Many years ago, when the Delacour's Langur was still very rare and only appeared occasionally, Mr. Tinh was offered money to guide a group of strangers who wanted to go into the forest and hunt. He refused point-blank.

"No one here will show you the way to hunt animals. Seeing a langur is a sign of good fortune, not something to be sold."

From that inspiring story, the people of Tập Ninh began to change their mindset. The Gia Vân communal government, in collaboration with forest rangers, guided our villagers on how to live in harmony with nature. Anyone who sees strangers entering the forest for unclear purposes now reports it immediately. Children are reminded: "If you see a langur, stand still and watch. Don't shout, don't throw rocks."

Now, every morning, many tourists are guided by their boatmen, who point to the cliffs and whisper:

"Look, a langur! That's the result of the whole village protecting the forest."

Vân Long isn't just about beautiful scenery. Vân Long has quiet guardians of nature—like Mr. Tinh, like the people of my hometown, Tập Ninh, and like the Gia Vân communal government. We are the forest rangers who don't need to wear a green shirt.