Chapter 320 Senior? Master!

Tong Xin slept very soundly and sweetly, more soundly than in the dormitory in Shanghai.

In her dream, a warm big hand wrapped around her, as if she was sleeping in her own castle.

In her dream, there were stories with brave men that could not be told in detail.

When she woke up, it was already bright, and the warm sunshine sprinkled on her body, but Zhou Rui was no longer beside her.

Tong Xin sat up suddenly and saw Zhou Rui reading a book on the balcony. His tall body could not fit in the recliner, and she felt a little relieved.

Walking forward barefoot, Tong Xin leaned against the door frame, and her perfect figure was clearly revealed.

Zhou Rui seemed to have heard the noise, looked back at the lazy girl, and smiled: "Are you awake? The owner of the B&B provides breakfast, I took back two, but to be honest, it's not delicious."

Tong Xin whispered: "When did you get up?"

Zhou Rui looked at the watch: "About two hours ago?"

"So early?"

"I had a baby last night, so I slept well."

Tong Xin's face was a little red, biting her lips, as if she thought of last night's dream.

Although the two did not have supper together yesterday.

But today they had breakfast, brunch, lunch, and afternoon tea together.

The Panyang Lake has a well-developed water system and never dries up all year round. The lake surface is as smooth as jade, with occasional big waves and pleasant spring scenery.

It is a good place to travel together.

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Until the afternoon, the two were willing to walk out of the room.

There is food in the B&B, but from the situation in the morning, the level is not satisfactory. The two asked for directions and learned that there was a village about two kilometers behind, where some villagers opened a small shop and could eat the most authentic local food.

This area is next to the lake. I don't know what it was like in the past, but the tourism industry has developed rapidly in recent years. It is indeed a good choice to open a small restaurant. Even if there are orders every now and then, it is good to supplement the family income.

Zhou Rui and Tong Xin walked along the path behind the B&B, not in a hurry or impatient.

"Is there really food here?"

Tong Xin wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt a little tired.

Mainly because he couldn't walk fast.

Zhou Rui turned on the mobile navigation and saw the familiar words "Unnamed Road" again. He spread his hands: "The owner of the B&B said two kilometers. He may be talking about the straight-line distance. Do you need me to carry you?"

Tong Xin looked at his canvas shoes covered with mud and shook his head: "No! I can do it myself, but I have to go slower."

The two walked for nearly half an hour before arriving at the "Red Flag Village" mentioned by the owner of the B&B.

This name was obviously changed later.

When they first saw the village, they were on a hillside with a great view, and there was a feeling of sudden enlightenment. There were only a few dozen houses at the foot of the hillside, including modern cement houses and old courtyards with a long history. The blue bricks, white walls and gray tiles were very unique.

Originally, they thought it would be a small village isolated from the world, but it turned out that the other side of the village was facing a section of road. No wonder the owner of the B&B said that someone opened a small restaurant here.

They just walked in the wrong direction, so they walked for so long on the mountain path.

Zhou Rui helped Tong Xin walk down the hillside. There were very few people in the village. Only some elderly people sat at the gate of the courtyard chatting and basking in the sun.

I saw the information on the hillside, but after walking in, I quickly changed the direction and couldn't tell east, west, south and north.

Zhou Rui asked an old man where he could eat, but the other party replied with a long speech of more than 300 words, but he didn't understand a word.

"Uncle! Where can I eat? You can just point in a direction!"

Then the uncle pointed at Tong Xin behind Zhou Rui, gave Zhou Rui a thumbs up, and nodded.

Zhou Rui:

Tong Xin saw the quiet scenery of the village, forgot about hunger and fatigue, took out the camera again, and took pictures.

Tong Xin said: "If it weren't for the tourism industry, this place would really be a paradise. Why don't we see young people?"

To be precise, there are no middle-aged people, only uncles and aunts.

"Maybe they go out to work, there will be fewer and fewer young people in the village."

Unconsciously, I walked to a courtyard on the edge of Hongqi Village. It occupies a large area. I don't know how many doors there are inside. The gate is very old, and the mottled traces tell the past of time.

