(One more shot, to continue tomorrow.) ）

I can't remember how I got back to the village or how long it took. In addition, I didn't sleep all night last night, so as soon as I got in the car, I got into the back and planned to take a nap. The second uncle glanced at me, his mouth opened open, and he seemed to be trying to murder me again, but the uncle waved his hand to stop me.

"Nephew, it will take two or three hours to get back to the village. You can sleep in peace. Uncle said, looking at me in the rearview mirror.

I nodded, and fell headfirst into my seat.

I was tossed up by that question all night last night, and I didn't come up with a reason for it this morning. More than 20 years have passed since I was sent out of the village, and I don't know what happened in between. There are so few things for me to refer to. However, I have a vague impression of the ancestral hall in the village that the uncle said last night.

The ancestral hall in the village seems to be a hole, a big hole. Thinking of this, my consciousness began to blur a little, and then I fell asleep.

But I hadn't slept long before I was woken up by a violent jolt. I got out of the back seat with a grunt, thinking it was an earthquake. Take a closer look, damn me, when did you drive up the mountain.

I'm so big that I'm used to the stability of the car on the concrete floor, and when I walk on the mountain road, the bumps are so rough that I almost don't throw up, which feels like riding a wild horse. If I hadn't clung to the handle, I would have been thrown out of the window.

Looks like I can't sleep now. I grabbed the handle and looked at the mountain outside the car window and asked without words: "Uncle, our village is called Lalong, right?" ”

"Hmph, I don't even remember what my hometown is called, what's going on!" The second uncle snorted.

"Hey," said the uncle, "the nephew was sent out by the third child at such a young age, and it is not strange that I don't remember." After speaking, he looked up at me in the rearview mirror and continued: "Our village is called Caimiao Village, and Lalong is a tun in the village. After saying that, he thought of something again, and added: "When we were young, we lived with your grandparents in Lalong. But after your father disappeared, we moved to the village. ”

I let out an "oh", and I couldn't think of anything to talk about for a while, so I turned my head to look out the window. At this time, the car was still bumpy on the mountain road, but it was much better than before. Just now I was walking between two mountains, but now I am walking halfway up the mountain. The mountain road is not very wide, but it can accommodate two vans driving side by side. On the left is the excavated mountain, and the traces of the excavation are about more than ten meters high, which must have taken a lot of manpower and material resources to get out. On the right is a cliff twenty or thirty meters high. Below the cliff is a large river, green and faint with no bottom in sight.

"This river is called Langxi River, and it is more than 100 meters wide at its widest point and more than 30 meters at its narrowest point." Uncle looked at me in the rearview mirror again and said.

"How deep?" I asked. I can swim, but I can't compare what I learn to swim in a pool with what I learn to swim in a big river. This river is green and faint and the bottomless water, and anyone who looks at it will probably be frightened.

"I don't know. None of the village's descendants have ever dived underwater. Uncle laughed.

As soon as the uncle finished speaking, he heard a muffled sound coming from the bottom of the cliff. I thought it was a mountain road collapse, so I hurriedly probed out to see.

"Don't be nervous, what about the posterior fried fish in the village."

Sure enough, one muffled sound was followed by several muffled sounds, and then several people were seen jumping into the water from across the river and swimming towards the center of the river.

"Here we are." Uncle said.

Sure enough, the car turned a corner and saw a stone monument standing at the intersection. Caimiao Village.

"Come, get out of the car and rest first." The uncle parked the car at the door and said, "I'll go and inform them to go to the ancestral hall for a meeting tonight." I nodded and got out of the car.

Uncle's home is a two-story building. Looking at it, it seems that there are two floors, and it seems that there is only one uncle. It seems that the uncle also belongs to the category of local tyrants in the village. No wonder I bought a Wuling Glory.

After getting out of the car, several people sitting at the door chatting immediately gathered around.

"Yo, isn't this Wei Cheng?" An aunt shouted.

"yes, it's finally back. Ouch, you don't remember me? I used to pee on you when you were a kid! ”

"Ahh

The eldest uncle and the second uncle went to inform the people and came back after a while. Seeing that I was surrounded by several aunts and uncles, I couldn't get out of my body and hurriedly came over to help me out. After a lot of talk about things that I didn't quite understand, they finally decided to let me go into the room and rest, and talk about it later.

After a bumpy ride, I don't feel sleepy at all now. Lay down in bed for a while to see if it was still early for dinner. So I told my uncle that I would go out for a walk, and then I went out.

I walked a few paths according to my previous memories, and found that the scene at the end of the path was completely different from what I remembered. I tried to take a few different paths, and the result was the same. I looked up and saw that it was not early, so I went back the way I came, and ate.

After eating, I will go to the ancestral hall for a meeting.

I followed the uncle for more than ten minutes on the mountain road to a place called the ferry port. By the time we arrived, there had already been a lot of people gathered here. When I saw my uncle and I arriving, we greeted each other. Uncle also smiled back and said hello. Then I saw someone shouting at the other side, as if calling for a boat. But this kind of cry is very special, like a wolf howl. It should belong to the voice.

Not long after we finished shouting, we heard a sound of harmony from the other side. It's a strange harmony, and I haven't found a word to describe it until now.

Ten minutes later, a boat came from the opposite shore. By the light of the flashlight, I saw that a large wooden boat seven or eight meters long was actually supported by a penny. And the one who supported the boat turned out to be an old man. Awesome.

A boat full of more than 20 people was loaded, and the side of the ship was almost in line with the water. On this big night, the river is so wide. If this old man dozes and capsizes, damn me, isn't this the same as dumplings?

Fortunately, there was no danger, and I landed more than ten minutes later. After going ashore, they followed the uncle, and they walked for a long time on the mountain road. I don't need to say more. Strangely, though, no one has said a word since they came ashore. They all walked behind me and my uncle with flashlights.

A large group of men and horses walked on without saying a word, until they reached the foot of a mountain.

Uncle stopped and pointed at me. I looked up and saw a faint flash of fire in a spot up the mountainside. It looks like a cave, a big cave.

"The ancestral hall up there?" I asked Uncle.

The uncle nodded and did not speak, turned around and took the lead in walking up. The reason why it is said to go up is because a path has been artificially carved out at the foot of the mountain that is one person wide. There are no steps, but it's much better than the mountains where there are no roads to climb by hand.

After climbing up for half an hour, I finally came to the place where the fire was flickering just now.

By the light of the flashlight, I saw a boulder in front of me that was one man tall and three people wide. It is engraved with the four big characters of "Webster's Ancestral Hall". Each large character is filled with cinnabar. It's strange in this cave in the middle of nowhere.

Uncle told me to stay where I was and not to walk around, he went to turn on the lights.

Damn, why didn't you turn on the lights earlier. I cursed in my heart. But the moment the lights came on, I saw a lot of people standing in front of me.