The topography of Mawang Village belongs to two mountains and a ditch, and when there was a war in ancient times, this choke point was guarded, so you can protect the north of the river without worry.

Therefore, this place is also a year of war, and the common people are all soldiers, saying that the men of the late Qing Dynasty will practice martial arts, and there is a set of kung fu names: the Bagua God Palm is still passed down from generation to generation, but in modern times, the world is peaceful, young people are busy going out to make money, this set of kung fu has no heirs, and few people in the village will practice.

Only a few old people in the village are still in good health, and they will occasionally play a dozen and practice.

We drove more than 70 kilometers, about an hour or so, to Mawang Village.

When I got to the place, it was really beautiful and the air was fresh. I didn't expect there to be such a beautiful place near Jiangbei City.

If this is to do tourism development, the resort will definitely come to the old nose.

Poor mountains, gurgling streams, small bridges and flowing water, and village women are as beautiful as fairies.

Many of the houses here are still left by the Qing Dynasty, and even the roadbed has not been touched for many generations.

In a trance, I really felt like I had traveled through time.

Junko was welcoming and brought us to their door.

When I looked up, it was a two-story wooden house. Their house has been around for many years, and they can apply for intangible cultural heritage.

Junko was very enthusiastic, and when he pushed at the door, the door opened.

You and I unloaded our casual things from the car, and I looked around and asked, "Why are your houses not locked here, are there people in the house?"

Junzi smiled honestly and said: "We have never had a case of theft, almost everyone in the township knows each other, so they basically don't close their doors at night, and they don't need to lock the door when they go out."

The folk customs here are really quite simple, I and the fat man entered the small building one after the other, only to find that there is a hole inside, after entering the door is a large courtyard, the first floor is a few rooms like a courtyard, and there are stairs in the corner that can lead to the second floor.

This kind of patio building is much better than a courtyard house.

I was carefully looking at the difference of this building, and a girl ran out of the main house, looking a little like Xia Ling'er, but she didn't have Xia Ling'er's eccentric temperament.

"Brother, you're back." The girl said with a smile.

Junzi smiled and came to the middle of me and the girl and said, "This is my sister Yingzi, she is only fifteen and is not yet an adult, her name is Uncle Kai, this is called Uncle Fat."

I hurriedly said, "Don't don't, call my brother kind." I said in my heart, he really knows how to rank up, her sister calls me uncle, I talk to him about buddies, then he can't call him his sister niece, although I suffer a little bit in terms of age, but such a beautiful girl is called Brother Sheng, and my heart is still very comfortable.

"Junzi is back, why did you run out and not tell your mother, you know how worried your mother is."

Out of the back room came a woman who was wiping her hands with an apron, looking about forty years old, but she looked quite young.

When she saw a newcomer in the yard, she was also stunned for a moment, and Junzi hurriedly introduced us, it turned out that this woman was Junko's mother, and we also politely said hello to the fat man.

Shunzi's mother was very simple, and said: "Shunzi, this kid is a big ghost, and his beard hasn't grown yet, we are about the same age, don't call me Aunt Wang, call me Sister Wang." Then he glared at Junzi again, "Call Uncle Kai, Uncle Fat." "

Junko scratched her head embarrassedly and answered.

I smiled and said, "Alas, we people in the city don't pay much attention to this, and we all call me brother when we meet."

"That's not good, it's very important in our generation, it's time to get home, come in the house, go into the house."

Their family members are very enthusiastic, and the fat man and I are still very hot in our hearts, which is different from the city, everyone is on guard, and they are all full of mustard.

We entered the main house, found a chair to sit down, the room is also antique, although there are no expensive things, but it gives people a feeling of relaxation, everything is so comfortable.

Shunzi brought two cups of tea to me and the fat man, and said: "You are here to play, after lunch, let Shunzi take you up the mountain, we need to say this scenery, there are many wild fruits on the mountain, and there are many animals in the most important mountain."

Looking at what Junko's mother said, I really feel the urge to climb the mountain now, but isn't it a bit too troublesome to have lunch here?

Junzi and his mother are warm-hearted, telling us that no one is allowed to leave, we must try her craftsmanship, and said that there are few outsiders in their village, and it is too late to be happy if they can come to the house, who cares about the food.

We saw that Shunzi and his mother were busy, so we relaxed a little, and I tasted tea with the fat man, and Shunzi said, "Uncle Kai, if you go into the cave, I want to go in with you."

I took a sip of tea and put down the teacup and said, "That's not good, I don't know what's going on inside, you can take it to the ground for us and go back."

At this time, Yingzi came over with a plate, and put the plate on the table in front of me, and I looked up to see a golden honey nest, which was a good thing.

"This is what my father got back from the mountains, and the wild beehive is particularly delicious, you can taste it."

Yingzi's silver bell-like voice, after her introduction, I think this thing is even more delicious.

I crooked a spoonful and put it in my mouth, it was so sweet.

The fat man couldn't help but see that I was enjoying the delicious food, so he came over and tasted it, and then the two of us ate the wild beehive almost like a storm.

There is still this kind of delicacy in the world, it is really in vain to live so big, Junko said again: "My father went into the mountains to hunt, and when he comes back in a while, I will tell you about the things in the mountains, my father knows a lot more than me, and he has even encountered ghosts in the mountains, but he is afraid of scaring us, so he has never told us, you have to ask him in a while."

Can you still encounter ghosts in the mountains? It piqued my interest, and maybe the haunting had something to do with the cave.

When it was almost noon, Junko's mother prepared a table of meals, and as soon as the dishes were on the table, I was a little dizzy when I saw the delicious delicacies of the good guys.

A dish with a hard mouth is stewed chicken, the fragrance of this chicken is fragrant to the nose, I have never smelled such a fragrant chicken soup, their chickens are basically free-range, eat insects, run around in the fields all day long, can the meat quality be bad?

There are also braised carp, stir-fried mushrooms, scrambled green onions with eggs, and wild vegetables with dipping sauce.

My saliva is about to flow out, and the eyes of fat people who are natural foodies are straight.

Before we could get to the table, we heard someone shout outside, "you, I'm back, look what I'm going to do."