After my brother put the spider away, he called Liu Kuaikou, and we started to go to Gulu Village to find my mother.

From the dilapidated house we live in to the village, although there is a distance, but in fact it is not even ten minutes, walk for a while, the village during the day is completely different from the night, walking on the top of this mountain, looking at the distance, you can see many people.

Living in this kind of place, the conditions are naturally a little more difficult than in the city, but it is not impossible.

Since ancient times, whether they are barren or rich, the people of the world have their own way to live and work in peace and contentment.

Although the people of this ancient road village have little communication with the outside world, if you look closely at the people who live here, you will find that they are happy to have a good time.

In the land of Pyongyang on the top of the mountain, there is a piece of fertile soil, from the top to the slope down the mountain, a piece of green, planted with all crops, and this place in Sichuan, low-lying, located in the mountains, the canyon wind gathers, there is no lack of water at all, often rainy and continuous, plus the top of the mountain, the sun is abundant, so the crops grow very well.

The people here have preserved the ancient way of life, which is made by the sun and rests at sunset, all year round.

If you really want to talk about it, in fact, this village has a very long history, more than 400 years, and it is inhabited by an ethnic minority - the Yi people.

When it was first discovered, it was around the 60s of the last century, when the Chengdu-Kunming Railway was built, the workers found that on the cliffs, there were many people with vines hanging on their waists and baskets on their backs, swinging back and forth in the mountains like monkeys.

Later, the state paid for it, and the villagers contributed to build a road down the mountain, and the people in the village called it the avenue, or the mule and horse road, and it was only then that the people of Gulu Village ended this life of "swinging" down the mountain.

But this road is not easy to build, go down the mountain, directly excavate the mountain, the road is forced to open, the length is about a thousand meters, but the width is only one meter.

What is the concept?

Similar to walking along a cliff, the road is only one meter wide, and one meter away, it is an abyss, and it can be said that walking on it is also like walking on thin ice.

Therefore, there are even some people who have never descended the mountain in their lives.

When we came to the village, it was about 10 o'clock in the morning, some of the men were carrying flat poles to fetch water, and some of the women were holding children, so it was not surprising to see us, because over the years, many people who like to explore and hike have come here one after another.

Hundreds of homes are very lively during the day.

My brother took the picture of his mother and began to inquire around the village, he first looked for an old man who looked not very old, pointed to the photo and asked if he had seen this person, the old man looked at it for a long time, then shook his head, and when he saw that there was no result, he went to ask the next one.

This method is very clumsy, after my brother asked about seven or eight people, Liu Kuaikou felt a little bored, and said that it was rare to go up the mountain once, and he wanted to go around the village by himself first, let's go find it.

After saying that, he left, leaving only me and my brother to keep asking, but this kind of thing can't force others, it's our own business.

And although Liu Kuaikou looks cunning and cunning, he can't tell the truth in his words, but no matter what, he still helped us find out about the family, and he did pay attention to it.

My brother and I took the photo, and asked when we met people in the village, this whole Gulu Village is not big, there are only more than 500 households in total, and the two of us set off in the morning, starting from outside the village, and asking all the way to the innermost part of the village, but the strange thing is that none of these residents said that they had seen my mother.

After a day, from morning to dusk, the result was nothing.

Some people even told us that Gulu Village is not big in the first place, and there are not many people who usually come, and if anyone really comes, they will definitely feel familiar, but the people in your photos have really not seen them.

We can only follow the background picture on the photo to find the old wall in the village, and after repeated comparison, we can confirm that the photo was indeed taken here, so why has no one seen her?

Could it be that the people in the village are lying to us? But it shouldn't be, it's reasonable for one person to lie to us, but the whole village is to lie to us, it's a bit unbelievable.

But judging from the photos taken, my mother did pass by here, and she happened to be photographed, if the people in the village didn't lie to us, could it be that Liu Kuaikou lied to us? Or is my mother here and no one knows about it?

And the most puzzling thing for me is, why did she come to such a place?

On the top of the mountain, the altitude is so high, if you want to come up, it is not easy for her to do it alone.

So what is the reason why she is not afraid of hardships to come to this mountain top and find such a remote and ancient village?

Just thinking about it, there was a sudden "boom" in the sky, and the thunder was loud, like a galloping horse, which startled my heart to jump, and when I looked up, I saw that the clouds were thick overhead, and the cool breeze suddenly hit.

