The King of Variety Entertainment

At the beginning, the program team told them to shoot in Langzi Village, but everyone thought it didn’t matter. They said it was Jiangxu’s. It’s a big city with good economic conditions. It can be ranked in the top 50 in the country. Where are you going?

Unexpectedly, what I saw turned out to be like this, the barren mountainous land, the dilapidated mountain road, and I haven’t reached Longshan Town yet. If I want to go to Langzi Village, I have to drive another 4 hours to enter the mountain. Everyone’s heart is cold. . 〔\u003c?〈〈

Longkou Town is in front of us. We will live here for half a month. You can see video clips of the children every day, but you can't contact them, let alone help them. The director team knew.

What! Didn't we agree to go together?

Aren't we going to the countryside?

How is this possible! Feng Rui doesn't have the ability to take care of himself at all, how could he take care of himself?

The three of them were in a hurry, but the director was not flexible: I'm sorry, this is a rule.

The program team was like this, they couldn't accommodate at all, they said they lived in the town, the three of them could only be obedient, but knowing that Yang An would follow and live in the village, everyone had better think about it.

The two children who left early were trembling on the winding mountain road. The two of them drove for 6 hours and were tortured by the winding mountain road until they almost vomited.

The highest altitude of Longshan Mountain is 98o meters, and Langzi Village is located in the area above 75o meters, built in the mountains.

The director team had a request. From now on, Feng Rui and Huo Jinjun were not allowed to ride in the car. They were brought into the village by a tricycle. The two of them sat in the back compartment with their luggage and leaned on the spot.

Brother Yang, come and sit too! Huo Jinjun deliberately waved to the back, the director team didn't like this, Yang An and the others were all sitting in the shooting vehicle, and most of the machines had been sent to Langzi Village in advance for arrangement Well, this time there are only people who follow the film.

Yang Anli didn't pay attention to this kind of brat, the more you give him good looks, the more he will look good. When he enters the village, Yang An will live in a temporary house provided by the village committee, far away from these two boys.

It has been more than 8 hours since I went out in the morning. It is around three o'clock in the afternoon. It is obviously summer, but the temperature in the mountains is not high. Even if there is not much shade, it is not hot at all. In the eyes of these two boys , this is totally a vacation!

Under the sun, the tricycle was bumping and driving on the gravel road. Feng Rui, a literary and artistic youth, was wearing a T-shirt hand-painted by himself, leaning against the suitcase, looking up at the sky.

And the second-generation furious rich Huo Jinjun was wearing an open-chest V-neck and golden sunglasses of a local tyrant. He acted like I am handsome, so I am here. The two teenagers still wanted to chat.

Feng Rui was a little excited, pointing to the sky and said: Look at this environment, the original ecology! When will Zhongjing see such a blue sky and such white clouds?

Hawking pushed his sunglasses triumphantly: Anyway, I'm going on vacation!

After the two bumped for half an hour, they finally saw the sparse villages built along the mountain road.

The poverty of Langzi Village is mainly due to its occlusion. In the past, when the economy was developed, it was always said that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads. Because of the inconvenient transportation, the landslides and landslides often destroy roads in Langzi Village, so it has not been approved by the government for many years. Allocating funds to build roads, because it is too far and too deep, it is not cost-effective to build roads for these hundreds of households in the mountains, so it has been delayed again and again, and it has reached this point.

Villagers grow rice and vegetables on terraced fields, and collect mountain delicacies to sell for a living. They can't make money and starve to death. Many local people live here all their lives, and foreigners who marry in don't go out all their lives. The farthest is 20 miles. In a town outside the land, the typical living conditions of mountain people.

The tricycle driver stopped at the end of a gravel road, pointed to an old house and said, Here we are!

The two teenagers got out of the car with their luggage ignorantly, and the director team followed. Old Cui personally came out and introduced, You guys are living here!

Looking at the dilapidated one-story house, Hawking Jun estimated that the total area of ​​the bedroom plus a lobby in the middle, the built-up kitchen next to it, the latrine, and the pigsty and sheepsty was estimated to be no more than 100 square meters.

Poor little.

Hey! A country house! Huo Jinjun encouraged himself and followed Feng Rui into it.

Feng Rui knocked on the wooden door and asked loudly, Is anyone home?

No one answered, Feng Rui turned to look at Old Cui, who was expressionless and didn't give any instructions, and then looked at Huo Jinjun, who had no choice but to push the door open.

In the main room is the Eight Immortals table, basically no furniture, just four stacked stools, plus two squeaky bamboo chairs to sit on. The two visited the kitchen, the water tank, the clay stove built with bricks, old-fashioned There are iron pots, several porcelain bowls, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. The family must have opened a business and someone lives there.

Looking at the bedroom again, there is only one bed. There are bedding, but there is no mosquito net, no duvet, no rubber memory pillow, nothing. In the eyes of the two teenagers, it can only be regarded as a place where they can barely rest.

Squeak!

Someone opened the door and came in. It was a simple mountain aunt who spoke the local dialect and explained to the two of them: I am Zhang Juan's third aunt, third aunt...

