need to add MSG and soy sauce, and it will be out of the pot soon.

It was dark when the dishes were served, so Shen Yan turned on the lights under the eaves.From a distance, I could see Village Chief Zhao's house below the hillside, and the outdoor photography lights illuminated it like daytime.Many people are still busy, presumably the filming is still going on.

The weather was getting hotter, and there were more flying insects at night. A moth fluttered in front of his eyes. He hid for a while, but his eyes felt uncomfortable as if they had dust in them, so he lowered his head and rubbed them for a while.

Shen Yan lives alone in an empty house in the village primary school. This place is on the top of the hillside, and there are no people around, so the night is always too quiet, except for the clash of cups and bowls, there is no other sound.A meal for one person only needs one dish, and the amount should not be too much, because there is no refrigerator, so it has to be eaten in one meal.

There are no recreational activities in the mountains, so he usually takes a shower early and lies on the bed.The roof has been repaired due to water seepage, and the newly painted wall paint has a color difference from the original old wall and is uneven.The newly painted part of the outline is a bit like a person's profile.

I could vaguely hear dogs barking from below the hillside, and there seemed to be some new visitors on the roof, with some rustling sounds.

Shen Yan reached out and turned off the light.

The place the program team found was a dilapidated house that no one lived in for more than ten years, and there was no place to set foot. Tomorrow they would start repairing the house, and they heard that they would also make furniture by themselves.Tonight, he had to stay at the village chief's house first, Zhou Xingchuan had to share a room with the other two to sleep.

"This is the serious countryside, very similar to the place where I lived when I was a child." When the staff set up fixed-point cameras, Ding Yiqiang walked over to talk to Zhou Xingchuan, smoked a cigarette and asked him whether to smoke.

Zhou Xingchuan waved his hand to refuse, and said, "I heard that brother Yiqiang, you are also from Changzhou?"

"Well, a child from the mountains."

Ding Yiqiang is almost 50 years old this year. When he was young, he was always playing tricks, and he didn't have a serious role until he was [-].Unlike Zhou Xingchuan, who came from a professional background and had a bright career, he didn't even study much. In his early years, he made a living by acting as a corpse, so he gradually developed into an acting school, and now he is also one of the industry's leading figures.

"Before the age of 20, the mud on your legs was never cleaned. You young people are so lucky." Ding Yiqiang sighed while smoking.

As if aware of the conversation here, the camera lens of the accompanying camera turned around again.

Zhou Xingchuan had to bite the bullet and answer, "So we have to learn more from seniors like Brother Yiqiang."

Seeing a camera filming, Song Tongtong on the side came over to interject, holding a small spray bottle in his hand, "Brother Yiqiang, do you want anti-mosquito spray? There are so many mosquitoes, my legs are covered with bumps."

Song Tongtong spoke with a coquettish atmosphere, which was very effective for a man of Ding Yiqiang's age, so he said with a smile: "Come on, come on, there are a lot of mosquitoes at night."

Song Tongtong sprayed him a few times, then took Zhou Xingchuan's hand and sprayed him a few times in a very natural way, "Brother Xiaochuan also sprayed some."

"...Thank you." Zhou Xingchuan withdrew his hand, a little uncomfortable with this address and behavior.

Zhou Xingchuan didn't pay much attention to this little episode. After a while, he went to pick up things from the nanny's car, and Mo Rui hurriedly took the opportunity to send him a message.

"Song Tongtong be more active when interacting with you, I think they want to fire CP." Mo Rui whispered.

Foxes who have been around for thousands of years don't need to pretend to be white lotuses. With just one movement, Mo Rui knew what Song Tongtong meant.

"It's just a show about farming, why are CP still fired?" Zhou Xingchuan was also speechless.

After the youth drama "That Summer" became popular, there have been many CP fans of the second male lead and the female lead.It's okay to be addicted to the character cp, but also addicted to him and the real heroine. Whatever he posts on Weibo, people will think of the heroine, which is very annoying.

"Otherwise, you two don't have much to talk about, but don't be too active, lest someone will stare at you and send you a black draft." Mo Rui thought for a while and said, "Be active in your work tomorrow."

"I know, I know." Zhou Xingchuan became impatient again.

I can't say why, but Xiaohe Village is a place where the air is fresh and quiet, logically speaking, it is a place that makes people feel relaxed.But since he arrived here during the day, he hasn't calmed down for a moment, always feeling inexplicably restless.

By the time the cameras were set up, it was completely dark, and there were no lights in the mountains, and the strong colors of the night were all in the distance.I could only vaguely see some lights in the places where there were houses around, and looked up to a place a little farther away on the mountain, but there was a little warm yellow solitary light, which was not very bright.

Zhou Xingchuan lowered his head and found that the child of Village Chief Zhao's family who was staying overnight was staring at him blankly, so he asked, "Little friend, where is the place with the light on?"

Zhao Xiaozao didn't expect that this celebrity uncle who looked like a stranger would talk to him, so he looked along where his finger was.

"That's the school! Teacher Shen lives there!"

"That's it."

Zhou Xingchuan looked up at the light again.

The next day was the day to go to school. It was already daylight when Zhao Xiaozao was woken up by his father, and he reluctantly crawled out of bed to dress himself.His father made sarcastic remarks while having breakfast, "During it for a while, why not go to school after lunch, and see if Mr. Shen will let you into the classroom."

Zhao Xiaozao pursed his lips, thinking that Mr. Shen was not so fierce, and would definitely let him in.

