Chapter: 2918
Seeing the sadness and despair on her son's face, Mother Lin reached out and hugged her son distressedly: "But, Xiaohang, people can't be resurrected from the dead, you have to think about me and your dad, you are us, it's not easy. Raised son.
Parents want to see you happy and don't want you to be immersed in pain every day! "When she spoke, Mother Lin couldn't help crying.
Lin Hang looked at the white hair on his mother's head and sighed lightly: "Mom, don't worry! I promised you that I wouldn't do stupid things, I'll do what I say, I'm hungry and want to Have a meal."
As soon as she heard that her son wanted to eat, Mother Lin quickly wiped her tears and told the nanny to prepare the meal.
It's just that Lin Hang's bitterness grew even stronger when he saw the loving appearance of his eldest brother and sister-in-law at the dining table.
Early the next morning, he put on his luggage and camera, left Rain City, and started his wandering life. He wanted to go to every corner of the land to experience the different customs and customs in different regions. .
Go and shoot those touching and shocking pictures and do something meaningful.
It was like this for several months, and when the flowers bloomed in the spring of the second year, he came to an extremely poor, rugged and steep rural village in the northwest mountainous area, which was almost isolated from the rest of the world.
It is already thousands of kilometers away from Rain City.
A few months of wandering shooting career, local customs and touching stories in different regions have relieved his whole mood a lot.
This village is called Cliff Village, because the road is inconvenient and the mountain road is rugged. It basically takes a day to go back and forth to go down the mountain. 8 seven 7zw
There are probably dozens of families in the village, but I heard that the government has taken a series of measures against them, building new homes for them at the foot of the mountain. It seems that they can move down the mountain by the end of the year.
The traffic here is blocked, and the news is also blocked. Except for the satellite network mobile phone signal, there is no broadband at all.
When Lin Hang climbed up with a local man named Lao Xu, he happened to see a family in front of the house. Under the pear tree, there were three people wearing floral shirts that are common in rural areas. They were about three or four years old, and they looked pink and jade. The little girl, holding a small wooden stick, is driving a group of ducklings home.
The little girl's mouth was plausible: "Quick, go home! Otherwise, the big bad wolf will eat you."
Another little girl said: "Big sister, you are lying again, my mother said that we don't have big bad wolves here at all!"
The third little girl laughed and said, "Second sister, the eldest sister is lying to the little duck! Why do you take it so seriously."
The eldest of the little girls turned to look at the younger sisters: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and drive the ducks home, let's find mother!"
Lin Hang saw these three identical looking cute and charming little girls, with a surprised look on his face, he picked up the camera and was ready to take pictures.
However, before he had time to take pictures, he was discovered by three little girls.
The little girl who was the eldest sister walked over with a small wooden stick and pointed at him: "Who are you? What are you doing? What are you holding in your hand?"
Old Xu, a villager who followed Lin Hang up, quickly pointed at the little girl and said, "Huanhuan, it is impolite to point at people with a small stick. This uncle is from the city and is a photographer. He specializes in taking beautiful pictures here. scenery and stuff."
The little girl named Huanhuan tilted her head and asked with a puzzled face: "Uncle Xu, what is a photographer? What does a photographer do?"
The sister next to her immediately said, "I know, it's the one who shoots people's shadows like Hou Yi with a bow and arrow. This is the photographer, Uncle Xu, am I right?"
The little girl's innocent words immediately made Lin Hang and Lao Xu laugh.
Lao Xu shook his head and said, "Lele, so you are wrong. The photographer is a person with culture and knowledge. If you see it, he just took the pear tree in front of your house and used this machine to shoot it for the better. Many people see it. Do you understand?" JrNovels.com
Parents want to see you happy and don't want you to be immersed in pain every day! "When she spoke, Mother Lin couldn't help crying.
Lin Hang looked at the white hair on his mother's head and sighed lightly: "Mom, don't worry! I promised you that I wouldn't do stupid things, I'll do what I say, I'm hungry and want to Have a meal."
As soon as she heard that her son wanted to eat, Mother Lin quickly wiped her tears and told the nanny to prepare the meal.
It's just that Lin Hang's bitterness grew even stronger when he saw the loving appearance of his eldest brother and sister-in-law at the dining table.
Early the next morning, he put on his luggage and camera, left Rain City, and started his wandering life. He wanted to go to every corner of the land to experience the different customs and customs in different regions. .
Go and shoot those touching and shocking pictures and do something meaningful.
It was like this for several months, and when the flowers bloomed in the spring of the second year, he came to an extremely poor, rugged and steep rural village in the northwest mountainous area, which was almost isolated from the rest of the world.
It is already thousands of kilometers away from Rain City.
A few months of wandering shooting career, local customs and touching stories in different regions have relieved his whole mood a lot.
This village is called Cliff Village, because the road is inconvenient and the mountain road is rugged. It basically takes a day to go back and forth to go down the mountain. 8 seven 7zw
There are probably dozens of families in the village, but I heard that the government has taken a series of measures against them, building new homes for them at the foot of the mountain. It seems that they can move down the mountain by the end of the year.
The traffic here is blocked, and the news is also blocked. Except for the satellite network mobile phone signal, there is no broadband at all.
When Lin Hang climbed up with a local man named Lao Xu, he happened to see a family in front of the house. Under the pear tree, there were three people wearing floral shirts that are common in rural areas. They were about three or four years old, and they looked pink and jade. The little girl, holding a small wooden stick, is driving a group of ducklings home.
The little girl's mouth was plausible: "Quick, go home! Otherwise, the big bad wolf will eat you."
Another little girl said: "Big sister, you are lying again, my mother said that we don't have big bad wolves here at all!"
The third little girl laughed and said, "Second sister, the eldest sister is lying to the little duck! Why do you take it so seriously."
The eldest of the little girls turned to look at the younger sisters: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and drive the ducks home, let's find mother!"
Lin Hang saw these three identical looking cute and charming little girls, with a surprised look on his face, he picked up the camera and was ready to take pictures.
However, before he had time to take pictures, he was discovered by three little girls.
The little girl who was the eldest sister walked over with a small wooden stick and pointed at him: "Who are you? What are you doing? What are you holding in your hand?"
Old Xu, a villager who followed Lin Hang up, quickly pointed at the little girl and said, "Huanhuan, it is impolite to point at people with a small stick. This uncle is from the city and is a photographer. He specializes in taking beautiful pictures here. scenery and stuff."
The little girl named Huanhuan tilted her head and asked with a puzzled face: "Uncle Xu, what is a photographer? What does a photographer do?"
The sister next to her immediately said, "I know, it's the one who shoots people's shadows like Hou Yi with a bow and arrow. This is the photographer, Uncle Xu, am I right?"
The little girl's innocent words immediately made Lin Hang and Lao Xu laugh.
Lao Xu shook his head and said, "Lele, so you are wrong. The photographer is a person with culture and knowledge. If you see it, he just took the pear tree in front of your house and used this machine to shoot it for the better. Many people see it. Do you understand?" JrNovels.com
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