My grandmother only gave birth to a daughter, my mother. My mother was short-lived and died of illness shortly after giving birth to me. My grandmother always believed that my father’s family was not good to my mother, so my mother died of illness. For this matter,
My grandma has cut off contact with my family for more than ten years. This was the first phone call she made since she can remember. She made this call because her grandpa passed away and it was difficult for her to handle his funeral affairs alone.
Grandma's house is in a small town far away from the city. It's so remote that almost no one knows about it. The name of the town is nice, it's called Yanzhi Town.
Yanzhi is the name of rouge in ancient times. I remember my dad said when I was a child that during the Tang Dynasty, people in Yanzhi Town made a living by making rouge. If they did well, they would be presented to the court as tribute every year.
, won the favor of the empresses in the harem, and finally became famous all over the world, so the town was renamed Yanzhi Town.
But later on, I don’t know what happened. The townspeople in Yanzhi Town stopped producing rouge overnight, and like other villages and towns, they began to live a life of farming and chopping firewood. Success is rouge, failure is rouge, and from then on
, this famous rouge town disappeared in the long river of history.
As for the reason for the sudden decline of Yanzhi Town, the people in the town don't know, and the people outside don't know even more. No one is willing to spend time to explore such unprofitable things.
Yanzhi Town is three hours away from my home by car, which is not very far. But I have never been there. It was my dad who told me which cars to transfer to, and told the driver that the intersection in Yanzhi Town was there.
Just get off the car. He made an agreement with my grandma and she will pick me up at the intersection of Yanzhi Town.
This was also the first time in my life that I went to my grandma’s house. In order to show that I had grown up and knew how to respect the old and love the young, I picked up a bunch of things in big and small bags and went there. This posture was similar to carrying big bags on the street.
The hard-working and sharp guy who picks up trash has a lot to offer.
Along the way, we kept changing cars and getting into cars. The car became bumpier and bumpier as we went, and the surrounding high-rise buildings were gradually replaced by patches of green mountains and forests.
I looked at my watch. It was already 3:30 in the afternoon. I had been on the road for three hours. Why haven’t I arrived at Yanzhi Town yet? So I turned around and asked an old woman in her 60s sitting next to me:
"Hello grandma, let me ask, will this car pass through Yanzhi Town?"
The old lady had a kind face. When she heard me talk about Yanzhi Town, she raised her eyebrows and said to me:
"Little girl, are you going to Yanzhi Town?"
I was still called a little girl when I was in my twenties, so I was naturally happy and said yes with a smile.
"That's good for you! I heard that someone was filming in your Yanzhi Town recently, and they seem to be looking for extras. For one hundred yuan a day, you can be an extra, and you can even be on TV in the future! If it weren't for my family Li Yan
If it’s Zhi Zhenyuan, I’ll go there, and I’ll be able to have fun on TV even at a young age!”
At this time, the people in the car started to make a fuss, saying that Yanzhi Town seemed to be filming a costume drama. There were generals, emperors, and concubines. They were all the ones you usually see on TV. Those people were eating in the homes of the townspeople.
Eat, rabbits, wild ducks in the mountains, prawns and tortoises in the water, eat them every meal, the rich are very...
They were talking so enthusiastically that people in the car who didn't know each other were saying that it was very nostalgic. At this time, the car stopped at an intersection, and the driver kindly shouted to me that the intersection of Yanzhi Town was here.
I responded, said goodbye to the people in the car, packed my things and got out of the car.
On the roadside, there was indeed an old man in his seventies standing on the roadside. She saw me and walked towards me tentatively:
"Xiaowei! Are you Xiaowei?! I'm grandma!"
I was so happy that I hurriedly ran to the old man and said that I was Xiaowei, Yang Caiwei.
When I was sure that the old man was my grandmother, I realized that my grandmother was different from what I imagined. Before, the grandmother in my mind was the same as Xu Xiulin, the left-behind elderly person in the commercial. But now when my grandmother is standing in front of me,
When I looked in front of me, I realized that she was older than Xu Xiulin. Her face had criss-crossing deep grooves, her eyelids were drooped, covering her eyes into triangles, and the clothes she was wearing were also made of a very poor material.
Made.
Grandma looked at me and was so excited that she couldn't speak. I helped my grandma walk into the town and explained to her that my dad had something to do outside and couldn't get away at the moment, and he would come over when the matter was settled.
You want me to help.
My grandma nodded and said that my grandpa had prepared everything and was just waiting for the burial and funeral banquet tomorrow.
After turning around a forest, Yanzhi Town appeared in front of me. The terrain of the town is relatively good, with a mountain behind it and a slowly flowing stream in front. There are many vegetable gardens of the townspeople beside the stream.
In the middle of the vegetable garden is a large area of old-fashioned houses. All the houses have white walls and black tiles, with eaves flying towards the sky. Occasionally, there will be a few clever sparrows calling out from the high eaves.
