Qiaobian Town is like a shy virgin hidden in the folds of green mountains, and the three raw materials of water, earth and wood build a quiet paradise. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I often remember that when I was a child, the horse bells on the bluestone road rang from far and near, and there was always hot horse manure lying on the side of the road, and the old man who picked up the dung carried a broken basket and walked around.

F4 quietly lurked behind the old man, and suddenly jumped out and screamed, which frightened him, and the basket was out of his hands, and all kinds of cats, dogs, horses, and donkey feces were scattered on the ground, provoking him to scold: "You little rabbits of dog days! ”

We went to play happily to the sound of his yelling.

This town has a bit of a story. It is said that in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, a scholar named Ming Shijie in order to escape Zhang Xianzhong's butcher's knife, drove an old mule with shortness of breath, carried two bundles of scriptures and walked for three days and three nights.

Ming Shijie took a sip of water and drank it all, only to feel relaxed and happy, the exhaustion of his whole body disappeared, and his physical strength was so full that he almost became a salted egg superman.

"Su Wen" said, "The clear yang is the sky, and the turbid yin is the earth." The earth is cloudy, and the weather is rain; The rain comes out of the earth, and the clouds come out of the weather", Ming Shijie took a look at this treasure land, the sky and the earth were cloudy and rainy, intertwined induction, and the five elements were checked and balanced, and decided to open up the wasteland and sow seeds in this rich and borderless land.

In the eyes of the townspeople, this waterhole is the first to give birth to the town by the bridge.

Although this treasure land did not become the center of the universe like the capital in the end, the inhabitants of this place have never given up their fantasies, or rather, it is just the innate paranoia of the people in the ravine. The legend goes like this.

Ninety thousand years after the chaos, the bluestone pavement is still a rusty iron chain, and Amu Mountain is a beautiful fairy. There is a group of toads living in the waterhole, and one of them climbs out of the waterhole with the aura, and if this toad can continue to cultivate here, the town will become the imperial capital, and it will be respected by people for generations.

This little toad escaped the attacks of humans and cranes like an ascetic, and went through countless tribulations, but the little toad is a mortal creature, with six impure roots, and it fell in love with a fairy. The fairy's alluring appearance attracted the ugly creatures, so much so that it hid in the cracks of the stones and watched the fairy for seven hundred and forty-nine days.

Finally, the little toad finally mustered up the courage to woo the fairy, and the proud fairy kicked it down the hill. The scarred toad was not discouraged and continued to show love to the fairy, but was still kicked off the cliff by the fairy, and for many years, the inertia of the little toad sat out of a deep puddle at the bottom of the mountain.

Five hundred years flew by in a snap of his fingers, and the little toad was completely disappointed, and suddenly, it realized the ultimate mission, and with inferiority and self-blame, it once again embarked on a long journey of cultivation. One night, in the midst of the wind and rain, a huge poisonous snake attacked it, and when it was on the line of life and death, the blood flashed, and the snake and toad died under the farmer's hoe.

The farmer in the coat, out of sympathy for the weak, picked up his hoe and struck at the viper, but the viper and the toad were entangled.

The farmer's mistake changed the course of history, and the town passed by the imperial capital, and he was so hated that a cruel sequel was made up to curse him, and the farmer's family died mysteriously overnight.

After the toad died, it turned into a frog-shaped stone, and the underside of the stone's belly was a bright red color, and some people say that it was the blood of the toad. In the end, the fairy turned into a green mountain with guilt, looking at the toad stone from afar. The puddle where the toad sits is also the abuse of the town hundreds of years ago.

One year there was a great drought, the water of the Yihe River was dried to the bottom, and the water in this puddle was not less at all, and people used eight pumping machines to pump for eight days and eight nights, but the water was still not less.

The adult said that there is a dragon king living at the bottom of this cave, and I think this dragon brother is quite aggrieved to live here, and he is not even a small apartment compared to those buddies in the sea.