Looking from the outside in, there are actually three-story wooden eaves exposed. It is quite rare for such an old courtyard to have a three-story structure. In addition, the courtyard is not small, which looks a bit like a tourist attraction.

Zhou Rui looked at it for a while, and there was a mark on the old and thick wooden door that caught his attention.

"Is this a bullet hole?"

This discovery surprised him quite a bit, and he walked closer to observe it. It looked like a bullet hole.

It was very old, possibly dozens or hundreds of years old, and Zhou Rui was a little curious about how this came from.

Tong Xin pointed to a branch sticking out from inside and said, "Zhou Rui, come here, I'll take a picture of you."

"It's not good to take pictures of other people's gates?"

"If you don't take pictures of the door, just use the edge of this wall to take pictures."

In order to find the best angle, Tong Xin squatted on the ground, and a pair of white rabbits lay on his smooth knees.

Just as he was posing according to Tong Xin's instructions, the wooden door with bullet holes was pushed open.

An old man with a beard and no hair and a two-foot-long white beard came out.

He looked extremely old, definitely over 90 years old, wearing an old dark green military uniform. Although he was old, he did not have a hunchback. In one hand he held a broom that was worn out so much that only the handle was left, and in the other hand he held a red plastic bucket, as if he was going to sweep the floor.

At this age, he still has such a strong body. When he was young, he must have been a seven-foot man. He has to have good living habits when he is old.

The old man looked at Zhou Rui and asked, "You! What do you do?"

Zhou Rui listened. Although the accent was quite serious, he could understand it. It was probably half and half Mandarin. He quickly asked, "Old man, we are here to travel nearby. Where is the restaurant in the village?"

The old man raised his hand and pointed in a direction: "Wang Wawa's family cooks delicious food."

Then he waved his hand and left.

Zhou Rui nodded and thanked him, and walked in that direction with Tong Xin.

Sure enough, they found the so-called Wang Wawa's house.

An old man who is nearly 70 years old has few teeth

Zhou Rui and Tong Xin looked at each other

Can "Wang Wawa" grandfather still cook on the stove?

It feels like he can start the meal directly with a little fire.

"Wang Wawa grandfather, is your house a restaurant?"

Wang Wawa took out a faded sign from behind, which read: "Lao Wang Tucai Restaurant".

"Then let's have a meal at your place? How many dishes can you cook? Let's do what we can, and don't tire ourselves out!"

This guy might end up cooking for himself!

Wang Wawa tried three times before he succeeded in getting up from the stool. He didn't ask Zhou Rui what he wanted to eat, and just cooked by himself.

This meal was really hard to eat!

I had thought that the quality of the bed and breakfast mattress was good, and I was going to give the owner of the bed and breakfast a good review, but now Zhou Rui has to reconsider.

Grandpa Wang Wawa's legs and feet were not very flexible, but he cooked quite fast. He fried vegetables with oil residue, cut a large plate of crystal clear bacon, and had a kind of beef soup that Zhou Rui had never seen before.

"Wang Wawa" only charged 20 yuan per person for a meal, and sent them away, which made Zhou Rui a little embarrassed.

On the way back, he passed by that courtyard again, and happened to meet the 90-year-old man, who seemed to have come back from cleaning or playing something.

The old man asked, "How is it? Are you going to Wang Wawa's house for dinner?"

Zhou Rui said, "Yes, thank you for the directions. It's delicious and affordable."

The old man nodded and pushed open the old wooden door with bullet holes.

Zhou Rui glanced inside and froze in his place.

In the courtyard behind the wooden door, there stood a three-story old building, with a door in front.

There were six plaques hanging on the door, most of which had weathered and faded.

From top to bottom, they are:

"Pillar of the Family and Country", "People's Meritorious Officials", "China-North Korea Heroes", "Glorious Family", "First-Class Meritorious Family", and "First-Class Meritorious Family".

Six plaques, stacked up one by one, and the first two were in traditional Chinese characters!

Zhou Rui's eyes almost popped out, and he was stung by the brilliant righteousness.

No! This building is glowing! I can't open my eyes!

This is a master! This is a senior! This is a role model!