Han Jing looked at the things she had already bought, and muttered in her mouth: "Rice, noodles, cabbage, ......"

In addition, there are some daily necessities.

After making sure that there was nothing bad, she said, "It's all done, let's go, let's go home!" ”

Jiang Chengwen carried the things and asked, "How should I go?" ”

Han Jing said: "Do Mo." ”

On the streets of Xiaodu Town, there are often motorcycle masters who stop there, and they can take you back when they get in the car.

In fact, the distance is not too far, but it is indeed a little difficult to carry this big bag and small bag, and it is always more convenient to sit on the motorcycle.

When the two of them came to the intersection, several motorcycle masters were waiting for business, and when they saw the two people carrying large bags and small bags, they asked, "Do you want to go?" ”

Han Jing asked, "Huang Bao, do you want to go?" ”

"Two pieces for one person." Mo's master said.

The motorcycle under him is also the kind of old-fashioned Suzuki, red and black, which is extremely eye-catching.

Han Jing turned his head to look at Jiang Chengwen and said, "Let's go, dog." ”

Jiang Chengwen said: "To be honest, I haven't felt this kind of friction yet. ”

"Absolutely blistering!" Han Jing said.

Then the two of them got into the car, Jiang Chengwen was carrying a box in his left hand, and Han Jing's salute in his right hand.

Han Jing was carrying rice and vegetables and sitting at the back.

With such a posture, if you are caught in Nancheng, you will be caught in the bureau, but in the countryside in this era, few people care about this.

"Let's go, master!" Han Jing said.

"Sit down."

The master copied a dialect, stepped on his left foot, and twisted the accelerator.

"Buzz ......"

Rumble!

A little black smoke came out of the exhaust of the motorcycle, and under a jolt, the motorcycle hit the road.

Under the pressure of such large bags and small bags, the master can still maintain the balance of the motorcycle, and his face does not change, and he has been driving for many years.

Jiang Chengwen was a little worried, always feeling that the car was going to overturn.

Han Jing said: "Stimulation is not a dog! ”

Jiang Chengwen couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "You sit down, don't move blindly in the back, in case it really turns over, we will have to pass in the hospital." ”

When the master of the motorcycle in front heard this, he said loudly: "Don't worry! I haven't had to turn it over for so many years! ”

"Boom, boom, boom......"

As he spoke, the master slammed the throttle again.

The speed of the motorcycle is a few points faster.

Jiang Chengwen couldn't help but sweat.

To be honest, he had never been so worried about driving nearly two hundred yards in their locomotive in his previous life.

There are three people on a motorcycle, and there are nearly twenty pounds of things in their hands.

This town is really fierce!

The motorcycle rushed all the way, and then turned into a small road on the side of the road, and went along this trail, and when it came to the back, the road became worse and worse, and it was all that kind of yellow mud road, fortunately, it did not rain, otherwise it might not be able to run past.

Amid the roar of motorcycles, Jiang Chengwen and Han Jing also arrived at their destination.

Huangbao Village!

The master of the motorcycle stopped the car, turned his head and said, "It's here." ”

Han Jing got out of the car and took out a wallet from her pocket, handed over five yuan, and the master found one for her.

Mo's master said, "Do you want to leave a phone call?" You can pick it up when you come out. ”

"Keep one." Han Jing said.

Then I saved a number.

Han Jing and Jiang Chengwen stood on the side of the road, watching the black smoke from the tail of the motorcycle go away with a roar.

Jiang Chengwen breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "It's really thrilling. ”

Han Jing patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is all trivial, I came back before, just this kind of road, they all dare to drive seventy upwards, and their skills are good." ”

Jiang Chengwen stretched out his thumb and said, "Niu X." ”

It's a real cow!

More than 70 yards is not scary, what is scary is that the yellow mud road is more than 70 yards away.

"I'll pick up something."

Han Jing said, and then walked in with Jiang Chengwen carrying a large bag and a small bag.

Huangbao Village is very small and surrounded by mountains and forests.

Han Jing led him into the country road, and then walked around again and stopped in front of an old wooden house.

The old house is a bit like a house in ancient times, all of them are made of wood, the middle is like an ancestral hall, dedicated to the prince of heaven and earth, it is empty, the left and right sides are the rooms, and in front of the right room are two rooms that extend out, one is the firewood room, the other is the kitchen, and the whole is in the shape of "beggar" and the middle is the courtyard.

At the entrance of the house was a large yard with a tall orange tree at the far edge of the yard.

The yard is made of cement, but there are still a lot of weeds growing in the gaps.

"Is that it?" Jiang Chengwen asked.

"Yes."

Han Jing stepped forward, then took out the key and opened the locked door.

The doors are locked with the kind of hardware store-bought locks.

It was bound to a wooden door, and if anyone wanted to come in, they could kick it open, but even so, no one patronized it.

"Squeaky ......"

When the door was opened, there was a sound of wood rubbing.

"Cover your mouth and nose." Han Jing reminded.

Jiang Chengwen followed Han Jing inside, and as soon as he entered the door, there was a heavy smell of rotten wood, plus the smoke and dust that rose when he opened the door.

Han Jing tugged at the thread hanging on the side.