When we were children, we imagined that this water hole must lead to some mysterious realm, where Saint Seiya, Smurfs, and Doraemon lived, and they often peed inside with their little cocks, trying to get in touch with them. Every time I saw passers-by holding water by the pit and gulping it down, I felt a deep sense of guilt and excitement in my heart.

When I grew up, I woke up and knew that it was wrong to do so. The priorities of each era are different, right and wrong, good and evil, and it is possible to exchange identities when they appear. I don't want standards, I just want to learn how to clarify and distinguish.

I told others that I liked code words in my spare time, and I didn't dare to say that I was engaged in writing, for fear of being despised. My inspiration ran out at BJ, smog and dust, so I left there and went back to town.

That day, in order to find clues about the disappearance of Wenwu's daughter, I entered Widow Ye's house. When he appeared behind me with a kitchen knife in a strange and murderous manner, I suspected that I had found this long-hidden flower of evil, and a sense of accomplishment was born beyond fear, and my heart became calm and ready to die.

She stood there smiling eerily, and I took a few steps back, trying to find a weapon to defend myself against her, in case she suddenly rushed over and slashed someone. But she didn't rush over and cut me, and said calmly: "Xiaoyu, when did you come back?" ”

I was so nervous that I couldn't speak.

She said: "I can't imagine that you still remember to come to see me, Aunt Ye, you sit in the house first, and I will load a few fish for you to go back." ”

Still a little nervous, I said, "No...... No. ”

She realized that she was still holding a kitchen knife in her hand, so she quickly put the knife aside and said, "Look at me, I went to wash the kitchen knife just now, these are fresh river fish, and Big BJ can't eat them yet." ”

Widow Ye walked over and lifted the white cloth, and the basin under the white cloth was filled with white fish. When we were young, we often went to the river to catch this kind of fish, and we used to touch the cracks in the stones by the river, so as to ensure that there were fish hiding under it to rest and cool, and sometimes we were lucky enough to find a black snake, which was so scared that it was upside down.

Widow Ye found a plastic bag, and while filling the packed fish into it, she chattered: "In the past, your parents gave me Spring Festival couplets every New Year's holiday, and I didn't have time to thank you." Look at this river fish, you have to marinate it with wild flower tea in the mountains and then feed it with some salt, so that it will be delicious. You take this bag of fish home and put it in the refrigerator to make it tomorrow, and eat it at my house at noon today, Aunt Ye showed her hand. ”

Looks like I misunderstood from start to finish. Thinking that it was not easy for Widow Ye to live alone for so many years, she did not refuse, and stayed at her house for dinner at noon.

The fish she made had a special fragrance, like my mother's handiwork, and it was so spicy that it was sweaty and sweaty.

She watched me eat happily and she was so happy herself, chatting and chatting and starting to talk about the past.

She is from GZ, and her family background is not good, and her family is not counted as having four walls, because her home has no four walls, and a few eucalyptus stumps support a thatched roof, and her family and livestock are crowded under it.

The whole family was frugal and frugal, and lived an extremely difficult life from people to livestock. Including her chickens, they were so hungry that they had no strength to croak in the morning, and they fell to the ground after falling asleep while standing on the railing, and the whole family just had a tooth sacrifice.

Her mother was a madman who died during the Great Famine. This poor old woman, people call her crazy, and she smiles at the people who scold her. They put snakes in her clothes and humiliated her and her husband.

Before the madwoman died, the desire to survive was still lurking in her confused nerves, and she kept shouting: "Rice, rice......" There was a bowl of porridge at that time, and her life could be saved. At the age of three, she didn't understand anything, except that her crazy mother's hands had become cold and she would never be seen again.

She is the eldest of six sisters in her family. In order to feed her family, she took her second sister to the mountains to pick up coal when she was only a few years old. The cold wind cut their faces mercilessly, and she was intently picking at the pieces of coal among the discarded cinders, not noticing that the vegetable soup had spilled on the ground and that her lunch was gone. The second sister, who had just turned four, trembled and hugged her and said, "Sister, I'm so cold." ”

She held her sister's hand, which was so cold that she lost consciousness. She held her sister in her arms, tears welling up disobediently.

