Transmigrated Into the Film King’s Little Wife

Liang Wen's whole body stiffened immediately, not daring to move.

Everyone else sat in front of the movie, either motionless or occasionally bowing their heads in whispers.

But she didn't know that the live broadcast window had been narrowed down, and the cinema was so dark that it was almost impossible to see whether the guests were seriously watching the movie or dozing off.

Without squinting, she silently tried hard to withdraw her right hand, but failed.

Someone held her hand tightly, fingers intertwined, as if afraid of her escaping.

Liang Wen frowned, and after a few tries, she could only let him hold it...

On the other side, Qi Chuanchuan seemed to have exhausted all his energy on the lunch battlefield, and soon after sitting down, fell asleep to the melodious and melodious Hakka folk songs of the Hakka girl.

Ye Yinxi didn't notice it at all, because she suddenly felt that Qi Chuanchuan's head seemed to touch her shoulder, and when she looked back, she realized that someone was actually watching a movie. face, fell asleep...

She called softly, "Chuan Chuan! Chuan Chuan!"

However, Qi Chuanchuan slept so dimly that he didn't hear him at all.

At this time, Qi Chuanchuan's head completely leaned on her shoulder...

Ruined! I can't tell now. Ye Yinxi was dumbfounded. I don't know what to call the barrage now!

Unexpectedly, the barrage has never been more peaceful:

#Oh, I actually watched it with gusto!

#This Hakka girl is really a typical Hakka, hard-working, thrifty, reminds me of my grandma.

#It's so interesting that many people watch movies online together.

#Can't see the faces of the guests clearly.

#HAHAHA Watching movies with my idol, thank you director for helping me fulfill this long-cherished wish!

#That is, although one is online and one is online, but I am satisfied.

The two-hour movie just passed by slowly.

At the end of the music, Qi Chuanchuan woke up, opened his eyes in a daze, and took two seconds to remember who I am, where I am, and what I am doing.

Subconsciously, he wiped the edge of his mouth from the back of his hand, feeling... um, it seemed to be drooling.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Yinxi standing up silently from the seat beside him.

He was dumbfounded. It seemed that he had been leaning against a certain place just now, it was comfortable and soft, and there was a refreshing fragrance in his nostrils.

He suddenly remembered something and blushed completely.

Coming out of the movie theater, Qiu Bao led everyone around to the back of the main street, and walked in along the alley. After a while, the front opened up, and a large green paddy field appeared in front of us.

A few electric poles were stuck in the field, and a row of birds squatted obediently on the electric wires, squinting their eyes and feigning sleep.

#呵呵呀 What an idyllic scenery!

#Hakka people eat rice, of course, all the rice is grown outside the town.

#红花香里 said a good year, and heard the sound of frogs.

Several people were walking on the ridge of the field, and the rice seedlings had already come out of the people. Liang Wen squatted down to look, and saw that there seemed to be fish in the seedling field. This is the legendary rice flower fish.

"Wenwen!"

Liang Wen turned her head and saw Ying Shunchen walking towards her with two long reeds in his hand.

When I just walked over, there was a large piece of reed growing on the side of the road, with the yellowish tassels bowing their heads, swaying in the wind, like snowflakes falling, very beautiful.

But, how does he know that he likes it?

Qu Siyang looked back, and immediately rushed over, "Brother Ying! Can you give me a reed?"

Liang Wen got up, and Ying Shunchen smiled: "Yes. You and Wenwen each have a branch!"

Liang Wen took it and said thank you with a smile. I happen to have a long and thin vase at home, which is very suitable for a reed.

#Oh, Qu Siyang, does this light bulb have no self-consciousness at all?

#I go to the countryside to play, and I especially like to take two reeds home.

#This program is too comfortable and too leisurely. Beautiful scenery, delicious food, and...my beautiful lady!

In the distance, a building stands in the middle of the rice field, and there are no other buildings around it, except this one.

To say it is a building is to wrong it. A circle of square tall white walls seems to be a castle.

Qiu Bao: "Tonight we will have dinner and rest in this Hakka building."

Everyone bypassed the celadon style wall and walked in. They were shocked to see such a tall and magnificent Hakka ancient building.

There are four vicissitudes of life written on the forehead of the middle gate: Dihua Youtang. The four characters are regular script, vigorous and powerful, simple and unrestrained, and the life pattern of the owner of the building can be seen.

Qiu Bao: "Guess how many rooms there are in this building?"

Qu Siyang: "49 rooms. Chinese people like the number 7. There are at least so many rooms in such a large area."

Qiu Bao shook his head, "Wrong!"

Qu Siyang let out a cry, "Could it be more?!"

Ying Shunchen said: "164 rooms!"

Qiu Bao was taken aback, "How do you know?"

Ying Shunchen pointed to the door, "When I first came here, there was an explanatory board there! It said that this building covers an area of ​​12,000 square meters and has 164 rooms in total. It is one of the most complete Hakka dwellings."

Everyone: "..." Kneel down!

Everyone was attracted by the magnificence of this building, but they didn't notice any explanatory boards.

#Hahahaha My minister is excellent!

#This building is too awesome. where! I want to see it too!

#I checked, and this Dihua Lu has a lot of background. A local person surnamed Pan went to Nanyang to earn money and came back to build it in his hometown. At that time, it was said that 100,000 silver was transported from Nanyang to Songkou via Shantou. It has been repaired for 20 or 30 years, but it is a pity that this big brother Pan died within one day.

Qiu Bao coughed and coughed twice, "Shunchen is amazing. This building is square and square, with three verticals and two horizontals. Excluding the middle vertical building, which is the living room, ancestral hall, and master's room, there are a total of eight small courtyards on the left and right verticals. .”

Liang Wen was shocked, "Eight?"

"Yes, because the builder of the building had eight sons in total. He wanted all the sons to live together. So this building is called Dihua!"

#Fuck. What a rich man, he built eight yards for his eight sons!

#Must be. The owner's family is a wealthy businessman from Nanyang. They pay attention to returning the fallen leaves to their roots. No matter how beautiful they are outside, they will come back to live until they die when they are old.

#The Hakka people really have the heritage of the Central Plains, with profound cultural heritage. Dihua comes from Xiaoya in the Book of Songs, which talks about brotherly love. It proves that the eight brothers should live together in harmony, respect and humility.

"What do you mean again?" Ye Yinxi asked.

Qiu Bao smiled, "Because there is another Dihua Cottage not far from here, this one is called Dihua You Cottage!"

Everyone nodded.

After everyone sighed, they walked in with Qiu Bao.

The middle gate is closed all year round, and it is only opened when ancestor worship or major events occur. A few people entered through the side door, crossed the high steps, and faced a courtyard with low eaves all around, a square flower platform in the middle, a few potted flowers on it, and a large fish tank. The surrounding corridors are sheltered from rain and sun. A water ditch is sunken around the flower bed. It is said that a hundred years ago the water in this ditch was drawn from a nearby spring, and it could even be drunk directly. But now the water is broken and the ditch is dry, so there is no such grand scene.

Beyond one courtyard, there is another courtyard, and each courtyard has the same shape. If the small door is closed, each courtyard becomes a closed space by itself.

#Everywhere is the smell of money.

#Why do I feel a little Nanyang style? Not all traditional Hakka enclosures.

#Guarantee. People surnamed Pan have lived in Nanyang for many years, and it is normal to bring a little Nanyang style back. Otherwise, how did those arcades on Songkou Old Street come about?

#It is different from the Hakka enclosure seen at noon. This one is more grand and foreign, but it is arranged on the central axis, with the main house and ancestral hall in the middle, and it has the cultural meaning of traditional dwellings.

Qiu Bao led the crowd to the courtyard in the northwest corner, where the dishes had been served in the middle of one of the big rooms, and they were just waiting for the crowd to taste it.

This Dihuayoulu is still in the hands of the descendants of the Pan surname. At present, four of the eight courtyards have been developed into restaurants and B&Bs. Because of its great reputation and its proximity to Songkou Ancient Town, many tourists come here admiringly.

After several people were seated, the owner of Dihua Youlu came to say hello in person.

"Hi everyone, my name is Pan Congxiang. I am the great-grandson of Pan Jiadong, the builder of Dihua Youlu. I am from the descendant generation. If you see the surname Pan in the future, the person with the word Cong in the first name must be my relative."

Everyone smiled and said hello.

This Pan Congxiang is in his forties or fifties, and looks a bit like a Nanyang person. Presumably, a person surnamed Pan married a wife in Nanyang, with foreign genes in his blood, and his offspring look somewhat different from the native Hakka people.

"Today we at Dihua Youlu are preparing the most luxurious Pan family banquet that our Pan family ate when they worshiped their ancestors a hundred years ago." Pan Congxiang introduced: "At that time, there were people with the surname Pan within a radius of twenty miles, and they belonged to our rich family. When offering sacrifices to our ancestors, we give out the big head, and other clan members give out the small head. But the meal at noon must be held in our room. Over time, our family’s Pan family banquet has become famous. Good ingredients, good taste, and many tricks, this is our The characteristics of the Pan family banquet. Please appreciate it today!"

#呵呵呵 It's very delicious at first glance.

#Full table, but it feels very different from Cantonese cuisine. It's not as small as Cantonese cuisine, so delicate.

#Hakka cuisine is fat, salty, and cooked, and the dishes are all poultry and mountain flavors. And every time there must be chickens and ducks. It looks rustic and tastes delicious.

Qiu Bao called everyone to move their chopsticks.

There are Hakka signature dishes such as salt-baked chicken, big pot vegetables, and whole pig set meals.

After eating and drinking enough, the host lit up the red lanterns at the door, and the ancient house with the corners of the eaves looked even more charming.

Everyone bid farewell to the host, and returned to the old street of the ancient town along the way they came.

As night falls, the number of tourists has not decreased, and many shops facing the street have been changed into various leisure places such as bars, slow shakers, and clearing bars. Especially the side near the river is the most popular among tourists. Open the window, stick your head out to take a breath of the water vapor from the river, and suddenly feel that all the turbid air in your body has escaped.

A group of people walked to the fire boat wharf and went down the steps. Two large ships were docked by the river.

Qu Siyang looked dejected, "Village Master, can we not escape the fate of swimming in the river? Today we want to swim in the Meijiang River at night?"

#HAHAHAHAHAHA finally had a comfortable day, and was about to be tricked by the director again before going to bed.

#This river is so wide, it shouldn't be. There are still dangers.

Director: ...Is this the kind of person I am in your hearts? Boo!

Qiu Bao smiled: "Yes. There is an arrangement for a night tour in Meijiang tonight, but..."

He paused and continued, "We're going on a boat tour!"

Qu Siyang stood at the bow of the boat, opened his arms, and shouted excitedly: "Ah, I'm falling so fast!"

It feels so good to finally be able to stand on a boat and go up the river without having to deal with the water.

#HAHAHAHALook, the poor child who was cheated by the director. It's such a pleasure to be on a boat.

#奇川川Why is it so quiet, it seems a little depressed after coming out of the movie theater.

#ha? Did something happen in the cinema that we don't know about?

The night wind was blowing, and it was a little cold. Liang Wen shrank her shoulders.

Ying Shunchen's eyes sank, he got up and took off the mandarin jacket that was on the outside, and was about to pass it to Liang Wen to wear.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yinxi got up immediately, walked over and pinched the corner of the mandarin jacket, and said with a smile, "Thank you Shunchen. Wenwen and I put on the jacket together to keep out the wind!"

Liang Wen turned her head, "Huh?"

Ying Shunchen glanced at Ye Yinxi thoughtfully, and replied with a smile, "Okay!"

Ye Yinxi picked up the mandarin jacket, hugged Liang Wen together, and wore the same jacket.

She lowered her head and bit her ear, "Your family really loves you..."

Liang Wen blushed and remained silent.

"Tsk tsk. I can't bear it for a while. Wenwen, you fell into a honeypot."

Liang Wen sneered, turned her face away, and pretended not to hear.

One of the major features of the night tour of Meijiang from the fire boat wharf is to appreciate Songkou Ancient Town from another angle.

This ancient town was born because of the river and was built along the river. Rows of tall arcade buildings are close to the river, and the dense windows let in light. The time on the boat is quiet and good, but the other side is a bustling resort full of lights and feasting.

This water route for a night tour of the Meijiang River starts from Songkou and goes upstream to Meizhou City for a circle and then returns.

It takes about an hour. The night wind is brisk, and a dining table is placed on the deck with snacks, beer and other leisure food for everyone to pass the time during the night tour.

It's just that a few of them are artists, and the most basic homework is to control their diet. So except for Ye Yinxi, a fake entertainer who is really a big eater who eats and eats non-stop, the others basically didn't touch anything on the table.

#HAHAHAHA Artists are also human beings, if a foodie artist is born, it would be a tragedy on earth.

#叶音希 really has no burden at all. incredible!

#I'm afraid I didn't deliberately set myself up as a grass eater.

#Maybe I can’t stop eating on the surface, but I run ten kilometers a day in private.

Qi Chuanchuan sat on the side without looking sideways, but from the corner of his eye he kept watching Ye Yinxi eating in a very good mood.

His inner activities are like this: I just fell asleep in the movie theater but I didn't lean on her shoulder; I did lean on her shoulder for two hours, but I didn't drool on her shoulder; even though I drool It was on her clothes, but she didn't notice it; even if she didn't notice it, it's a shameful thing... So four logical reasonings, self-brainwashing, turning around in the mind in turn, no end in conclusion.

At the end of the night tour, a few people returned to Dihua Youlu where they had dinner just now.

Eight guests, according to the group, two people a courtyard.

Qu Siyang was so envious of Liang Wen, today she watched Liang Wen and Brother Ying act as husband and wife together, watch movies together, go shopping together, cook together, and now sleep together, even though they are in the same yard, but in different rooms.

She followed Ying Shunchen and muttered in a low voice, "Brother Ying, can you say good night to me!"

Ying Shunchen, who had already stepped into the yard with one foot, withdrew his foot and looked back at Qu Siyang.

Qu Siyang's little pitiful look on Bala made people laugh. The key point is that this girl is tall and thin, with an aggressive face, but at this moment she is showing the air of a little girl, which is really not suitable.

Liang Wen happened to come over, seeing Qu Siyang's appearance, she understood, and said with a smile: "Siyang, why don't I change rooms with you tonight?"

Qu Siyang's eyes widened immediately, "Okay, okay!"

Unexpectedly, Ying Shunchen said without changing his face: "Wenwen, we have to follow the rules of the program. We can't adjust it at will."

Liang Wen: "..."

Ying Shunchen did not forget to cue the director standing outside the camera, "Director, you say so."

#Hahahaha Chenge, if you want to sleep with Wenwen, just say so, don't cue the director.

#emphasize again. They are sleeping in the same courtyard, but in different rooms. Liang Wen's fans, please pay attention to your quality and stop rubbing my minister's enthusiasm.

#Please! In order to avoid suspicion, my Wenwen has already proposed to change rooms with Qu Siyang? It's your family who is pestering us Wenwen!

#The truth in front of it. Haven't you noticed that since the live broadcast, Ying Shunchen's gaze never left Liang Wen.

Ying Shunchen, who didn't know that netizens had seen through his inner thoughts, brought up the program rules in a serious way to refute Liang Wen's proposal.

The director was awakened by his deep eyes and had an incredible thought: Could it be that the reason why Mr. Ying agreed to participate in my village and offered to be a resident guest was because of... Liang Wen?

Incredible! Yaoshou. The idea is crazy!

Ying Shunchen: "Director!"

After a few seconds, the viewers of the live broadcast heard the director who was not in front of the camera let out a muffled voice, "Shun Chen is right!"

So Qu Siyang, who was already full of hope, said, "Good night, Brother Ying!"

Ying Shunchen hummed, "Good night, Siyang!"

Qu Siyang belongs to the kind of person who is particularly easy to be satisfied. Hearing the word good night, he immediately waved to the staff in blood and thanked him, then turned and went to his yard.

Today's live broadcast is over, and the last scene is the scene where Ying Shunchen and Liang Wen live together in the southwest corner of the courtyard gate slowly closing... What is left for everyone is the back view of the two walking side by side.

All the fans went crazy!

#啊啊啊啊 The director of the ghost arranged for them to sleep together, what did he want to do? !

#In the last issue of Longtanzhai, the hijab was lifted in public to get married. This issue will be sent directly to the bridal chamber, right? !

#我臣If Liang Wen spoils me, I will... just explode on the spot!

#Don't get excited in front. They just live in the same hospital, not in the same room.

#Subjects hold steady. It's just a director's trick. Let's not be fooled. Don't add heat to Liang Wen.

Director: ...I really don't want to take the blame. This is all a trick of Mr. Ying.

As soon as the small door was closed, Liang Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and then said a little anxiously: "Will the netizens think wrong!"

Ying Shunchen calmly sat down on the stone bench under the courtyard, "I'm sure I'm going to think wrong."

Liang Wen groaned, "Then what should I do?"

Ying Shunchen laughed, "Nothing to do! It's fine like this!"

Liang Wen didn't know how to answer the words, so she had to raise her head, looking through the courtyard, she happened to see a full moon hanging above the eaves, and there were frogs and insects in her ears. It is indeed very suitable for a short stay and relaxation.

"How many children do you think we will have in the future?"

The unexpected question made Liang Wen cough.

Ying Shunchen got up and patted her on the back, "The owner of this building has given birth to eight sons. I don't ask for more, just two. Wenwen, what do you think!"

Liang Wen frowned, and said after a while, "The moonlight is so beautiful today, do you have the urge to be poetic?"

Ying Shunchen's mouth twitched, "It seems... really not!"

Liang Wen didn't change her face: "I seem to have one, I'll make a doggerel!"

"please!"

Liang Wen coughed and coughed twice, "The Hakka people, who are the legacy of the Central Plains, are the best to learn from the heirs of poetry and books. Folk songs sing a new life, and the fields are full of new hope!"

Ying Shunchen stretched out his hand, and slapped it twice.

Liang Wen had never felt so embarrassed before. She had a brain twitch before writing doggerel.

Ah ah ah ah. shameful.

Fortunately, there is no need to answer the question of how many children to have.

The corners of Ying Shunchen's lips curled up slowly, "I have a very beautiful wife, who dances like a fairy. I don't know when I will be able to descend to earth and give birth to a baby for me!"

Liang Wen: "!!!"

The pinnacle of life! The topic that was so hard to get around has come back again!

"You can't rush this matter, it doesn't mean that you will be able to live if you are born. It's better to watch the moon and listen to the frogs, and cherish the moment when no one is disturbing you!"

I can't believe I can come back again!

Ying Shunchen let out a sigh, and opened his mouth, "Come and imagine when there is no one disturbing you, when we will be parents. You will have a great body and no worries. You can act with one hand and have a baby with the other!"

Liang Wen is crazy!

She gritted her teeth and said, "Your career and family are balanced. Everyone wants to achieve both. It's just that the fairy is young, and she is still a baby now!"

When it came to the little baby, she was still thin-skinned and blushed!

Ying Shunchen looked up and thought for a while, "Baby gave birth to a baby, and my husband will take care of everything. Make sure the baby is not tired, and you can continue to have babies!"

Liang Wen stood up suddenly when she heard this, and gritted her teeth, "Yes! Shun! Minister!"

Ying Shunchen stretched out his hand and took Liang Wen's hand, "Baby, baby, don't be angry, don't worry about having a baby. Chat casually to tease you, of course, listen to the baby!"

Liang Wen didn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "Is there any more? Are you still addicted to playing?"

"Yes. Just open your mouth." Ying Shunchen said solemnly, "On stage you and I act as husband and wife, but offstage you and I are real husband and wife. When you and I become husband and wife, don't let your husband suffer!"

Liang Wen's mind exploded with fireworks.

The old rascal! From then on, the thick-skinned Shunchen bowed down, and Yongsheng knelt down!

Ying Shunchen: "Do you still want to hear it? There are more!"

Liang Wen: Dizziness, liver pain, toothache... Can anyone help me!

"In the early years, my husband was ignorant of love, but now I am chasing my wife in the Shura field. The trickle flows to my heart, and I show my loyalty with sincerity!"

He wanted to open his mouth to continue writing poems, but Liang Wen covered his mouth with her hand.

The hot breath sprayed in the palm of her hand, and she tried to take it away with a whimper.

Unexpectedly, someone directly held her hand and put it on her heart, "It doesn't really matter whether you have a baby or not. The important thing is that you and I are fine... No matter how hard I am filming, when I think of someone thinking of me, Waiting for me, all tiredness and suffering are gone. I hope you are the same. How high you can fly, how far you want to see, I will always support you. I will not be your stumbling block, I will not be your stumbling block .I just want to be with you. Anything."

Liang Wen pursed her lips hard, and looked down at Ying Shunchen under the moonlight.

I have never found that his eyes can be so affectionate, and these are all for myself.

Liang Wen chuckled, "You just want to have a baby with me. Isn't it tiring to go around such a big circle!"

After finishing speaking, he bent down and tapped his mouth lightly, muttering: "You're not young, and you talk a lot..."