Gu Nanshen's little sweetheart

Chapter 243 Watching the Meteor Shower Together (3)

The tourism industry in this mountain area has not yet been developed, and it is full of ancient atmosphere, but the people are very hospitable and hospitable. Su Niannian is like a national treasure giant panda, and has been visited back and forth by the people in the village.

At night, there is no electricity, so I can only light wax; in the morning, there is no water, so I can only pick it up; Su Niannian has lived a savage life in isolation for three days, and he is almost about to collapse.

Su lived in the village chief's house every year, and the children in the mountains also had winter vacations. In addition, there was no work to do in winter, so they basically gathered at the village chief's house during the day.

After getting along for a few days, Su Niannian found that some children were really not easy, most of them were left-behind children, and they had to run dozens of miles of mountain roads every day to go to school.

In contrast, her life in Yucheng was completely heavenly.

She took a tattered storybook and told stories to the big guys. She looked at her with clean and clear eyes and listened very carefully.

After telling the story, Su Niannian began to tell them about the outside world, but the story became more and more disintegrating. When he talked about pig's trotters, he talked about roast duck, which made a group of half-grown children salivate.

Su Niannian touched her flattened stomach, weeping secretly.

The daily meal in the mountains is simple: sweet potatoes!sweet potato!sweet potato!

The terrain here is steep and the environment is harsh. Common crops cannot survive. In desperation, they can only grow sweet potatoes and potatoes.

The cellars dug by every family are full of sweet potatoes this season.

Su Niannian almost vomited after eating for three days in a row, and the sweet potatoes were not yet hungry, so he was hungry again not long after eating.

As the sun set, the children gathered at the village head's house dispersed one by one. Su Niannian sat alone on the steps in front of the door, looking up at the starry sky.

The air in the mountains is very good, unlike the cloudy sky in the city, it is filled with twinkling stars.

Su Niannian started counting the stars out of boredom, but at the end she only felt dizzy—hungry.

The village head's son, Xiaobao, came out with a roasted sweet potato: "Sister, it's time for dinner."

Su Niannian took it weakly, but he couldn't stop eating willfully, because if he didn't eat, he would really have nothing to eat.

"Sister, are you homesick?" Xiao Bao asked her like a grown-up, holding her chin.

"Well, I really want to." Su Niannian gnawed on the sweet potato with tears in his eyes, imagining that what he held was a delicious fried chicken.

The more she thought about it, the hungrier she felt, and she felt like she was about to cry. She asked, "Xiaobao, how do you usually make calls?"

Xiaobao rubbed his head: "We all fought on trees, sister, can you climb trees?"

"!!!" Su Niannian was startled, "Can I fight? Ahhh, tell me how!"

Xiaobao briefly explained to her, meaning that as long as you stand at a high enough place, you can receive the signal, and the tallest building in the entire mountain village is the century-old tree in front of the village chief's house.

Su Niannian couldn't climb up after climbing for a long time. In the end, it was Xiaobao who brought her a ladder, so she managed to get on a tree branch, but she still couldn't get out.

Xiaobao gave her some advice from below: "Sister, I'll give you a pole, you can hold it higher!"

Su Niannian's head was full of black lines, Xiaobao handed her a bamboo pole that was slain in autumn, she tied her mobile phone to the pole, after much deliberation, she was the first to call Gu Zichen.

She turned on the speakerphone and tried to raise the pole high. The phone flickered on and off. After a few seconds, the familiar beeping sound finally sounded.

In the next second, someone picked up the phone, and the voice was familiar to her as always, "Su Niannian?"

(End of this chapter)