Chapter 1282

Jiang Xinwei shook her head and said bravely, "I can go there."

Xiang Qinghao immediately passed first, and was steady. As soon as he passed, he turned around and faced the girl opposite, ready to protect her at all times.

Jiang Xinwei took a deep breath and walked carefully to the man opposite.

In front of him, by his hand, Jiang Xinwei was firmly held in the arms of the man. When she was still a little scared, a warm kiss fell on her forehead.

Jiang Xinwei's pretty face, once again rose a few points, along the way, two people naturally hand in hand and back.

Back in the village, a lot of children came here. Jiang Xinwei also brought a lot of snacks this time. She distributed them to the children. Looking at the simple and lovely little face, there are some children who are really behind. Some children even have worn-out shoes.

Jiang Xinwei really loves them. She thought that when she left, she asked for their address and name. After that, she could send some money to them every year.

Lunch is a home-made dish. Everything here is very farm. The dishes, fish and meat are from the village. Don't worry about any pollution.

After lunch, Xiang Qinghao took the initiative to talk to the village head. There are also things he is interested in here.

Jiang Xinwei is in the lounge on the second floor of the inn. She has exported the photos she took, one by one. Naturally, she has also seen the photos of men she secretly took, as well as her own.

Looking at Xiang Qinghao's self under the photo, she held her chin and couldn't help admiring it. After leading the photo out, Jiang Xinwei took out her own picture book and began to create according to some of her own inspiration.

Her first painting, of course, was starry last night, and her hand was like an angel's kiss.

Every line is so beautiful and full of fashion.

In a flash, Jiang Xinwei drew a dozen sketches.

Emptied the mind, drew the thing, as expected more felt, moreover, here, she discovered many colors, the pure nature color.

Jiang Xinwei drew carefully. The hostess of the inn sent her fresh fruits, all of which were plums and peaches just picked from the trees.

Jiang Xinwei smiled gratefully. "Thank you."

The landlady looked at her and praised her sincerely, "Miss Jiang, you are more beautiful than the star! I haven't seen a real star yet, but when I saw you, I knew that the star might not be as good as you. "

After Jiang Xinwei listened, she raised her eyebrows and smiled, "thank you for your praise."

"If you need anything, just call me."

"OK!" Jiang Xinwei nodded.

Xiang Qinghao, a distinguished young master, is sitting under a big tree like an umbrella. There are four or five centenarians sitting beside him. In your words, I'm talking about some dialects in one language. The village head has been outside, met and understood Mandarin.

As a translator of Xiang Qinghao, he interviewed these elderly people, who were also generous in sharing their daily life style and some herbs they would use for health care.

Xiang Qinghao holds a pen and a notebook. Sometimes, he will send some important information. He is also very interested in traditional Chinese medicine. There are some problems that can not be solved by western medicine, but traditional Chinese medicine is very effective.

Xiang Qinghao's existence also makes some unmarried girls in the village hide far away and secretly look at him, because he looks so beautiful.

The young men here, even if they are good-looking, don't have Xiang Qinghao's natural noble breath.

However, these girls also know that this handsome man has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend is also very beautiful. Only when he stands with him can he be called a talented woman!

After Jiang Xinwei finished drawing the manuscript, she felt that she had been sitting for too long. She planned to come down and walk. She also took the camera with her, walked everywhere, and took a picture of local customs.

When she came to a group of eight or nine year olds, they all accepted her biscuits and loved her very much.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xinwei looks at the strange lines on the ground.

"We are playing games!" A teenage girl said she had left school to take her brother and sister home.

Jiang Xinwei looked at her at this age, still at home, and asked curiously, "why didn't you go to school?"

"Our family is far away from school, and my family has no money to go to school. My brother and sister need my care."

Jiang Xinwei sighed and advised her, "you still need to go to school, so that your future life will be different."

The little girl nodded her head as if she didn't understand. A little girl next to her moved forward to pull her corner. "Sister, can you play with us?"

Where can Jiang Xinwei refuse such an innocent and lovely face? Although the little girl's body is dirty and her hands are black, her eyes are pure as water, without any stains.

"Good! You teach me how to play! " Jiang Xinwei joined their game with a smile.

In a short time, Jiang Xinwei felt the rules of play clearly, and she also played the rise. The children in the mountains also had their own games!

Xiang Qinghao and the village head chatted back together. When he heard the familiar girl's laughter coming from the nearby yard, he immediately stepped forward.

Then I saw Jiang Xinwei playing games with the children under a tree in the evening sunset. She had a pure smile on her face and naturally mingled with the children in the mountains.

"Miss Jiang is really beautiful and lovely. At first sight, she is a kind and good girl!" The village head exclaimed.

Xiang Qinghao chuckled, not denying the village head's praise.

He lives to now, only she is the one he wants most.

Jiang Xinwei found Xiang Qinghao and the village head standing behind her. She said goodbye to the children with a smile and walked towards them.

"Have a good time?" Xiang Qinghao looked at her forehead and asked with a smile.

"Fun, a game I haven't played since I was a kid." Jiang Xinwei bent her lips and smiled.

The village head took them all the way back to the inn before leaving. The rich kitchen greeted them well. Tonight's dinner was even richer.

The chicken, duck and fish are all together. There are also some delicious rice wine. The wine is not strong, but sweet. The warm smell of wine makes Jiang Xinwei want a cup of food.

Xiang Qinghao even likes this kind of rice wine, as if it belongs to the same level with his precious red wine.

Jiang Xinwei was very full and satisfied. After eating, she sat on the balcony on the second floor, blowing the wind, enjoying the starry sky and the moon, and experiencing a different landscape from that in the city.

Here, there is no noisy crowd, there is no bright neon color, there is only pure natural customs.

Two people's hearts, have been a kind of quiet baptism, Jiang Xinwei to Xiang Qinghao appreciate their first draft.

Xiang Qinghao also saw her design and said, "you will be the best designer in the future."

Jiang Xinwei's eyes also showed a trace of desire, "I will try my best to realize my dream."

In Xiang Qinghao's eyes, there is also a smile. In the future, he will become her most powerful support.