The cold night of winter is coming, the low sky, the cold wind in the mountains is howling, the weeds are pressed on the ground, Rong Rong and Wan'er tightened their clothes, Lin Qianxiao's mother did not greet us into the house, but asked the black car driver to wait a little longer and take us down the mountain together. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The two-story house looked a little dilapidated, with a half-worn faded couplet, the wooden door was a little rotten, the edges of the keyhole were rusty, and the field at the door was barren and overgrown with weeds, and I hadn't even entered the room yet.

"Come back tomorrow, thank you so much! The mountain road is not easy to drive at night, if there is no black car master to lead the way. Lin Qian smiled and said very sincerely, I was not polite, in such a dark night, there were almost no street lights, the low mountain road was covered with a thin layer of mist, and those trees with only branches left, drooping their heads.

A few lonely graves are scattered far away among the ridges, there seems to be a ghost whimpering in a low voice, this village is really sparsely populated, the arrival of so many of our outsiders naturally attracted the attention of the villagers, but when they heard the news, they rushed to the scene in twos and threes, all of them were those who were old.

After watching for a while, they happily stepped forward and began to greet us, although there was a sense of alienation, Rong Rong and Wan'er basically couldn't understand dialects, and most of them couldn't speak Mandarin, including two slightly younger women, who asked Lin Qianxiao's mother about her condition.

Lin Qianxiao's mother probably smiled and said that it was okay, both of them were quite excited, the children came over with a basket of eggs, and an old man held a bundle of mustard greens that had just been cut.

An eldest sister brought two quilts, saying that she was afraid that Lin Qian would smile coldly, but I understood this.

Although the people in this village are poor, they still have a kind of warm simplicity.

At this time, Qianxiao's mother once again urged us to go down the mountain, afraid that Wan'er and Rongrong would be frozen, so she blamed Lin Qianxiao, saying that it shouldn't have been allowed to come up, climb the mountain road for so long, and then go down to the troublesome Yunyun.

"Then you must follow, in case there is any problem, I am afraid that Lin Qianxiao will not handle it well, and if you can help, you will help." Naturally, I was very sincere.

Qin Wan and Su Rong have also been silent, but Dongfang Yue and Lin Surou asked Lin Qianxiao some questions, and had a general understanding of the village.

Although the black car driver was not impatient, he also said, "It's almost time to go back to dinner, and it's too late to get to the city at 8 o'clock." ”

"Then Lin Qian smiled, we will go back first today, and come back tomorrow." I didn't shirk it anymore, indeed, without the black car driver to lead the way, the mountain road at night would have been extremely difficult without street lights and counters.

The black car driver was quite enthusiastic because of the bag of China, and he drove relatively slowly, and it took more than an hour for us to come down from the mountain, and thanks to Lao Wu's handling and stability, we didn't have anything.

"I made a note of it, this road, I know how to open it tomorrow, in fact, there is only this mountain road, the 7th bend, and the 11th bend are steeper, and everything else is okay."

"Turn 13 is a bit hard to open." Wu Heng and Dongfang Yue's memory is indeed outstanding.

"Brother Night, I'm a little scared." Qin Wan grabbed my hand tightly and nestled into my arms.

"What's wrong, Wan'er?" My eyes and thoughts were basically focused on Lin Qianxiao just now, and I didn't notice Qin Wan's abnormality.

Qin Wan's body trembled a little, "Brother, there is no light on this mountain road, and that village, the land is cold, it feels very weird, there are many pairs of eyes looking at me, sparsely populated, isn't this the plot in a horror movie?" I never thought before, in reality, there is such a place! ”

"It's good to take a look, at least you know both sides of the coin, Wan'er, you will stay in the hotel tomorrow, with Rong Rong, this is really not suitable for you to go, this kind of village is in our country, even today, it is also very popular, the mountain road is tortuous, the villagers are isolated, the information is blocked, there is no basic signal, you said that there are many pairs of eyes, it may be true, when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you! This kind of misery rooted in poverty and the decay of the mountain village that is inaccessible to people is indeed a bit worrying. I sighed, I didn't know what I was trying to say.

"Okay, I'll stay in the hotel with Sister Rongrong, I really don't want to watch it a second time, I feel, I feel that the people in those villages can't understand what they say, the house they live in, their clothes, and everything about them are different from ours!" Qin Wan was a little uncomfortable and let me hug me tightly.

I don't want to explain to Qin Wan more, from her point of view, this kind of poverty is terrible, it is palpitating, Su Rong is silent, they can't accept the cruelty of this world, at this moment, I can only hold her hand tightly and use my body temperature to eliminate her fear.

Just like the animated films presented by Hayao Miyazaki and Isao Takada, they are completely two extremes, and people in the warm world always can't imagine that in the dark and deep countryside, on the top of the mountain somewhere, there is such a group of people.

Qin Wan also had no way to imagine that only when she came into contact would she feel frightened and at a loss.

Su Rong is the same, the pampered ladies don't want to see those sad faces anymore no matter what.

This is the pain that all the words of Wenqing can't express, this is the scar that has been inherited from this land for nearly a hundred years, this kind of reincarnation that cannot be chosen, makes people breathless.

"But actually, I think they might have to live a little bit more comfortably." Dongfang Yue said softly.

"I also feel the same way, at least, between neighbors, still know to help each other, there is still a lot of traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other, although the big city is convenient, although prosperous, but most of us are indifferent, how is it not a kind of sadness?" Lao Wu drove out of the mountain, returned to the stable lane, and said peacefully.

"But the people in the city, at least, at least..." Qin Wan struggled out of my arms, trying to argue.

"At least, at least what, in Hangzhou, there are no outsiders in a house, not too many, they don't live as chic as us, you say that this village is lonely and barren, then indeed, in that cold and gloomy wind, there are only so many hundreds of families. But isn't it true of cities? At night, the cold night and cold wind passing through the high-rise buildings, those who are in a hurry, and those who are tired of running around for life, one is spiritually barren and the other is materially barren, in my opinion, there is not much difference. Lao Wu's words were quite philosophical.

"Indeed, sometimes I feel that the city is like a big cemetery, everyone seems to live in the grave, a pool of stagnant water, like the dead are nailed to the coffin, and we are locked in our own lives." Dongfang Yue gave a judgment with a little coldness.

"I don't think so, the fundamental difference between the little people in the city and the villagers here, the fundamental difference in life, is not in any material and spiritual barrenness and the like, I personally think that the most important point is that these villagers have no mood to bloom, no hope to change, so there is no life on their faces, so young people will choose to go far away, and in those little people who live sadly in the city, they also have their own goals and hopes, and they work hard to change their lives." I smiled.

"That's right, maybe what your wife is afraid of is those lifeless faces, almost the same numbness, and the heart is already desolate."

"So let's stop arguing about that and find a place to eat." Lin Surou interrupted our discussion, and then said with a chuckle.