Yakashi village is a small village with only about 200 people.

The harsh environment in the desert leads to poverty here. More than half of the young people in the village have to go out to work. Only some old and young women and children are left to stay at home. They rely on the money earned by the young people outside to send them back and make a living.

As a result, the village presents a bit of dilapidated antiquity, as if the ancient ruins were about to be submerged in the dust of the desert.

The center of the village is the location of the big well. Everyone washes, cooks and drinks around it. Its position is extremely important.

Originally, the underground water channel has been intermittent, and it will not be long before it will be completely disconnected. Fortunately, Chen Mu connected it with his black technology map, so that it can continue to be used. Otherwise, people in the village will have no choice but to move due to water shortage, and the small village will be really submerged in the dust.

They went through the village and saw the wells, and the houses and the layout around them.

It has to be said that the Uyghur people in yakashi village still keep many traditions and customs of their ancestors. The architectural styles all have a unique exotic beauty, which makes the three tourists feast their eyes.

Chen Mu has been to Yakeshi village for a long time. He has seen all the things he should see, so he doesn't feel good about it. At this time, he just tries to use his brain to spread out what he knows about the village and introduce them one by one.

"The well you saw was said to have been dug in the Qing Dynasty. It is of great archaeological value. The stones around the well head are engraved with the words" Karez ", but they are in Uighur."

"The materials of the houses here are all the yellow clay and mud blocks unique to the local people. They have to be dug up in the Gobi desert a mile away, transported back by camels or donkeys, and then processed."

"Basically, every family in the village will plant auspicious trees, that is, mulberry trees. When the weather is fine, sitting under the mulberry trees and looking up at the sky is really indescribable relaxed and comfortable."

"Uyghur people have a custom that when a boy reaches a certain age, his elders will push him hard. If he can stand up, it means he can get married..."

Tour guide Chen is dedicated to his duty, and a dilapidated small village also lets him blow out some cultural details. These are all the words he thought about last night. In any case, if the hardware is not enough, you should rely on the software. You can say anything about history, feelings, personal feelings and so on, as long as it makes sense.

Of course, tour guide Chen also thought about it last night. The most important thing is not to play too hard, but to use local materials. Otherwise, these three people are masters who like to run outdoors. They have money and insight, and they will easily feel disgusted when they hear too embarrassing nonsense, which is not beautiful.

Fortunately, Chen's introduction seems to be disappointing. All the three tourists listened with great interest and occasionally asked some small questions, forming a very good question and answer interactive teaching mode.

After a while, the party has come to the Uygur elderly and aunt Guri's home.

"Old companion, we'll be back."

The Uygur old man jumped off the donkey and went home in a hurry to remind his wife that the guests were coming. As the host, he should come out to meet him.

After getting off the camel, he continued to show off to the three tourists: "legend has it that when the Uygur man is of marriageable age, the elders of the family will ride horses and go to the homes of girls of suitable age. What are they looking at? Look at the doors of these people. Look here. This is called a door Dang. It can be made of iron or copper. The elder on horseback also had his own whip in his hand. If his family was rich, he used copper whip, but if he was not rich, he would use horse whip. In this way, only when they see the same level of family, they will knock on the door and ask about their marriage. If the level is not right, they will not knock on the door and ask for nothing. This is a little bit of what we call a proper family in Xia people. "

"Well, look, what are the doorbells of Uncle izmaiti's house made of?"

Tour guide Chen deliberately bought a pass, very heroic raised the amniotic water bag to give himself a mouthful.

Listening to Chen's words, all three tourists raised their heads and observed the door dangling on the gate. Li Yihan couldn't help holding up his camera and quickly "snapped" twice.

"The door of uncle's house is made of iron."

After selling the pass, Chen continued: "in fact, what I just said is a legend. I don't know whether it's true or not, and I don't know whether every family still chooses their parents in this way. But if you look at the door Dang and mulberry trees in the yard from this angle, do you think it's very nice and comfortable to look at? Right, that's it. It's very beautiful to look at it in this way. So even if life becomes poorer, we must live with beauty. I believe this is the life taste of Uygur people. "

Chen's tour guide is pure hubris. The event of "mengdang blind date" is similar to that of a Qingyun stone in other tourist attractions.

Regardless of the true or false, we must have a relationship with historical celebrities, and then the tour guide can lotus flower and make up stories.

After a while, the Uygur elderly led aunt Guri out, along with their daughter-in-law and their grandchildren."Xiao Mu, you've come to see my aunt again. She misses you."

Aunt Guli's chubby figure was particularly amiable. She said hello to Chen Mu as soon as she arrived, just like seeing her own children.

Chen Mu also liked this alien mother who had been taking care of herself. She crossed her hands horizontally in front of her chest with Uyghur etiquette, nodded and bowed, then said "Salamu". Then he went forward, took the fat aunt's hand and said, "Auntie Guli, thank you for letting uncle izymati bring me Nang and jam. It's so delicious. No, I'll share them I gave it to my friend. It's not enough to eat, so I have to come to you. "

As he spoke, he said hello to the daughter-in-law of the Uyghur old man next to him and called his "sister-in-law".

"Just come. Don't worry. Reyihan and I are ready. Today, you can eat as much as you like. You can eat enough with hand grabbing and Nang."

Aunt Guli held Chen Mu's hand tightly and said happily. Then she seemed to think of Chen Mu's parents who had passed away. She hugged Chen mu with a little heartache and said in a low voice: "poor child."

Chen Mu also hugged the alien mother, then went into the main topic and said, "Auntie Guli, these three are my friends. I'm here to visit you today."

Cheng Zijun and the three of them have been quietly watching the communication between Chen Mu and the Uygur family since they got off the camel.

Although they knew that Chen Mu was familiar with this area, they had no idea that he had such a close relationship with the Uygur family here.

Looking at the attitude of the Uyghur family towards Chen mu, they suddenly have a deep impression that there may be no other summer people here who are more familiar with everything here than this boy.

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