Zhangcun, located on the border of China and the border of Myanmar, belongs to the three regardless of the zone, isolated from the world, the only thing that is connected with the outside world is the sheep intestine path on the edge of the cliff, and the folk customs are relatively simple. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Dayong, did you kid take my eggs again, you are short-lived, but I got the chicks to hatch them." An aunt with a bucket waist stood at the head of the village and scolded there.

"You turtle grandson, see that I don't break your legs."

A thin man, standing under the millstone at the head of the village with a hippie smile, said with a smile: "Aunt Zhang, aren't it just two eggs, when I get rich, I will buy you tens of thousands of chickens, and your chicken coop will not be able to fit for miles." ”

"You are a turtle grandson, and there are tens of thousands, you get ten or eight for the old lady, and the old lady will be satisfied."

Hearing Dayong's words, the look on Aunt Zhang'er's face improved a little.

"The old lady cooked the wontons today, and there is still a bowl left, you don't eat it, if you don't eat it, the old lady will go to feed the pigs."

Dayong heard Aunt Zhang'er's words, and hurriedly ran to Aunt Zhang'er, salivating and saying.

"Aunt Zhang's wontons, why don't you eat them."

Dayong followed behind Aunt Zhang and returned to the village.

Chen Dayong is an orphan, his father was killed by a flash flood when he was three years old, and his mother also ran away, and even the name Dayong was obtained by the village chief.

The dead ghost father is dead, the old lady has run away, and there are no relatives who are not relatives.

However, Chen Dayong is also considered lucky, if it weren't for these uncles and aunts in the village to give him a bite to eat in the past fifteen years, Dayong would have died a long time ago.

Aunt Zhang's house is an adobe house covered with thatch, which is also characteristic of the whole village.

"Ouch!" Chen Dayong covered his head and kicked the doorrail with hatred.

"Ouch!" Chen Dayong's toes hurt again.

Aunt Zhang heard Chen Dayong's cry, turned her head and saw that Chen Dayong was covering his forehead with one hand and jumping there with one hand holding his toes. Aunt Zhang looked at it, and didn't know what happened to Chen Dayong, and scolded:

"You leather monkey, don't you have long eyes or whatever, you haven't seen such an obvious threshold."

"Auntie, my head hurts, I'll eat two more wontons later." Chen Dayong said with grinning.

"Eat two more, only one bowl, forget it." Aunt Zhang walked to the front of the stove, white wontons tumbling in the black pot, and a strong fragrance permeated the low kitchen.

The saliva in Chen Dayong's mouth was so hot that he couldn't swallow it.

"Aunt Zhang, okay, no." Chen Dayong asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, your Uncle Zhang and Chunsheng haven't come back yet, wait a while." Looking at Chen Dayong's appearance, a soft light flashed in Aunt Zhang's eyes.

"Bell!"

A crisp voice sounded, Chen Dayong ran outside the door, and saw a middle-aged man with mud on his trouser legs, slightly bent on his back, wrinkles on his face intertwined, his eyes dim and dull, and he had no energy.

There was also a black-faced young man behind him, who looked to be about thirty years old.

"Uncle, Chunsheng, you're back."

Chen Dayong took the basket on Uncle Zhang's back and said hello with a smile.

"It's Dayong. Quick, come and sit, Chunsheng go and pour water for Dayong. Only then did Uncle Zhang see Chen Dayong, and there were two more brilliances in his eyes.

When Chunsheng heard that Chen Dayong was coming, Mu Ran's face was a little more smiling, and he grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and a green vegetable leaf between the two front teeth.

"Dayong, you're here." Chunsheng's smile was a little silly.

"Chunsheng, what did you think about what I told you last time."

Chen Dayong followed Chunsheng into the back room and said softly. When Chunsheng heard Dayong's words, he was silent, and a glimmer of light shone on Chunsheng's face, and Chunsheng's face was full of hesitation.

Uncle Zhang opened the curtain and came in with a large pot of wontons, and saw Chunsheng and Dayong standing there, even talking. I can't help but feel a little weird.

"Dayong, Chunsheng, what are you doing here, take a bowl to eat."

Uncle Zhang leaned over and said.

