I feel that the beauty in the world is nothing more than this, and there is a small stream in the middle of two mountains.
This is really a paradise-like place on earth. Living here feels like people's happiness index will increase a lot.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, you can't see industrial areas, office workers squeezing buses and subways, and no one hurriedly on their way.
Perhaps, this is the true face of life, harmony and beauty, and the quality of time.
I have already fallen in love with this place. Although I have just arrived here, and although I have experienced many difficulties on the way here, the beautiful environment and atmosphere are deeply attracted to me.
Looking at such a beautiful picture, my mind seemed to suddenly become wider.
In such a state, people feel deeply refreshed and relaxed.
It seemed like all of a sudden, all my pain disappeared. Maybe it was just a feeling.
The three of us stopped and looked at it for a while, and we all thought it was so beautiful. An Yifeng also said that he was very emotional every time he came here.
Because the most primitive ecology and environment are still preserved here, including the humanities and customs, which are relatively traditional.
This is the original beauty, without any flaws.
After stopping and looking at it for a while, we took the time to go down the mountain.
The road going down the mountain is much better than going up the mountain. Although it is difficult to walk, at least there are not so many weeds.
After coming down from the mountain, the three of us no longer looked like we came from a big city. All three of us looked dusty, the clothes on our bodies were wet, dirty, dirty, and in a very embarrassed state.
But we don't care about so much, we just want to see the legendary old gentleman as soon as possible.
As soon as I walked to the entrance of the village, I saw a girl wearing Miao costume who seemed to have fallen.
I hurried over to help her up and asked, "Are you okay?"
I don’t know if she didn’t understand what I said, but she just looked at me with her big watery eyes.
This girl is very beautiful, her skin is also very good, as if it is made of water, and her big eyes are even more lively.
She looks like a little fairy!
I didn't leave until I let her stand firm.
After walking into the village, I suddenly felt like I had traveled through time.
Most of the villagers in the village are wearing their own national costumes, without any mechanized equipment, and it feels like they have traveled through time.
Some villagers in the village also looked at us three foreigners, with doubts and curiosity.
We also know that we are outsiders, so we have always maintained a sincere smile since entering the village.
We all responded with a smile to the villagers who greeted us.
Walked through paths paved with bluestones and passed through narrow alleys.
An Yifeng seems to have forgotten how to leave again. It's not his fault. He has only been here once.
Moreover, the roads in this village are also very complicated. Even if I have been here several times, I guess it would be difficult for me to distinguish them.
So we had no choice but to ask a villager next to us for directions. An Yifeng asked the villager in a somewhat substandard Miao dialect.
Naturally, An Lan and I couldn't understand what he said, so we just stared at the villager eagerly.
Then the villager also replied in Miao language. An Yifeng nodded and thanked us, and then said to us: "Now I know, Mr. Wu is very famous in the village. Just ask anyone."
"The old gentleman's surname is Wu?" I asked.
An Yifeng nodded and said: "Well, they also have the Miao surname, but I don't know what they are called. The Han surname became popular later."
Then we continued to follow An Yifeng and walked into the village. The houses here were all made of wood and bamboo, and almost all of them were stilted buildings.
Originally built against the mountains, the roads were uneven and many of them were built on slopes, supported by wooden pillars under the earth platform.
And each house has its own architectural features and looks very complex and exquisite in workmanship.
The village was also very quiet, with only the chirping of birds in the mountains and forests, the "moo" of old cows in the fields, and the chatter of villagers chatting.
After walking further into the village for a few minutes, An Yifeng finally stopped, pointed to a stilted building directly in front of us and said, "That's right there. Mr. Wu lives here. This house is quite impressive!"
It is indeed impressive. As we walked along, it seemed that this stilted building was the largest and most impressive.
And there is a plaque hanging at the door that says "Qika Clan".
Naturally, I have no idea what this means, and I have no research on the Miao people.
We came to the door of the courtyard together, and An Yifeng stepped forward, knocked on the door, and shouted in Miao language.
After a while, an old woman wearing Miao clothes came out of the house and asked us a question in Miao language.
An Yifeng replied immediately, and then the old woman invited us into the yard and found stools for us to sit on.
Very enthusiastic, much better than I expected.
I thought they really weren’t even allowed in.
An Yifeng continued chatting with the old woman for a while, and then said to us: "This old woman is Mr. Wu's wife. She said that Mr. Wu went out to visit relatives and would not be back until later. Let us wait first.
Wait, he asked us if we had eaten."
It's true that we haven't eaten yet, and it's already one o'clock in the afternoon.
I immediately said to An Yifeng: "Just tell him that we will just wait here, no need to bother."
An Yifeng nodded and helped me translate again.
I feel like this is quite troublesome, and I don’t know if they can understand Chinese or speak Chinese.
I asked An Yifeng again: "Can they understand Chinese?"
An Yifeng said: "Some of the older generation can't understand or speak, but the younger ones can basically understand it."
I nodded and said no more.
An Lan also took out the bread he brought with him for me to eat. I was really hungry, so I also handed An Yifeng a piece of bread.
The three of us just ate bread and waited.
An Yifeng also chatted with the old woman in Miao language without saying a word. I didn't know what they said and couldn't understand anything.
After waiting for more than half an hour, an old man who was so drunk that he couldn't even walk came to the door of the yard.
When An Yifeng saw this, he immediately said to us: "This is Mr. Wu."
An Lan and I were both surprised. This... is so different from what I imagined the old god looked like!?
I thought he would be a fairy, with a long beard, and he looked very fairy-like.
But, this...
This is the look of an alcoholic, and he looks dirty, not tall, and a little fat.
At first glance, he looks like a very ordinary person.
An Yifeng also immediately stepped forward to greet him. He took out a cigarette and handed it to him, saying hello in Miao dialect.
But the old gentleman seemed to be able to speak Chinese. He took the cigarette, looked at An Yifeng and asked, "Where are you from?"
"Mr. Wu, I came from Chongqing and came here specifically to see you... I also came here the year before last. Do you still remember me? My name is An Yifeng."
Mr. Wu was swaying, as if he was unsteady, looking at An Yifeng from head to toe and said, "No... no impression... you, what are you doing with me?"
An Yifeng looked back at me, and then said with great respect: "Mr. Wu, my brother-in-law has stomach cancer and wants to see you."
"Stomach cancer? What should you do to me? I'm not a doctor...doctor, go back!"
Mr. Wu immediately waved to An Yifeng, and then wandered towards the main room.
The old woman also hurried over to help, and An Lan immediately stepped forward and said in a begging tone: "Mr. Wu, please help me!"