Lao Huang often reports fake cases, and when the wolf comes, he calls it too much, and Song Qingyun doesn't take it seriously.

The last time it was Mei Yong's family who came for vacation, he didn't report that he was a volunteer, which made the poor households and village cadres very happy, but the result was a happy moment.

This time should be no exception. So, who is here?

Song Qingyun thought for a long time, but since she couldn't figure it out, she didn't think about it anymore.

While talking, he and Lao Dian had already arrived at the playground of the village primary school.

This place is quite large. The school had been demolished thirty years ago and turned into a large open space.

At first, the open space was covered with weeds and shrubs, just like a piece of psoriasis growing in the village, which was really unsightly. Song Qingyun organized the villagers to level the ground, wrote another application, took time to go to the Cultural and Sports Bureau, and applied for a complete set of fitness equipment to install on the open space.

With these bright yellow equipment, it looks much pleasing. However, the villagers don’t understand: What, let us exercise our muscles and exercise? We are not strong enough to go to the fields every day. When we get home after a day of tiredness, we just want to drink a sip of corn wine and watch TV on the lounge chair. If you want us to move, you will get sick by overwork.

In this way, the entire set of fitness equipment was wasted and no one touched it. Only Song Qingyun hanged it on the horizontal bar from time to time, which attracted the curiosity of the villagers.

On weekdays, quilts are hung on the equipment, or mats, dried radishes, kohlrabi, etc., which are considered waste utilization.

Our Secretary Xiao Song's national fitness exercise was a charming look on the blind man.

When they arrived at the place and looked closely, Song Qingyun and Lao Dian were both surprised.

I saw two RVs and two vans parked there, and there was obviously a group of tourists who drove themselves.

The RV is fine, and passengers can eat and live there, while the owner of the van set up a tent on the open space and tied the ropes of the tent to the fitness equipment.

The four cars belonged to four families, about twenty tourists, and dozens of villagers who came to see the crowd, which suddenly turned into a market and became lively.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and several families began to prepare for dinner. They fetched water from the ditch next to them and started washing rice and vegetables.

Lao Dian was a little annoyed at first sight and said to Song Qingyun: "Secretary Song, these people actually took over our fitness equipment. I'll let them all go."

Song Qingyun smiled: "The visitors are all guests, so there is no need. Besides, no one uses these equipment normally."

Lao Dian: "That's right, I won't care when the Chinese New Year is coming."

Among the four cars, two breads are Tuan and Changan, and the two RVs are B-type Wuling and C-type Datong.

The most expensive one is Chase, and this pedestal is also led by Chase owners.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a short black sleeve and strings on his wrist. He also brought his wife and a daughter about ten years old.

The middle-aged man was cutting bacon on the chopping board in the car, while his wife washed vegetables below and threw the leaves everywhere. As for his youngest daughter, she jumped out lively among the crowd outside, and soon played with her aunt who came to watch the fun.

Song Qingyun walked into the car and introduced himself that he was the first secretary of the village. The village party secretary and the village chief were not there. He is now in charge of the village affairs.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and shook it with him, saying that his name was Lao Guo, who worked in a large company in the provincial capital, and worked in the middle. Isn’t this the children’s winter vacation? They took annual leave, so they made an appointment with relatives and friends to come out to play.

"Secretary Song, do you agree that we park our car here to play?"

Song Qingyun laughed: "Why not allow it? We are very remote here, and there are no outsiders coming here. Once someone enters the village, we are very welcome. However, can you tell your wife and companions not to litter. The vegetable leaves are fine and can degrade naturally. If it is plastic bags and beverage bottles, it will be troublesome. Our village will let the village cadres take the lead in cleaning every month. Only when the environment is good can it develop sustainably. Green waters and green mountains are gold and silver mountains!"

Lao Guo was a little embarrassed and stretched out his head to his wife and his peers and shouted: "Don't throw garbage around, put it in bags, and take it out of the village. Look at the fellow villagers who are so enthusiastic, we can't cause trouble for others."

Song Qingyun smiled: "No need, there is a garbage can in the village."

Lao Guo shouted again: "There are garbage cans in the village, so you can sort them out."

Song Qingyun laughed again in his heart, "I dare not do this in the village by sorting garbage." Hongshi Village is different from the provincial capital. The villagers cannot realize that. If you dare to sort garbage today, the fellow villagers will dare to tear you tomorrow."

This was the first time Song Qingyun entered the RV. She was curious and looked at the furnishings inside. She was also amazed by the old dancers around her: "Secretary Song, people in this provincial capital are really good at playing!"

Lao Guo enthusiastically introduced the facilities inside to the two.

I saw that there was a huge space inside, with a bed hanging from behind, and a household air conditioner was hung. Originally, this thing was not needed in winter, but Hongshi was too hot, and the bed was covered with down jackets and sweaters, and the air conditioner was turned on with cold air. Lao Guo and his family were wearing short-sleeved shirts and couldn't help but think that this place was so cool. The people outside were shaking cold, but summer was spent here.