Slide down towards the ground.
Grandma said that the entire town still retains its previous characteristics. None of the houses are made of cement and steel bars. They are all old houses covering an area of one-third of an acre. It is so comfortable in the summer that you don’t even need a fan.
Then I smiled and said that if I felt so comfortable, I would not go home to help my dad look after the store, but would just live here.
Grandma was very happy and said that it would be fine as long as I didn't mind the remoteness here. She took me to an old-fashioned house with black tiles and white walls, opened the door, and told me that I was home.
The room was very dark, and just like what grandma said, it was really chilly. There were electric lights in grandma’s house, but there was no TV or other entertainment things, and there wasn’t even a socket that could charge a mobile phone.
When I saw this condition, I was immediately dumbfounded. I don't know how my grandma survived. Fortunately, I was only here for a few days, otherwise, I would really collapse.
I was supposed to go to the mourning hall to keep vigil in the evening, but my grandma couldn't bear to let me stay up, so she asked me to go to bed early. The burial time tomorrow is at 5:30 in the morning, so she asked me to get up early to catch up with my grandpa to go up the mountain for burial.
Entering Tibet at 5:30 in the morning? I don’t understand why you have to enter Tibet so early, but the customs in each place are different, which is understandable.
I was sleeping alone in such an old house, and there were mice in the middle of the night. There was a constant "bang bang bang..." sound on the floor, as if someone was banging hard on the floor. It was very infiltrating. It was hard to survive.
At four o'clock in the morning, after I had just squinted for a while and it was getting light, my grandma called me to get up from outside the door.
I woke up in a daze, and my grandma was busy getting tributes and other things in the house. It seemed that she was short of time, so she stuffed a white hat and white coat into my arms, and pulled me out of the house.
It's still dark outside, and the townspeople haven't gotten up yet, but the sound of trumpets in the mourning hall is lively, mixed with the tragic sounds of several mourning women howling, which wakes me up.
Grandpa's coffin was carried out from the mourning hall, and grandma asked me to cry, so I imitated the cries of several mourning women and cried miserably. Grandma had told me before that the more miserably the coffin was, the more it would show that grandpa was a good person. In the next life,
I can be reborn into a good family. Of course these mourning women were invited here. When they saw how miserable I was crying, they thought I was serious. They were afraid that I would not cry well and wouldn’t give them money, so they covered their faces with their sleeves and added more money.
Howled loudly.
Grandpa was going to be buried in Houliang Mountain behind the town, about a mile away from the town. When we reached the intersection up the mountain, the sound of firecrackers started to crackle. It is said that when the deceased enters the mountain, they must first offer incense to the mountain god. Grandma asked me to carry it
As a tribute, she came to light incense and candles, but before grandma could give me the tribute, she suddenly thought of something and shouted loudly:
"Oh, Xiaowei, I'm such an old fool, I forgot to take the incense candle!"
Forgot to take the incense candle? This is disrespectful to the gods of the deceased. I quickly told my grandma, how about I go back and get it first?
At the moment, there is no other way except this. Grandma nodded and told me to be careful on the road and go back early.
I ran all the way back, and the peach-shaped box with the dough hanging on my chest swayed from side to side. It was a bit heavy, and it irritated my eyes. I wanted to reach out and take the rope hanging from the box from my neck, but it didn't work.
At this time, a man's voice came from behind me:
"Girl, you took my stuff."
This man's voice was gentle and soft, and it was pleasant to listen to. But before I heard enough, his voice fell. I couldn't help but turn around to see who it was.
But, suddenly, I found that I couldn't move!
A pair of slender white hands stretched out from the back of my neck, took the peach blossom box hanging on my chest, and moved it back to my back. A few fingertips slightly touched my back, which felt a little itchy.
What is he doing? - I guess, he can't be taking my human skin mask, right?!
Although I don’t know if this mask is really good at attracting romantic partners, at least I spent nine thousand yuan to buy it! I wanted to call someone, but the words were stuck in my throat and I couldn’t spit them out!
I felt that the man was standing less than ten centimeters from my back. A strong wind blew from behind, and a piece of silky long hair behind my shoulders floated into my sight. The hair spread out and tangled around my face.
As the wind blew in front of me, several pieces of ivory white cloth flowed out beside me. Under the agitation of the wind, they were entangled and rolled with the light green leaves blown from the trees.
This hair is scattered on my face without any touch, and this ivory white fabric looks very much like the wide-sleeved skirts worn by ancient people!
I felt a little panicked in my heart, had I traveled through time? I wish I had watched too many costume time-travel dramas before I had this idea! I tried hard to turn my head to see who was standing behind me? But no matter what, I
After exerting all his strength, he found that he was like a sculpture, unable to move at all.
Those delicate white hands placed my peach-shaped box on my chest. It was at this moment that I was suddenly able to move! I turned back sharply, and when I saw the man behind me, my eyes widened in an instant.