"Dad, what did you say was outside the mountain?"

Chunsheng said suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

Chen Dayong smiled, knowing that Chunsheng was moved and had a decision.

"Outside the mountains, it's another world."

Uncle Zhang's words seemed to come from a distant mountain, and his face was full of memories.

"What are you doing all of a sudden, anyway, we have been in this mountain all our lives." Uncle Zhang said, the color of memory on his face disappeared, but there was still a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Don't talk about that, let's eat. Your mother's hand is fragrant. ”

Chunsheng stopped talking, and set up the tables and chairs with Chen Dayong, but he didn't see the worry in Uncle Zhang's eyes.

"Lao Zhang, come, I'll give you something good today. But it's expensive. Aunt Zhang came in with a glass bottle, with a mysterious look on her face.

"You mother-in-law, I haven't eaten anything expensive, hurry up and eat, and I'm going to go to the back mountain to plow that sweet potato field in the afternoon." Uncle Zhang scolded, but there was curiosity in his eyes, he knew his mother-in-law, she wouldn't be like this if it wasn't a good thing, it had been like this for so many years.

Aunt Zhang is not annoyed at all, she has always been like this since she married into his Zhang family.

Aunt Zhang took out the baby-like glass bottle and dripped a drop of oily liquid into the large basin above the table, and a special fragrance wafted out.

This fragrance directly hooked Chen Dayong's gluttony, and the saliva in his mouth was secreted faster.

Chen Dayong swallowed a big mouthful of saliva and said, "Auntie, what is this, why is it so fragrant." ”

When Aunt Zhang saw Chen Dayong's slanderous look, her eyes narrowed with a smile, and a smug smile appeared on her fat face.

"This, this is a good thing, called sesame oil, in the county town outside the mountain, you have to have more than a dozen catties of white rice to change a bottle, but it is expensive."

Aunt Zhang hugged the glass bottle in her hand tightly, as if she was holding a rare treasure.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm going to eat first, I really can't help it."

Chen Dayong really couldn't stand the torture of the gluttonous insects in his stomach, so he picked up the big iron spoon in the basin and scooped a spoonful into the big bowl in front of him that lacked a hole.

Chen Dayong took the chopsticks and put one in his mouth.

"Shhh Blanching. Chen Dayong said several times in a row.

Chen Dayong endured the boiling heat and took a big bite of the wonton.

"Squeak!"

A fragrant gravy entered Chen Dayong's mouth, and Chen Dayong's eyes narrowed, it was really delicious.

I didn't care about the piping hot wontons, a few wontons were gone in just two or three minutes, and the soup bottomed out.

Chen Dayong put down the dishes and chopsticks and let out a long exhale.

"Whew!"

It's really comfortable, and when I look at the basin again, the wontons are gone, not even the vegetable leaves, Chen Dayong looked at the two or three wontons in Aunt Zhang'er's bowl, couldn't help licking his lips, and then turned his head vigorously and didn't look at Aunt Zhang.

Chen Dayong's big move, Aunt Zhang naturally saw it, Aunt Zhang looked at the three wontons in the bowl with some reluctance, and then put away the reluctance on her face, showed a disgusted expression, and pushed the bowl in front of Chen Dayong.

"Now, Dayong, give it to you, I can't eat it."

Chen Dayong licked his mouth and pushed the bowl in front of Aunt Zhang.

"Auntie, I'm full, I can't eat anymore, you can eat yourself."

Chen Dayong said, but the Adam's apple that kept rolling let people know that it was not Chen Dayong who was full, people are not livestock, and there must be soft places in their hearts.

Chen Dayong is an orphan and has not studied any books, although he has no culture, maybe he is born to be kind, knowing gratitude, Chen Dayong has always wanted to do something for Aunt Zhang's family.

Chen Dayong has always disliked digging in the soil, the outside world is very exciting, although Chen Dayong has never been out of the village, but the villagers who came back from working outside said that there is money everywhere outside, and gold in the border land.

Chen Dayong wanted to go out and wanted to go out with Chunsheng.

Late at night, Chunsheng lay alone on the kang of the straw shop, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and his mind kept echoing Chen Dayong's previous words, the seeds planted a few months ago have now taken root and sprouted.