It turned out that at that fork in the road we should have gone another way, the road that led to the simple dwelling, and further on would lead to a small deserted village and finally into the mountains. Since Jian Ming likes to go deep into Jianming, when he chose the site, he was optimistic that this road was not a traffic fortress, except for those villagers who occasionally passed by before the end of the world, this land boundary was very quiet.

Helplessly, after we walked a little back, we turned onto the slightly narrow path that had been abandoned before, and after walking for about a few miles, the small narrow road that could not be seen was suddenly widened, and there were also dotted self-built houses on both sides, but they were built too scattered, and it was hardly called a whole village, these houses built by the mountains and rivers were more common in the mountains, and the villagers who lived in them lived a leisurely life of self-sufficiency and isolation most of the time, although they were poor, they were also at ease, occasionally pulling or picking and hunting game in the mountains, or some fruits and vegetables grown at home, go to the nearest town to sell, and then buy back sugar, salt, toilet paper and other necessities, and live from generation to generation.

Most of these houses are inhabited by survivors, as can be seen from the smoke rising from the chimneys, the water buffalo tethered in the yard, and the yellow dogs running around the fields, showing a completely different normal scene from the end of the world, which is not surprising, these people themselves are far away from the crowd, the nearest neighbors may be a mile or two miles apart, the outbreak of the zombie virus will not bring destruction to these loosely inhabited people, if the reaction is timely, the devouring monster will be killed or isolated, and the rest of the people can continue to live here before life, the more detached you are from the shackles of modern conditions, the less you are affected by the end times.

The ground is planted, the food is eaten, the sleep is slept, there is no electricity and no gas? Then chop wood to burn a fire to keep warm, originally relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on water to draft water.

Moreover, the people in the mountains are strong, and there are really scattered zombies trekking into their territory, and a few axes can send them back to the west, unlike the pale and powerless city people, most of whom are weak and panicked when they see danger, and they cannot escape the fate of being devoured.

Some mountain peasants heard a yellow dog barking and called the police, thinking that there were zombies, and came out to watch with shovels and axes, and found that it was a big living person driving on a horse passing by, so they lost interest, turned around and went back to the house, and there was no curiosity at all, which made me greatly admire in my heart. It's important to live your own life.

For a while, I was a little envious of them, although their environment before the end of the world was not as prosperous as ours, but there was also less impetuousness and danger, but it was really long-lasting.

At noon, we stopped to eat and rest, just near a single-family house, we didn't want to disturb, for fear that their family would be afraid, so we honestly boiled water and barbecued meat on the spot, but saw an old man coming out of the house, not afraid of strangers at all, and took the initiative to paced slowly.

This old man looked older than my father, with white hair and wrinkled face, wearing extremely simple coarse cloth clothes, and a pair of black-faced thick cloth shoes commonly known as old shoes in the Northeast on his feet, and holding a dry tobacco pouch in his hand, and taking a puff from time to time.

"Uncle!" "Uncle!" "Grandpa!" We gossiped and said according to our habits, and the old man smiled and puffed out a puff of smoke, "Where did the children call from?" ”

"Chengdu!" Zhu Hong replied.

"I don't listen to the accent like the Sichuan people." The old man looked at us suspiciously.

"My hometown is from the Northeast, and I fled to Chengdu. Are you always a local? I explained.

"Well, born here, will also bury bones here." The old man speaks very literally.

"Old uncle's surname?" I asked again.

"Old man, my surname is Jia, you can call me Grandpa Jia, see that you are only in your thirties, and grandpa can't bend you, I am seventy-five." Although Grandpa Jia was born in the mountains, he is very atmospheric, which is a momentum that young people can't imitate.

"Where are you going, kids? Yo, and the jerky roast, it's so fragrant. My old man hasn't eaten meat in a long time. "Grandpa Jia sniffed the aroma of barbecue vigorously, we are not without eyesight, and hurriedly cut a large piece of roasted meat for the old man, seeing is fate, Grandpa Jia is seventy-five years old and has such a good appetite, he is a blessed person, and we are happy to honor his old man.

Grandpa Jia took a bite of the barbecue, frowned, and said, "Didn't put spicy seeds?" Barbecue without spicy meat is simply a waste of good things! Wait! With that, he put the roast meat in his hand on the stone next to him, turned and left.

There was really no chili powder in the seasoning we brought, and it was not a picnic, and the car only brought the necessary salt and cooking oil, but I didn't expect to be disgusted by Grandpa Jia, and I couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

Grandpa Jia quickly came out with a few small jars, in addition to chili noodles and garlic oil, sprinkled on his piece of barbecue, and then handed it to us, signaling himself to add ingredients according to taste.

Tang Xiao was very happy again, he kept shouting that he couldn't give full play to his ability, that is, he lacked seasoning, and he could finally show his skills.

