The four of them left the mushroom house and went to Teacher Zhang's house again.
"Teacher Zhang!"
At this moment, Teacher Zhang was sitting on his chair and looking outside leisurely.
Then, she heard Jiang Feng's voice.
A smile appeared on the old man's kind face."
"It's Xiaojiang, again?"
"Hehehe…Sorry to disturb you again.”Jiang Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.
He had already disturbed Teacher Zhang before, so it was inevitable that he would feel awkward and embarrassed if he came again.
"This child, what are you saying about disturbing me!”
Zhang laoshi stood up and spoke to Jiang Feng like a grandfather and grandson. He patted his shoulder and said,
"Tell me, why are you looking for me now?”
He Jiong, Reba, and Tong Liya stood at the back. Looking at how familiar the two of them were, they looked at each other in surprise.
"Jiang Feng and this Teacher Zhang are so close?”
Tong Liya asked.
"Yeah."
Reba smiled and nodded, then told Tong Liya about the first time Jiang Feng and Teacher Zhang met.
He was knowledgeable, humble, and polite.
It left a deep impression on Teacher Zhang.
"Sister Yaya, let me tell you, this Zhang laoshi is really good. He even sent food to Jiang Feng before!”
Reba scratched her head and said in a daze,
"I think it's called…something called Five-colored Rice.”
Jiang Feng turned around and glared at her,"
"That's called Tricolor Rice! Where did the five-colored rice come from…Are you a pig?”
"You!"
Reba puffed up her cheeks, looking angry but not daring to talk back. It was really cute.
It made Tong Liya and He Jiong laugh.
"Teacher Zhang, back then, you said that we could go to the tea house to pick tea leaves…"
"Oh, it's about this…Sure, sure.”
The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"I thought it was a big deal!"
Then, he took out his phone and called his old friend.
The two of them communicated in Miao language over the phone, leaving Reba and Tong Liya confused.
"Teacher He, do you understand?" Reba asked.
"Are you crazy? "I'm learning Arabic, not Hmong…" He Jiong rolled his eyes.
A few minutes later.
The old man hung up the phone and looked at Jiang Feng. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Feng interrupted him,"
"Your friend is too polite. We don't have to pick so many…"
"Hmm?"
The old man was stunned at first, then he said in surprise,
You can understand us?"
Jiang Feng smiled and nodded.
He had super memory and photographic memory. Learning a language was a piece of cake for him.
If it was his first time here, he wouldn't understand, but he had done his homework when he went back.
"Earlier, you said on the phone that you could give us two hours to pick the tea. We don't need that much time…"
Jiang Feng said.
This time, even He Jiong, Tong Liya, and Reba who were behind him were stunned.
How could this guy even understand Miao language?
"Jiang Feng, he…"
Tong Liya blinked her beautiful eyes and wanted to ask Reba, how did Jiang Feng know Miao language?
However, Reba's head shook like a rattle-drum.
She was still mumbling "headache" and "headache".
The bullet comments exploded as well, all saying," Brother Feng is proficient in Miao language?!”、" Brother Feng is too talented, isn't he?" "There seems to be nothing he can't do!" "No…you might have forgotten the fear of Brother Xiaojiang being dominated by Chinese alphabets!”
"You…"
The old man looked at Jiang Feng with admiration,"
"If you know our Miao language, you can be considered half a member of the Miao family!”
"Hehehe…"
Seeing that Jiang Feng was still so calm and humble, the old man's gaze became even gentler."
"Then let's go, I'll bring you there.”
……
Miao Village wasn't big. According to Teacher Zhang, there were close to a thousand people living here. It was a large village.
There's a tea factory in the back mountain. It belongs to Zhang laoshi's friend...
After walking for more than ten minutes.
The five of them stopped in front of the tea factory.
A middle-aged man was waiting outside the door. He was the child of Teacher Zhang's friend.
After some discussion, the middle-aged man brought Jiang Feng and the others into the tea factory.
Behind the factory was a tea mountain. There was ample sunlight and ample water. It was obvious that the color of the tea leaves was better.
"These are all spring tea, right?"
Jiang Feng asked as he looked at the tea trees that looked like terraces.
"Yes! This is a local tea. I don't know about other places, but here, we produce three seasons a year.”the middle-aged man introduced.
"Alright, friends, let's start then?”
A smile appeared on He Jiong's lips. Reba and Tong Liya were also excited.
They were all looking forward to picking tea leaves.
"Then thank you!"
Jiang Feng first thanked the middle-aged man, then shouted at Reba,
"Stupid girl!"
"Who are you calling!"
Reba kicked him angrily, but Jiang Feng dodged it.
"Remember to pluck a leaf and a bud at the same time. In the local language, it's called a leaf and a bud.”
"I know!"
Reba pouted and stuck out her tongue at Jiang Feng to make a face.
I'm so angry.
He always called her stupid.
Tong Liya covered her mouth and laughed.
"You two are so funny."
"What are you joking about…He always bullies me.”
"I see that you always bully him.”
Tong Liya pulled Reba to the side and avoided the camera. She whispered,
"Tell me the truth, do you hate Jiang Feng?”
"Ah?"
Reba blinked and shook her head.
"I don't hate it!"
"So if you don't hate him, then you like him?"
"Sis…you're such a logic freak.”
Reba rolled her eyes.
"Who told you that if you don't hate it, you like it?”
"So you don't like it?"
Tong Liya asked.
Reba's pretty face turned red, and she stuttered as she spoke,
"Who, who would like that steely straight man! Picking tea leaves!"
Looking at Reba's back, Tong Liya secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
" It's good that you don't like it…Otherwise, I might not be able to compete with you…"
He Jiong followed behind Jiang Feng. Teacher Zhang also carried a small bamboo basket, planning to pick some tea leaves to boil for himself.
At this moment.
"Chashan's little sister's pretty face, ah ~ also ~ also, pretty face…"
Reba and Tong Liya's singing could be heard from afar.
Her mature and mature voice was mixed with a hint of a childish voice, which instantly made the mood of the tea plucking people happy.
"Hey, you're even singing?"
He Jiong smiled and continued to sing,
"Ten sharp fingers picking tea leaves…"
Everyone sang,"Ah ~ also ~ also, busy picking tea leaves."
It was a peaceful scene of picking tea leaves.
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