Chapter 188: Village Aunt Hongyu
The next day, Xiao Cong came to an unknown secluded valley through the Xiao family's teleportation array, the moon hung steadily in the southwest corner, and he had not yet set, and he looked tired walking on the mountain path in the moonlight.
He didn't know where this was, and Xiao Tianyu didn't tell him when he left, but there were obvious traces of being trampled on, which proved that there were also people here, he thought, he would just walk like this first, find a place to finish the morning class at dawn, and then find someone to ask after dawn to know where this is.
He walked aimlessly on his back like this, and kept walking, following the vaguely distinguishable footprints under his feet, one moment to the east, one moment to the west, one moment to the south, one moment to the north, going around in circles, back and forth, the surroundings were quiet and terrible, the black shadows in the distance overlapped, except for him, nothing else was moving, finally, he looked up at the sky, lowered his head and muttered for a moment, and then took another step towards a mountain.
Climb to the top of the peak, sit cross-legged, wait for the dawn to come, suddenly open his eyes, a touch of purple light flashed in his eyes, and at this moment, there seems to be a trace of other strange feelings in his heart, he closed his eyes and breathed for a moment, slowly got up, Zhu Xian turned in his right hand, and then disappeared without warning, he smiled, and then walked down the mountain.
The sky has been brightened, looking far away, it can be distinguished where is inward, where is outward, the mountains in the distance are endless, Xiao Cong was far behind, he greeted the rising sun, and walked out of the valley.
After walking like this for more than half an hour, on the outskirts of the valley, at last they saw people, this seemed to be a village, there were fieldmen who were busy with agricultural work carrying baskets and plows, and hunters with bows and spears on their backs, and then they walked in, there were sloppy village women, who were teasing their children of about one or two years old in front of the stone mill, and they saw Xiao Cong, who was brightly dressed and handsome and as a god, and they all had to look back, with undisguised surprise and envy, and then grinned and showed the same burnt yellow teeth, vulgar and simple, but more cuteγ
Xiao Cong made up his mind, took a deep breath, and seemed to have great courage, walking slowly like the village women who were teasing the children in front of the stone mill.
Approaching, slowly stopped, but suddenly didn't know what to say, he covered his teeth and coughed lightly, bowed his hands, and said:
"Dare to ask...... Ladies and gentlemen, where is this place?"
Several village women were stunned for a long time, and then they all hid their faces and smiled, Yan was full of shame, and Xiao Cong couldn't stop laughing, but he really didn't know what these "sisters" were laughing at at this time.
Finally, one of the people on the other side replied softly;
"We are here on the periphery of the Sunset Mountains, there are only dozens of families on weekdays, and we haven't seen outsiders for so many years, did Childe fall from the sky?"
After saying that, there was another burst of sneering.
Xiao Cong understood, the smirk on the corner of his mouth gradually solidified, he lowered his head, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, raised his head and replied:
"My sister said with a smile, I just passed by here with my teacher, and unfortunately I got lost
Something fell from the sky. β
"Look at this tired portrait of yours, I'm afraid you've been lost for a long time, have you had breakfast? β
Xiao Cong gradually petrified when he heard this, no matter how he heard this, it made people feel a little uneasy, he pursed his dry lips lightly, half-lowered his eyes to look left and right, and smiled bitterly and didn't know how to answer for a while.
There was a slight sneer in my ears, but I heard the other village woman not shy away from saying:
"Hongyu, hurry up and put away your tiger and wolf statue, don't scare the little boy, didn't your family pay the food last night, and you were hungry like this. β
The village woman named Hongyu, who had just spoken to Xiao Cong, changed her face in a blink of an eye,
"Hey, you shameless slut, I just care about it, look at your greed, I think it's you who wants to seduce the little boy, the pillar broke his leg when he went up the mountain to hunt half a month ago, or my dog left it back, this hurts the muscles and bones for a hundred days, and the evil fire in your crotch is afraid that it can't be suppressed for a long time. β
Everyone except Xiao Cong laughed and trembled, but the village woman who had teased Hongyu before suddenly blushed, and she shaved Hongyu fiercely with shame and indignation, and lost a sentence by the way,
"I don't want to deal with you in front of outsiders, and if I want to put it aside, my mother will tear your mouth!"
