Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong

Walking out of the woods, the world suddenly opened up and brightened a lot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe sky is blue, the white clouds are like flocculent, the sunlight is blurred with a deep and transparent light color, and the breeze blows gently, exuding a fresh cool air. Looking into the distance, there is a green plain river kissed by golden light. The flat river is slightly undulating, and is surrounded by two rivers, the Rehe River and the Binghe River, and stretches forward, showing a gentle slope with a high middle and two sides. The slopes are covered with green grass and dust, dotted with wildflowers. This situation and this scene really make people feel like a dream fairyland.

I walked behind this heavenly woman. Her bright and dazzling colorful skirt fluttered gracefully with the movement of her body, which couldn't help but be pleasing to the eye and touching. I followed her tone and asked in a concerned tone, "Where is the eldest sister coming from at this time, and where do you want to go?" The woman sighed secretly and said slightly sadly, "I went to Yunshan to burn paper for my dead husband's grave." Hearing this, I didn't have any more words.

Walking along the slope with a beautiful heavenly woman under the golden glow of the afternoon sunset, I felt that this was probably a legend and an affair that could only happen in dreams. After descending several gentle slopes in succession, the woman pointed to the place in front of her, surrounded by brittle bamboos and ancient trees, and said, "That's the humble house." "Obviously, this is a place where the feng shui topography is excellent. In front of the house is a gentle slope towards the glacier, behind the house is a protruding high slope, on the other side of the slope is a lush, square towering ancient forest. To the south of the ancient forest is the Rehe River, which extends to the evaporated mist.

Walk down the slope and you will come to the door of the house. It is a four-room house with white walls and blue tiles. Facing the sun in front and surrounded by trees on three sides, it has a simple and down-to-earth pastoral style. Inside, there is a wooden loom and some simple farm tools in the middle of the hall. The hall is flanked by wings. The wing room on the east side is the embroidery room, and the wing room on the west side is the guest room. The kitchen is at the back of the hall.

After a long day's walk, I was really tired and hungry, so I sat down on the horizontal board of the loom and rested. The hostess went into the embroidery room, changed into a simple short-shirt and trousers, and came out, and went into the kitchen and began to cook. I want to help women light fires, but women say that this work is not done by men, in fact, I grew up in the city, I can only read and study, and I can't cook at all. So, I just sat and watched the women cooking around the pot.

After a while, the meal was ready. The woman set up a small table in the kitchen, set a small plate of fried salted fish and a small plate of green vegetables, and divided a bowl of steamed rice into two small bowls. Maybe it's because I haven't had a full meal these days, or maybe it's because the food in heaven itself is very special, so I think this food is very fragrant and delicious. The woman said that the kind of green vegetable is called oil coriander, which is not only fresh and delicious to eat, but also can clear away heat and fire, eliminate sleepiness and relieve fatigue. And that dish of fried fish is even more delicious and wonderful. This fish is small, slender and carefully fried in vegetable oil, and when you eat it, the whole intestine is full of a faint aroma. The woman said that the salted fish was caught from the glacier every winter. This fish breeds in the spring, matures in the winter, and is caught in limited quantities by the government. After harvesting, it is soaked in salt water from the salt lake for two days, dried and stored for gifts or entertaining guests.

However, I ate a small bowl of rice in two bites, and when I wanted to eat a second bowl, I saw that the meal was already exhausted, and the woman had already gotten up and started to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. When the woman saw me licking the edge of the bowl with my tongue, she smiled apologetically and said, "You haven't eaten enough?" I patted my stomach and said, "I haven't eaten in a few days." The woman nodded and said, "Please wait a minute, I'll make up some more for Childe." "After eating, the woman brought me a glass of water. I took the cup and drank it along. However, the water was bitter and salty, and astringent. When the woman saw the bitterness on my face, she smiled and said, "This water is salt water, you can only rinse your mouth, not drink it." ”

After the meal, I felt much better in my spirits, so I asked the woman to accompany me up the high slope behind the house. At this time, the summer sunset has set on the West Mountain, reflecting the ice peak and snow mountain into a very dazzling colorful light, which is extremely gorgeous. Under the sunset, the green slopes of the Pingchuan River are shrouded in emptiness and tranquility by the return of light. I can't help but ask, "This place has excellent feng shui and picturesque scenery, why don't you see anyone else living here?" The woman pointed to an ancient forest a mile or two away and replied, "There is a family living on the edge of the forest." "At this time, I realized that where there seemed to be a home, there must be an ancient forest. But why can't we see the fields? The woman pointed to the misty hot river on the north side of the slope, and said that the fields were all by the river, and the temperature by the river was high, which was suitable for farming, so that two crops could be planted in a year. For I have seen the source of the eruption of hot springs, and I know that the water of this river is formed by the flow of hot springs.

I see that it is still early, so I will go to the river to have a look. The woman told me to wait, and then she went down the high slope and went back to the house. After a while, she walked down the slope with the barrel and shouted at me. So I went down to the path down the slope and walked with her along the path towards the Rehe River. After a distance of about four or five hundred meters, I went down to the edge of the sloping grassy slope. There are two acres of paddy fields and one acre of dry land, as well as a vegetable field with oil coriander and cucumbers. The rice in the paddy fields is ripe, the grain smell is fragrant, and the harvest is about to be harvested. And I was not familiar with what was grown in dry land. The woman told me it was a yam. Later, I found out that it was actually our common potato.

Further down is the steaming hot river. When you come to the river, through the dense steam, you can vaguely see some blackened hot springs flowing slowly in the river, but you can't see the width of the river. Perhaps because of the perennial heat of the hot springs, the soil by the river has turned black and brown in the boiling heat, muddy and damp, but there is no grass. The woman said that when the farm was over, she would kill a chicken, prepare the ingredients, and use the stones in the river to boil it, and replace it with the stones several times, and the meat would be cooked, which was the most fragrant and beautiful beauty in heaven.

As she spoke, she scooped the river water into the barrel with a wooden scoop. When she filled the water, I began to walk down the slope with the bucket in my hand. The bucket full of hot springs was so heavy that I couldn't straighten my back, not only because I hadn't carried heavy loads since I was a child, but also because I had injuries in my body that had not yet healed. But I couldn't lose face in front of a woman, so I gritted my teeth and walked forward with all my might. When the woman saw that I was struggling, she had to take the burden and pick it up herself. I refused, so I struggled to carry the water to a small shed made of tree branches in the middle of the forest.

In the small wooden shed, there is a stone floor and a large wooden basin. The woman said that she could have taken me to the fragrant bath to bathe, but when she saw that I was too tired, she washed here. So saying, she mixed the hot spring with the water from the glacier and went out of the hut. I hadn't showered in days, and I had lice all day long, itching all day, and I had a strange pungent smell. Especially when you are with a young and beautiful woman, this weirdness is very embarrassing and embarrassing. So, even though the wounds on my hips and waist have not healed and can get infected and festering when exposed to water, I still want to take a good shower.

As soon as I took a shower, she brought me some clean clothes, which she said had been left by her husband. So, I changed the clothes she had brought. These are some coarse cloth green clothes, loose and heavy, presumably self-spun and self-dyed, so I feel a little uncomfortable wearing them. So, I went into the women's embroidery room, looked at the bronze mirror in front of the dresser, and found myself like a character in a costume play, funny and ridiculous. I couldn't help but wonder: Is this kingdom of heaven really a kingdom that is still in the midst of a long time ago and is not known to the world?

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