Belong with me,My Girl!

Han Yi has already stepped forward and touched her head: "let's go to have breakfast first. After eating, Xiaoyu will take us to find someone to dye cloth, and then we will have a good time."

"Well," Xia Zimo's eyes are full of expectations.

After breakfast, Xiao Yu took them to a family's house by the river.

Han Yi pulls Xia Zimo for a moment and asks her to go upstairs in front of him.

The first floor of this kind of stilted building is usually a kitchen or a place for raising livestock, and the bedrooms are basically above the second floor.

Han Xiaoyi follows them up the second floor.

Xiaoyu can't speak the local dialect, but fortunately, people here can speak Putonghua, which is not standard and can be understood.

The people here are very simple and cordially greet them. Please sit down and pour tea.

Xia Zimo saw the attic outside, drying a few pieces of dyed cloth, hanging there fluttering in the wind.

Han Yi lifts the fruit in his hand, and Xiaoyu tells the family in the future, asking them to help dye a cloth and pay them a certain reward.

The old man probably understood what Xiaoyu said. He was very happy and went to call his son out.

The old man is about seventy years old. His beard is white and white. His son is nearly forty years old and grows very tall. He has been guarding the stockade with his father.

Xiaoyu said that the old man dyed the cloth very well, and he was very famous in this area. When many daughters got married, they asked the old man to help dye some good cloth.

The old man's son speaks Mandarin much more standard.

Xia Zimo takes out the cloth that Xuanxuan bought from her bag and asks the old man's son whether the cloth was dyed by them here.

The old man's son said yes, it is indeed a kind of cloth that they often dye here, but it is much worse than the authentic Dong cloth.

As Han Shao said, the reason why this kind of cloth has a dreamlike light under the lamp is that it is dyed with a layer of egg white.

Xia Zimo was very happy to hear that. She and Han Yi took out the white embryo cloth and ice blue color samples they had brought, and asked them if they could dye the ice blue color, and then add egg white, so as to have the feeling under the light

the old man's son translated them to his old father in their local dialect.

The father and son studied the color and cloth given by Han Shao.

Then he replied to Han Yi. The old man said that it was ok, but the color might not be so accurate. It might be darker, lighter, and not 100% the same. They could only dye it as close as 90%. As for the feeling under the light and the luminous range they said, they could not guarantee that they could only add another layer as the cloth in Xia Zimo's hand Egg white, the dyeing method is correct, but they don't know whether it will feel like that. After all, the fabric and color are different, so the effect may be different.

This summer purple ink and Han Yi both understand that the same dyeing method, because of the difference between fabric and color, the effect will be much worse, so we can only try it.

Fortunately, Han Yi carried a bag of white embryo cloth on his back, so he asked the old man to pull a small piece of cloth and dye it. After dyeing it, he confirmed it for them and then dyed the large one.

So happily agreed, Han Yi returned hundreds of deposit.

When they went out, the old man's son sent them downstairs.

After coming down, Xia Zimo was very happy because she could go to play.

I started laughing as soon as I came out.

"Silly girl," Han Shao touched her head.

Xia Zimo has looked around to see where to go first.

Or listen to Xiao Yu's Guide.

Xiaoyu took them to a drum tower nearby.

The weather is good and the sun is warm. Because she knows that she is going to play today, Xia Zimmer changes a light coat and still wears jeans. She looks around with her bag and is happy like a little Skylark.

Han Yi's smiling eyes pass over her from time to time.

Han Shuai also wore a light jeans, dark blue jeans jacket, and jeans, feet wearing white sports shoes, sunny, how to look, how handsome.

Yuxuan called Han Shuai, really not wrong.

In fact, in a way, Xia Zimo and Han Shaozhen are more compatible.

But some fate, missed, is wrong.

Drum Tower in Dong Village: it's simple, generous, with 11 double eaves and octagonal pagoda.

The eaves of the drum tower are overlapped, one layer at a time, one after another, drawing people's sight continuously.

Xia Zimo stood under the drum tower and happily spread out his hands and laughed.

Han Yi held up his mobile phone: "Xiao Xia, stand up, I'll take a picture for you."

Xia Zimo opened her hands and asked Han Shao to take a picture of her.

Han Shao finished shooting, gave his mobile phone to Xiaoyu and asked Xiaoyu to take a picture of them.

Xiaoyu held a mobile phone and called to them: "you stand closer, and then stand closer."

Han Yi looked at the side of the light to see the smile of Xiao Xia, simply put her hand on her shoulder.

Xia Zimo thought it was a little bad, but when she saw that Xiaoyu was about to shoot, she still showed a sweet smile.In front of the building, there is a pebble inlaid Geping. Opposite the building is the stage. The drum tower is the place where all the villagers gather and discuss business, as well as the place for major festivals, song festivals, performances and other cultural and recreational activities.

At ordinary times, people in the village take a cool, chat and rest here. In the evening, young people talk about love, play Sheng and sing songs downstairs.

This kind of life must be very beautiful.

On the drum tower, there are Diao Liang Huadong, see people dazzled.

When you get to the top, you can see the terraces cultivated by the local people in the distance. Xiaoyu said that in spring, the rape blossom season is as beautiful as a poem or a picture.

Xia Zimo breathed the air in the air. She could already imagine what kind of beauty it was.

I spent the whole afternoon playing in Dong village. I was in a good mood and didn't feel tired.

At more than three o'clock in the afternoon, the old man's son called to say that the sample had been dyed and asked them to come and have a look.

Because Han Yi has specially explained that this cloth needs to be more urgent, so that the old man can hurry up. I didn't expect that it would be OK so soon.

Xia Zimo walked a little sore, and Han Shao joked: "Xiao Xia, do you want me to carry you?"

Xia Zimo sheepishly laughed: "no, no, I have good energy."

Xiao Yu asked, "are you a boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Xia Zimo answers quickly: "no, he is my boss, I am his employee."

Han Shaoyang began to smile, the sun fell on him, there is no trace of mottled shadow, clean as a picture, he said: "Xiao Xia, you should be my girlfriend."

"Ah?" Xia Zimo was scared and then laughed, "Han Shao, don't be kidding. I can't stand up."

Han Yi smiles and looks at her beautiful face. She looks like a joke, but she also looks serious: "I'm serious. If you are my girlfriend, I will treat you well."

"Ha ha," Xia Zimo looked up with a smile and took a sip of water: "you said to Xuanxuan that she would laugh to death in her dreams."

Han Yi's smile darkens a few, Xia Zimo has already trotted forward.

She was looking forward to the cloth.

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