Chapter 11 Willow Groove

Go to Liupigou. The old-fashioned local carts in the front section of the road can also pass. When it comes to the back, the ox cart can only be placed in the mountains. Then, the owner of the livestock hired by the employer will help carry things. Therefore, this road into the mountain can not only exhaust cattle, but also kill people. It's really hard to make money. Others only charge 500 yuan, which is really not black.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the ox cart was no longer passable. Gao Dashan motioned his son to drive the ox cart back, and he carried the 50 catties of salt to open the road in front.

Mountain people usually carry one or two hundred catties of things, which can only be called a daily meal. If the yellow finch is carried, I guess they can only lie down tired.

In addition to this tall mountain, Xiaodi also carried the heavy burden of Liu Jinyin. The yellow finch himself also carried a lot of things. The same is true for the firewood and grass roots, bringing a lot of things. Among all the people, there is only Liu Jinyin, who looks relatively leisurely, but the old guy has been watching island movies for so many years. It's empty. It hasn't been long since I left, but I'm tired and out of breath.

Five people walk slowly in the mountains with one foot and one foot. The West Mountain is different from the donkey grinding mill to Umutu. Umutu is mainly a wide-leaf tropical rainforest, close to the Thai-Myanmar border. The climate is dry and hot, and there are many poisonous insects.

But this Xishan Mountain is lush with trees. Although it is now autumn, this deep mountain and old forest does not seem to be affected by the season. It is still green, especially near the paths that have been opened up, there are some long weeds, which are extremely sharp. If you don't pay attention, it is easy to draw ** bodies. Skin.

The closer the firewood roots were to his hometown, the better he was. In the end, he couldn't help singing the mountain song. When the yellow finch heard his broken voice, he was really afraid that he would attract the jackals, tigers and leopards.

And Liu Jinyin is already a little overwhelmed. As he walks, he can't help muttering, "Sparrow boy, it seems that I'm really old. Fortunately, your second uncle has a unique vision and let me cultivate you well. If it takes a few more years, I guess I won't be able to experience the happy feeling of going to the countryside."

"Uncle Yin, you are still young!"

The yellow finch wiped a handful of sweat and continued to say, "Hold on. Many lonely young women in the city are still waiting for you to go home?"

"You're right, you're right! Without me, Liu Jinyin, they would be lonely. After saying that, the guy roared, "Young women, your brother Jinyin is here!"

Liu Jinyin had a voice, and his whole body seemed to burst out with infinite power, and he strode forward.

The yellow finch follows behind, and it can only laugh and cry.

As for Gao Dashan and Xiao Diu, there is no resistance to this kind of mountain road.

After three and a half hours, it was about to get dark, and the mountain range called Wu Tuozi Mountain that I had seen before finally appeared in front of everyone. In the col of Wu Tuozi Mountain, a few people were exposed. How comfortable it was to see.

"Uncle Yin, the Revolutionary Long March is about to win."

"It's not easy!"

The old guy wiped a handful of tears and followed behind the firewood root to the front.

When we arrived at Liupigou, it was exactly seven o'clock in the evening. It was already dark at this moment.

Liupigou is located in the escor between Wu Tuozi Mountain and the nearby Hei Jianzi Mountain. The distance between the two mountains is only about 100 meters, and the area is very obvious. As he walked, Liu Jinyin said, "This Wu Tuozi Mountain and Hei Xiazi Mountain must have been In the same mountain range, the geographical factors such as landslides and mudslides and the opening of ancient soldiers gradually became two. Between these cols, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, which is the favorite gathering place for people in the mountains.

There are too many roads and too many bridges. Liu Jinyin still has a very clear view on some things.

The distribution of houses in Liupigou is quite dense, which basically belongs to the owner. The West family knows that there are more than 30 households in the whole Liupigou. In the mountains, this is already a lot. At the door of these rural homes, there are some small courtyards made of fine bamboo and mud. In the house, there are some dim oil lamps and electricity. The lamp is simply unimaginable for this kind of person.

Folk, this is the so-called folk. The yellow finch finally understood the definition of the folk in Liu Jinyin's mouth.

But think about it, if you are not a village that is still so far behind, how can you not know the real value of blood jade? People produce treasures. Liu Jinyin is indeed a great snounuch when he comes to such a place to pick up leaks.

"Son, I'm back!"

Before the firewood grass roots entered their own house, they already shouted happily.

Then, he took everyone to his yard.

The house at the root of the firewood grass is a wooden structure, covered with thick thatch. If this kind of house is placed in other places in the mountains and forests, it will definitely be blown away in case of strong wind and heavy rain, but the willow pit can avoid all this. The wind in the mountains is blowing, and the biggest one is the northeast wind, and this direction is the black camel. Zishan is tightly covered, the two ends of the pass are curved, and only the southwest wind can pass through. The cool summer breeze is in this direction, so it creates a trend of warm winter and cool summer in Liupigou.

There was an oil lamp in the house, which was a little dim. After a while, I heard a shout, "Dad!"

While talking, an eleven- or twelve-year-old girl ran out of it.

Brown-red earth cloth, with two ponytails, big eyes, but a face similar to firewood roots.

"Dad, my baby!"

The firewood grass root picked up the girl with tears, kissed her again and again, and put it down after a long time.

"Dad, are you really back?"

