The car got off the highway.

After another hour and a half, I finally drove the mountain road to the countryside.

The hills on both sides of the mountain road are full of graves of different dynasties, and when cremation was not carried out in the countryside in the past, some people died, and they were all buried in the ground.

In front of these tombs, some of them have experienced the change of dynasties or other reasons, and some of the epitaphs have been obscured by the mountains for the continuation of the childless descendants, and those who have descendants will press some paper money on the tomb door after the winter solstice sacrifice, in order to comfort the martyrs and pray for the blessing of the ancestors.

Every time Wen Qiqi passed by this kind of place, he always felt that these graves were gloomy and terrifying, and he unconsciously lowered his head, out of sight and not afraid.

Wu Luoyang is different.

Seeing those ancient epitaphs, the occupational disease of her archaeology major instantly came up, and the idea was like this......

, this is the tomb of the ancestors of this village, open the grandfather!

Wo groove, this is the tomb of the Ming Dynasty Qing Dynasty official XXX, historical records record that this person has been an official and honest all his life.

, that is actually the tomb of the landlord of the Qing Dynasty, the landlord and the tyrant, this guy occupies such a large area, there must be a lot of funeral goods!

Has this local tyrant tomb been archaeological?

Shouldn't you provide information to the dean and let the dean organize a group of archaeology?

The car continued to spiral up the mountain road.

About twenty minutes passed.

The driver parked the car in front of a farmer's yard halfway up the mountainside of the screen village.

This house is a two-story civil engineering structure in the middle of the mountain.

Entering through the gate is a small courtyard, surrounded by houses on all sides, forming a small courtyard house.

Several carved dragons and phoenixes of the house of the top beam of the big wooden pillars, showing the luxury and grandeur of the powerful and wealthy people of the dynasty to which they belong, and some of the wooden works on the walls have also lost their original color, all of which have become gray and white, which makes people feel very old.

This is the home of Grandma Wen Qiqi.

"Qiqi, are you here, my good grandson."

An old voice came from inside the room.

Wen Qiqi's arrival made Grandma very happy, it is said that she had not gotten out of bed for several days before, and she would come out of the wing room tremblingly on crutches.

"Grandma!"

Seeing the old lady, Wen Qiqi hurriedly shouted, and trotted over to hug the old lady.

The old lady gently took Wen Qiqi's hand, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, her eyes were full of love.

"It's cold on the road, isn't it?"

"No, there's heating in the car."

Wen Qiqi replied with a well-behaved smile.

The old lady's gaze crossed Wen Qiqi's shoulder, and fell to Wu Luoyang, who was dressed in white behind her, and had already heard her daughter mention that a little girl would accompany Qiqi back this New Year.

"You're the martial girl my daughter said, right?"

"Hello grandma, my name is Luoyang."

"Luoyang, good, good."

Wu Luoyang shouted with Wen Qiqi's seniority, and a "grandma" coaxed the old lady very happy.

The old lady smiled and replied several words "good" in a row, and the wrinkles on her face deepened a little when she was happy: "Come into the house, it's windy outside." ”

The three of them entered the house together.

Aunt Wen and Uncle Wen, who were dusting upstairs, heard the movement and followed downstairs.

A short time later, the driver brought the two of them in.

Aunt Wen took the driver upstairs, put their luggage in their respective rooms, and then went to prepare some desserts, biscuits, candies, and so on, and put them in front of them.

Uncle Wen personally boiled water to make tea, showing the hospitality of the people of Thorn City.

Had lunch.

Grandma Wen was very tired, and Aunt Wen waited for her to go into the house and sleep.

Wen Qiqi took Wu Luoyang to take a walk around the neighborhood, and it was rare to come to the countryside, she vowed to make up for Wu Luoyang a childhood that children who grew up in the city did not have, eating snacks in the mountains.

There is a pear grove halfway up the mountainside, which was planted by Uncle Wen and Aunt Wen, and it is winter, and the leaves of the pear tree have already fallen off, leaving bare branches, and occasionally you can see small pear fruits hanging on the treetops that are frozen into black and do not grow big.

