Xia Wei Liang didn't know if others believed her, but she absolutely had to stick close!
Regardless, she had personally experienced flash floods and mudslides. She might not revere ghosts and spirits, but she was utterly devoted to nature, treating it like an ancestor!
Daring to joke with nature was simply asking for death.
She squeezed into the spot next to the man, following him wherever he went, terrified of being left behind!
"Handsome guy, what's your name?" she chatted with him as they walked.
The man didn't respond at first. After she persistently asked seven or eight times, even Mikoy grew tired of it, "Why don't you just give him a name? Stop asking!"
"Sure!"
Would Xia Wei Liang be stingy about bestowing a name?
"Looking at your shoes, I'll call you..."
The man suddenly stopped.
"Xin Hong."
He never wanted to hear any more talk about "shoes"!
"Wow, nice name!" Xia Wei Liang patted her chest, "My name is..."
"Xia Wei Liang." Xin Hong glanced at her, "I know."
"Really? You... really know me?"
Xia Wei Liang was overwhelmed with flattery, "Heavens, is my fame that widespread now?"
It had spread to such an isolated village!
Xin Hong didn't stop walking, and without looking up, he said, "The second person can't sing a song like that."
"Uh..."
It wasn't the answer she expected.
Ignoring the stifled laughter beside her, Xia Wei Liang smiled and asked, "Don't you think... it's special?"
Xin Hong turned to look at her, his eyes filled with confusion, "You call that life-threatening sound special?" After pondering for two seconds, "Well, I suppose it barely counts."
"..."
The two chatted back and forth. It seemed Xia Wei Liang was the talkative one, but if one observed closely, Xin Hong answered every question.
Xi En, not far from them, glanced in their direction and occasionally noticed Xin Hong looking at Xia Wei Liang intently when she spoke...
The forest wasn't large; the rain just made the path slippery, slowing them down.
When they emerged, everyone was disheveled, but as they steadied themselves and looked ahead, their eyes widened.
All these rows of thatched huts, were they serious?
Each and every one of them, built like military tents, was something you'd probably only see in deep mountains and old forests.
Moreover, the neatness of their construction clearly wasn't half-hearted! If they had that much effort, why not use a few bricks to build a house! Sudan Novels Network
"Uh..."
Director Huang looked at Xin Hong, "Excuse me, may I ask, have you always lived here?"
"Yes. We're used to it." Xin Hong walked ahead first, and the group followed obediently behind him, looking around with curiosity.
Xia Wei Liang observed carefully. Although they were thatched huts, they were different from ordinary ones. They seemed to have been precisely measured, possessing both space and aesthetics, and appearing quite sturdy, so there was no need to worry about a gust of wind blowing them away.
She walked up to Xin Hong, "Were these built by a master craftsman?"
"...Me."
"Whoa! I wouldn't have guessed!"
Xia Wei Liang's casual remark earned her a tap on the head.
Brother Tap looked up from his camera, "Don't spout nonsense, we're recording."
Xia Wei Liang quickly clasped her hands in apology, "My apologies."
Turning back to Xin Hong, he truly was a treasure!
These houses were built like tourist attractions. If they were open as a homestay, they would definitely be a huge hit!
Without time to appreciate the scenery of Ba Qi Village, Xin Hong led everyone into the largest and most impressive two-story thatched hut among the cluster.
He called out to the interior, "Village Chief, everyone has arrived."
Finally getting to meet the Village Chief, Director Huang immediately straightened up. It was a matter of etiquette, and it showed his great respect for Ba Qi Village.
"Cough cough..."
First came a coughing sound, suggesting he wasn't in good health.
Then, the sound of shuffling shoes came from inside, and a person emerged from behind the curtain...