Chapter 800: Uncle An

The village chief stood at the door and waved goodbye to everyone.

It was not until I saw the group walking that I couldn't even see the shadows, so I went back to the house.

The dog at home also carefully climbed out of the doghouse and looked at the direction where everyone was heading away with their tails.

Lin Fan saw the photographers carrying the camera behind him sweating heavily, looking very tired.

He said, "You don't have to follow me, go back to the car and wait first. I'll just go Xiao Wang and I."

The people behind were carrying bulky machines, bowing their waists slightly tired, looking at each other, and nodding to respond.

After running all the way, their physical strength was indeed out of reach.

"Hey! You guys wait!"

The young man called to stop and wanted to return to the person in the car.

"Do you still want to go to town?

Let's live in the village these days.

Otherwise, there would be no time to enter the mountain.

It was dark at 4:00 p.m. in the mountains.”

The young man who led the way saw Lin Fan ask them to go to the car.

Thinking they were about to leave after a while, he hurriedly said.

Lin Fan didn't plan to go to the town, but it was already afternoon. It was dark in the mountains and it was early. Today I just found the guide, but I was afraid I couldn't leave.

The hotel closest to this place is only available in a small town forty miles away.

It sounds not far from forty miles, and it is only twenty or thirty minutes away in the city.

But when it comes to walking on the mountain road, forty miles can take two hours. This way, it will be gone in the morning. It is better to stay in this village.

It was early the next morning to rush into the mountain.

After doing this, it is still necessary to stay here.

Since the young man said this, Lin Fan just talked about accommodation on the slope.

"I haven't asked you about your surname yet. How dare I ask what young people call them?"

Lin Fan looked at the young man with a smile.

"Yeah! Just call me Qiangzi."

The young man scratched his head and said with a simple smile.

"Qianzi, you're right.

It is indeed better to live in the village.

I wonder if there are free rooms in the village to take in us?"

Lin Fan immediately started a chat with Qiangzi with affectionateness.

"What are you taking in? There are many people working outside all year round in the village, and many of the houses at home are empty.

You just need to stay there with peace of mind.”

Qiangzi smiled happily.

I secretly thought in my mind, why do I have to pay more or less for this accommodation?

This group of people is rich at first glance, so they must be generous.

Hehe, can we help those poor families in the village make some money now?

It's an input at least not.

It’s not that Qiangzi is stingy, he is all planning to ask for money.

The village is really too poor. Almost all the strong laborers in every household go out to work. They don’t have any diplomas, so they can only go to the construction site to move bricks and do some hard work when they go out.

All I earn is hard-earned money, and my salary is often owed by the contractor.

This is a difficult day!

Every family knows that only by having a diploma can you have the ability in the future.

Everyone sends their children to school, but where does the tuition fee come from?

Every household is tight and frugal. There is no way to make money in the mountains. If you can’t open up the source, you can only try to save money.

"Then please help us arrange it. One room is worth 200 yuan a day, and another one is worth 400 yuan a day.

Please help me solve the problem of eating.”

Lin Fan is now worth one billion and doesn’t care about spending more money. Lin Fan has done so much charity and is also a person with a Bodhisattva heart. He can help people from this small mountain village.

It is definitely enough for me to have fourteen people in my group, three meals a day, and Lin Fan has definitely given him a surplus.

When Qiang Zi heard such good conditions, he was so happy that he smiled.

"Then I will thank Director Lin for the villagers first!"

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation.

"I will take you to find me, Uncle An, now, he often goes into the mountains."

Qiangzi enthusiastically led the way.

Lin Fan waved his hands to the photographers and the others, signaling them to go to the car and wait first.

He raised his foot and followed Qiangzi.

It seemed as if it was just now, Qiangzi felt that their relationship had been further expanded.

Qiangzi was not as taciturn as when he was just on the way to the village chief, and he chattered and introduced himself to Lin Fan and the others.

"There are not many people in our village who can speak Mandarin. I am one of them. The people who stay in the village are old and young. They usually speak in dialects."

Qiangzi said embarrassedly.

“Who taught your Mandarin?

Is it a teacher?"

Lin Fandao.

"That's right. I only have a junior high school diploma, so I didn't go to high school anymore, because if I go to high school, I have to go to the county.

Most of my Mandarin is learned by watching TV.”

When Qiangzi mentioned this, his voice fell a little.

Maybe I'm eager to go to school.

"It's okay to go to the county?

Why didn't you continue to go on?"

Assistant Xiao Wang interrupted.

Qiangzi looked at the sky with a very complicated look.

"The consumption level in the county is high, and the family can't afford it.

I was the first in the class in the past…” As I spoke, I gradually couldn’t hear the voice.

Lin Fan took a few steps forward and patted Qiangzi on the shoulder, unable to say anything comforting.

Without Qiangzi's constant chatter, the team of three seemed a little too silent.

This slightly depressing time did not last long, and Uncle An's house arrived.

It was originally a small village, and it was less than twenty minutes' walk from the east gate to the west.

"QuQuQ" has three shorts and one long, and a rhythmic knock on the door sounded.

I heard it in a while, and footsteps came from behind the door. With a creak, the door opened.

Qiangzi took a step forward and introduced: "This is the best guide in our village. He has rich experience in entering the mountains.

You just follow me and call Uncle An.”

This is used in Mandarin.

It seems that I don’t know if Uncle An can speak Mandarin, but I will definitely understand it.

Originally, Lin Fan had made the worst plan and planned to bring Qiangzi with him as a translator.

So Lin Fan and his assistant Xiao Wang followed Qiangzi and called Uncle An.

Uncle An actually speaks Mandarin, and after he finished speaking, he turned his body and let the group in.

Lin Fan looked around the surrounding environment without any trace.

Although this courtyard is not as big as the village chief just now, it is very clean and tidy.
To be continued...