That old-fashioned pull line light.

"Smack."

The lights in the room came on.

Han Jing sighed, and said with some surprise: "Can this lamp still work?" ”

Jiang Chengwen looked into the room, which was furnished with a wooden bed covered with straw to increase softness, as well as a table and a few low stools stacked on top of each other.

Han Jing fanned the dust and said, "It's a lot less dust than the last time I came back, not bad." ”

Jiang Chengwen looked at the layout of the room and said, "It feels pretty good." ”

"Really?" Han Jing was a little surprised: "I thought you wouldn't be able to stand such an environment. ”

Jiang Chengwen said: "In the past, my grandparents and grandparents also lived in such a wooden house, and I would go back to play every Chinese New Year. ”

Han Jing was stunned for a moment and said, "I haven't heard you mention it. ”

Jiang Chengwen said: "My parents came from the countryside, and later the family became richer before they settled in Nancheng, and they originally wanted to take the old people over, but they didn't agree. ”

Older people will regard the land under their feet as their roots, and it holds the deepest memories of their lives, so they will not want to leave this place even if there are thousands of possibilities.

Han Jing said: "Old man, you don't want to go." ”

Jiang Chengwen put the things on the table and said, "Yes, I didn't mention this matter again." ”

Han Jing asked, "Where is your hometown, dog?" ”

Jiang Chengwen said: "There is a small county town called Xiushui on the southern border of southern Chongqing, which is about six or seven disappears by car from Nancheng, a place at the junction of three provinces. ”

Han Jing hadn't heard of this place, so she asked, "What is it like?" ”

Jiang Chengwen said: "I can't describe it, it's a little more remote than you here, but if you want to say it in more detail, the story in "Border City" is written about a place called Hong'an. ”

Han Jing moved two love footstools out, and the two of them sat down in the middle of the lobby.

At a glance, there are layers of mountains, as if a landscape painting under the brush and ink is presented in front of you.

Silk clouds and smoke can be seen between the mountains and forests, swaying with the breeze between the mountains.

Han Jing retracted her gaze and said, "Dog, do you think it's beautiful here?" ”

"Of course." Jiang Chengwen said: "Yunan has the most mountains and rivers, but the mountains and rivers in each place are different, but if you really want to get up, I still think it is not as beautiful as you." ”

Han Jing, who was sitting on the stool, straightened her legs, pinched his waist, and said, "Just what you say." ”

Jiang Chengwen smiled and grabbed her shoulders.

After the two of them rested for a while, Han Jing got up and walked to the room on the right side of the lobby.

After opening the door with the key, I found some surviving incense candles and yellow paper inside.

"Do you want to burn paper and worship God?" Jiang Chengwen asked.

Han Jing said: "Yes, after all, I only came back once in a long time, grandpa used to say that if I want to come back one day after I go out, the first thing I will do when I enter the door is to burn paper and pay tribute to incense." ”

Jiang Chengwen got up and followed her to the middle of the lobby.

In the middle of the lobby hangs a plaque on the wooden wall, with a small layer on it, and in the middle is an incense burner, and there are many burned incense candle roots, almost full.

Jiang Chengwen also met in his hometown.

Some of the remaining roots in the censer were several rounds older than his age.

Han Jing separated the yellow paper one by one, and then found a lighter in the kitchen, which was a little rusty, and it took half a day to ignite.

Yellow paper burned on the ground, and she took out three incense sticks and lit them with the fire.

Get up and bow three times, step forward and insert the incense candle into the incense burner.

Jiang Chengwen was watching from the sidelines, there are rules, and he, an outsider, can't worship.

Han Jing said: "You still have to worship the land. ”

After that, he took incense sticks, candles, roots, and incense paper to the ground in the yard stacked with four drill bits.

It is also to burn paper incense.

After Han Jing finished it, he said, "There are also under the eaves." ”

Jiang Chengwen helped her carry her things to the eaves.

Han Jing burned it very carefully this time, and burned most of the yellow paper left here.

One by one, she separated, and one by one put them in the fire.

The bright light of the fire illuminated the side of her face, revealing a look in her eyes that was hard to hide.

Jiang Chengwen asked: "I can understand both the lobby and the land, but what does it mean under this roof?" ”

Han Jing said: "Burn it to the elders who passed away. ”

Jiang Chengwen understood, and he didn't ask anything more.

Han Jing took out the incense candle and lit it with the lit pile of paper money, leaned over and bowed three times before inserting it in the gap in the eaves.

Then she picked up some of the remaining incense paper.

Throw one after another into it.

"Dog." Han Jing raised her head and looked at him.

Jiang Chengwen met her gaze.

Han Jing handed the remaining yellow paper in his hand to him.

"May I?" Jiang Chengwen asked, I'm afraid it's a little unruly.

Han Jing looked at him and said, "Others can't, but you can." ”

Jiang Chengwen paused.

He took the yellow paper and put it inside one by one.

The light of the fire rose and illuminated half of their cheeks.

I'm afraid that only those who understand this custom can understand what this means.

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ps: There are some chores today, let's make do with it, woo woo, it's not that I don't want to be more, it's that I really don't have time.

Broken bowl~

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