The village in the distance is an ordinary village in a deep valley, with low tiled houses surrounded by weeds, barking dogs, smoke from cooking stoves and dim lights.
The village must have been in a while, with dilapidated and low tiled houses, and only two or three houses with more than two floors. There are spider webs hanging on the eaves and bird nests, which looks very poor.
In this village, the GDP of the whole village may not be as profitable as a family in the city.
"Tread, trample, trample" three people walked into the village on the branches and rotten leaves. At this point, basically every household was making fires and cooking, and most of the farmers were smoking on the roofs.
"Wool, wool" It seems that when I heard that a stranger was coming, the local dogs from two families began to bark and bark heart-wrenchingly.
"Cruff" The gate of one of the farmers' houses was pushed open, and an old man in his seventies bent over and walked out slowly with a hookah. His turbid eyes glanced at the three of them.
Expressionless.
"Oh, I regret it. I really shouldn't get off the highway and deal with it all night in the service area. Why is he living in this place?" The old man came out wearing a black sweatshirt on his upper body and wide legs on his lower body.
He had coarse cloth pants, barefoot and no shoes, and his feet were covered with dark mud. When the old man gurgled his hookah, he showed his mouthful of yellow teeth.
It’s really not that I look down on the farmers here. Just your mental outlook is a little nauseous when you look at it. The senses it gives people are really bad.
"Is it still time to go back now?" Yang Fei'er held Wang Xuanzhen's hand and asked with her eyes begging.
It’s okay for Xiang Que and Fatty Wang to deal with each other, but Sister Feier, a charming girl, is a little difficult.
Xiang Que scratched his nose, walked to the old man with a dry smile and asked with a smile: "Uncle, can you find a place to stay overnight when you pass by the mountains? You can also pay."
Wang Xuanzhen muttered to Que's ear: "Brother, live here? If I really live in that house, I wouldn't even dare to breathe more. I'm really afraid of blowing down his house. Let's change the place.
Is it OK?”
"Trouble, let's deal with it. Why are you picky and picky when you are not familiar with the place? It's good to have a place to sleep."
"Bada, BADA" The old man wrapped his hookah without saying a word, stretched out a shriveled finger and gestured to the east, then turned around and closed the courtyard door again with a creak.
"The people in this place don't seem to be very hospitable, a little bit less enthusiastic." Wang Xuanzhen turned his head and looked east. There was a house with a pretty good appearance not far away in front of him. There are only a few two-story small buildings in the village.
building.
"What the old man means is to let us stay and go to which house?" With this old man's house, it is also a problem to let the three of them live there. The best thing about this house is that the two pieces of wood on the gate look quite regular.
The earthen houses in the courtyard are a little shaky.
Xiang Que said: "The treatment should be considered a good one in the whole village. Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go to that one."
"You two didn't notice the old man who just smoked, are your eyes darker?" Yang Feier shrank her head and muttered in a low voice behind Wang Xuanzhen.
"I'm not in good health when I'm old, I'm weak," said Fatty Wang casually.
Xiang Que paused, frowned and recalled a little. The old man's eyes seemed to be darker, but he was just talking to the other party at that time and didn't stare at him at all. Now he thought about it, the old man not only had his eyes.
It's a little darker and the eye sockets are also deeper.
Xiang Que looked back at the old man's home, it was very ordinary.
A few minutes later, the three of them walked to the second-story building in front of the road and knocked on the door. After a while, someone replied in the yard.
"Who?" Someone in the yard walked out in three or two steps and opened the door. The one who came out was a middle-aged man in his forties with short hair and wearing an old Zhongshan outfit.
"You are..." The middle-aged man looked at the three of them in a daze.
Xiang Que and Fatty Wang squeezed out a smile at the same time and said, "Uncle, we just got off the highway and drove over. We couldn't find a place to sleep. We just walked to the village. Can we stay overnight?"
The middle-aged man frowned and seemed a little unhappy. Wang Xuanzhen took out his wallet and said, "Uncle, just have a sleep and leave early tomorrow morning. If it is convenient, you are getting us some food, right...
This money is regarded as the cost of accommodation, please take care of it.”
Wang Xuanzhen took out five or six hundred yuan, but put it into the other party's hand without looking at it. Unexpectedly, the other party pushed it back directly, and said in a difficult tone: "It's okay to live, but it's dark in our village at night.
It’s not very peaceful to have animals running around. If you meet someone, it will be fatal. If you live there, you can do it. But after turning off the lights, you can’t go out again. Stay in the house honestly.”
Xiang Que nodded and said, "I'm tired for a day, so we want to rest early, go to bed immediately after dinner, and leave at five or six tomorrow."
"Oh, okay, okay, come in." The middle-aged man opened the hospital gate and gave in to the three of them.
"Uncle, your surname is noble," Xiang Que followed him and asked.
"The surname is Wang, I am Wang Jinbo. I am the village party secretary here. This village is called Maluo Village. It is an old village for hundreds of years." Secretary Wang led them through the yard and walked into the building. One of them was about the same age as him.
The middle-aged father and daughter came over from the house and were obviously stunned when they saw the three of them.
"This is my wife. The country woman has never seen anything. I'll ask her to prepare some food for you later."
Xiang Que, Wang Xuanzhen and Yang Fei'er sat in the living room, while Wang Jinbo was pulled out by his wife.
"Did you two see again?" Yang Feier asked with her head down and her voice pressed down.
"Eye sockets" Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen looked at each other, and said at the same time: "The couple's eyes are also a little dark."
"This village..." Yang Fei'er bit her lip and looked a little nervous.
Xiang Que took out a cigarette, lit a slut and said indifferently: "Sisters, if this village is not clean, I will find it when I come in. Don't think about it more. Maybe the people here are hardworking and get up early in the morning.
I was so tired that my eyes were all black, which was normal."
Wang Xuanzhen asked with his eyes slanted: "Hard work, can you still be poor like this? Look at the cabinets in the village party secretary's house, they are older than the three of us. How poor is this? I tell you Guangzhou.
The village party secretary there is worth eight figures. No matter how poor he is, he will not be poor in village cadres, right? Look at this family, it’s too cold.”
"That's the problem of water and soil. Black eyes may be the characteristic of people here. Just like people in Africa, there is no white space on their bodies except teeth."
Wang Xuanzhen said in a daze: "If you explain this, I will accept it."
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