The conversation between He Zishan and the uncle also aroused the curiosity of Ye Weiyang and Huang Bai.

They simply sat on the other side of the big banyan tree with the uncle, looking at the uncle together, preparing to wait for his later words.

Facing three curious eyes, and the uncle also knew that these three were stars, he didn't see the huge cameras on the shoulders of the photographer next to him.

So the uncle sighed, and after simply organizing the language in his heart, he slowly said:

"That's how it is."

"When my third uncle was young, he was also a famous young man in this village. Many girls in the nearby villages liked him."

"My third uncle also fell in love with one of the girls."

"Our descendants are not sure what happened, but after all, the third uncle was with her later, that is, our third uncle."

"I heard from the older generation in the village that the third uncle and the third uncle are very loving after marriage. Every day when the third uncle goes to work or go fishing, the third uncle will carry a small stool and a small basket, knit sweaters under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village, and wait for the third uncle to finish his work and go home."

"I still vaguely remember that when I was a child, every time I was playing at the entrance of the village, I could see the third uncle waiting for the third uncle under the banyan tree."

"Although I can't remember what Uncle San looks like, I remember that Uncle San's smile is very gentle."

"But the third uncle later suffered a serious illness. Although it was finally cured, it left the root of the disease. He was very weak and left at a young age."

"Since then, the originally enthusiastic and cheerful third uncle became much quieter. Later, the elders in the village couldn't stand it and introduced other girls to him, but the third uncle never accepted it and just lived a life alone."

"And since the third uncle passed away, every day after the third uncle finished his work in the field, he would sit alone under the banyan tree. We all know that the third uncle is missing the third uncle. After all, the third uncle was sitting under the banyan tree waiting for the third uncle."

"Just like this, the days have passed year by year. In a blink of an eye, my third uncle is over 80 years old, and he still sits under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village every day, and sits for an afternoon."

"Maybe the third uncle really miss the third uncle."

"Oh..." The uncle sighed heavily, looking at the hunched back of the third uncle who was leaning on a crutch not far away, his heart was filled with emotions.

Although the third uncle is very stubborn, silent, and has a bit of a weird personality, he really loves the deceased third uncle. He has been waiting for her at the entrance of the village for decades, who will never wait for her.

"Woooooooooo... What a touching love." After hearing the uncle's explanation, He Zishan's tears had already moistened her eyes. Every girl's family could not stand the love story with such a look.

Ye Weiyang was also a little melancholy and moved. In this era when love is like fast-moving consumer goods, it is really not easy to hear such touching stories.

After the death of a man, he will always wait for his lover to go home every day before his life to miss her. This is really touching.

"In the past, mail was slow, and I could only love one person in my life." Ye Weiyang thought of this sentence and blurted out.

"Yes, this kind of touching love can only happen in the era when love is still very precious." Huang Bai also rubbed his eyes and said with emotion.

It is difficult for young people today to understand this kind of love value that a pair of people will never give up if you don’t leave me.

But it is precisely because of the scarcity that it seems more touching.

.....

Until he returned to the camp, Ye Weiyang was still immersed in the story he had just heard.

Ye Weiyang actually couldn't understand this touching love before, and even felt it was fake. How could anyone be so affectionate?

He had never had a relationship. He had two or three relationships in college and work in his previous life, but he lost his passion after passion and then broke up in a dull manner.

So for him, this kind of affection was only seen in artworks such as TV series and movies. This is the first time that he has seen such affectionate people in reality.

Although Ye Weiyang didn't understand, he was shocked.

This incident had a great impact on his three views, and the afterglow was very long.

Cooking, having lunch, and rafting on Dianchi Lake with Huang Bai in the afternoon, learning how to fish with fishermen, and trying to catch fish...

While doing these things, Ye Weiyang was a little absent-minded, his mind was full of random thoughts, and he worked hard to reshape his view of love.

It was not until the afternoon shooting task was completed and he returned to the hut again that Ye Weiyang came to his senses.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you absent-minded all afternoon and you don't have a few words?" Taking advantage of the recording of the program, Huang Bai also complained to Ye Weiyang with some dissatisfaction.

In the afternoon, Ye Weiyang was like a squin, and he could only cooperate with the work, but he basically didn't say much and did not interact with him. He and He Zishan could only carry the banner of the program interaction. The two of them kept doing the program effects and funny, which made Huang Bai very tired.

If one of the three people gets stuck in the program, the remaining two people will have to make up for the share. Each of them will have to put in half their energy and do 1.5 times the program effect. This is not easy.

Ye Weiyang shook his head with some melancholy, and did not answer Huang Bai, but stood up and walked towards the director of the program team.

Seeing Ye Weiyang's strange situation, Huang Bai felt even more curious. He hurriedly followed Ye Weiyang, wanting to see what kind of monster he was going to be.

"Director Li, the third uncle we met in the morning, can you ask the staff to invite him to the camp to visit the camp in the evening?"

The director of the program team was also confused and didn't know what Ye Weiyang was doing, so he had to ask carefully: "Teacher Ye, is there something wrong?"

"The recording stations for our program have been completed. You should have a heart-to-heart talk as planned at night. After all, this is the second time I have recorded it, and MCs should also gain some understanding of each other."

"It's like this." Ye Weiyang scratched his head and said with some emotion: "After hearing the love story of the third uncle in the village in the morning, I was really moved by his romantic love. This is the first time I have met someone so determined to love, and it also makes me feel very moved."

"So, I want to give him a song, which can be regarded as leaving a memory for their romantic love story."

"After all, the old man is old and has no wife and daughter. Once he passes away, there may not be anyone in the world who remembers such a touching love story."

"So I hope to write this touching love into a song and give it to the third uncle, so that the song can be used as a carrier to keep the story in the world. This precious feeling is gone, which is really a pity."

The director of the program team immediately lit up.

Ye Weiyang wanted to write a song and gave it to an old man in the village.

Is it necessary to consider such a topical thing?

Then you have to agree!

It doesn’t matter what kind of script is not a script, right!
Chapter completed!