The little girl didn't seem to believe that her father would appear in front of her at this time. After being put down by the firewood root, she opened her eyes and said something, and then looked at the yellow finch Liu Jinyin Xiaodi, and she was not so strange about Gao Dashan, who was also dressed as a wild man.

"Of course I'm back, come on!"

With that, Chai Cao Gen pulled the girl to the three and said, "Call, this is your Uncle Liu, this is your brother Huang Que, Brother Xiaodi!"

The little girl timidly shouted three words, and immediately stayed beside the firewood root again.

Children in the mountains are afraid of life.

At this time, Liu Jinyin actually took out a bag of candy and a bright red plastic flower from his pocket and said, "Dana, what a good boy. Come on, this is a gift from Uncle Liu to you."

Daya didn't dare to take it. The mountain people were simple and honest. They didn't have anything exchanged through labor. They didn't dare to reach out casually.

"Dadya, take it!"

Liu Jinyin emphasized one sentence.

Chai Caogen knew that Liu Jinyin was sincere. In the eyes of this honest man, Liu Jinyin and Liu Jinyin were very good people. He was grateful to be able to buy his bloody jade with 10,000 yuan.

"Dady, take it. This is Uncle Liu's gift for you. Thank you!"

"Thank you, Uncle Liu!"

Everyone followed the firewood root into the house. When it approached the door, the yellow finch couldn't help looking at other places. The whole willow ditch was black, and several houses in the distance also revealed a trace of light. It looked, except for black, it was still dark.

This place, called folk, is really right.

Gao Dashan often goes in and out of the mountains. In fact, in their industry, he is to be a cooli and guide, and this kind of person is simple in heart. If they encounter danger on the mountain road, they must stand up to protect their employers. It is not the first time for him to come to Liupigou, so when he comes to the root of firewood and grass. At home, you're welcome. I picked up a stone and sat down. Then I took out my shoes and poured the soil inside.

The yellow finch looked at Liu Jinyin's home and said that one bedroom and one living room should be very appropriate. As soon as he entered the door, there was a large shop, which was the place where the firewood and grass roots and his son used to live. Next to it was the stove. There was a unique hanging stove in the mountain. Next to the stove was a large water tank, and next to the water tank was a wooden partition. The shelf is covered with some inferior porcelain bowls. At a glance, many of them seem to be old.

At least the yellow finch has been exposed to antique knowledge for a few days. The first reaction is that this is not also an antique.

In addition to these things, it is wood, stone, and the thatch on the roof.

A few wooden stools were brought from the firewood roots, asked everyone to put down the package, and then asked Daya to boil water to make tea, and then he got into another room blocked by a broken cloth.

After a while, he helped a woman with a yellow face and a seven- or eight-year-old girl came out.

"Brother Liu, this is my daughter-in-law! This is my little daughter, call me, call me, call me!"

"Uncle Liu!" The little girl's mouth was very sweet. After saying that, she hid behind the firewood roots.

"Goodbye, Brother Liu!"

The woman deliberately showed a smile, but the yellow finch could see that she resisted it.

Liu Jinyin hurried over and said, "Sister-in-law, you're welcome. Just call me Jinyin."

The woman nodded, "My name is Li Xiu!"

Liu Jinyin took a look at Li Xiu and then said, "Yes, sister-in-law, do you have low back pain?"

"How do you know?" The firewood root asked.

Liu Jinyin smiled and said, "I know a little about some medical theory. I can see that my sister-in-law should have been ill for five years and have been put on hold for a long time, but it's not too late to treat!"

"Brother Liu, do you really understand?" Chai Caogen was overjoyed, and his mother died of illness. Now looking at his wife like this, he was really a little panicked. Seeing that Liu Jinyin said that he could cure the waist disease, it was a big accident.

The yellow finch knows that Liu Jinyin really knows a little about medical science, especially the rheumatism of the waist and legs. In the past, Xing of October Feng should have often had backache and leg pain. Give him a few pairs of traditional Chinese medicine to cure it.

"Oh, let's not talk about it. Since my brother can cure it, he also wants to eat, isn't it?

"Dad, it's almost done, but..." The big girl looked at the firewood and grass roots aggrievedly.

"But what?"

"Dad, there is nothing at home. What are we doing at night?" Daya said sadly, and the heart of the yellow finch couldn't help but thump. The child is the least likely to lie. When an eleven- or twelve-year-old child says such a thing, it is definitely not a touch or two points.

There are too many such situations on TV, but the yellow finch knows that there must be some elements of false hype, but at this moment, the yellow finch is really moved to see such a scene.

"Come on, there are things here, rice and meat!" The yellow finch took out the things that everyone worked hard to move. At this time, he realized that what the mountain people lack most is not money, but food, but resources that can make people live!

Daya took something to cook. She was eleven or twelve years old. In the city, she was definitely spoiled and shouted that she was going to eat KFC McDonald's.

The firewood root wiped away a handful of tears, and suddenly looked at Daya again and asked, "Da, where's your brother?"

The yellow finch remembers that the firewood grass root said that he had three children, a boy and two girls.

Da Ya lit the fire in the stove and said, "I'm going to guard the basket mountain."

"Have you gone to guard the basket mountain again?"

The firewood root said in surprise. It seems that this is not the first time to guard the mountain.