Somewhere deep in an unknown forest, the trees are so lush that they block out the sun.
Thick layers of moss grew on the sturdy tree trunks, and unknown reptiles clung to them, crawling slowly...
The mountain road under my feet was very rugged, and the road was covered by grass and vines everywhere, leaving no space for even a leg to rest...
There was a subtle sound of flowing water coming from the jungle. A winding stream passed through the ancient jungle and stretched across it...
The green mountains on both sides of the river tower into the clouds, and the cliffs are also covered with green. The crack above the canyon is just enough for the sun to fall, casting a layer of golden gauze over the village located in the hidden valley...
Most of the buildings in the village are made of bamboo. The bamboo buildings are divided into two floors. The upper part is for living, and the lower part is for keeping some poultry and livestock...
The sun had just come out from the clouds, and the people in the village pushed open the doors and walked out of their houses. The women were wearing silver clothes, pleated skirts, silver belts in the middle, and various silver items hanging from top to bottom. When the sun shone on them, they reflected various silver lights, looking heavy and beautiful...
When the movement is large, the whole body will make a "clattering" sound...
No outsiders are allowed into the village unless they are brought back by a highly respected person or the young master of the village.
A row of women changing clothes squatted by the stream. They had their hair combed neatly into buns and were talking and laughing while beating clothes with mallets.
Because the village is remote and hidden in the deep mountains and valleys, they don’t get much sunlight, so their skin is relatively fair. Although they work all year round, their faces and hands look much younger than their actual age...
In addition to the women who got up early to work, the children also got up early and ran around and played in the village, while the men from each family carried backpacks or machetes and went into the depths of the jungle in groups of two or three...
Everyone performs their duties, repeating their daily work, with smiles on their faces, so bright and happy...
However, beneath these bright and innocent smiles, there are unknown secrets hidden——
Every person in this village, from the octogenarians to the three-year-old children, is an expert in making poisonous insects!
......
The village is high.
Outside the bamboo house far away from the center of the village.
A beautiful girl wearing traditional village clothes was carrying a pile of clothes and preparing to go to the river.
Compared to the women in the village, her skin was especially white. It was not the kind of paleness that comes from not seeing the sun for a long time, but the kind of whiteness that glowed with a radiant luster, like a piece of fine mutton-fat jade, which looked even more crystal clear when placed in the sunlight...
She wore no heavy silver ornaments, but she had plenty of decorations.
The neck, wrists, waist...even the slender ankles are also wearing exquisite and small silver ornaments...
These silver ornaments seemed to be specially made for her, and they fit her perfectly. In addition to some exquisite silver pendants, she also wore a few small and round silver bells around her waist and wrists...
As she moved, the bells jingled non-stop, the sound was clear and pleasant...
Gu Yangyang looked up at the sun above her head and thought that the sunshine was great today.
She has been in the village for some time. Even though her residence is the sunniest place, such bright sunshine is still rare.
The warm sunshine fell on her, and her mood also improved.
She couldn't help but smile slightly, and her pace quickened a little...
But before she walked out of the yard, someone called her.
"Yangyang, wait."
A young man, also dressed in traditional clothes, walked out of the house with a smile on his delicate face.
Gu Yangyang paused and looked at the other person with a smile in her eyes:
"What's wrong Wen Xia?"
Wen Xia's footsteps paused slightly, then returned to normal.
He looked at the smile on the girl's face. Whenever she showed him such a sweet and innocent smile, his heart softened...
He walked over, took the clothes from the girl's arms naturally, and said gently:
"Yangyang, stop washing. I'll go get someone else to wash it."
"How can this be... Last time I asked Xiaoqiu and the others to wash it. Who do you plan to let wash it this time?" The girl looked at him with obvious disapproval. Although her beautiful eyes were a little coquettish, they were full of intimacy.
Wen Xia is taller than her, and although his face is still that of a teenager, his mature demeanor is enough to make people rely on him.
Only when in front of her would the young master of the insect village show his innocent and coquettish look.
He gently placed his chin on the girl's shoulder, looked at her with his clear and pure black eyes, and said nonchalantly:
"What's the matter? Xiaoqiu and the others should be very happy to wash your clothes..."
Gu Yangyang was helpless: "But no matter what, they are still children..."
Gu Yangyang always felt bad for letting a group of seven or eight-year-old children wash her clothes and bed sheets...
There was some confusion and embarrassment on her pretty face. Wen Xia knew at a glance that she must have been soft-hearted again.
After returning to the Insect Village, he realized that she was such a soft-hearted person. As long as he pretended to be pitiful, he could get her care and protection. She was a typical gullible person...
He sighed, threw the clothes in his arms to the ground, and hugged the girl in his arms.
"Yangyang, don't always be so kind..."
"They are all seven or eight years old, not children anymore... Even if you don't let them help with the laundry, their mother will still let them do it..."
"Besides, it's not like you're asking them to wash the dishes for nothing. Didn't you also make peach blossom cakes for them? With such a good reward, they should be happy to help wash the dishes..."
Hearing this, the girl blushed slightly and punched the boy on the shoulder: "You are the young master after all, how can you talk like that..."
Not knowing what she was thinking of, her face turned redder, and her eyes flickered as she looked at the boy, too shy to look him in the eye.
She said in a low voice, very embarrassed: "And you taught me how to make my peach blossom pastry... but it's not as delicious as yours..."
Looking at her soft and shy appearance like a kitten, Wen Xia felt that his whole heart was filled, bulging and extremely satisfied.
He raised his lips, his delicate face showing pampering and indulgence:
"It's okay, they love what you cook..."