Along the mountain road that was stepped on, Feng Junhui walked down the mountain with happy steps. In a few moments, he had already come across a piece of wasteland, which must have been cleared for food in the past. However, in recent years, with the increase in the number of migrant workers from rural areas to the cities, these infertile and distant lands have long been deserted. It is estimated that in a few years, I am afraid that I will no longer be able to see that this place has been reclaimed.

Feng Junhui looked at the deserted and overgrown soil, and felt a little pity. It was once reclaimed with great hope and hope, but now it has become like this. Just as he stopped to look at the wasteland, a gray pheasant suddenly flew out of the grass.

This kind of pheasant is very common, and the gray hemp is a female, which is not good-looking, but fat. On the other hand, the feathers of the male pheasant are mostly decorated with blue and red colors, which is extremely beautiful. Even the long feathers in the back, the male pheasant is also longer and more beautiful. This helps the male pheasant to court and gain the favor of the female. Males are generally smaller than females and look leaner.

Although it is not pretty, the female has a lot of pheasant, and the meat is fat and tender! Feng Junhui almost subconsciously pounced towards the place where the pheasant took off. This female pheasant can't fly very high or far. During this time, with Li Kaize, Feng Junhui learned some skills in catching animals. It's just that there is no preparation at this time, so I can only rush over.

He didn't eat less roasted pheasants in the mountains, and all he saw at this time was pheasant. Saliva began to secrete from the mouth unconsciously. Unexpectedly, Feng Junhui's speed has increased now, and he really let him catch up, reaching out and grabbing the pheasant that was already in mid-air, but he used too much force, and directly pulled off the long tail of the pheasant, and then the whole person rushed forward.

"Giggle......~" The pain of being pulled out of the tail made the pheasant scream and flutter desperately and run. The altitude and distance of that flight is estimated to be the fastest in its life! There must be 10,000 mythical beasts running in the heart of this pheasant, and the beautiful tail is just gone.

"Ahh Guy, are you hurt? ”

The wasteland was originally reclaimed diagonally, and when Feng Junhui fell, he pounced down from a high place, falling several meters away. There happened to be an old farmer who went up to the mountains to pick wild fruits. Now there are no people picking the wild fruits on the mountain, and the old man came up to the mountain to find them because his grandson, who was studying in the provincial capital, called back and said that he missed the wild fruits on the mountain.

It's late autumn, and many of the wild fruits on the mountain are ripe, such as wild walnuts and crooked neck apples, and you can find some after walking in the mountains.

Feng Junhui, who grabbed the ground with his head, was so embarrassed that he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. But thinking that he finally saw a big living person, Feng Junhui immediately got up from the ground. A little embarrassed to pat the grass clippings on his body: "Old man, I'm not hurt." ”

"Oh, what's wrong with you kid?" The old farmer took a closer look and found that Feng Junhui was wearing a "beggar suit", and asked with concern.

Feng Junhui also realized his current situation. The bag on his back has been cut by a tree branch a few times, and his clothes and pants are torn everywhere, and they are almost all striped. Fortunately, at least when he encountered water, he was well groomed so that he would not be regarded as a beggar.

I thought about how I should explain it in my heart, I can't say that I am sending a bird home, and then end up like this, right? And this bird is still the legendary Dapeng bird! After thinking about it, Feng Junhui replied: "I originally came out to travel, and I went up the mountain to play alone with my luggage." As a result, I didn't expect to get lost in the mountains, and after a long time in the mountains, I went farther and farther. I finally came out today. ”

"Ouch, you said you kid, you can go in and out of this mountain at will. The bad guy came out well, otherwise ...... "The old farmer didn't say much, he was old, and he cared more about the younger generation, even if Feng Junhui and him were just strangers. Seeing the appearance of Feng Junhui wolf, and some shy little movements of scratching his head, the old farmer smiled and invited: "Why don't you come to my house first to eat a hot meal, you have suffered a lot of sins in the mountains these days." ”

"Okay, thank you, uncle." Feng Junhui naturally agreed.

The fruit was no longer picked, and the old farmer took Feng Junhui back to the village the same way. The village is small, located at the foot of the mountain, and the houses are mostly brick and stone houses, which do not seem to be wealthy. This time out of the mountain, it should really go out of the Kunlun Mountains. Looking across from the side of the mountain, it is all flat land, with few undulations, and only low dirt slopes.

Not far away, there are a few scattered homes, and further afield, there are some small villages. The old farmer took Feng Junhui back to the village from a road around the village that was only compacted with dirt and paved with small stones, and was more than two meters wide.

