The first snow of winter is a rarity for a city in the south, and according to media reports, it is the heaviest snow in the city in 100 years. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I haven't seen such a big snow for many years, and Han Ren is very excited, so she went to Fengqi Village in K City next door to enjoy the snow and plum blossoms. Fengqi Village is located in the southernmost part of K City, at the junction of S City and K City, the environment is beautiful, the scenery is elegant, and more importantly, the plum blossoms there are a must, at this time of year, tourists from all over the country come in an endless stream, this year to catch up with the heavy snow once in a hundred years, the plum blossom in the snow is a unique elegance and fun, so this year the tourists who go to Fengqi Village come one after another, more than in previous years.

Although Fengqi Village is adjacent to S City, when you arrive here, it is like coming to a paradise, which is very different from the bustle and hustle and bustle of S City.

The whole Fengqi Village is white, and the snow is still falling, like dazzling white flowers falling from the sky. Plum blossoms can be seen everywhere in the village, every household is planted, the plum blossom is the most concentrated, the most complete variety is the plum blossom on the plum blossom ridge at the head of the village. Extraordinary group of three people is on the way to Meihualing at this time, the village is very lively, the tourists are elated, stepping on the snow to enjoy the plum, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the countryside, feeling the customs of Fengqi Village, it is really a good place for leisure!

"I don't know if there is a stone table and stone bench on the plum blossom ridge, how about we taste wine and enjoy the plum blossoms and see the snow?" Han Ren was very interested, "When I first watched "Dream of Red Mansions", what I envied the most was the part where the daughters of the Red Chamber ate venison and enjoyed plum blossoms in the snow, I really yearn for that kind of life." ”

Bufan glanced at him and said, "Is it okay to talk to people?" pretending to be a literati and a gentleman, what about the rough strength of the water and Liangshan heroes when he usually catches bad guys? Everyone is so familiar, what are you pretending to be. The dignified seven-foot man did all this, and he also learned the girl in the Grand View Garden. ”

"Vulgar." Han Ren said with a smile at Bufan.

"Look, it's here." Qiu'er ran up the plum blossom ridge as she spoke, and her feet made a "creaking" sound on the snow - it was really the most beautiful sound in nature.

There have been a lot of tourists gathered here, everyone has taken pictures with their mobile phones, Qiu'er stood in the plum blossom bush and shouted to Han Ren: "Take a picture of me." ”

Han Ren smiled and took a photo of Qiu'er, only to see Qiu'er wearing a white down jacket that reached to her calves and a red woolen hat. Qiu'er is really more beautiful than flowers. Qiu'er smiled, her face was frozen red to the ground, reflecting the white snow, which looked even more delicate and moving, Han Ren couldn't help but be stunned.

The plum blossoms are full of flowers, the plum fragrance is fragrant, Han Ren can't help but mutter: "The snow is known to be spring, and the cold plum is dotted with Qiong branches." The fragrant face is half-open and charming, and when the court is in the court, the jade baths with new makeup. Sure enough, you have to see it with your own eyes to experience the wonderful artistic conception in the poem. ”

"Pop" A snowball hit Han Ren, Han Ren turned his face and saw Bufan and laughed at him: "Let you pretend!" Eat a snowball to calm down, haha......"

"Lu Bufan!" Han Ren shouted, "You can also eat a snowball!" ”

Qiu'er looked at them and smiled.

Qiu'er looked at the plum blossoms in the mountains and frowned and thought, "Why are all the plum blossoms here blood-red no matter what variety they are?" ”

The snowflakes are still fluttering and sprinkling, the upper reaches of the plum blossom ridge are full of people, the interest is strong, Bufan and Han Ren are still having a snowball fight, Qiu'er smells the plum fragrance, appreciates the red plum, and looks up from time to time to feel the falling snow, so comfortable.

Suddenly, a burst of suona sound pierced the sky, the sound of mourning music began, the visitors on the plum blossom ridge saw a funeral procession wearing linen and filial piety passing under the ridge, led by a picturesque eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, holding a black and white posthumous photo, the man in the photo looked about forty years old. Next to the boy was a rather beautiful woman, no more than forty by sight, and it was difficult to hide the beauty of the country in plain clothes.

It seems that this is a mother and son, and the dead man in the photo is probably the head of the family, the father of the child, and the husband of the beautiful woman?

There was no sadness on the faces of the two eye-catching mothers and sons, they were cold and indifferent, and the white-haired old man behind them looked like the father of the dead man, his face was full of sadness and despair, and his soul seemed to be sucked away, like a walking corpse, being helped to stagger forward.

Four big men carried a brand-new coffin to follow, at a glance it was a good Nanmu coffin, big and thick, the four big men walked in the snow obviously a little difficult, one foot deep and one shallow foot walked forward with difficulty. Behind the coffin, in addition to the relatives in white mourning clothes, there was also a group of villagers wrapped in thick clothes who followed the procession, and they did not speak, but followed silently, with serious expressions.

Suddenly, the suona wail stopped abruptly, a group of crows came out of nowhere, and the "fluttering edge" flew over the plum blossom ridge, and everyone was terrified and solemn.

The snow seems to be getting heavier and heavier, and the tourists are quietly watching the funeral procession, and there is silence between heaven and earth, except for the sound of snowflakes falling.

Some people couldn't help but shiver and muttered, "Why do you suddenly feel so cold." ”

Qiu'er suddenly saw a man in a green cotton robe in the funeral procession, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were blood-red, and he was staring at the front with resentment, and it was the man in the posthumous photo held by the young man!

Bufan obviously saw it too, looked at the funeral procession with interest, and said, "Let's spend the night here tonight." ”

"Why?" Han Ren asked puzzled.

"You see it's dark again, a blizzard is coming, it's unsafe on the road, and you don't want to roast venison in the snow to eat, let's eat it at night, and then blanch some wine and drink." Bufan said with a smile.

"Okay!" Han Ren nodded excitedly, and Lang Lang said: "Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove, late in the sky and snow, can you drink a glass?" I've been fascinated by this scene for a long time. ”

Bufan didn't laugh at him again this time, and looked thoughtfully at the funeral team that was gradually moving away. Qiu'er felt that something was going to happen in this beautiful little village full of plum blossoms.

What awaits them?

At noon, Bufan and his entourage came down from Meihualing to find a place to eat, although Fengqi Village still generally maintains the appearance of the original countryside, and has not developed tourism, but after all, it is close to the international metropolis S City, so the village is still developing well, what restaurants, hotels, supermarkets are available, most of the young people in the village go to work in S City, and they will come back on weekends and holidays. So the whole village is quite popular.

They soon found a small restaurant, the boss is a simple-looking middle-aged man, short and fat, when they see extraordinary they enter the door, they are full of smiles, as if embarrassed, the proprietress is a spicy and outgoing country woman, loud voice, while knocking melon seeds, while greeting guests, when spitting melon seed shells, "pounce" sound, like spitting out stones and smashing on the cement floor of the restaurant.

"Yo, this girl is really Peugeot." The proprietress looked at Qiu'er and smacked her lips, "Long heel...... Daddy, daddy, daddy! She turned to the boss and shouted, "This little girl from the city doesn't look like that woman?" ”

Bufan and Han Ren looked at Qiu'er at the same time, and Qiu'er blushed and bowed her head silently.

"The woman?" Bufan looked at Qiu'er carefully and suddenly realized: "The woman who came out of the funeral today is quite similar to Qiu'er. Is the woman in the mouth of this boss lady what she is talking about? ”

Han Ren was noncommittal: "It's not like it at all." Autumn is unique in the world. ”

"It's numb." Bufan glanced at him and said angrily.