Tucheng.

In the poverty-stricken county in the westernmost part of Central China Province, there are only seven or eight thousand people in the small county town, and the streets are lined with low-rise brick bungalows, which can be regarded as supporting the façade of the county seat, and the places on the back streets are almost all dilapidated old houses, many of which are made of wood.

Even the main street in the city is still a dirt road, full of potholes, dirt and discarded debris, and there are almost no pedestrians on the road, which is not as lively as Qingshan Town.

Yang Jie sat on the minibus from Tucheng to Xueluozhai, and when she saw this scene from the window, she couldn't help but shake her head, feeling that her good friend was not worth it. I don't know why she came to such a place.

After more than three hours of bumpy driving, the minibus arrived at Xueluozhai.

Yang Jie got off the car with a big bag on his back, and took a look, the dam under his feet was a station, and the dozens of wooden houses scattered in front of him were dilapidated, and the so-called street was a five-foot-wide bluestone road between the houses on both sides.

It's like a market town, like a village.

If it weren't for seeing the wooden sign with the words "Xueluozhai" written on it, Yang Jie really thought that the bus driver had come to the wrong place.

Walking to the first wooden house, I saw the sign of the supply and marketing cooperatives hanging on the door, which was still handwritten with a brush, and the handwriting was about to fade.

At this time, it was already afternoon, there was no light in the house, the light was dim, Yang Jie walked in and took a look, the small room was completely untouchable with the supply and marketing cooperative, and it was more appropriate to say that it was a grocery store.

"Comrade, what are you buying?"

The speaker was an old man who was almost sixty years old, and his voice was weak.

"Hello old man, I don't buy anything, let me ask, how to go to Shanhua Village?" Yang Jie said.

"Oh, Shanhua Village, that's not close!" The old man walked out of the counter slowly, led Yang Jie out of the door, and pointed to the bluestone road: "You cross the street, turn south at the other end, walk three miles along the stone road, and then come to a reservoir, there is a fork in the road, you go west to the east, to the west is the uphill road, you go over two hills, see a big locust tree, there is a junction, you still go west, don't go on the fork road, turn the big bend at the mouth of the valley, it is a river, you walk across the chain bridge, the hillside in front is Shanhua Village, This season is full of wild mountain flowers, and it is easy to recognize! ”

Yang Jie's head was big when she heard it, for fear that she wouldn't be able to remember, so she borrowed a pen from the old man, asked for a piece of paper, and wrote down what the old man said one by one, so she was a little relieved.

When the old man saw her like this, he said, "Girl, what are you doing in Shanhua Village?" ”

Yang Jie said: "I went to see my classmate, where she was a teacher. ”

The old man's cloudy eyes lit up, and he said, "Girl, you are Teacher Li's classmate, you are really a rare guest, come and sit for a while, I will pour you a glass of water to drink." ”

The old man suddenly became enthusiastic, and Yang Jie was slightly surprised: "Old man, do you know my classmate?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "Teacher Li, a good person, for five or six years, she will come to me every month to buy something and go back to school!" ”

"Alas...... Shanhua Village is too far away, and too poor, three young male teachers came before and couldn't stay, the longest worked for three months, and left before a semester, Teacher Li A girl persevered there for five or six years, it's not easy! ”

Yang Jie smiled bitterly when she heard this, "Thank you old man for showing me the way, I'll go find her first!" ”

"Girl, walk slowly, meet people on the road, you say look for Teacher Li, they will show you the way!"

The old man sent Yang Jie out of the door and said with advice, until Yang Jie's back disappeared, he returned to the house with a smile.

After so many years, Mr. Li's friends finally came to see her, and he was also happy.

Yang Jie followed the path pointed out by the old man, and hurried towards the afterglow of the setting sun, a large area of barren mountains and mountains, and occasionally a few families closed their doors and locked them.

The silence of the mountains and forests, the chirping of insects and birds, and even the sight of a rabbit jumping in front of her.

A girl, in such a place, Yang Jie has always been scared, and she is unspeakably afraid.

"Alas...... I knew I was going to take such a path, so it would be good to find a few male classmates to come with me. ”

"Well, when I was studying before, Jiang Xiaobai had a good relationship with Manman, so I should call him together."

"But that guy is married to Lin Jiayin, and now he is also developed, I don't know if he wants to come if he wants to come together!"

“……”

While Yang Jie was hurrying, she muttered in her heart, giving herself courage.

……

Jiang Xiaobai was scalding Lin Jiayin's mutton rolls, and suddenly "Hache!" Hatch! Hatch! Inexplicably, he snorted three times.

Jiang Shan was eating hot pot happily, and Gege smiled: "Baba, you hit Hache, someone is thinking about you!" ”

Jiang Xiaobai pulled a piece of toilet paper and wiped his mouth, and said, "What nonsense?" Who would miss me! ”

Jiang Shan said: "Grandma said, playing Hache is someone reading it!" ”

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but laugh, he didn't take the little guy's words seriously.

Wang Xiuju said: "Is the Qing girl thinking about you, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, she must be homesick!" ”

It's a little sad to say, after all, it's the first time for my daughter to go out so far alone, I don't know if she has mooncakes to eat during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and if there is anyone to accompany her?

Lin Jiayin said: "By the way, you said that Xiaoqing wrote back every week, it's been one or twenty days since school started, and I haven't seen her write back, why don't you go to the town post office tomorrow to ask?" ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Xiaobai was also a little depressed, he also specifically instructed Jiang Xiaoqing to write letters and send photos every week, and specially bought her a camera for this purpose, but I didn't expect it to be so long, let alone photos, and not even a letter came back.

"Regardless of her, it is estimated that she has just entered the school and is busy, maybe the letter will arrive in a few days!"

didn't want his parents to worry, Jiang Xiaobai excused Jiang Xiaoqing.

"It's not that the second father misses you, so who is it?"

The little one was still thinking about it, muttering to himself.

Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly scalded a piece of beef roll for her, and said, "Eat yours quickly, do you want to eat bean tendon?" ”

"Well, yes, the bean tendon is delicious!"

The little one nodded.

"Uncle, I want to eat bean tendon too!" Jiang Ting said.

"Okay, let's cook a bean tendon for Tingting first, and then give you a piece of hairy belly!" Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Jiang Ting said happily.

……

Yang Jie took out the piece of paper from time to time to look at it all the way, for fear that she was going the wrong way, but fortunately, she saw the reservoir and the big locust tree that the old man said.

In front of me, I saw a large river in the distance, and the chain bridge above it was faintly visible.

Yang Jie couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and quickened her pace.

Half an hour later, she finally stepped onto the chain bridge and saw the hillside ahead.

There, as the old man said, was full of wild mountain flowers.