"It's still good for the government, this road has been repaired, and you used to have to walk for more than an hour to go to the town, but now you can get there in the blink of an eye by car." Walking on this stone road, the old farmer was very satisfied, and couldn't help but chat with Feng Junhui about this road.

Feng Junhui also chatted casually, and he also thought these policies benefiting the people were very good. But now he was most concerned about where the village was located.

"Q Province!" Feng Junhui was excited, not because he had walked from the vast Xinjiang to Q Province in more than two months, but because his hometown was also in Q Province. It's just a little far from here, and he has to go to the provincial capital to change trains and go back. Fortunately, Lao Nong's village is close to the town, and there is a direct shuttle bus to the provincial capital, although there are only two buses a day.

The old man is a Han man, surnamed Jiang, Feng Junhui calls him Grandpa Jiang, Grandpa is actually what they mean by calling Grandpa. Grandpa Jiang also responded happily, and said that it was better to read the baby and understand etiquette. Especially after knowing that Feng Junhui is also a fellow countryman, he is even happier.

Originally, Feng Junhui still used Mandarin at first, and later both of them directly used dialects. Although it is a province, there are still some differences in accents, but it does not affect communication. Walking all the way to the village with Grandpa Jiang, many people in the village were very curious when they saw Feng Junhui covered in tatters. Grandpa Jiang was sent away, afraid that Feng Junhui would be thin-skinned and embarrassed to be laughed at.

Grandpa Jiang's family is just him and his wife, three sons and a daughter, all of whom are working outside and have a family. The grandchildren are also studying, and they are very deserted on weekdays. Grandpa Jiang's wife is also hospitable, and when she saw Feng Junhui's appearance, she said straight that Feng Junhui had suffered. packed up a set of her youngest son's clothes, and asked Feng Junhui, who was about the same size, to take a hot shower and change it.

While Feng Junhui was taking a bath, the old lady made a bowl of dry mix, the noodle that people love to eat here, the boiled handmade noodles were put on a plate with cold water, and then poured on the cheeks. The minced meat grains are fried with potato grains to make cheeks, not to mention the oily, and there must be half a plate of meat sauce in a plate of dry mix. Heat up a bowl of chop soup cooked at home, and you're done. When Feng Junhui came out of the shower, he saw such a plate and bowl of steaming dry mix and miscellaneous soup, and tears came out.

This dry mix is similar to the dry noodles in other places, delicious and filling. Feng Junhui is really greedy, and he has loved eating since he was a child, and he ate most of the plate with a few chopsticks. The mixed soup was made by the old lady from haggis, and she broke some steamed buns and boiled them, and Feng Junhui solved most of them in a few bites.

"Look this kid is hungry." The old lady was soft-hearted, and she had already made up for Feng Junhui's suffering and torture when she entered the mountain, and she had to guard against snakes, wolves and beasts.

"Milk, milk, I haven't tasted my hometown for a long time, I thought to myself." Feng Junhui swallowed the food in his mouth and comforted the old man.

"There's still one in the pot, baby, are you still eating?" The old lady asked, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm full, my milk skills are so good!"

After eating and drinking, Feng Junhui did not leave immediately, but found his mobile phone and charged it. When the phone was turned on, Feng Junhui was stunned by the prompt sound of the text message. His family called him repeatedly, but I don't know if it was hundreds or thousands of times. Thinking of how his parents were in a mood to call him, and the phone kept being turned off, and his parents were anxious, Feng Junhui hurriedly called his parents back.

"Mom, I'm fine...... I just went into the mountains to collect medicine, and my phone was out of battery...... I'll go home tomorrow...... I'm fine, Mom, don't worry......" I talked to his mother for more than half an hour before his mother was reassured.

Originally, Feng Junhui was like an arrow, but in the small talk, he learned that the eldest grandson of the two elders was in the provincial capital, and the old man wanted to send some wild fruits in the mountains to the eldest grandson, but he was afraid that it would be damaged. Feng Junhui offered to help send things to the provincial capital, which was regarded as repaying the old couple for taking them in.

The old couple was naturally very happy, they knew that Feng Junhui was from this province and had studied in Beijing. Seeing that Feng Junhui is also speaking in a gentle manner, he feels that Feng Junhui will not be a bad person. And it's just some wild fruits and food at home, and I'm not afraid that Feng Junhui won't bring it.

The old lady went directly into the kitchen to get busy, and Grandpa Jiang went up the mountain again, carrying a basket on his back, to pick more wild fruits. Seeing the busyness of the old couple, Feng Junhui couldn't help but think of the meals he liked every time he went back, as if he saw his parents busy preparing these.

Some thoughts were faintly born in his mind.