Lu Zhixia kept a distance from him, one in front and one behind, and followed him into the village.
It wasn't until we actually entered that we realized how big the village really was, but the population wasn't very dense.
Basically, each household occupies a piece of land, and some are two households next to each other, probably built by two brothers.
The three people walking in front had long since disappeared.
The men here wear very distinctive clothing, traditional ethnic attire, with headscarves wrapped around their heads, and the overall color is black.
It was much prettier than the women's clothes; the black dress was embroidered with patterns, and she wore silver jewelry around her neck and on her ears.
Some women also wear bracelets, most of which are silver; very few wear gold.
I met quite a few people along the way, and they were all very warm and friendly.
Lu Zhixia felt that the local customs and culture were really nice. Perhaps it was because they were wealthy that they were willing to accept people from outside.
Many people have invited her to come over for a meal when she has time.
After saying goodbye to another family, Lu Zhixia carried a backpack with an embroidered phoenix pattern that was very lifelike and beautiful.
"Grandpa, the people in your village are so hospitable."
“Just accept what they give you. If you don’t, they’ll feel really uncomfortable. When you come back next time, bring them some gifts. The gifts don’t need to be expensive; the thought is what counts. Just keep walking up that hillside, and that’s my house.”
Lu Zhixia looked up at the small hill in front of her. She had to climb a mountain to get home. She admired her grandfather, who was almost 100 years old and could still climb mountains.
But in an attempt to get closer to him, she deliberately asked, "Grandpa, you live so high up, how old are you this year?"
Old Master Bai stroked his beard.
How old do you think I am?
Lu Zhixia deliberately asked, "Are you 65 years old this year?"
"Hahahaha!" Old Master Bai laughed heartily.
Lu Zhixia laughed along; the old man loved hearing that. The first step of getting on his good side was a success; now it was up to luck.
"Grandpa!" A voice called out from afar, a childish voice that was both cute and fierce.
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