In addition to the air conditioning, there is also a TV hanging on the beam of the front carport. On the front of the bed are train seats and tables, and next to it is a stove, with a pool and an induction cooker.

Looking at the outside inside, Lao Guo took Song Qingyun and Lao to the rear of the car, opened the door, and there was a bathroom behind him, so he could take a shower.

The car doesn't look big, but it has a unique world inside.

It’s still the same thing as the old man: People in the provincial capital are really good at playing!

Our province is nicknamed Mahjong, a foodie, and a spicy hot pot. Everyone is very passionate about everything related to food, drink, and entertainment. This is a big show.

Just as I was watching, someone had already cooked a pot of hand-grinded coffee over there.

Lao Guo pulled the car side in a magical way, pulled out a table, brought a chair, and asked Song Qingyun to sit down and have coffee.

He smiled and said that today all the colleagues from the company were all from the company and they all like to go out to play. I heard that the scenery here is good and I plan to celebrate the New Year in Hongshi Village. I have caused trouble for Secretary Song. Please take care of you.

Mrs. Guo was probably yelled by Lao Guo to not throw vegetables and leaves. She was unhappy and said, "Your company is a group of playful and playful people. You want to go out for a little money. As soon as the company made some performance, she was happy to spend it. By the way, two years ago, Xiao Tao from your department was washed away by the water while camping, and she hasn't been looking for it yet. Secretary Song, there will be no mountain torrents here, right?"

Lao Guo shouted: "Where does the mountain torrent come from the big winter?"

Mrs. Guo: "This is not good. If it's so hot, there may be heavy rain."

Afraid of being tanned, Mrs. Guo was wrapped in a gauze scarf on her head, only her eyes were exposed.

Song Qingyun smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't say it's winter, even in midsummer, it won't rain much here. Hongshi Village is so scarce, so I hope it will rain a few heavy rains. By the way, how did you find this place?"

Hongshi Village is too remote. Not to mention the provincial capital, even in this city, there are not many people who know it. Even if you know, you will retreat when you think of driving a winding mountain road bus for two hours.

Lao Guo: "I saw it online, and I also found it by chance. You also know that I like to play around. I have visited all the attractions in the province, so I want to find the most primitive ancient villages that I have not developed. After entering the keywords, I found this place." After saying that, I took out my mobile phone, clicked on a web page and handed it over.

Song Qingyun took the phone and looked at it. It was a niche travel forum.

There is a post above, titled "That Twist of Goddess's Nightmare", which is very literary and can't understand what the content says just by looking at the title.

The poster probably realized this and directly listed the picture.

The beginning is a snow peak hidden behind the hurried green mountains, which is exactly the one seen by the villagers of Hongshi Village looking west every morning.

Next is the iconic red peak of Redstone Village.

The Red Stone Mountain and the Snow Mountain looked at each other silently, one as red as fire, and the other was pure and crystal clear, as if a passionate and unrestrained man was staring at the goddess in his dream with affection.

The goddess's mouth slightly raised, leaving the man with a mysterious smile.

Next, there are a series of residential houses in ancient villages, bluestone streets, paper-burning towers, antique and original flavor.

The poster did not make too many descriptions. He only described it in plain language: By chance, my classmates and I came to this ancient village hidden in the mountains. According to Secretary Song, the first secretary of the village, this place was originally a tea-horse road that communicated with our province and the western plateau a hundred years ago. The business trips were very popular, from morning to night, and it was a city that never sleeps. A large number of merchants purchased land and property locally, leaving behind a large number of typical southwest houses.

The characteristics of southwest houses are adapted to local conditions and pay attention to the unity of man and nature. Most of the materials are made of wood, lime, and blue bricks. The walls are loess, stones, bamboo soil, and wooden boards. Small green tiles and stone tiles are mostly used. The roof slope is extremely large, which makes it easy for rainwater to pour out and there are no high eaves.

Because the southwest is mountains and the flat land is small, the courtyards of the houses are not large. However, the layout is complex in the small courtyard, which shows the big size, and contains the Sumeru.

Strolling in the ancient streets, bathing in the rising sun, your steps seem to be in the same place as the breeze, the singing of birds, and time.

I couldn't help but sing softly: "The phoenix sings, on the high hills, and the sycamore trees grew, on the morning sun."

And time has passed quietly, and history has fallen asleep.

No one answered.

The snow-capped mountains in the distance are like pure goddesses, showing a faint smile among the clouds.

...

After reading it, Song Qingyun couldn't help but applaud: "This article is really well written!"

Next to him, Lao Dian asked: "What are you writing, I can't understand."

Song Qingyun explained: "The article is praising our village! It says that the phoenix sings on the mountain, the sycamore welcomes the morning sun, and the Hongshi Village is the place that the gods like."

Lao Dian: "Where is there a phoenix, only the rooster crowing. The rooster in Xingou's house is the most annoying. As a result, it was slaughtered into a car, right? It can be seen that no matter whether it is a human being or a rooster, you can't jump too much."

Song Qingyun smiled: "I'll continue watching."
Chapter completed!