"Hmph!" Hongyu's face raised, "Let's see if my dog will break your legs!"
immediately ignored the few people who were still laughing, and said with concern to Xiao Cong:
"Has the boy had breakfast?"
Without waiting for Xiao Cong to answer, the girl named Hongyu said happily:
"At first glance, I know that you haven't had breakfast yet, go, go to my house, and I'll cook some food for my son." β
After speaking, he picked up the child, glanced at Xiao Cong with a smile, and turned around to go home.
Originally, I just wanted to cross the road, but I didn't expect the villagers here to be so hospitable, to be honest, Xiao Cong didn't feel hungry, but this person was sophisticated and followed the customs, think about it carefully, he really hadn't tasted the coarse tea and light rice of the villagers in the mountains and wilderness since he was a child, and he unconsciously had a feeling of yearning in his heart, he hesitated for a moment before bowing to the other "sisters" sitting in front of the mill, and followed in the direction where Hongyu left.
Walking north along the path of the village, I saw a figure holding a child not far away into a low and dilapidated adobe house, the house was covered with thick thatch, in front of the house were a few unknown melons and fruits, and then outside was a neat fence, in this small courtyard fenced by the fence, it was quite clean.
Xiao Cong walked slowly across the stone path that was separated between the melons and fruits in the small courtyard, feeling the ordinary simplicity of the unique signs of the villagers' homes and the faint warmth blooming in the poor ridge, he sniffed the inexplicable smell with bitterness, and suddenly felt that this should be the taste of home.
Bowing his head into the low adobe house, looking around, he saw that the space in the house was small, the light was dim, there was only a window on the back wall, there was a bed on the south wall, the bedding on the bed was neatly stacked, and in the northeast corner there was a half-foot square incense case, on which a wood carving was enshrined, the workmanship was clumsy, and it was impossible to see who the god was
Directly opposite the doorway, there is a table full of pits, several simple wooden stools are placed around the table, and a cabinet stands in the southeast corner, which is probably used to put food utensils and other things.
The village woman Hongyu had put the child on the bed and went to the firewood room to make a fire and wash rice, Xiao Cong walked to the bed, leaned over and smiled at the child who was biting his fingers and staring blankly, the pair of watery big eyes without a little impurities were black and shiny, the small nose, the small mouth hidden behind the fist, and the baby fat on the cheeks, which made people feel cute.
Xiao Cong couldn't help but reach out and touch the little face of the pink jade pecking child, full of joy overflowed from the child's crooked eyebrows, he giggled, his little arms swayed up and down, looking innocent and cute, and he didn't know what made him so happy.
Looking at the child giggling, the curvature of the corners of Xiao Cong's mouth couldn't help but rise a little, he opened his arms, gently picked up the child and held it in his arms, and slowly shook it around, this time the little guy laughed even more happily, his mouth was wide open, and he screamed unscrupulously in a vague voice, dancing in Xiao Cong's arms, one young and one young were so inexplicably happy, and I didn't know who infected whom.
After a while, the village girl Hongyu came out of the firewood room, holding a bowl of steaming white rice in her hand, she walked into the house, put the white rice on the table, and beckoned Xiao Cong:
"Little boy, eat it while it's hot. β
As he spoke, he took out a plate of pickles from the cabinet in the northeast corner and put it on the table.
"The food of the wild people is not as good as that of your rich people, if the son doesn't mind, he will just take a few bites. β
Xiao Cong put the child back on the bed, arched his hand and smiled slightly:
"Why don't you dislike it, thank you sister. β
"You're welcome, you're welcome, you eat first, I'll hold the child and then go out to bask in the sun, those old ladies should gossip about me again." β
The village girl Hongyu picked up the child, turned around and walked out, the little guy leaned his head on his mother's neck, put his little fist on his mouth, and looked at Xiao Cong who was still smiling.
Xiao Cong waved his hand to him, watched the mother and son go out of the fence outside, and then sat down at the table, picked up chopsticks, and chewed rice with pickles.
(End of chapter)