Chapter 1537

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Du Xiaojuan drove, taking Xiao Hua and Zhang Ruoshui to the county town.

When they left, Zhang Ruoshui also brought along the little orange cat she had bought in town.

Du Xiaojuan dropped Xiao Hua and Zhang Ruoshui off in the county town center, letting the young couple go sightseeing on their own, while she went to buy some equipment for filming short videos.

Xiao Hua took Zhang Ruoshui and bought a cat carrier on this side of the county town, put the little cat inside, then went sightseeing again; after a while, the little cat kept meowing nonstop.

This little cat, outside and facing a strange environment, had no sense of security.

Zhang Ruoshui said she might as well take it down to Guangzhou early, put it in the rental house to settle down.

Xiao Hua had no objection to this, so he took her to the bus station to catch a bus.

When seeing Zhang Ruoshui onto the bus, Xiao Hua took the initiative to say:

"Don't come over here next week; if I have time, I'll go to Guangzhou to see you."

Hearing this, Zhang Ruoshui was overjoyed:

"Really? Then I'll definitely look forward to it!"

Xiao Hua smiled:

"The premise is having time; I can't put it too absolutely."

After seeing Zhang Ruoshui off, Xiao Hua felt somewhat melancholy inside.

He wandered along the street, and without realizing it, he had actually walked over to the Central Garden Community side.

So he went to see Li Jianjia.

Entering the house, he found it not only covered in dust but also with damp walls and mold spots at the base of the walls.

A house with no one living in it is like this; without human presence, it easily grows old and dilapidated.

This house in the city is already considered fine; if it were in the rural area and no one lived there for so long, it would probably have long since fallen into ruin.

Xiao Hua sat before the memorial hall converted from the living room, looking at the somewhat yellowed portrait of the deceased Li Jianjia; he said nothing, just sat there in a daze.

Once in a daze, it was several hours.

Until Du Xiaojuan had finished buying the equipment, called him, and asked if he wanted to go back together.

Only then did he come back to his senses from his stupor.

Around four in the afternoon, Du Xiaojuan came over to the Central Garden side to pick up Xiao Hua and drive back to town.

Xiao Hua sat in the passenger seat; Du Xiaojuan only glanced at him and discovered that Xiao Hua's expression was somewhat off.

So she drove while advising him:

"Xiao Hua, our life is short; many things, don't look back, look forward."

Xiao Hua smiled:

"Thank you, Eldest Sister-in-law."

The principle, many people understand.

But sometimes, knowing is easy and doing is hard.

Especially emotions, this kind of thing.

It's not that you can control it just by saying control.

Du Xiaojuan said again:

"Ruoshui is a pretty good person; I sincerely suggest you give it serious thought. Although she can't bring any help to your future prospects, she is clean, simple, has a good personality, and will definitely become a capable wife in the future! Besides, I don't believe you're the kind of man who wants to use marriage to make his official career rise step by step!"

Xiao Hua smiled:

"I will give it serious thought."

He indeed was not someone who wanted to achieve a leap in his official career through marriage.

If he really were that kind of impatient, short-sighted person, he wouldn't have chosen to return to the countryside to be a cadre back then.

He indeed was also seriously considering Zhang Ruoshui.

It was precisely because he was seriously considering it that it brought him struggle.

He needed to persuade his inner heart, get over that hurdle in his heart, before he could accept Zhang Ruoshui.

And he also knew clearly in his heart that if he got together with Zhang Ruoshui, he couldn't bring those past pains to live with Zhang Ruoshui; otherwise, it would be extremely unfair to Zhang Ruoshui.

Returning to Shangou Village, the time was already nearly five o'clock.

Li Xiulan had already started cooking.

Du Xiaojuan pulled Wang Dashan, busily discussing how to renovate the courtyard and how to film videos.

Xiao Hua, on the other hand, ran up to the rooftop alone, watching the setting sun and the desolate evening clouds.

In the blink of an eye it was the next day; Xiao Hua went to town early because today was Monday, and he had to go to work.

Du Xiaojuan was in the courtyard, directing Wang Dashan:

"In a moment, I'll carry the bricks from outside the courtyard gate into the courtyard; you stand here and film my footage. I need a shot of carrying bricks, then a shot of laying bricks."

"Okay, okay." Wang Dashan nodded in agreement: "Leave it to me, how simple!"

As a result, after Du Xiaojuan carried the bricks in and went to check the footage Wang Dashan had filmed, she was immediately speechless:

"Why, how did you film it? My face is all covered in shadows; how can this work?"

Wang Dashan said instead:

"Didn't you say to stand here and film? I did as you said; you didn't say what you wanted my face to look like!"

Du Xiaojuan was speechless:

"Do it again, this time film my face, don't backlight me!"

Du Xiaojuan moved bricks once more, and Wang Dashan filmed again.

As a result, when Du Xiaojuan checked, she found that Wang Dashan's footage this time had no shadow on her face, but he had also made her look short and stout.

"Wang Dashan, you did this on purpose, right?"

Du Xiaojuan was huffing and puffing with anger.

Wang Dashan was very speechless:

"It was you who told me to film it this way, so why are you angry again?"

He really didn't know what mistake he had made.

Du Xiaojuan thought that usually when Wang Dashan took photos, he took them in a complete mess.

So she held back her anger and said:

"You go move bricks, I'll film you!"

Wang Dashan had long wanted to move bricks; he had never done filming work before, and moving bricks really was more relaxed.

So he quickly handed the filming equipment over to Du Xiaojuan and went to move bricks.

Du Xiaojuan controlled the camera well and filmed the scene of Wang Dashan carrying bricks in on a shoulder pole.

After filming, Du Xiaojuan felt it still lacked something.

"Why don't you say a couple of lines when you come in?"

"What lines?"

"Just say: 'My wife wants to renovate the courtyard a bit; as her husband, it is naturally my duty to help her make the courtyard beautiful!'"

Wang Dashan nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll do as you say!"

Then he carried bricks in and said to the camera:

"My wife wants to renovate the courtyard a bit; as her husband, naturally, naturally what was it? The lines are too long, I can't remember them, let's do it again!"

Du Xiaojuan let out a long turbid breath.

She could only do it again.

After repeating it several times, they finally finished filming today's video material.

After dinner that evening, Du Xiaojuan immediately went to the second floor to edit the video.

After editing the video, she felt it wasn't very good, lacking something, but everything is difficult at the beginning; as long as they started, it would be fine.

Du Xiaojuan uploaded the video to Volcano Video, then linked it to Douyin Video and released them simultaneously.

As expected, the video quality was mediocre and the playback volume was very low.

The next day, Du Xiaojuan started pulling Wang Dashan to film videos together again.

She repeated filming tirelessly; if one take wasn't good, she filmed two, if two weren't good, she filmed three, making Wang Dashan almost collapse.

"Is filming a video this hard? Why don't we just call it quits for now!"

Wang Dashan didn't want to move anymore.

Today, for a bricklaying scene, Du Xiaojuan filmed it over and over many times.

Du Xiaojuan said:

"Anyway, there's nothing else to do today, so what does it matter if we film a few more times?"

Du Xiaojuan's meaning was very clear: she didn't aim to become popular overnight, but must constantly polish herself during the filming process; whether it was Wang Dashan's technique facing the camera or her own filming technique, both needed to be carefully polished.