It's okay to shoot each other.
There was no selfie stick back then, so what if a young girl wanted to take a group photo?
You can only ask outsiders for help, right?
"What's wrong?"
Mao Xiaoyu posed for a long time, but Luo Bo was alone in a daze.
Luo Bo's expression was serious: "I suddenly thought of a question.
You say, it's very good to be a girl, and if you travel together, will you take a group photo?
” "You don't have to ask.
Absolutely.
After Mao Xiaoyu laughed, he twisted his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
” Luo Bo didn't answer, and continued to ask: "There was no selfie stick back then, how could I take a group photo?"
” Mao Xiaoyu felt that he was a good idiot to ask: "Of course it's looking for other tourists to take pictures on your behalf......
Hey?
She realized, "Other tourists?
So, someone near them?
” "That's right."
Luo Bo smiled comfortably, and said in a circle by the stream: "The scenery here is good, but the location is relatively remote.
However, if the girl could have found it ten years ago, there may be other tourists who will find it too. ” "However, even if a tourist took a group photo of them back then, there was a vast sea of people, how to find it?"
Luo Bo suddenly froze his body, his eyes were deep, and he said slowly: "What if you are not a tourist?"
” "What?"
Mao Xiaoyu didn't understand.
At this moment, Peanut flew over excitedly and shouted, "Mom, uncle, come and see." ” "Peanuts?
What are you looking at?
” Peanut pointed to a patch of grass: "There's a small lake over there, and there's someone fishing for gold by the lake."
The fish is so big, and it looks so good. ” "Someone's fishing?"
Mao Xiaoyu smiled: "Here, there are still fishermen?"
"Look at Luo Bo.
Luo Bo was looking in the same direction as the grass.
"Boss, what are you looking at?"
Luo Bo walked over and said, "Here, it's a small road, right?"
” Mao Xiaoyu looked down.
It's a meadow.
However, the grass is not high, shallow, and occasionally has footprints.
Maybe it was left by tourists.
Peanut excited: "Uncle, yes.
It's a small road, but it doesn't seem to be walked by many people. ” "Peanut, you lead the way.
Uncle, look at the little lake you mentioned. ” "Okay."
Peanut turned around and flew slowly.
When you step on it, the grass is not high, and the grass under your feet is obviously different from the next one.
When you think about it, it vaguely looks like a shallow path.
"It's kind of like a path that someone has walked.
But the grass grows so high, no one has left for a long time, right?
” Luo Bo didn't answer, and watched carefully all the way.
The trees are tall and lush, and the wildflowers are abundant.
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"Look.
There.
Peanuts screamed loudly.
Looking up, there is a green glowing lake not far away.
The lake is not big, it's the size of a football field.
From time to time, fish jump out of the water.
The scales are flashing and flashing, which is beautiful.
Sure enough, there was an old man fishing by the lake.
Look at the dress is the village people.
The fishing tackle is also homemade and relatively rudimentary.
Mao Xiaoyu held the peanuts in the palm of his hand and glanced at Luo Bo.
Luo Bo stepped forward and greeted the old man: "Uncle, I caught a lot of fish." ” The old man glanced at him, and then at Mao Xiaoyu, faintly: "You are tourists, right?"
” "Yes.
We came from all over H City. ” "It's a lot of courage.
Few tourists dare to stay longer in Bison Valley. ” "Why?"
Luo Bo pretended to be stupid: "The scenery here is very beautiful, and it is more secluded than other places." ” "It's because it's remote and quiet, so there are few people here."
Luo Bo opened his mouth and wanted to say more, but he was worried that being too straightforward would attract the disgust of the old man, so he gave Mao Xiaoyu a look.
Mao Xiaoyu smiled and asked kindly: "Uncle, you are a local, right?"
” "Hmm."
The old man stared at the fishing rod.
"No wonder.
This lake is so beautiful, and it's too deep to hide, right?
If we weren't curious, we wouldn't be able to find this place?
” The old man turned his head sideways and smiled, "That's really the case.
This lake is not carried by locals, and tourists from other places do not know about it.
Look, this water, how clear.
And this fish, it's pretty big, isn't it?
” The old man grabbed a fat fish from the basket and showed it to them.
Although Mao Xiaoyu is poor, he has not divided the grains.
Surprise: "Well, what a fat fish."
What kind of fish is this?
” "It's called herring."
The old man is probably bored and lonely.
It is rare for someone to be interested in their own fish, and they will introduce Mao Xiaoyu endlessly.
Mao Xiaoyu wanted to yawn several times, but finally held back.
Quietly gave Luo Bo a color, and asked with his eyes if it was time to withdraw?
Does she have to fall asleep if she listens to it any longer?
Luo Bo shook his head slightly, but pretended to listen attentively with relish.
"Uncle, the fish is caught."
Mao Xiaoyu saw the buoy on the lake move.
Only then did the old man shut up and closed the pole with his hands dancing.
And he caught a big blue-black fish.
It is estimated to be two or three catties by the naked eye.
"Wow, sir, your fishing skills are really good."
Mao Xiaoyu gave a thumbs up.
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The old man was proud: "This needs to be said."
I'm in our village, and that's the first one to talk about fishing. ” Luo Bo seized the opportunity to ask: "Uncle, your village is nearby, right?"
” "Ah, that's it."
The old man was delighted, and pointed behind him with his hand.
Luo Bo looked at it, there was no village, just dense trees.
Mao Xiaoyu also stretched out his neck to look at it, and exclaimed, "Huh?
There's a trail there?
Uncle, where did you come from?
” "yes."
"So you didn't come in from the gate of the scenic spot?"
The old man packed up the basket and smiled: "I'm from a nearby village, and you can enter the scenic spot by copying the path."
Hassle-free and convenient. ” "But this path looks like a futile one?"
"No, no.
If you don't believe me, go away.
The old man put away the movable bench.
"Let's go?"
Mao Xiaoyu gestured to Luo Bo with his eyes.
Luo Bo smiled: "Then give the uncle a ride." ” "Oh, this guy has a good mouth."
The old man smiled at Luo Bo: "Otherwise, go to my house and sit down."
My wife is the best at making fish.
Let you taste the taste of our natural and pollution-free original fish. ” "Oh, thank you."
Descending from a paulownia tree, it is a very shallow and narrow path.
The road was paved with several layers of dead branches and leaves.
If it weren't for the old man leading the way, no one would have thought that this was a shortcut.
When we went down to the foot of the mountain, the road widened.
Meandering and winding until there is no end in sight.
"Uncle, do people in the village often go to the lake to fish from this path?"
"There are fewer fishers, and more girls are fished."
The old man laughed.
When Mao Xiaoyu heard this, there was a lot of information in it, so he exchanged glances with Luo Bo and asked with interest: "Didn't you say that it was remote there?"
How do you fish for girls?
” "The little girl from the city loves to drill into the mountains, and she is curious about everything, and she doesn't recognize many things in the mountains.
In the village, there is a young man who is idle in the water and goes over from the Bison Valley to help the little girls recognize a flower, pick a fruit, take a photo or something, and it is easy to get it. ”