Even gestures and groping, the two roughly guessed: Oh, Third Aunt...

The third aunt said: Zhang Juan and her parents have gone out, and you live here in this room, it's okay. But you are responsible for feeding the chickens, sheep, and pigs. Come here, and I will tell you how to feed them.

Feng Rui was about to collapse, and Huo Jinjun didn't even have the courage to follow him.

It’s easy to feed the chickens, grab a handful of corn and bran, and then put them outside for free-range breeding. The third aunt said that the chickens will return to the cage by themselves before dark.

It's easy to feed sheep, but it's not easy to feed pigs!

The third aunt said that this pig is the life of the family, and whether pork can be eaten during the Chinese New Year depends on how well it is fed and how carefully it is taken care of this year.

The pigsty is not big, just a few square meters. It is built next to the toilet. A pig weighing about 60 to 70 kilograms is lying and humming. There is a stench in the air. Feng Rui frowned and blocked his nose with his clothes. From five meters away, I don't even want to take a look.

The best thing to feed pigs in rural areas is leftovers, rotten leaves and so on. Considering that the two little dolls haven’t done it, the third aunt decided to come every two days for fear of starving the pigs. It still depends on the two people to send them regularly and quantitatively.

The third aunt gave the order very quickly, she was leaving, and the mountain people were very busy, and Huo Jinjun refused to come to help listen, Feng Rui really couldn't understand these dialects by himself, so he took out his mobile phone to record, and repeated it several times by himself. Prepare to write it down later.

After they left, Feng Rui suddenly felt an inexplicable panic. There isn't even an adult here? How can their two children do so many things well?

Huo Jinjun came over: Feng Rui, are you really going to feed the pigs every day?

Feng Rui asked, Otherwise?

Huo Jinjun looked disgusted, and patted his nose: Hey, don't you think it smells bad? The sheep pen stinks, and you still go to the pig pen...

Feng Rui sighed: What are we doing here?

Old Cui said from the side: Good question, now please hand in all your ideas, food, and cash.

The two were dumbfounded, and Huo Jinjun looked vigilant: Why?

Lao Cui said: This is a rule. From now on, you must cut off your original life and truly integrate into rural life.

Huo Jinjun quit, he found Yang An, and shouted loudly: Brother Yang, why did you take the phone? I can't live without the phone!

Yang An came over with a blank expression on his face: You can try to see if you can survive. By the way, you can't receive a 4G signal here. You have to go to the top of the mountain or go to the town to make calls, so your electronic products are nothing. use.

Huo Jinjun handed over his mobile phone and tablet bitterly, and handed in his charging treasure in a bag, and the next thing was food.

The two opened their suitcases. Feng Rui's suitcases were full of food, instant noodles, ham sausage, biscuits, chocolates, drinks, stuffed to the brim, and his clothes were placed on the upper shelf, which was pulled up with a spring-loaded spacer. , In the backpack were wallets, mobile phones and other things, all of which were confiscated, and there was nothing left.

Hawking Jun’s suitcase is very messy. He packed it himself. He didn’t know how to pack it. He didn’t use a lot of space, especially the shoes. The soles of the shoes were changed and washed without shoe covers. Clothes, there are a lot of impractical things in the box.

After searching out all the prohibited items, Lao Cui asked people to bring the cardboard boxes, seal them, and return them after the filming was finished.

Next, the first problem for the two of them arrived. How to solve today's dinner?

What do you eat? Hawking asked the director, but he shook his head and remained silent.

You can't be hungry too, can you? Huo Jinjun pressed forward step by step, approaching the cameraman, who didn't move at all, and gave him a close-up shot.

Really unable to communicate, the two finally determined that the directors were playing for real, so they had to search for food all over the house.

The things in the mountains are really poor, and the clusters of bracts are the most, but they are basically dried. Feng Rui and Huo Jinjun don't know whether people can eat them, they only know that the third aunt asked them to feed them to chickens !

The directors were very cruel, they didn't say a word, just watched the two teenagers wandering around the kitchen, looking for food in the room, looking everywhere, complaining, temper, grievance, they didn't intervene in anything, just like invisible people.

There was still an hour before the sun would set. Feng Rui had an idea, left the house, and stood by the roadside waiting for other villagers to go home.

Fortunately, he was waiting for a younger girl, maybe less than ten years old, only about 1.3 meters tall, much shorter than his 1.8 meter handsome guy, but the little girl was obviously at home After working, Feng Rui asked her to help cook, and she really made it, rolling out noodles, stewing, two hours later, the two gobbled it up, and struggled through the first day.

At noon the next day, Yang An came out of Langzi Village, brought the video materials of the first day to the town, and met the three parents who had been worried and frightened all night.

Did they have a good day yesterday?

Did you eat? Are you still getting used to it?

Is it cold to sleep in the mountains?

Faced with the eager inquiries of the three, Yang An's expression was particularly serious, and he suddenly sighed softly: You guys never imagined what happened, really, it's even beyond my imagination, maybe, we are all wrong! (To be completed Continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy