Chapter 111 Life Forbidden Zone 10
The boy's name is Mulati, which means dream in Iranian, and he is a child of the Tajik nation.
Mulati settled the sheep, and before taking Jiang Ran and others into the village, he specifically told them to wait outside the house for a while. He had to go into the house and tell his parents about their situation before taking them in.
The interstellar people have always known that the earth has long been a desolate star, and in the history of the local village, there have been no foreign guests for many, many years.
Mulati was worried that he would frighten the elders when he brought back these strange people in strange clothes, after all, his grandfather was not in good health.
Of course, Jiang Ran and his party understood this.
However, all the exhortations were in vain.
Because Mulati came back too late today, his mother just walked out of the house and looked at the door out of worry, and saw a group of strange people following Mulati at a glance.
Mulati called her mother, and because her mother's pronunciation was not much different in different language families, even Fu Bai and others understood it.
Jiang Ran and the others also looked at her subconsciously.
With deep eye sockets, large eyes, three-dimensional facial features, and clear outlines, her long golden hair further reveals her fair skin. She is a very distinctive beauty, and she can't be seen as the mother of such a big child at all.
Xu Yang took a step forward and wanted to say hello, but the other party frowned, his eyes widened, and he rushed forward a few steps and pulled Mu Lati behind him to protect him, as if they were a group of dangerous elements.
Everyone: "..."
Calm down and think about the scene just now.
Several adults followed a child to let him lead the way, and Fu Bai even put his hand on the child's shoulder...
Isn't it like a group of kidnappers who let the hostages lead the way!
No wonder the parents are so nervous.
Seeing that the parents have already planned to call other villagers to help, and the next step is probably to drive them out, everyone is a little bit helpless.
Jiang Ran also wanted to communicate well and explain why he came, but as soon as he took a step forward, the parent's expression became more nervous. He put one hand behind him to support the child's shoulder, and the other hand picked up the broom leaning against the wall , seems to have intended to use force.
Everyone was even more anxious for a while.
It's not easy to set up a camp, and it's not convenient to make a fire in the icy and snowy wilderness outside!
If they were thrown out like this, they would probably have a hard time tonight.
Fortunately, Mulati didn't cross the river and demolish the bridge. He tugged at his mother's sleeve, even talking and making gestures, and the face of the parents improved a little.
Looking back at this group of strange people, they really didn't seem to be aggressive at all. There were friendly smiles on their faces, and the mood of the parents gradually turned from cloudy to sunny.
Fu Bai heaved a sigh of relief: "It should be fine."
Ren Xiayang also exhaled: "Thank God, I have a place to stay tonight."
Although the parents were still a little wary, under the child's persuasion, they still came forward to welcome the guests.
However, just as she took a closer look at the guests in front of her, her eyes changed, from wary to excited almost instantly.
Fu Bai thought it was their friendly attitude that moved the other party, so he mustered up his courage and wanted to say hello and socialize, but he just stretched out his hand and was brushed aside by the other party.
The foreign parent didn't look sideways, held Jiang Ran's hand precisely, said a few words, and then opened his arms to hug her.
What's even more strange is that Jiang Ran also hugged her back very naturally, and kissed each other lightly on the face.
"Her name is Gulandam, and she invited us to visit her home." After the meeting ceremony, Jiang Ran helped translate the other party's words.
Gulandam stared at Jiang Ran's face again, nodded with a smile, and then turned around to lead them the way.
Ren Xiayang happened to be standing in front of Gulandam.
When he saw the scene just now, he thought it was the basic etiquette of the local area, so while building himself mentally, telling himself to respect other people's culture, he stepped forward and was ready to hug.
As a result, his hands were just halfway opened, and they were also brushed aside. Gulandam's expression was calm, he took Mulati's hand, then turned around and waved to Jiang Ran, and walked into the door.
Ren Xiayang: "Why are they treated differently?"
Fu Bai: "That is to say!"
Jiang Ran smiled: "Maybe it's because I'm better-looking?"
Everyone: "..."
Tajik folk houses are very local.
Due to the frequent wind and snow in the plateau area, although the house is spacious, it is also relatively low. There are earth kangs on all sides, and the top is covered with felt, which can be used for sitting and sleeping.
Inside the courtyard wall is the largest house called "Sai Yiran". The nearby sheds, kitchen, guest rooms and warehouses are all built around Sai Yiran.
Gu Landam allocated a guest room to Jiang Ran and his party, put down their luggage, and took them to the main house to sit down.
Not long after sitting down, the owner's homemade ghee, milk porridge, fried meat, fried dumplings and other snacks were served.
Everyone has been on the road these days, and they have basically never eaten hot food, let alone carefully hand-made special delicacies?
The others simply couldn't understand the local language, so they just let go and ate, leaving Jiang Ran alone to greet the host.
Halfway through the chat, Jiang Ran reminded them: "Eat slowly and take it easy."
Fu Bai was completely absorbed by the delicious food, without raising his head, his mouth was full of food, and said vaguely: "Too It's delicious, you should eat more, eat more, and I don't know when you can eat it again when you return to Capital Star."
Others also agreed, and
Jiang Ran didn't care about them anymore.
Not long after, everyone devoured all the food on the table, rubbed their stomachs, and burped in satisfaction.
Seeing this, Gu Landam was also very happy, and served another portion of all the dim sum just now, even a little more than before.
Fu Bai, who had just burped, said: "..."
Seeing that everyone did not move, Gulandam showed a puzzled expression and said a series of words.
Jiang Ran helped translate: "She told you to eat as much as you want, and you can eat as you please. There is plenty of food at home, so don't save it for them."
Gulandam was only enthusiastic about Jiang Ran before, and was indifferent to everyone else, but after everyone After they all opened their stomachs and ate, the distance was suddenly shortened.
When she looks at everyone now, she will also show a warm and friendly smile. She originally had a bright appearance, and such a smile was overwhelming.
Fu Bai and others looked at each other, tacitly chose to accept the reality, and continued to eat.
Gulandam knew that they couldn't understand what he said, so he gave them thumbs up again and again.
Jiang Ran continued to help convey the meaning: "She is praising you for your good food, you must be strong men, great warriors."
Fu Bai and others smiled wryly, but their faces were uglier than crying.
Finally, after finishing the second round, the plates were just put away, and the tea was brought out again.
Fu Bai and others who thought they had finally been liberated: "..."
Jiang Ran was still helping to translate: "This is a kind of milk tea. It is very delicious after boiling the tea and adding milk." The
others stared bitterly. The milk tea in front of him seemed to have a sworn enemy with it.
But Jiang Ran said leisurely: "To be a guest here, you must give up losing weight temporarily, eat hard, and eat openly. Only by doing this, the hospitable host will be happy."
Fu Bairu choked: "Do you think this is a problem of losing weight? ?”
Zeng Pei also rubbed his belly: "I probably can't taste it now." As
soon as he finished speaking, Gulandam, who found that they hadn't moved, looked over suspiciously and enthusiastically.
Fu Bai: "...I'll drink it."
Jiang Ran didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement: "I told you to take it easy a long time ago." Ren Xiayang
said bitterly: "You should be more clear!"
It was late, and Gulandam sent everyone back to the guest room to rest.
As soon as the master left, people in different rooms quietly gathered in Jiang Ran's room again.
"Is your room bigger than mine?" Fu Bai looked at Jiang Ran uncertainly.
Zeng Pei is very sensitive to data: "Your bed is one-fourth longer and one-fifth wider than mine."
Jiang Ran spread his hands: "Maybe mine is a second bedroom, and yours is an ordinary guest room."
Fu Of course Bai was not convinced, but Ren Xiayang patted him on the shoulder first, telling him not to forget the topic tonight.
Fu Bai took a deep breath, and didn't cling to the matter of the room anymore.
"Leniency for confession, strictness for resistance."
Everyone was in the posture of three trials: "You chatted with them for so long tonight, what did you say? Is it something we can't listen to? Huh?"
Jiang Ran shouted: "I just chatted about the situation of their ethnic group, and asked them why they are still on the earth."
Everyone was noncommittal: "Tell me." Obviously, they intend to listen to the content before deciding whether to believe it or not.
There is nothing that cannot be said.
Jiang Ran said: "They all belong to the Tajik ethnic group, which is a very small branch of the ancient earth..."
"Wait," Zeng Pei interrupted her in confusion, "The words of a very small ethnic group can also be used for the ancient earth. language?"
Jiang Ran didn't expect the lie to be exposed here, so he choked for a moment, and simply pretended to be stupid: "It's all happened thousands of years ago, how would I know? Anyway, she speaks the lingua franca of the ancient earth,"
"You don't know ? I think you know a lot." Fu Bai muttered in a low voice.
Jiang Ran pretended not to hear, and continued to say: "The Tajik people have always been very hospitable, but after the collective migration of the earth, there have been no visitors here for thousands of years, so they were a little wary of us at the beginning."
"No need for this ." Explained," Ren Xiayang held his forehead in pain, "I can already feel their enthusiasm." The
others also touched their stomachs with lingering fear, and nodded in sympathy.
Xu Yang asked: "Why didn't they go together when the earth immigrated collectively?"
This was also a question that other people were curious about, and everyone looked at Jiang Ran in unison.
Jiang Ran's expression was a little complicated.
She paused for a long time before saying, "I didn't know at first."
Zeng Pei: "I don't know?"
Jiang Ran: "At that time, the earth's resources were facing exhaustion, and human beings found a new habitable planet, and decided to carry out a large-scale migration of the human community... ..."
Everyone nodded, these are also what they learned in history class.
"But at that time, information, technology, and technology were limited. This matter was notified to the whole world, but not to the Tajik nation. You have also seen it in the past few days. This is a plateau area with high altitude and low temperature. It can even drop below minus five at night. Shidu, with the technology of the ancient earth at that time, it was difficult to communicate."
Everyone fell silent for a moment.
Thinking about it in your own shoes, when human beings immigrated collectively, their own tribe was left out, as if they were excluded from the human community, which is a bit sad.
"You just said that you didn't know at the beginning," Xu Yang interrupted the oppressive atmosphere, "Then what happened later?"
"Later..."
Jiang Ran showed a look of reminiscence, as if imagining the scene at that time.
"At that time, there was an ethnologist in Huaguo. When he was doing academic research, he came here for a few days and was entertained by the enthusiastic Tajik people. He had a little understanding of the situation here."
"The news of human immigration was announced to the world. , He thought of the Tajik people who were almost isolated from the outside world, and worried that they would not know the news, so he bought a train ticket overnight and rushed to Pamir. The survivors, the news that human beings will immigrate collectively."
"But Tajik is still here..."
Fu Bai murmured in a low voice.
"Yes."
Jiang Ran replied in a low voice.
"So at the beginning I didn't know, but later... I didn't want to leave."
Chapter 112 Life Forbidden Zone 11
"Why don't they want to go?"
Yeah, why?
Jiang Ran asked himself the same question.
When the wheel of history rolls forward, there will always be some people left behind by the times.
There will be people who are clinging to the old system and the old culture, and there will be people who stick to their native land and return to their roots. Some people walk forward and see a colorful world in their eyes, while some people step back and see the countryside in their dreams.
But facing everyone, Jiang Ran didn't know how to explain for a while.
Everyone is a very good person, but they were born in the interstellar and grew up in the Federation. They have hardly seen the appearance of the original earth before, and they have hardly experienced the feeling of working with their hands.
In their eyes, the gorgeous city with high-rise buildings on the ancient earth can be regarded as a characteristic small town at most. They don't know what it means to settle down and relocate, let alone what it means to be close to the hometown.
So hard to explain.
Jiang Ran patted Fu Bai's stomach: "Why don't you check what time it is? Go to sleep?"
Fu Bai covered his chubby stomach and wailed, "You murdered!"
"You haven't told me yet It's over!" Ren Xiayang yelled, "Tell me halfway through the story to whet my appetite. In the past, this would have been assassinated!"
Zeng Pei was also very dissatisfied: "We will leave after you finish talking, and we will never disturb you Rest."
"You guys are already very disturbing."
Jiang Ran had a tough attitude, picked up Fu Bai's collar with one hand, and pulled Ren Xiayang with the other, and pushed towards the door.
"Go to sleep, let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm very sleepy."
After all, Jiang Ran is the only one who can talk to the local residents. She doesn't want to go on, and other people can't force her, so she has to dawdle Walk out.
Fu Bai muttered angrily: "When I return to Capital Planet, I will definitely learn the common language of the ancient earth, and I will ask myself when the time comes!"
"Count me in too!" Ren Xiayang put Fu Bai's shoulders on his shoulders, "We are self-sufficient! Don't rely on some people!"
Hearing what they said, Jiang Ran's expression became complicated for a moment.
The local Tajik people speak Iranian, which is not a common language. Should we remind them so that their efforts are not wasted?
When he was thinking about it, Fu Bai and Ren Xiayang were already good friends, and they began to imagine that they were proficient in the ancient Earth language and cooperated with the local people to develop the native earth, which attracted the amazement of the whole star, and even scrambled to help them in the world. A statue was erected in Xinghe Palace to commemorate their great contributions to historical research.
never mind.
Jiang Ran thought.
Judging by their exaggerated looks, they should be just bragging.
Xu Yang noticed Jiang Ran's expression, and he confirmed his guess even more in his heart.
Jiang Ran really knew the situation of the local language, which was not the lingua franca of the ancient earth at all.
But everyone has some little secrets that they want to hide, and Xu Yang is not so blind, he will not expose her at this time.
At the climax of the moon, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
After traveling for many days, this is the first time to live in a normal house with a bed and walls, and the conditions are much better than before.
Everyone ate a lot at night, and felt more sleepy when they were full, and fell asleep almost as soon as they touched the bed.
They thought they would have a peaceful dream and sleep until dawn, but they didn't expect Qiqi to be awakened by the noise outside in the middle of the night.
The sound of beating and scolding, the sound of metal clashing, and various unidentifiable sounds all mixed together, as if they were singing on a stage.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Fu Bai wrapped up his coat and pushed open the door.
Ren Xiayang also just came to the yard: "I don't know, what happened outside?"
"Is it a fire?"
"Damn! It's possible! That thing called Kang is so hot, it must not catch fire!"
"Then let's help put out the fire!"
"Where is the water?"
"..."
"Stop, stop!"
Jiang Ran also said. Walking out the door: "I don't even look at the temperature right now, it's so easy to catch fire."
"What's the noise outside?"
"You'll know when you go out and have a look." As
soon as I walked to the gate of the yard, I saw a A large group of local people, each carrying "weapons" such as hoes and brooms, with smiles on their faces, as if they had just won a battle.
When they turned around and saw the group of foreign visitors like Jiang Ran, they looked at them in surprise for a while, but they thought that Gulandam had already greeted them in advance, so they were not aggressive.
Jiang Ran went up to inquire about the situation, then turned around and told everyone, "They said that a bandit broke in just now, and everyone drove them away."
"Bandit?" Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
Jiang Ran nodded: "That's what they said." The
Tajik nation has been left on the earth for thousands of years. This is already an exception among exceptions, and it is impossible to make another case within such a short distance. So the only ones who will enter the village at this time are contestants like them.
Think again about race progress.
Most of the teams should have not finished the Pamir road stage, and a small number of teams that are progressing quickly will not collide with them so coincidentally, so the so-called "bandits" can only be...
"It should be what you think There are a few people." Jiang Ran smiled and spread his hands, "Who else can come here at this time?"
Zeng Pei said with a smile: "This is really good news."
Fu Bai applauded happily: "It seems that I can have a good dream tonight!"
Jiang Wenxue and the others were very embarrassed at this time.
Just now they wanted to learn from Jiang Ran and others, and went to the village to borrow a night, but they didn't expect to be kicked out by the villagers' joint efforts. In the panic, some people slipped and fell on the slush floor, some people were hit on the head by a dirty broom, and some people's clothes buttons were ripped off. The description at this time is very bad.
"What should we do now?"
"I'd like to know too." It's not that
they haven't tried camping nearby before, but the terrain in this area is not very good, rugged and not conducive to camping.
At the same time, the temperature in high-altitude areas is very low, and the branches wet by snow cannot be used to make a fire. If you just spend the night outside, you may wake up the next day already in the rescue bag.
Some people were not convinced: "Why didn't Jiang Ran and the others get kicked out?"
"Maybe it's because Jiang Ran can speak their words?" A bodyguard next to him guessed, "During the day, I saw her chatting with that local kid. It 's been quite a while."
"Won't you ask Xue?"
"Well..."
Everyone winked at the bodyguard who asked the question, telling him to shut up.
The person who asked the question also found that he had said something he shouldn't have said, so he fell silent for a while, and quietly looked at Jiang Wenxue.
Even under the dark sky, no one could see her expression, but they could still feel her gloomy mood, which made the already low air pressure even lower.
In fact, they were not careless and unprepared when they wanted to enter the village to spend the night. It was precisely because Jiang Wenxue told them confidently that she had learned the lingua franca of the ancient earth and could communicate with the locals, so they chose to stay overnight. However, things backfired. After entering the village, Jiang Wenxue and the local villagers almost talked with each other, let alone communicating with each other. Even if the other bodyguards couldn't understand a single word, they could tell from the expressions of Jiang Wenxue and the villagers that what they were speaking was not a language at all.
That's embarrassing.
What's even more embarrassing is that everyone thought this was a good opportunity for the boss to show off his language skills, and maybe leave a famous scene, so they all opened the live broadcast room.
What was supposed to be a good opportunity to please the boss turned into a slap in the face of the boss on the spot.
That is to say, they were still in the game and couldn't see the barrage in the live broadcast room. Otherwise, if the boss saw those bad comments and got emotional, he might have fired them all on the spot.
Everyone was in fear for a moment and dared not speak.
The atmosphere was suppressed for a while before Jiang Wenxue opened his mouth to break the deadlock.
"I do know the lingua franca of the ancient earth, but those villagers don't speak lingua franca at all."
"Oh! That's right!"
"No wonder!"
"I'll just say it! Wenxue, you definitely won't lie to us! The
bodyguards scrambled to echo her words, but Jiang Wenxue was still not satisfied and wanted to redeem her lost face.
"I suspect..."
Jiang Wenxue glanced in the direction of the ball.
"Could these villagers be fake?"
"Fake?" The bodyguard was puzzled, "How can people be fake?"
"That's right," another man rubbed his swollen arm, "They hit me It’s not light when you’re playing.”
Jiang Wenxue interrupted impatiently: “I mean, these villagers are not really locals, could they have been invited to act?”
“Acting?”
Jiang Wenxue: "Think about it, thousands of years have passed since the great migration of human beings, how could there still be people on the earth?"
"Yes," the bodyguard nodded, "Actually, I was super shocked when I saw that little boy this afternoon. There will be no one in the world, and there is no city here."
"Yes," Jiang Wenxue continued to add, "Even if I assume the most extreme situation, if some people are really left out of the great immigration, they will definitely be a minority among the minority. It is just a small tribe with dozens of inheritances A hundred years is considered pretty good, how could it be possible to still be here thousands of years ago?"
Everyone agreed: "You're right."
Jiang Wenxue was recognized, and immediately analyzed with more enthusiasm: "Not to mention that the earth's resources were exhausted a thousand years ago, Under such harsh conditions, it is difficult for human beings to even survive, so how can it be passed down to the present?”
The bodyguard next to him kept nodding, and someone helped to add: “And they don’t speak the common language of the ancient earth, if they are native humans If so, it’s also very strange.”
“That’s right,” Jiang Wenxue made a final decision, “So I suspect that these villagers are not native ancient Earthlings at all, but actors invited by the program crew.”
No one doubted Jiang Wenxue It's just that one of the bodyguards glanced at the ball in the dark night, and then asked: "Then why did the show crew invite such a group of actors?"
Having said that, what else could it be for?
A group of actors were specially invited to pretend to be native humans, and only Jiang Ran, Xu Yang and others were allowed to stay, while the others would be kicked out as soon as they entered the village.
But whoever thinks about who has benefited will know what it is for.
But in front of countless viewers in the live broadcast room, Jiang Wenxue still chose to restrain herself temporarily.
It is not powerful to tell the truth directly. The audience has to guess, discuss, dig, and finally come up with an answer they agree with.
She understands this set of public opinion tactics very well.
"Maybe it's to test us."
Jiang Wenxue showed a simple smile.
Chapter 113 Life Forbidden Zone 12
The next day, the sky was bright.
The local villagers started to work early, and Jiang Ran and others were embarrassed to fall asleep, so they got up very early.
Mulati had already gone to herd the sheep, while Gulandam and her husband stayed at home to entertain guests. They enthusiastically took everyone to the living room, invited everyone to drink morning tea, and invited them to appreciate a painting handed down from their ancestors for generations.
Fu Bai and the others couldn't understand the local dialect, so after drinking their morning tea, they began to look curiously at the paintings they showed off as treasures.
It was a pair of portraits, depicting two women grazing cattle.
"Hey, take a quick look!" Fu Bai discovered something: "Does the person on the left in the portrait look
a bit like Jiang Ran?"
..."
As she spoke, she kept turning her head to compare the frozen portrait with the dynamic people around her, and finally nodded affirmatively after a while, "It's really similar."
Everyone was a little excited for a while, and wanted to talk to the person Jiang Ran Let me share my new discovery. However, Jiang Ran was chatting with the two masters. They all looked very focused. Gulandam even danced and danced. It was inconvenient for everyone to interrupt them for a while, so they had to continue the conversation in a low voice.
"This should be their ancestors, right?"
"It's possible, otherwise why would it be specially hung in the main hall?"
Fu Bai suddenly realized: "No wonder Gulandam was only enthusiastic about Jiang Ran yesterday, and he treated us like watching the air Same, so it's because Jiang Ran looks alike to their ancestors!"
"That makes sense!"
"Maybe Jiang Ran is from the same family as them, but they just stay here and reach the stars?"
"No Shouldn't it?" Zeng Pei still felt wrong after thinking about it, "Didn't they all stay here? Where did they come from?"
"Maybe someone sneaked out to participate in immigration?" Fu Bai still affirmed his guess, "There are many possibilities."
"I can't say that,"
Xu Yang frowned slightly: "The family chooses Stay on the earth, don’t speculate like this, if you have any doubts, you can ask Jiang Ran for help.”
“Okay,” Fu Bai smiled sheepishly, a little embarrassed, “Just guess.”
Xu Yang: “You It ’s not right.”
“Where is it wrong?” Fu Bai felt that his logic was still very correct.
"Look carefully at the costumes of the people in the painting, and then think about the costumes of the villagers you saw yesterday."
Yesterday, everyone came directly to stay overnight with a very clear purpose. There were not many villagers who met, and those who could recall the specific costumes Mainly Gulandam.
The color of her clothes is very bright, and there is a colorful apron tied around her waist, which is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. She is decorated with decorative belts composed of various gemstones, beads, and silver dollar buckles. When walking, sitting and sleeping, the jewels reflect the sunlight. The color, the radiance, the touching.
Although the other villagers didn't see much, they vaguely remembered that the woman's dress was basically the same as hers from a casual glance at night.
Look at the two people in the painting again.
They dress alike, but they are completely different from the local villagers, and they are self-contained.
In contrast, the local villagers are dressed in fancy clothes, like a classic folk costume exhibition, while the people in the painting are dressed very simply, with long sleeves and trousers, and almost no decorations, as if they can get into the deep mountains in the next second Old Linden High Adventure.
Fu Bai looked at the painting and then at Jiang Ran, feeling very subtle: "Why do I feel that the people in the painting are dressed like Jiang Ran?"
Ren Xiayang also agreed with him. Although there are some differences in the details of the clothes, the styles are indeed very similar.
But no matter what, Fu Bai finally understood what Xu Yang meant.
The dress of the people in the painting is very different from that of the local villagers, so they should not be their ancestors.
"Is there a possibility that the costumes of the local people have changed a lot after being passed down for thousands of years?" Fu Bai struggled.
Xu Yang retorted: "The style may change, but the style is always the same. Moreover, there is only a small group of adherents here, and there is no huge population base, so it is not easy to change."
Xu Yang analyzed to this point, Fu Bai also I can't say anything.
He smiled mischievously, and took another sip of the local milk tea.
I have to say, the food here is still very tasty.
At the end of the morning tea, Jiang Ran also finished talking with the host, and everyone immediately went up to ask them what they were talking about, and what was going on with the painting.
Jiang Ran's expression was a little strange when he heard this.
"It's nothing special," she said with erratic eyes, "it's just a souvenir left by the locals."
Of course, everyone didn't let her go so easily.
Especially Fu Bai, whose conjecture was just denied by Xu Yang, now is the time to be most curious about the truth.
Jiang Ran was so entangled that he had no choice but to say simply: "The pictures are the former guests of the local villagers. When they came to visit, they taught them something. The locals drew a portrait of them as a commemoration, which happened to protect them. Good job, it’s been passed down to today, nothing special.”
When Jiang Ran was speaking, Xu Yang had been staring at her expression closely, and it was easy to notice that her eyes were wandering, she didn’t dare to look at everyone in front of her at all, and her body was also twitching. Very stiff.
Obviously, either lied or didn't tell the whole story.
The suspicious thing is that Jiang Ran has always been in a stable mood, and he doesn't write drafts when he tells lies, so why did he lose his composure when he got a portrait of a stranger, showing his emotions?
What's so special about this painting?
Fu Bai obviously didn't think so much. He was dissatisfied with Jiang Ran's statement and shouted, "Who are you lying to? You just chatted with Gulandam and the others for so long, how could it be so simple!"
"You're the one who lied !" Jiang Ran didn't seem to have much confidence in his own words, but raised his tone, "We're just chatting! What can I tell you about family affairs!"
Of course Fu Bai didn't believe it, but he couldn't help Jiang Ran.
Only she can understand the local dialect, and she doesn't want to speak, who can get the information out of her mind?
Fu Bai snorted, and muttered: "When the competition is over, I will definitely learn the lingua franca of the ancient earth, and then I will pack a starship and come over to ask!"
Ren Xiayang patted him on the shoulder, and said with righteous indignation: "It's also me! One!" The
last time they said this, Jiang Ran didn't care, but this was the second time, and his attitude seemed to be much more serious than the last time.
Jiang Ran knew that this was not the lingua franca of the ancient earth at all. If they had to learn it hard, they would still find that the goods were not right, and they couldn't bear it for a while.
Jiang Ran thought for a while, and asked, "How are your grades in history class
?
" Ran said, "The common language of the ancient earth is at least dozens of times more difficult than your history class. If you really plan to learn it, do you still have time to play games?
" Forget it, the new Galaxy Fast Attack series will be released soon, I'd better study my professional field!"
Xu Yang couldn't listen anymore.
"Is there a possibility that you can realize the freedom of communication just by buying a universal translator, and you don't need to learn it from scratch?"
Everyone: "..."
After staying on the earth for a long time, the way of thinking has degenerated.
At the same time, there was a lot of noise in Jiang Ran's live broadcast room.
[I watched Jiang Wenxue's live broadcast yesterday, and now I only have one question...]
[What are you dawdling about upstairs! Let me ask for you: Are these villagers actors invited by the program group? ]
[Actor? What actor? 】
Many people were puzzled, and someone immediately recounted Jiang Wenxue's analysis last night, and gained many supporters.
[If you say this, I also feel a bit like it. The uninhabited deserted star has a survivor, which is really a good marketing topic]
[And only Jiang Ran can talk to the locals, which is really a big deal. Xueba character design]
[I am a language-related major, I just want to say that it is not the lingua franca of the ancient earth at all, okay! None of the words match, it's just talking indiscriminately, right? Speechless]
[Wait, upstairs are you a language major? Do you skip classes more than usual? Can you not be ashamed and conspicuous outside if you don't learn the professional courses well? ]
[Crowd watching and eating melons, what did he say wrong? Let me explain in detail]
[Jiang Ran and the locals did not speak the common language of the ancient earth, but they definitely did not just make up random words. The morphemes in their dialogue often appear repeatedly, which is one of the typical manifestations of logical language. Even this cannot be seen. Don't use the signboard of linguistics, okay? ]
[But Jiang Ran said it was the lingua franca of the ancient earth! ]
[Yes, then you have to ask Jiang Ran! She doesn't write drafts when she lies, why do you still believe what you listen to, why are you like Fu Bai? ]
[Eh...]
[Actually, I also want to say that judging from the painting that Gulandam showed, this can't be a random prop]
[Can you tell me in detail? I don't want to eat melons, but I just want to pay homage to the knowledge of the big guys (dog head.jpg)]
[If you look carefully, you will find that the way the painting is framed is very, very old, so old that I have never seen it :) In fact, since the 138th year of the Federal Era, the way of storing antiquities has changed It has been completely updated, and now some so-called antiques that imitate the ancient earth have adopted the new technology after that, and professionals can tell that they are fake at a glance, and I have never seen this preservation technology, so...you understand, right? ]
[I understand, I understand! As expected of a boss! ]
[Eating melons until I ate my head... I just bought an antique of the ancient earth last month, but I seem to have seen that preservation method in other places before...]
[You are not alone upstairs, I Also...]
[So, it's impossible for the program team to collect a batch of antiques just for a play, right? That price... Hehe, I'm afraid it will scare you if I say it out】
【Understood, I understand! Big guy! 】
【Finally there is something I can understand. ]
[No need to ask, they almost slipped away when the boss was talking about linguistics before]
[Hey, this group of Starnet netizens are not strong enough]
[Please snipe accurately, don’t promote all netizens, thank you]
Capital Star , the Jiang family.
Jiang Wenxue's assistant received the communication.
The other party faltered and said: "Miss Jiang's words have too many loopholes, we really can't get it right." The
assistant couldn't understand: "Aren't you a navy soldier? Conversing black and white should be your specialty?"
"Really not, You should hurry up and hire another Gao Ming!" The
other party hung up the communication after finishing speaking.
Chapter 114 Life Forbidden Zone 13
Everyone stopped for a while, but curiosity finally got the upper hand, and they began to pester Jiang Ran again, asking her to tell me what was going on with the painting.
Jiang Ran's patience wasn't very good either. After refusing twice to no avail, he talked to Gu Landam for a few words, and the other party enthusiastically pulled everyone to teach them local handicrafts.
"I, can I not learn?" Fu Bai looked at the flannelette and needlework in front of him, his face ashen.
"No," Jiang Ran, the culprit, gloated, "I told Gulandam that you like the handmade products here very much and want to learn from her."
Ren Xiayang subconsciously said, "I never said that! Gu Landam
couldn't understand what he meant, but felt that his tone was passionate, and thought that he couldn't wait, so he pulled Ren Xiayang to sit on the kang, and then stuffed the flannelette and needlework into his arms.
Ren Xiayang: "..." It
seems that there is no way to refuse.
There was always a language barrier. Everyone had no choice but to take advantage of Jiang Ran's bad move. They could only sit down obediently and follow Gulandam's slow-down movements to learn bit by bit.
Gulandam taught them to make the "Kuleta" hat, which is the most commonly worn hat by Tajik women.
Kuleta is usually sewn with velveteen and connected to the earrings. It is very thick and warm, and is suitable for wearing in the alpine and cold regions of the plateau.
Local people like bright colors, and Kuleta is no exception. It often uses bright red, golden yellow, and purple, and the colorful patterns are very beautiful and eye-catching.
Good-looking is good-looking, but it stumped all the handicraft novices present. Stitching and sewing is already very difficult, but the mixing of colors and the matching of colors are also considered, which makes people dizzy and doesn't know how to start.
Fu Bai couldn't help sighing: "Jiang Ran is such a devil, I will never mess with her again."
Even Zeng Pei felt that he had no way to start, and couldn't help muttering: "If you kill an enemy by one thousand, you will lose eight hundred, and she has to follow suit. Why bother everyone?"
Xu Yang: "No, she didn't hurt yourself."
Zeng Pei : "Why? She's not..."
As soon as he raised his head, Zeng Pei swallowed the words that were already on his lips.
I saw that Jiang Ran was concentrating on it without squinting. With his fingers flying, various flannelettes were spliced together quickly. After a while, the appearance of the exquisite finished product had already begun to emerge.
"Did she cheat?" Fu Bai looked down at the messy velvet in his hand, then looked up at the semi-finished exquisite velvet hat in Jiang Ran's hand, almost doubting his life, "How can you learn so fast? It's too unscientific Right?"
"Maybe she has learned it before..."
Xu Yang paused before saying, "I have learned similar crafts." During the
conversation, Jiang Ran's progress accelerated a lot.
The sewing of velvet hats is different from knitting and embroidery. It does not need to accumulate stitches and stitches slowly. It only needs to sew together large and small velveteen pieces. If you are skilled, it can be done very quickly.
After a while, Jiang Ran's hat was ready before the others had finished sewing the first piece of cloth.
Even Gulandam was amazed and praised her with words and gestures.
Jiang Ran's speed is so inhuman that everyone is no longer envious.
However, just as they wanted to calm down and focus on the work in hand, they found that Gulandam was looking at them eagerly.
It seemed to say: Jiang Ran can do it, so can you!
Everyone: "..."
They really can't!
Seeing their miserable situation, Jiang Ran didn't have the slightest sympathy, only gloating.
Who told them to come up to bother her? It would be nice to have some innocuous lessons.
Everyone was struggling to learn handicrafts. Jiang Ran had nothing to do, so he went out for a stroll and checked whether Mulati was fishing again. When he came back, he found that the progress of the others was not over half.
"Why are you so slow?" Jiang Ran was a little surprised.
Everyone: "..."
Is there a possibility that you are too fast?
Idle is idle, others are still doing handicrafts in pain, Jiang Ran borrowed a piece of bamboo from Gulandam, took a small knife, and sat next to everyone to slowly cut it.
Fu Bai's attention was quickly attracted by her: "What are you doing?"
"Bamboo..." Ren Xiayang recalled the good memories, and swallowed, "Do you want to make bamboo rice for us?"
Jiang Ran Wuyu: "It's not dark yet, can you stop dreaming?"
"Then what is this?" Ren Xiayang asked disappointedly.
Jiang Ran didn't raise his head: "It's a musical instrument."
Fu Bai wondered: "It doesn't look like it!"
Jiang Ran laughed: "Isn't it normal that you don't know something like a musical instrument?"
Fu Bai : "..."
"Why did you suddenly think of making a musical instrument?" Zeng Pei's attention was also attracted.
At this time, Jiang Ran didn't hide it: "Tomorrow is the Tajik Chidir Festival. According to the usual practice, there will be a singing and dancing party in the village at night. I cut a bamboo flute, which can be used as an accompaniment at the party. "
Fu Bai was a little nervous: "Then do we have to prepare well?"
"No, don't worry." Jiang Ran said.
Just a few seconds after everyone's heart was hanging, Jiang Ran continued: "If you don't know accompaniment, you can sing or dance, just choose one. Of course, singing and dancing is the best.
" Ren Xiayang: "..."
Fu Bai with disjointed limbs: "..." As the
saying goes, what you are afraid of will come.
Everyone here has no experience in singing and dancing performances, and they are all worried about the singing and dancing party in the evening. At this time, the time at noon flies by very quickly.
After everyone awkwardly sewed some strange or ugly velvet hats, it was already dark, and the villagers outside the house walked back and forth to prepare for the party, which was very lively.
Looking out of the window, a huge bonfire was lit outside. I don't know where the villagers get dry firewood in such a cold and humid plateau area.
Not long after the preparations for the party were completed, Gulandam enthusiastically led everyone to the bonfire.
When they arrived at the place, the villagers were already singing lively songs, and some young people even danced a pas de deux with their companions. Fu Bai swallowed
nervously: "Jiang Ran...don't you bring a musical instrument? Would you like to borrow it from me later?"
On Bai's head: "Do you know what this is? Do you know how to use it?"
Ren Xiayang also smiled wryly: "Then can you play a song? I haven't been so nervous for a long time."
This is a simple request, Jiang Ran But he didn't refuse again.
The melodious sound of the flute soon drifted away.
Jiang Ran's playing style is also very special, with a strong sense of rhythm, which escapes the long sound characteristics of the bamboo flute itself, showing a kind of open and heroic.
Xu Yang listened very carefully to the piece played by Jiang Ran, and soon found that it was very consistent with the songs and dances that the villagers were singing and dancing, no matter in terms of pitch, rhythm or melody. It seems to be well matched.
Of course, the singing and dancing villagers also discovered this, and the dancing young people expressed surprise and praise to Jiang Ran with their own appearances.
The worst is Fu Bai and others.
They came late and didn't attract the attention of the villagers who were already singing and dancing enthusiastically. However, Jiang Ran's accompaniment caught everyone's attention.
Now they can't be transparent people, and soon someone will come and pull them to dance together.
Fu Bai was pulled to the side of the bonfire with both hands and feet, and turned his head to look at Jiang Ran with difficulty, his eyes were full of resentment.
Ren Xiayang didn't get any better. An enthusiastic Tajik girl took his arm and wanted to teach him to sing local songs.
Most of the Tajik music is in Arabic style. The singing at the party is mainly song and dance, and everyone's harmony is mixed together. If you want to fish in troubled waters, it is not too difficult.
After Ren Xiayang discovered this, not long after he breathed a sigh of relief, a young man at the party got excited, jumped to the bonfire on the spot, and sang a passionate big song.
The little girl was also very excited, tugging on Ren Xiayang's sleeves to teach him to sing again. Ren Xiayang wanted to refuse, but looking at the little girl's sparkling excited eyes, he still didn't have the nerve to refuse in the end, so he could only continue to learn bitterly, and the difficulty was much higher than before.
Fu Bai was even worse than him.
The most famous dance of the Tajik people is the eagle dance, which is also danced by most people at the party.
This is a kind of pas de deux. The dancers will use their limbs to imitate the various movements of the eagle, including spreading its wings, flying around, and so on. During the dance, many postures are performed with the help of the partner.
Fu Bai didn't know how to dance this kind of dance at all, so of course it was impossible to help his partner to pose, he could only helplessly being stretched by his partner and making poses.
Fu Bai's dancing partner is a bold young man.
I don't know if it's because the locals are used to doing physical work, but his physical strength is particularly good, and his strength is also particularly strong.
When Fu Bai was pressed down by his waist, he felt that his body was about to be broken into two parts, and he couldn't even breathe.
Standing by the side, Jiang Ran couldn't help showing a smile when he saw everyone's "wonderful" performance.
However, it didn't take long for Gulandam to come over and invite her to dance together.
Jiang Ran: "I'll be the accompanist here."
Gu Landam: "Oh! There are plenty of accompanists in the village, and you are not missing! Come and dance! Let's go together!"
Jiang Ran: "No, I... "
Only halfway through the words, she was pulling me forward, and I couldn't refuse at all.
I have to say that the strength of the locals is really great.
A one-night event, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.
The party lasted for a long time, and when the moon was in the sky, people left one after another.
When everyone finally returned to the yard where they rested, Fu Bai's whole body was already stiff, and Ren Xiayang's voice was also a little hoarse.
Zeng Pei got used to it quickly, and still had the energy to ask Jiang Ran a question: "The villagers here should all know that we are the descendants of human immigrants, right? Why don't you... wonder about our situation?"
You know, they are I have always been very curious about the legacy of the Tajik people.
If it weren't for the language barrier, and Jiang Ran refused to help them translate well, I'm afraid he would have to ask them all about their thousands of years of history by now.
"Why are you curious?" Jiang Ran thought for a while and said, "A donkey who has been to Mecca is still a donkey."
"Donkey?" Zeng Pei was very confused.
"This is a local proverb, which probably means..."
Jiang Ran paused: "Even after learning the ancient Earth language, Fu Bai still thinks about playing games all day long, and Ren Xiayang still thinks about rice in bamboo tubes, you... "
Stop! Stop! Stop!"
Zeng Pei waved his hands again and again, interrupting her hurriedly: "I don't want to know anymore."
Jiang Ran smiled.
Fu Bai next to him expressed dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with playing games? You don't even know if you don't play games. You have lost a lot of happiness in this life!"
Ren Xiayang raised his head and asked expectantly: "Then you can make us another bamboo tube meal Food? The last time I had it was in the rainforest! It's been a long time!"
Jiang Ran ignored them, and only raised an eyebrow at Zeng Pei.
Zeng Pei sighed, fully understanding what Jiang Ran meant.
Before returning to the room, Fu Bai patted his sore thigh and asked: "I'm so tired today, how should I
go tomorrow?
" It took a day."
"That's right, after Jiang Wenxue and the others were kicked out of the village, they must have continued on their way, and we will fall behind."
"Yes, yes!"
"..."
Jiang Ran did not participate in this topic , just listened in silence.
Xu Yang secretly watched her reaction, and found that her previously excited mood suddenly cooled down.
Chapter 115 Life Forbidden Zone 14
As Xu Yang expected, when everyone packed their bags and prepared to start again the next day, Jiang Ran did not choose to go on the road with everyone.
Fu Bai was very shocked: "You won't go with us? Then what are you going to do?"
Ren Xiayang also advised her: "If you don't want to part with the delicious food here, we can come back after climbing that snow peak Stay for a few days!"
"Do you think I'm you?" Jiang Ran laughed, "Gulandam invited me to stay until the Qidil Festival, the kindness is hard to turn down, I will accompany them to celebrate the festival before leaving. "
"But we are already one day behind schedule," Fu Bai said with a tangled expression, "If we stay one more day, we will easily be overtaken."
"Yes," Ren Xiayang echoed, "It's fine for the others, if Jiang Wenxue and the others Taking advantage of these two days to overtake the front and snatch the first place, I asked you whether you are willing to respond?"
"So I am the only one staying for the festival."
Jiang Ran asked: "Did you forget that I did not play this season's competition?" Participate?"
Everyone: "..." I
really forgot.
Jiang Ran helped them pack their luggage together: "So, I will leave it to you to rush to get the rankings. I can't bear this burden, so I can only stay with Gulandam for the holidays, and say goodbye to you for leaving early. I apologize."
Everyone: "..."
I always feel that something is not right.
Zeng Pei frowned, and just about to say something, Jiang Ran stuffed the packed luggage into her arms, and made a cheering gesture to her.
Ren Xiayang also felt that this was not good. Just as he was about to suggest that everyone should stay with her for one more day, Jiang Ran patted him on the shoulder and began to imagine for them the bright prospect of winning the championship in three days on the day of departure today.
Zeng Pei and Ren Xiayang: "..."
Fu Bai was not in the mood at all. He was moved by Jiang Ran's beautiful blueprint. He packed his bags on the spot and prepared to march towards the championship trophy full of confidence.
After all, Zeng Pei and Ren Xiayang were still participating in the competition, and Jiang Ran's reason seemed very reasonable, so he couldn't refute it for a while.
Before leaving, Xu Yang suddenly withdrew from the group of people who were all ready to go: "I think about it carefully, it's better to go after the festival, you go first."
"No?" Fu Bai yelled, "You two Everyone has to be separated from the group, so there is no sense of collective honor, do you know that?"
"What you said is very reasonable, but you seem to have forgotten one thing."
Xu Yang smiled: "I am "Back to Earth" The producer of ", came to Earth more to observe the competition, not to win the first place."
Fu Bai looked at him firmly.
Xu Yang looked back without changing his expression.
"Speaking so much, you two just want to be lazy, right?" Fu Bai questioned his soul.
Xu Yang paused: "So what?"
"Hey, the world is getting worse, the world is getting worse."
Ren Xiayang also shook his head vigorously: "It's fine for you to be lazy, why do you still call our competition model worker Jiang Ran Are they all infected?"
Xu Yang: "..."
Xu Yang had no choice but to take the blame, and after being heavily criticized, everyone finally stopped hesitating and walked up the mountain according to the path Jiang Ran pointed out.
Xu Yang suddenly decided to stay, and Jiang Ran didn't ask any further questions.
Today is indeed the Tajik's Chidir Festival. According to the custom, every household has to move the furniture outside the house, and then mix the flour into a paste and paint it on the walls.
The Gulandam family was overwhelmed, so they brought her and Xu Yang to help early.
Xu Yang also kept an eye on Jiang Ran.
He knew that Jiang Ran was not in a good mood today, so he took advantage of the time to spread the batter on her face, just like spreading cakes in ancient times.
Jiang Ran was not willing to suffer from being dumb for nothing, so he turned his head and tattooed a "flower" on the wall he had just plastered.
No one took advantage, and Mr. Gulandam got angry, and slipped a person with one hand, gave him a good lesson, and forbade them to play around again.
After everyone calmed down and worked together to wipe the wall, the speed was much faster.
Not long after, the walls of the house were decorated with patterns of various shapes.
After everything was ready, Mulati led a yak into the house, fed some naan, and sprinkled flour on the yak, and everyone prayed together for the prosperity of both people and animals in the new year.
After finishing the process, Jiang Ran and Xu Yang helped move the furniture back into the house, and then the villagers began to arrange each other and wish each other well. The host stood at the door of the house to welcome the guests and sprinkled flour on the shoulders of the guests to wish auspicious new year.
The village became more and more lively, young people sang and danced, and some raced horses and wrestled.
Mulati didn't forget about Jiang Ran, and came to ask her if she wanted to go to the horse race together. Jiang Ran thought about it, but still refused.
The village is full of gongs and drums, and the voices are full of people.
Jiang Ran stood at the door and looked at the noisy crowd, and walked outside without staying long.
Xu Yang quickly followed, only half a step behind her.
"Have you been here before?" Xu Yang asked.
"Didn't you already guess it?" Jiang Ran said without looking back.
Xu Yang fell silent for a moment.
He didn't expect Jiang Ran to expose it directly.
As Jiang Ran said, he had already guessed that Jiang Ran was familiar with this place.
From the foretelling that there will be flocks of sheep on the plateau during the Pamir Highway, to the ability to blow the whistle of herdsmen to drive sheep, to the familiarity with the local language, and the reluctance to climb K2, and even the unwillingness to take the field earlier Set in the Pamir Plateau...
All this shows that this place is special to Jiang Ran, and she must have been here before.
While thinking, Jiang Ran stopped, and Xu Yang subconsciously followed. When he looked up, he realized that it was a lake.
White sand, deep blue lake water.
The sand is still, but the water is moving.
The two are overlapped together, every movement and stillness, reflecting a rare beauty.
"This is called Baisha Lake."
Jiang Ran said: "It is said that during the dry season, the distant lake dried up, and the sand at the bottom of the lake was gradually blown here by the wind. Over time, it gradually gathered into this small desert. She stood by the
beach and scooped up a handful of water. Dark drops of water slowly leaked from between her fingers: "The glaciers on the plateau melted and gradually flowed here, eventually becoming a white sand lake on this plateau."
" You are really familiar with this place."
"Because it is very suitable for taking pictures."
Xu Yang knew that she was secretly changing the concept.
He just meant that Jiang Ran was very familiar with the Pamirs, but after Jiang Ran said it, he was familiar with Baisha Lake.
But Xu Yang still didn't expose this point.
Jiang Ran managed to be straightforward before, but he didn't expect the tentacles that had just been protruded to shrink back so quickly.
It is obvious that she is really sensitive to this land and cares too much.
While thinking about it, the wind swept across the calm lake, bringing a slight coolness when it brushed the faces of the two of them.
Xu Yang was not used to the temperature on the plateau, so he couldn't help shivering.
Jiang Ran was considerate and said: "If you feel cold, go back first. The temperature difference here is very big, and if you don't pay attention, you can easily catch a cold."
"I'm not cold," Xu Yang rubbed his nose awkwardly, "The gust of wind just now was a bit rough It's okay."
Jiang Ran stared at him for a while, but didn't try to persuade him again.
"You just need to know it in your heart," she said lightly, "Your body is your own, and no one can control you." The
two remained silent for a while.
There is silence on the plateau, and even the wind rarely blows.
After a while, Xu Yang asked: "Have you been here before... are you here to shoot?"
Jiang Ran nodded: "The scenery here is very special, and the people are also very special. You are elsewhere...whether it is the capital planet or the earth. You can’t see Baisha Lake like this in other places.”
Jiang Ran half-closed his eyes, revealing a look of reminiscence: “The temperature in Pamir in winter will exceed minus 40 degrees, and it will be covered with snow everywhere. It's cold, it's so cold that it makes people cry."
Speaking of this, Jiang Ran seemed to think of something, suddenly laughed a little, but soon calmed down again: "At that time, the shooting equipment was not as advanced as it is now, we had to put the equipment in the down jacket to warm up, so that we could barely go The next shot... But after everything around is covered with snow, the environment is very simple, the picture is also very clean, it can be put into the camera very well... I like this feeling."
Xu Yang didn't speak for a while.
While being brought into her dream-like memories by Jiang Ran's description, he couldn't help thinking...
the technology of playing with the ball has been around for 20 years. What is the era of backward equipment that Jiang Ran mentioned? how long ago?
The appearance of the little wolf interrupted Jiang Ran's memories and Xu Yang's meditation.
I don't know when it ran out, and ran to Jiang Ran's side, picking up her trouser legs with its still immature teeth.
When both of them were attracted by it, the little wolf let go of Jiang Ran's trouser legs and let out a "woo woo" twice.
"Is it hungry?" Xu Yang asked.
"No one is hungry for it," Jiang Ran leaned down and grabbed the little wolf's head, "I just fed it before coming out."
Xu Yang: "Then it is..."
Jiang Ran: "It's boring, I want to be coaxed by someone."
Not long after the words fell, the little wolf, who was comfortable being massaged, narrowed his sapphire blue eyes, and his half-length but not short tail swayed rhythmically from side to side.
"That's why I like this place."
Jiang Ran squatted by the lake, rubbing the little wolf's chin and said, "All creatures are equal. If you have kindness to animals, they will get close to you. You If you hold malice towards it, it will also spit out its fierce teeth at you."
"Then it may not like me very much." Xu Yang, who has been neglected by the little wolf until now, said.
"No," Jiang Ran told the truth calmly, "It just likes me too much."
Xu Yang: "..."
"Bang!"
There was a sudden loud noise from the direction of the village.
The little wolf shuddered, turned around and ran back immediately, took two steps and then turned back to look at the two unresponsive humans. Seeing that they didn't move, as if they hated iron, they scraped the snow with their paws. He ran to the village without looking back.
Xu Yang was a little worried: "What was that sound just now? Shall we go back and have a look? What if something happens..."
"Don't worry," Jiang Ran said, "That's the sound of fireworks. It's a festival. There is no danger to come to celebrate." Just as the words
fell, a series of shocking sounds came one after another, making the silent Baisha Lake also dyed a bit of rhythmic color.
The bamboo flute that Jiang Ran had cut earlier happened to be still on her body, so she took it out and played it according to the occasion and the occasional sound of fireworks and applause behind her.
Xu Yang listened carefully to her rhythm.
The tune that corresponds to the atmosphere is full of joy, but it is inexplicably quieter than at the party. It seems to mix the silence of Baisha Lake and the joy of festivals, mixing a special beauty that makes people want to be intoxicated.
Suddenly, a snowflake came from nowhere and landed on Jiang Ran's fingertips, and the dynamic colors immediately attracted Xu Yang's attention.
Against the backdrop of pure white snowflakes, the color of Jiang Ran's skin is more vivid.
Under such a comparison, Xu Yang suddenly noticed that there were many bright red bloodshots crawling on the skin on the back of Jiang Ran's hand.
His biology is not bad, and he knows that it is a typical manifestation of blood circulation disorders caused by the external environment being too cold.
"Let's go back." Xu Yang said.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ran put down the bamboo flute and looked at him with some puzzlement.
"It's too cold here, I can't bear it."
Xu Yang shivered artificially while talking.
"Didn't you just say you're fine?"
"Isn't this the stamina just coming up?"
"Okay, if you want to come out later, you remember to wear more clothes."
"Definitely!"