The purpose of Wen Qiqi's trip was to go up the hill behind the pear grove.

In winter, the wild fruits on the mountain are as bright as agate, juicy and sweet, the flesh is many but the core is small, and the flesh frozen by frost and snow is soft and sweet.

At first, Wu Luoyang had obvious resistance to this strange little wild fruit, and the expression on his face was obvious, but in the end, he couldn't resist Wen Qiqi's insistence, so he had to pick one and put it in his mouth and taste it.

The small red fruit is sweet in the mouth, the aroma is refreshing, and the moment it is swallowed, a faint feeling of slight heat mixed with the Yuan Qi in the body runs along the meridians, and it doesn't take long to feel comfortable all over the body.

So magical!

Wu Luoyang immediately ate the remaining wild fruits in his hand.

"How?"

Wen Qiqi's eyes were full of anticipation and approached and asked her.

Wu Luoyang pursed his lips lightly, feeling the sweetness in the coldness between his lips and teeth, and it was not as unacceptable as he imagined, and nodded lightly.

"Hmm."

This "um" seems to have given Wen Qiqi great encouragement.

and ......

Wen Qiqi refused to go home, and took Wu Luoyang to look for all kinds of wild fruits she had eaten when she was a child under the snow on the mountain all afternoon.

Fluttering –

A pair of dark eyes, breathtaking, appeared coldly behind the bushes.

Wen Qiqi glanced at him unfortunately, and was suddenly frightened, and the whole person shook, and the wild fruits in his hands shook off a little.

Suddenly, my brain went blank, and my body felt light, like I had lost my soul.

In a trance, Wen Qiqi actually saw the grimace of his grandmother's neighbor's little sister.

Grunt grunt –

A wild pheasant crouching in the bushes was disturbed, screamed a few times, flapped its wings and struggled forward several steps in panic, took off in a small clearing and headed for the long miscanthus bushes not far away, plunged into it and hid in the depths, and soon disappeared.

The sudden movement, Wu Luoyang was also taken aback, and after seeing that it was a pheasant, he didn't feel terrible and quickly calmed down.

The people around me looked a little wrong.

Wen Qiqi's face was pale, his hands were tightly covered with his chest, he gasped for breath, and his eyes were straight.

Seeing this, Wu Luoyang gathered some Huo Yuanqi, and patted her palm on her shoulder.

Wen Qiqi came back to his senses at this time.

"Mom, Wu Luoyang, that pheasant suddenly ran out just now and scared me to death!"

I looked at the small round grass pile in the bushes, and there were still some pheasant feathers in it, which was obviously not a newly built nest.

Wu Luoyang told Wen Qiqi very clearly that she broke into someone's nest just now and scared the pheasant mother to death!

"Shall we go back?"

"Coward!"

Wen Qiqi snorted lightly, turned around and continued to look for wild fruits, she hadn't played enough, and didn't give Wu Luoyang a chance to continue persuading at all.

Wen Qiqi picked seven hundred and eighty-eight varieties of wild fruits, and many times he casually wiped the snow on the low bushes, and then stuffed them directly into Wu Luoyang's mouth......

Even, Wu Luoyang didn't know what their names were.

Sticking out his tongue secretly.

See.

The wild fruits in the mountains are delicious, but this tongue is dyed black by the juice, and I don't know when it will fade.

So, Wu Luoyang thought of a problem......

Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, and finally became a god, Wu Luoyang was thinking, would she accidentally become a ghost when she tasted a hundred fruits?

Return to the small courtyard in the evening.

Grandma Wen sat next to the stove, her face blushing.

Aunt Wen kept glancing at them, and it was obvious that the two of them had gone up the mountain in the afternoon to look for wild fruits, which made Grandma Wen unhappy.

"Grandma......

"Don't go up the mountain in the future!"

Grandma Wen did not greet her with a smile, but opened her mouth and shouted coldly.