The rain came without warning, and my brother and I were drenched on the spot.

With the heavy rain coming, the sky soon also darkened, standing on the top of the mountain to see, the sky full of dark clouds and black pressure swept overwhelmed, as if within reach, because of the huge rain suddenly, the villagers have hugged their heads and ran away, no effort to return to their respective homes, the village was instantly empty, there was no one, only the rain slapped the dirt road, making a crackling sound.

My brother stood in the rain holding the photo tightly at this time, not saying a word, but his face was full of unwillingness, he didn't find his mother, he didn't give up, and wanted to find someone to ask, but the whole village had finished asking, who else could he find?

Seeing him like this, I felt very uncomfortable, so I persuaded him in the heavy rain: "Brother... Why don't we go back first, it's dangerous to rain on the mountain, so we'll look for it tomorrow. ”

My brother stood still and didn't speak, let the rain pat on his body, and after a while, the two of us were soaking wet.

Now that the rain is getting heavier and heavier, a thin layer of rain and mist has even begun to appear in the mountains, and I am worried that it will be dangerous if I don't leave, so I don't care too much and pull my brother back.

At first, he was still fighting with me and was reluctant to leave, but then he shook off my hand and lowered his head and said unwillingly: "I'll go by myself." ”

I followed him, trying to comfort him by saying this, but I didn't know what to say.

In fact, I was also very disappointed in my heart, because I didn't find my mother, and I was obviously looking forward to it before I came, but who knew that it would be like this, and it was false to say that I was not uncomfortable.

It's just that he may not be able to let go of it compared to my brother.

In the past ten years, I have lived a stable life from a teenager to a young adult, from having nothing to marrying Chen Qing today.

If you ask me if I still have hatred, yes, do you want to take revenge, but also if you want to.

But the feeling in my heart has long been less intense, ten years, for a person, is enough to dilute many things in life.

Compared with those hatreds, I now want to form my own family with Chen Qing and live a stable life now, because I know from my own experience that under fate, all beings are equal, without exception.

But my brother is different, he has been living in the mountains for nearly ten years, with no relatives, no family, no warmth, no cold, only a life as silent as death.

If there was anything to accompany him, it was the beast.

So through this period of time together, I can clearly feel that he is different from the brother I once remembered, he always seems to be a tough guy on the outside, but he is always in a state of uneasiness in his heart, like a wild cat, sensitive, suspicious, any wind and grass will disturb him.

There must have been a lot of other things going on with him, but they didn't tell me.

In the heavy rain, I followed him, looking at his lost eyes, my heart was dull, the dirt road in this village was washed by the rain, and it was full of mud at the moment, and I was a little careless under my feet, and I fell directly to the ground with an unsteady fall, and instantly splashed all over the soil.

My brother walked over with an expressionless face, didn't look down at me, didn't stretch out his hand to help me, as if he didn't see it, and walked away on his own.

I got up from the ground uncomfortably, feeling unhappy and dirty, hesitated for a moment, and simply washed the dirt off my body by the rain, and then hurried after him, and followed closely behind.

When I walked back to the wooden house, it was about to get dark, Liu Kuaikou hadn't come back yet, and I didn't know what to do, there was no signal on the mountain, and my mobile phone couldn't be contacted.

My brother was in a bad mood, and when he came back, he went into the house without saying a word, closed the door, and locked himself inside.

Even if I wanted to say a few words to him, I didn't have a chance.

In fact, I don't feel comfortable in my heart, this sense of loss is not comfortable for anyone.

Standing outside and sighing, he took off his jacket and wanted to wash the dirt on his clothes again by the rain, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of an orange cat squatting in the corner under the eaves!

The cat was wet, its fur was sticking together, and it looked like it was drenching lightly, and it was crouching in the corner of the eaves licking its paws.

I looked at it, and I was a little surprised, because this cat is really not small, it is bigger than the usual cats, squatting there like a lump of meat, and now it is still wet with hair, if it usually has fluffy hair, it will probably look bigger.

"I didn't expect there to be such a fat cat in this mountain village." I shook my clothes, looked at it and said, "Look at your fat body, I guess it's not less fishy!" ”

Actually, I just said this casually, and I didn't have anything else in my mind at the time, so I was ready to go into the house.

But just as I turned around, I glanced back, and the big fat cat was licking its paws and suddenly looked up at me, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Fool, master, have I eaten your things fat?" This body of fat is eaten by the master, what does it matter to you? ”