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Chapter 204 Ayi
"Wow!" She said enviously, and then said: "We haven't seen a stranger here for many years, what's your name, where are you from, Yanjing?"

She got down from the stone carefully, and Wang Yang could see the person's appearance clearly. His long hair was braided into two braids. Although the clothes on his body were not as exquisite as the outside, they were very attractive, without any rustic feeling. And young, probably under the age of 18, a very beautiful little girl.

The little girl ran to Wang Yang, swept her big eyes over Wang Yang, and said happily, "My name is Ayi, what's your name?"

"Oh, my name is Wang Yang."

Ayi suddenly shouted towards the back: "Ma Xia, Ma Xia, come quickly."

She had a nice voice, and Wang Yang felt that this child would definitely have a bright future when she went out to sing, no matter how bad she was, she would be able to rely on her face for food.

Although the voice was nice, the volume was relatively low. After calling a few times and finding no response, he walked the way he had come and said to Wang Yang, "Wang Yang, come with me."

Wang Yang originally wanted to find a place to rest, so naturally he would not refuse. He followed Ayi up this small hill. Wang Yang originally thought that after turning over, there would be a road or something. Most of the corn stalks have been picked, leaving only empty stalks, which turn yellow under the intense sun on the plateau.

Due to the dry weather and little rain, the most common crop here is corn. Wang Yang did not expect that there was a vegetable field above. Wang Yang thought that he would have to walk a long way to see the people.

"Ayi, where are you! Ayi!"

The wind is strong here, suppressing people's voices to a very low level. Although Wang Yang does not have the super hearing in the forest now, his normal state is much better than ordinary people. He vaguely heard someone calling Ayi's name.

"I'm calling you." Wang Yang said to Ayi.

The little girl stopped and listened for a long time, but she didn't hear a sound, at most, she heard the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the corn stalks.Then he looked at Wang Yang cutely with a pair of pitch-black eyes.

Wang Yang licked his lips, did not look at her, and then pointed in the direction of the voice: "Over there."

"It should be my second aunt. She and I came out to cut firewood."

The two walked in the corn forest for a while, and the voice of shouting was also clear, and the little girl called out sweetly: "Ma Xia, don't shout at this point."

The accents of the two are very interesting, like Sichuan dialect, and also a bit like the dialect of Yunnan and Dian, but Wang Yang also knows their meaning very well. Dialects like to combine two words into one word. For example, people in the Northeast like to say What, don't say what.Like to say what, do not say anything.

Yundian likes to put no in the front and simplify it to give, as Aunt Ma Xia said.

"Xiao Nizi, went there, did you get hurt?"

She was asking, little girl, where did she go and if she was hurt.

So Wang Yang has always thought that dialects are very interesting. It would be even more interesting if the whole country spoke Sichuan dialect.

Ayi pushed aside the corn stalks on one side, and Wang Yang finally saw this Aunt Ma Xia, who was about 40 years old, with a dry face, and she could vaguely see the appearance of Ayi's sister from her face, but although they were a family , but the skin is very different. Ayi's face is just like the girls in the city who take care of themselves every day.

"Huh? Are you?" She looked at Wang Yang suspiciously and asked.

"Auntie, hello, I'm a tourist here, I'm lost, I want to find a place to rest."

Wang Yang said with a smile.Because he didn't understand the rules of these ethnic minorities, Wang Yang didn't dare to come forward to shake hands. He stood there smiling and said, Wang Yang's clothes had been scratched by the branches in the forest, and some of them had rotted away, making him look very down and out.

But handsome people have privileges. Even though they are wearing a beggar's outfit, they still feel like a spring breeze. If the man standing here is a man with a wretched appearance, Auntie Ma Xia will probably use the corn stalk in her hand to directly call that man. face.

You are so wretched and follow my girl, what a fucking human trafficker.

Soma was stunned for a long time, she had never seen such a beautiful person, she really deserved to stand with her girl.

"Ahem, my name is Wang Yang."

"Oh, huh? Oh, my name is Soma, we haven't seen a stranger here for a long time, sorry, I'm in a daze, am I?"

She spoke so fast and in a dialect that Wang Yang almost didn't hear her clearly.

Ayi said: "Do you want to go back?"

"Yes, go back, I'm looking for you."

Wang Yang followed them out of the corn grove. The sun above had risen to a high level, and the temperature had also begun to rise. Standing under the sun, Wang Yang still felt quite hot.

There were a large pile of tied corn stalks piled up on the road outside, which should be the firewood they were going to take away. There were two piles in total, one big and one small, and even the small one was more than one meter high, almost as tall as Ayi.

Ayi walked up to the pile of small ones, grabbed a rope, and Soma followed behind to help her. If they didn't meet, Wang Yang would definitely not care about them. Now he couldn't bear to let them carry such a tall thing, so he hurriedly Go up to help, hold the rope with one hand and lift it up directly.

"Wang Yang, what are you doing?"

"I'll help you."

"Thank you then, I'll treat you to dinner when I go back."

Wang Yang smiled and said, "That would be the best, I haven't eaten for a long time."

Then he walked to the other side, and directly lifted up the pile of corn stalks with his right hand, scaring them for a moment.

"Lead the way, don't worry about me, I still have some strength."

Of course there is. Wang Yang's strength is no longer in the category of ordinary people. He hardly feels heavy when holding this thing. Of course, his hands will still be sore after holding it for a long time. This has little to do with whether it is heavy or not.

The two were leading the way, and Wang Yang followed behind step by step. They walked on mountain roads. After walking for a long time, they saw a wooden house. Some children were playing outside. After seeing Wang Yang, they were curious, but they dared not Approaching, one after another stood in the distance and watched curiously.

The architectural style here is very unique. Wang Yang found it interesting after looking at it all the way. After arriving at their house, Ayi pointed to the open space on one side and said, "Okay, brother Wang Yang, you can put it here."

"Yo, you didn't call me brother before."

The little girl blushed and said, "It's not like everyone can be my brother."

The little girl is arrogant.

"I'm back, yo, who is this?"

Have you ever met someone who can speak Mandarin?
Wang Yang looked back suspiciously, the person who came out was an uncle, very handsome.

Wang Yang said in proficient Sichuan dialect: "Hi Uncle, I'm a tourist outside and lost my way in the mountains. Fortunately, I saw a village here. I want to come here to rest for a while before leaving."

(End of this chapter)