When Ye Linlang saw Jiang Qiran frowning, she couldn't help but teasing Jiang Qiran.
"Why, didn't you expect this mountain village to be so miserable?"
Ye Linlang thought Jiang Qiran would be too embarrassed to admit it, but who would have thought that the young man in front of her nodded without hesitation.
"It's definitely more desolate than I thought."
Before Ye Linlang was sixteen years old, she lived in the mountains, so she was accustomed to this kind of scene and did not feel any sense of disappointment.
"Alright, alright. Anyway, you're only staying here for half a month. Young master, I'm sorry to have you stay here for half a month. Besides, I'll be with you!"
When Jiang Qiran saw Ye Linlang's nonchalant tone, he didn't know why he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.
His long eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and a shallow wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows.
"Linlang, is it the same in Xiaohuang Village?"
Ye Linlang has been living in a place like this for the past fifteen or sixteen years
Jiang Qiran considers himself to be a very hard-working person. After all, the Jiang family has an unwritten rule that boys must be brought up strictly so that they understand that they are the backbone of the family and will have to hold up half the sky in the future.
But when it comes to girls, the Jiang family has always wanted to raise them in wealth. They don't want to raise them into arrogant and domineering little princesses, but to raise them into well-educated and well-mannered ladies who cannot be easily deceived by others.
Of course, no one knows why Jiang Miaomiao went astray as she was raised. She was a delicate girl, but ended up being a ladylike girl when she wasn't talking, but turned into a tomboy as soon as she started talking!
Jiang Miaomiao's parents have always been troubled by this, but Jiang Qiran has never worried about Jiang Miaomiao not being able to get married.
After all, Jiang Miaomiao's face is enough to deceive the world, and even if something happens, there are people in their Jiang family to take responsibility for her, so what is there to be afraid of!
…
When Ye Linlang heard Jiang Qiran's tone that was tinged with heartache, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart for some reason.
I don’t know whether I should be happy that someone cares about me, or sad about the difficult times in the past.
Thousands of feelings rushed into her heart at once, and Ye Linlang tried her best to smile indifferently at Jiang Qiran.
"Yeah, maybe the place where I live is a little more dilapidated than the houses you see now, but it doesn't matter. Am I not living well now?"
No matter how you live, it's not living.
Jiang Qiran was silent when he heard that. He stretched out his empty hand and stroked Ye Linlang's hair. Then he gently lowered his head and touched Ye Linlang's forehead with his lips as if touching water.
"Let's go."
Maybe it's because he likes this girl that he feels sorry for every bit of her past. Obviously, she was born in the Ye family and should have been the eldest daughter adored by millions of people in the Ye Group.
However, fate sometimes seems so ridiculous. The only thing to be thankful for is that Ye Linlang no longer lives such a life, and he will try his best to protect his girl.
…
After walking into the village, I finally saw many figures one after another.
The people in Meihua Village seemed to have never seen such exquisitely dressed visitors from outside the village. Soon, word spread, and every household couldn't help but look in the direction of Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran.
When Ye Linlang went to ask where the village chief's home was, she heard girls in the crowd constantly calling out to Jiang Qiran.
"That boy is so tall! And so handsome!"
"Where are you from? Your clothes are so beautiful, you look like someone from the city!"
“She’s prettier than the stars in TV dramas!”
Ye Linlang's mouth twitched when she heard that, and she couldn't help but glance in the direction of Jiang Qiran.
The young man was seen standing alone in the snowy field, carrying a large black mountaineering bag in one hand, his legs leaning against Ye Linlang's white suitcase.
It was obviously not a deliberate pose, but such a simple posture was surprisingly neat and handsome.
There is a strange sense of incongruity between such a delicate young man and the dilapidated tile house behind him. I always feel that Jiang Qiran's painting style is indeed incompatible with this desolate mountain village.
Perhaps it was because Jiang Qiran seemed too cold, the group of girls couldn't help but look at him, but no one dared to approach him.
It feels like we are not from the same world.
…
Finally, with the reminder of an enthusiastic aunt, Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran immediately knew that the village chief's house was at the end of the village.
"Thank you for showing me the way! Let's go now!"
Ye Linlang thanked him and was about to leave, but the kind man who showed her the way couldn't help but ask another question.
"Girl, you don't look like people from Plum Blossom Village from your dress! What are you doing here? Are you here for tourism?"
Although Meihua Village is very poor and its location is very remote, the ten-mile plum blossom forest here is very famous in the surrounding area. One year a photographer came here specifically to take pictures of plum blossoms and won a considerable award!
It’s just that the road conditions here are bad and usually no one is willing to come here, so the tourism industry has never been able to develop.
…
When Ye Linlang heard the aunt who was giving them directions asked them if they were here for tourism, the corners of her mouth twitched.
"Auntie, we are not here for tourism. My friend and I are here to participate in a charity event and to teach for half a month!"
Ye Linlang said this, pointing at the young man standing alone not far away.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room was shocked.
Many children became even more excited!
Because of the depression, their Meihua Village only has one Hope Primary School, and there are only three or five teachers who are responsible for teaching all grades.
Now that we see fresh blood joining in, and they are such good-looking boys and girls, how can we not be excited
Even if it's only half a month, it's good!
Children in the mountains may never leave the mountains in their lifetime. They want to know what the outside world is like from other people’s mouths. Will it be as prosperous and bustling as in TV dramas? !
…
The village chief's house is much better than those at the entrance of the village. It is at least a four-story tiled and cement house.
The village chief, Lao Xu, and his family were having dinner. When they saw them, they asked about their origins and became quite excited. They immediately invited them to have dinner with them.
Well…
Jiang Qiran glanced at the greasy dining table, the plate of not-so-good-looking braised pork, a bowl of vermicelli and cabbage, and a bowl of green vegetables, and immediately frowned.
When Ye Linlang saw Jiang Qiran like this, she immediately knew that he disliked the food here and had no chance of having an appetite.
But she was hungry!
And God knows, the village chief's family can eat braised pork, so they are obviously well-off here, okay? !
Ye Linlang was so hungry that she felt dizzy. Seeing that she could eat meat, she didn't care about anything else. She immediately winked at Jiang Qiran and forced Jiang Qiran to sit down.
"Thank you, village chief! Then we won't be shy!"
(End of this chapter)