The old lady smiled and said a place name that sounded like a dialect, which was like an alien language and completely incomprehensible.
She was very frustrated, "Auntie, do you have a mobile phone? Can you lend it to me to make a call?" At this moment, she desperately wanted to have a phone call with Gu Ruandong, because she missed him so much.
The old lady shook her head: "No, I never contact the outside world."
After saying that, he asked her to go back to the house. It was raining and she would not catch a cold.
Lu Yaoyao lowered her head and walked through the weeds with the old lady all the way home. When she saw the two-story wooden house, she really felt like she had traveled to ancient times.
Zhao Tingxing is too cruel.
Fortunately, she was depressed, but at least so far, her mood was relatively stable and did not collapse. She followed the old lady into the house silently.
The two floors of the house are all made of wood. Looking at the past, there is no modern equipment. The innermost part of the first floor is the kitchen. If this can be considered a kitchen, it is the kind of wood-burning earthen stove that Lu Yaoyao has only seen on TV.
It was steaming hot and smelled of rice.
The old lady had already prepared three dishes and one soup for her to eat. She ate very simply. The three dishes and one soup were all vegetarian. Fortunately, Lu Yaoyao had been eating grass all year round, and he was hungry at this time, so he was used to it. It was rare.
I ate a bowl of rice.
She was wondering what the relationship was between Zhao Tingxing and the old lady in front of her. Looking at this house, it didn't look like it was used to imprison her temporarily, but that the old lady lived here for a long time.
After eating, the old lady took her upstairs. There were three rooms upstairs, two of which had doors facing each other.
"You sleep in this room at night. This room has a window and is well ventilated. Opposite is A Ting's room. He comes back to stay occasionally."
This is the room where she just woke up.
"A Ting is Zhao Tingxing?" She was a little shocked that he would come to live here.
"It's him." The old lady had always been very kind to her. She probably didn't know why she came here, and even looked at her eyes and misunderstood her relationship with Zhao Tingxing.
"Auntie, can you take me to find him?" All hopes are placed on her, as long as she can leave this heavy mountain, or as long as she can contact Gu Ruandong.
The old lady shook her head: "I haven't been out for more than ten years, and I can't find my way. On weekdays, Ating comes to see me."
Lu Yaoyao was trapped in this unknown mountain, trapped in this small wooden house that seemed to collapse at any time.
At night, there was the sound of rain, wind, and the sounds of various unknown animals, which were sometimes noisy and sometimes frighteningly silent. She was timid to begin with, so she didn't dare to close her eyes.
In the middle of the night, she vaguely heard someone walking up the wooden stairs. The footsteps stopped at the door of her room. She clutched the corners of the quilt tightly, her heart in her throat, and listened to the movement with bated breath. After a while, she heard
The door to the opposite room creaked open, and it was Zhao Tingxing who came back.
Compared with the ferocious beasts or the vicious people that may appear in the mountains, Zhao Tingxing is obviously safer. To a certain extent, he gave her another sense of security, so in the second half of the night,
She fell asleep for a little while.
It rained lightly all night, and when I woke up the next day, the sky cleared up and the sky was clear. The leaves outside the window were lush and green with water droplets. The sound of running water and the chirping of birds were a unique morning in the mountains.
The reason why she pays attention to these is that she wants to use her only geographical knowledge to determine the approximate direction of this place, at least to know which direction it is in the southeast, northwest and northwest.