He also heard his father chatting with his grandfather, saying: "These are the big stars in the city. If they insist on going to the mountains to do farm work, they are full of food."

His grandfather said: "You don't care so much, go to the field after dinner, there must be voles making trouble in the field these days."

After hurriedly washing his face and sitting down to eat breakfast, Zhao Xiaozao lost his temper when he saw the dishes, "I want fried pork with bamboo shoots!"

"What's the trouble?" His mother came over and patted him on the head. "You can eat whatever you want. The bamboo shoots Mr. Shen gave you yesterday were fried by those urbanites."

"Why! Teacher Shen gave it to me!" Zhao Xiaozao was aggrieved.

"There are so many in the mountains, ask your dad to dig them out for you later." His mother also sat down to eat, and tapped his hand with chopsticks, "There's a lot of shit, eat quickly!"

Shen Yan planned to avoid Zhou Xingchuan.

He didn't go to see Zhou Xingchuan on purpose, and Zhou Xingchuan didn't see him yesterday, so it shouldn't count as meeting him, right?

While thinking this over and over in his heart, he stood at the school gate and watched the students go to school.It's almost time to come one after another, and every student will greet him when they pass by him.

Zhao Xiaozao, the one who lived closest, always came late every time, in a panic, and didn't even zip up his schoolbag properly.

"Mr. Shen, good morning!" Zhao Xiaozao said loudly.

Shen Yan nodded.

Walking behind him was a little girl with two shofar braids, wearing out-of-size clothes that had apparently been collected from someone else.The clothes and schoolbag are old, but they are very neat, but the pair of rubber shoes on the feet are covered with mud and have broken holes.

The little girl's parents divorced, and she left the child in her hometown to live with her grandfather.Because I live far away, I often come late.

Shen Yan saw that her lips were turning pale, so he knelt down and asked, "Has Xiaoya had breakfast today?"

Xiaoya nodded and said, "I ate the sweet potatoes that grandpa steamed for me."

Then why do you look so bad?

Shen Yan looked down, only to find that the shoes on Xiaoya's feet were soaked in muddy water because they were torn.In the morning of this season, and there is no sun, it is estimated that the child's feet are freezing.

Noticing Shen Yan's gaze, Xiaoya shrank back uncomfortably.Although they all live in the mountains, there are also those with good conditions and those with poor conditions.Her family belonged to the kind with particularly poor conditions.

Shen Yan didn't say anything, just smiled and said: "Go in quickly, or you will be late for the morning reading."

Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly walked into the classroom.

The teacher's concern does not make the children feel much warmth. Most of the children here are sensitive and fragile. Shen Yan often reminds himself to draw a good line.

Mo Rui sent a photo of fried wild bamboo shoots with mountain pork to the group of colleagues. Just as she wanted to show off that the mountain food was so delicious that she wanted to lick the plate, her colleague sent a photo of drinking Zhizhi Taotao.

"Hmph, annoying."

After chatting nonsense with her colleagues for a while, she looked up again and found that there seemed to be something wrong with Zhou Xingchuan, so she quickly followed to see the situation.

Song Tongtong sat alone on a chair outside the house, looking a little unhappy.

The program "Seeing Nanshan Leisurely" is too honest, and several of their guests spent the whole morning between weeding and house repair.This is completely different from Song Tongtong's previous participation in recording games and other programs in the studio. She has never done such rough work, and she can't carry her shoulders or hands. A nail is scratched.

Zhou Xingchuan borrowed iodine from the village chief's house, and said, "That's all, let's disinfect it first."

The camera was still shooting, and Song Tongtong's assistant and make-up artist just watched from a distance and didn't come over. It seemed that he didn't want to interrupt the shooting, so Zhou Xingchuan had to squat in front of Song Tongtong, and began to apply iodine to her wound.

At this time, Ding Yiqiang and the others who were still working in the house also noticed the movement here, but they did not pass.

"This is the role of young people." Ding Yiqiang said with a smile.

"No, if there are people our age, no one will watch the reality show." Bai Ying, who was sweeping the floor, also laughed.

She is also an old actress for many years, and she can be seen playing the mother-in-law in many family ethics dramas, so she was often called the national mother-in-law in the press release for a while.

"Then they have to be handsome men and beautiful women like Xiao Chuan and Tong Tong. Don't say I think they are really suitable for each other." The speaker was famous talker Fu Qing. The own people that the station stuffed into this program also came to be half of the host.

Seeing that the plot of the idols on their side is almost in rhythm, the three people here will go over.

Bai Ying, who is also a woman, first took a closer look at Song Tongtong's wound. It was just a scratch, and it wasn't very deep. Now the bleeding has stopped, but it's just a bit scary to look at. It happened to be scratched by a nail..."

"I'm worried about tetanus." Fu Qing said.

Ding Yiqiang asked the uncle of the surrounding villagers, "My fellow, is there a doctor in this village?"

He was originally from Cheung Chau, and his Chang Chau accent made the village uncle feel very close, so he eagerly helped, "There is no doctor in this mountain, you have to go to the town outside to find a doctor, why don't you go to see Teacher Shen, He might have medicine there."

"Teacher Shen?" Zhou Xingchuan walked over.

"Yes, it's the teacher of the elementary school in the village, where he often prepares some medicine for the children," the uncle pointed to the hillside, "it's right there."

"Then let me go over and ask." Zhou Xingchuan said.

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