A kind old worker saw two little girls huddled in the cold wind, he took them to the canteen and fetched hot dishes. They hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and immediately devoured it, and her sister choked on it so quickly that she fell to the ground and pinched her neck and twitched, foaming at the mouth, and she was so frightened that she was in a hurry. When the group took the little girl to the hospital, she was no longer breathing.

Once, she was so tired that she fell asleep on the tracks, but fortunately, the workers in the carriage found it early, and they were able to save their lives. Otherwise, the train runs over, and the consequences are unimaginable.

When she was 16 years old, a balding rosacea man came to the village, and her father told her to follow the balding rosacea man, saying that this man would allow him to live a life without food and clothing. She longed for what kind of life it was to live without food and clothing, so she followed this man in a daze.

The balding rosacea man threw her to a family of only two men, two brothers. The two men tortured her in various ways every day, and no part of her body was intact. Speaking of those tragic years, Widow Ye was full of tears.

She thought of running away, ran once, and was caught by the two brothers, who stripped her naked and chained her to her home. She looked out the window every day and cried without tears, she knew that no one would come to save her, her life would end tragically there, the world would never be moved by her own tragedy, she wanted to die.

In the end, the desire to survive overcame everything, she desperately grinded on the bricks, and finally broke the iron chain after half a month, and her hands were also ground to the skin and flesh, and the blood flowed for a long time.

She didn't care about the pain, she didn't care about getting dressed, she just ran desperately into the mountains, and ran for a long, long time. When it was dark, she curled up in the haystack, thinking of her misery, and began to sobble bitterly, but she could not cry out, lest the sound provoke the beast and the two brothers who were more ferocious than the beast.

At dawn, she ate some wild fruits, drank a few sips of mountain springs, and continued to run into the mountains, so that she didn't know how many sunrises and sunsets she had run, and she finally couldn't hold it anymore and fainted.

When she woke up, she saw the warm light and Yang Erye's face. At that moment, she said, she felt like she had entered heaven. Although Second Master Yang usually likes to drink some wine and make a little trouble, he is very good to her and saves her everything. She stayed. She also said that Yang Erye wanted to use the money from hunting to buy her a silver bracelet.

We all know what happened later, Widow Ye went to the back mountain and Yang Erye went hunting and was killed by her own shotgun.

Such a woman who has suffered a lot, but she is very optimistic about life, she said that she never complains about anyone who has hurt her before, and only appreciates everyone she meets who has been good to her.

After listening to her story, I thought of the word "miserable". When I was in BJ, I often heard people with sound limbs and young people crying out for their lives. I can't afford to buy LV and have a hard life, I can't marry a rich second generation, I can't afford a Lamborghini, I can't afford Gao Yuanyuan's hard life, and after hearing that people who are too hard are not sick**, I always feel that people in this world are fucking vulgar and despicable, and no one is humble.

So I was no longer as obsessed with BJ as I was at the beginning, it was a city that was blown up by countless monkeys, a city that was extremely contrived and unreal. On the contrary, in the widow Ye in Qiaobian Town, I saw simplicity and sincerity.

I asked her what she saw in the back mountain that year and she was frightened, and she said that she saw a weasel staring at her, with round eyes and aura, which was a beast, clearly a pair of children's eyes.

I said, "Aunt Ye, actually, I came to you today to ask about something. ”

"You ask!"

"On the day Wenwu's daughter disappeared, did you find any suspicious characters?"

She let out an "oh" and said, "Oh, I went to bed early that night and didn't notice." This civil and military is too, his own dolls are not optimistic, what a sin! Hey, if it's my baby, I'm going to hold it in my mouth every day. How can there be such a bad person, the little doll doesn't let go, it's too evil. Widow Ye came from the sadness, hammered the table hard, and shook her head again and again.

Coming out of Widow Ye's house and looking at the streets of the town, the once familiar images rolled in my mind, and more mysteries emerged. Many of the things in this world resemble stone statues at Easter, and no one knows who their carver is except themselves.