The barbecue jerky with seasoning was really delicious, and we talked a lot with Grandpa Jia.

Grandpa Jia is the only one in the family, before the end of the world, his sons, daughters-in-law, grandchildren and granddaughters-in-law have left the old house to work in the city, thinking that life is hard in the mountains, it is said that the money earned in the city for a month is higher than the income of a year in the old house, such a big gap, how can young people stay in the mountains? This is not only the case at Grandpa Jia's house, most of the families built by the mountains are all old people, and they don't want to go anywhere if they are used to living in the old house.

After the outbreak of the end of the world, these old people mutated very little, and they were trapped in their own yard and couldn't get out, Grandpa Jia and they actually found out about the changes in the world after a long time, but they quickly accepted the reality, people live a long time, and they have heard a lot of strange things, and they are not bad at this one, but they are worried about their relatives who have entered the city, most of them have no news, and no one has come back.

It is unrealistic for these left-behind elderly people to go to the city to find their relatives, so they can only continue to live a peaceful life here.

Occasionally, when a zombie passed by, Grandpa Jia picked up an iron pickaxe and smashed its skull, and when he met a passing survivor, he came over to chat a few words to understand the situation outside.

"You guys eat the best, a few people passed by this half a year ago, and they only have potatoes." Grandpa Jia deliberately concluded.

"Not all survivors, all are organized." Zhu Hong replied.

"It seems that your place is quite safe, and there are very few zombies coming, right?" I looked at the mountains around me, and then at the lonely old house at the bottom of the mountain, which looked really defenseless, and was all wooden.

"Less, I've been touching two of them for three years, and I'm also from our mountains, but I don't recognize whose family it is."

"If you don't hurry, stay at my house at night, it's late now, and it won't be dark in the afternoon, and it's cold to spend the night in the mountains." Grandpa Jia was full of barbecue, and he was happy to chat with us and took the initiative to stay with us.

At this time, we will find a place to spend the night early, but Grandpa Jia is right, these days I have found that it is getting darker and earlier, and the afternoon time always flies quickly.

"Stay here, stay here." Grandpa Jia's enthusiasm was unbearable to refuse, so everyone packed up their things and followed him to his house.

Although Grandpa Jia's house is simple, the yard and gate can be seen to be particularly fortified, as soon as you enter the door is the kitchen, the big stove, firewood, iron pot exudes a strong peasant atmosphere, the house is hung with dried peppers and mushrooms, and the wall is smoked black.

Two little milk dogs ran out of the back room, one black and one yellow, the two little ones barked at us fiercely while wagging their tails, and Grandpa Jia shouted, "These are all guests of our house, what are you calling blindly." ”

"Little babies are so brave, the dog mother must be even more powerful, right?" We didn't dare to go in rashly, the big dogs used in the countryside to watch the home care homes are different from the pets in the city, that is really going to be dead, and it can't be done carelessly.

"Their mother is dead," Grandpa Jia took a puff of dry tobacco, "Xiaohua is a good dog, he can go up the mountain to hunt rabbits, and he didn't survive being bitten by a poisonous snake." Fortunately, I left sunspots and rhubarb for me to be companions in the future. ”

"Grandpa Jia, if the dog is trained well, it can protect the owner against zombies." I think of those Tibetan mastiffs in Diqing, which are absolutely no less than humans meeting male lions for zombies, that is, the zombie virus will poison animals, which is too annoying.

"I know, but I'm not willing to." Grandpa Jia bit the dry tobacco stick, bent down to touch the two puppies competing for pets, and picked them up one by one and entered the house.

There are a total of three bedrooms in the back room, except for Grandpa Jia's own one, the other two are the rooms of his son and daughter-in-law and grandchildren who went into the city.

From the moment I entered Grandpa Jia's house, I found that I didn't see anything to eat except for a few bags of sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn cobs piled up in the corner of the kitchen.

The old man seems to be having a hard time!

Compassion suddenly rose, and he couldn't help but ask Grandpa Jia what his food source was.

Grandpa Jia said that he was planting potatoes and sweet potatoes in his field, and there was a cornfield behind the house, and the harvest was enough for him to live alone, but ......

Speaking of this, Grandpa Jia sighed, "Forget it, they are also poor people." ”

Something's up! I thought to myself, "Grandpa Jia, just say, who are they?" ”

"They are the two poor children of my neighbor's family, the adults are all dead, and there are two babies left, the eldest is only fifteen, and the younger one is just twelve years old. Grandpa Jia shook his head, "I'm old, and I can earn an extra day of life, and I can't starve the babies." ”

I thought that there was a wicked neighbor who took his food, but I didn't expect that it was the kind old man who took pity on the orphan, and my chest suddenly tightened, and my eyes were so moved that my eyes were astringent.