Chapter 118

By seven o'clock in the morning, Guan zhongyun was already awake.

When he got up from the bed, he looked at the time and sighed.

Or get up late

Under normal circumstances, he would wake up at six o'clock on his own, which has been the case for years.

Forget which famous person said that you don't need to sleep so much when you are alive, because you will have a lot of time to sleep after you die.

Guan zhongyun has always been a standard and never sleeps much.

After getting up in bed, Guan zhongyun put on his clothes and walked out.

As he dressed, Chen Mu turned over. Guan zhongyun could not help but stop for fear of waking the young man.

When Chen Mu turned over and fell asleep again, he began to make a slight whistling sound in his nose. Then Guan zhongyun gave a silent smile and continued to walk out.

He likes this young man very much. He is energetic and energetic. He does things seriously and talks Well, you can talk to anyone. Even Yuanyuan, a little assistant who has always been known for being difficult to deal with, can also chat with each other. It's a rare show of affinity.

After a drink last night, Guan zhongyun knows that he is not the only one who likes this young man.

After washing, Guan zhongyun went outdoors in his down jacket and began to move his hands and feet.

At this time, the night is still cold, and the dry air still has a strong chill.

Guan zhongyun has got used to it. Although the temperature difference between the day and the night is large, compared with the humid and hot weather in southern China in summer, when it is cold, it makes people feel cold and nowhere to escape. When it is hot, it is boring and makes people feel hot with water, which is really much better.

After his physical activities, Guan zhongyun began to practice martial arts.

Hand, eye, body, method and step are the five methods of body training. Singing, reciting, beating and setting are the four skills for practicing stage performance. These "four skills and five methods" are what Guan zhongyun learned from an elder in the field of traditional Chinese opera. It is not a secret book that can not be spread abroad. Many people know it.

As a matter of fact, for the actors, they don't have high requirements for practicing kung fu, but Guan zhongyun thinks that it can not only exercise their body, but also help their own performance, so he always insists on it.

The time soon arrived at 7:30. The Uygur old man came riding a donkey. He said hello to Guan zhongyun first, and then tied the donkey with a limp.

Guan zhongyun has been staring at the lame legs of the Uyghur elderly people. There is no discrimination or other meaning. It is entirely caused by his occupational disease. He wants to observe how the lame people walk, figure out the movements and behaviors of the characters, and collect materials for future performances.

When the Uyghur old man came back, Guan zhongyun carefully took his eyes back and did not dare to look again.

"Good morning, Lao Guan."

The Uygur old man took out a Nang from his big cloth pocket and handed it to Guan zhongyun: "my family has made a Nang. I'll bring you one. You can try it."

Thank you

Guan zhongyun was not polite. He took the Nang and ate it.

From these days of contact, Guan zhongyun and the old Uygur have become friends. Knowing the family background of this Uygur compatriot, he asked, "what's the health of elder sister Guli? Nang She didn't do it, did she? Well, you should persuade her to rest more and not move

The old Uighur shook his head: "no, no, it's made by reyihan. Guli is in good health, but Raihan will not let her work. She still complains too much.

The old Uygur began to get busy preparing for the opening of the gas station. Guan zhongyun was eating Nang and chatting with him. After a while, the villagers of yakashi village came one after another.

"Aji, why are you here, reheman?"

When the Uygur old man saw an old man with one eye, he couldn't help asking.

The one eyed old man was a little embarrassed and laughed, and said, "reheman is ill. Today I will go to work for him."

The old Uighur frowned: "I tell you, you can come to work, but if I see you lazy, don't blame me for scolding you in front of everyone."

The one eyed old man hastily promised: "no, no, I can earn money. I'm not lazy."

Guan zhongyun, unable to understand Uyghur, felt that the one eyed old man was a little blind, so he asked the Uygur old man, "who is this?"

He has been working in the forest farm these days, and has got to know the villagers who come to help.

Although he is a big star outside, there are few people here who know that he is the film emperor, so the villagers only regard him as an ordinary person and there is no pressure to get along with him.

The Uygur old man said: "that man is reheman's father. When he was young, he was a rascal in our village. He was cheating and not doing good deeds. Today reheman is ill. He comes to work for him. I have to pay close attention to it."

Guan zhongyun has been collecting wind all the year round. He has seen so many so-called villains. Naturally, he knows what kind of virtue they are. So he nods and doesn't ask any more questions.

He doesn't care about the affairs in the forest farm, but he has made it clear these days that Chen Mu made the forest farm himself. He invited the villagers to work in order to let them have more income.There are more than 60 people here every day. Each of them has to give 80 yuan, which is 5000 yuan a day. For people in the countryside, this is not a small sum of money.

Guan zhongyun also heard that Chen Mu donated a school, which is under construction. This is why he likes this young man from the bottom of his heart.

On the surface, although Chen Mu is a little tired and lazy, it seems that he is a little bad, but that is only on the surface. As long as we understand what he has done, we can know what kind of person he is.

Soon, the villagers entered the forest farm and began to work.

"Elder brother azimaiti, I heard that Chen Mu's parents did not have this forest farm before, did they?"

While working, Guan zhongyun listened to Chen mu.

The Uygur elderly can't do heavy work. Most of the time, they just move saplings and supervise others. So when he heard Guan zhongyun's question, he took a break and replied, "yes, Xiaomu created the forest farm alone. A young man who has studied in university is knowledgeable and can do anything. If it wasn't for him, our forestry company would not be able to make money. Well, even Mr. Chen praised him as a good guy. "

Guan zhongyun can hear his pride from the words of the Uyghur old man. After all, he has regarded Chen Mu as his family's child, because he will not hesitate to block the gun.

The other villagers in yakashi village may not have the deep feelings for Chen Mu as the Uyghur elderly, but they also trust and appreciate Chen mu, as can be seen from his plain words.

"Xiaomu is a good young man. If he didn't make farmhouse fun, where could our village live such a good life?"

"I've never seen such a good Xia boy. I've been to college and have a lot of skills. So children still have to read before they can be like Xiaomu."

"If I have a girl, I will marry him. Tut, I will never worry about such a son-in-law, do you think?"

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