The owner of a cigarette shop in the county told me that I could reach Dingwuling Village by driving along the road north of the bus station.
On the road again, I turned on the radio, but the signal was very poor. I could only receive one station playing songs, but the songs played were suitable for the occasion.
"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky..."
After one hour.
"Fellow, may I ask if this is Dingwuling Village?"
The old man brought a lantern and led an old scalper, and said a few words to me quickly, not all of which I couldn't understand, but he probably meant that this was Dingwuling Village.
The houses in Dingwuling are all built on the mountainside, and each family lives higher than the next.
In the dead of night, I carried my bag and sneakily found the "toad stone" in the village.
This big stone is still there, and those who want to travel can go and see it. No matter you look at it from the side or from the front, it looks very much like a big toad lying on the ground, with a face and legs.
I'm not short, but I can only reach the big toad's shoulders.
The whole small mountain village was silent. I dug a hole secretly and buried the painted clay jar in the hole. I buried it very deep because I was afraid of being discovered.
By chance? Coincidence?
As soon as I buried the jar, raindrops started falling from the sky.
As I hurriedly picked up my bag and ran back, it started to rain heavily. Because the parking place was a bit far away, my clothes were soaked.
I got into the car and turned on the wipers. Through the windshield, I suddenly saw the fat white man sitting on the toad stone. The fat white man smiled and waved to me.
The wipers wiped the car glass back and forth twice, and when I looked, the fat white man was gone.
"A sneeze!"
"Damn it, did I catch a cold or have a fever?"
This old Xiali that I bought for 6,000 yuan was my last resort. I put down the seat, curled up and lay on it, listening to the sound of raindrops coming from the roof of the car.
I felt very cold. I gritted my teeth and couldn't help but shiver all over. I drove around day and night, hungry and full, but I was still sick.
"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"
It was raining heavily, and I heard someone knocking on the glass outside the car, and then a flashlight shone on my face.
The door was unlocked, so the man opened the door, and I vaguely saw a skinny, shirtless guy holding an umbrella.
"Are you a foreigner?"
The skinny boy touched my forehead, quickly took it back and said, "Oh my God! Why is it so hot! You have a high fever!"
He helped me out of the car. Seeing that my feet were weak, he directly carried me back to his house.
His family lived high up, and what I still remember is the two neatly built drainage ditches on both sides of the road.
"Yazi! Who is this?"
"Mom, I saw that this man had a fever and was sick. He was playing around in the car, so I carried him back."
"Come in, Yaozi, are you serious? Why do you dare to carry anyone to your home? What if he is a bad guy?"
"Mom, I think he is not a bad person like this. We also have Anakin at home, so we are making him a bowl of ginger tea."
"I know, help him lie down quickly."
After taking a piece of metamizole and drinking a steaming bowl of ginger tea, I felt warm and comfortable, and I no longer felt nervous.
For the first time in a stranger's home, I was unsuspecting and slept soundly.
