Everyone clapped their hands happily and ran around.
The scene is particularly spectacular.
Just like when I was in elementary school, everyone rushed out of the classroom when they heard the bell...
Saw this scene.
Qianye couldn't help but miss her previous life.
At that time, there were two osmanthus trees in the school playground.
Since there were no mobile phones and the rise of various electronic devices, everyone basically just had fun next to the osmanthus tree.
Girls like to go to the canteen and spend a few cents to buy a leather rope, and then they form a group and jump around inside and outside the leather rope.
Boys prefer running events that are more exciting.
For example, catching a blind man is a game that requires a lot of leg movement...
Chino at that time.
Because my legs are diseased, I can only watch my classmates playing around under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
Children's ideas are not so convoluted.
Most of them thought it was funny and directly called Qianye "dead cripple"...
Think back to these.
Qianye felt that she was too soft-hearted at that time, and she just retaliated by putting glue on those classmates on the stool.
If only now.
He was so good that Xie Aishan came out of the gourd and pretended to be a ghost to scare those guys...
"Time flies so fast."
"I became a teacher in the blink of an eye..."
"Although this teacher is not serious."
It's a pity that there are no osmanthus trees in this yard, missing some of the unforgettable memories of Qianye's childhood.
He tilted his head.
After everyone was almost gone, he also pushed the wheelchair towards the village...
I haven't eaten anything all morning.
I'm really hungry.
If possible, Qianye really wants to find a restaurant or other place where he can cook and have a good meal!
Anyway, now I have a windfall in my hand.
It’s time for revenge spending…
However, this idea must be put aside for the time being.
In such a sleepy village, Chino couldn't even think of having a restaurant.
Yesterday, he was rarely seen even in every house along the way.
Not to mention someone would open a restaurant here...
"If the place is poor, you will lose money if you open it."
Qianye pushed his wheelchair across the uneven road and looked at the surrounding environment.
In the field of vision.
The less fertile land was occasionally cleared.
Planting simple foods, such as potatoes and corn...
It must have been some time since these fields were planted. The soil above them has been turned over and over again, and the young grain seedlings are swaying in the wind above the soil.
"You're not going to tell me that people here are self-sufficient, right?"
"I just want to find a canteen..."
Qianye was sitting in a wheelchair and had some bad premonitions.
And about half an hour later.
It was difficult for him to see two families whose houses were next to each other...
The house is a mud-walled house that I haven't seen for a long time.
The roof was covered with tiles of very average quality to protect against wind and rain.
to be honest.
This house is one of the few exquisite places Qianye has seen here.
In contrast, most houses have half a wall collapsed, or are so small that they can only accommodate two beds.
This place can barely be regarded as a mansion...
Chino looked away.
At this time, there was a little girl in floral clothes standing at the door of the house.
Her clothes and face were dirty, and she looked at Qianye with some fear and some curiosity.
She leaned against the wall of her house, as if if anything was wrong with Qianye, she would sneak into the house...
"Hi!"
Qianye smiled and stretched out his hand to say hello.
As expected, the little girl was frightened and ran home.
Then came the somewhat noisy barking of dogs...
"And they have dogs? Sure enough, they come from a wealthy family."
Qianye silently affirmed his own evaluation.
Think about it.
He pushed his wheelchair towards the house with mud walls, ready to ask if there was anything to eat that could be sold to him.
Qianye is a little tired...
I really don’t want to push my wheelchair around aimlessly looking for a canteen anymore.
I should have known this place would be like this.
Then he should have brought less snacks and drinks and more staple food.
For example, self-heating rice or instant noodles will also work...
"Xiaomei? What are you doing under the covers? Come out quickly!"
The little girl crawled back into the house.
A somewhat elderly voice sounded.
Just from the sound of it, I'm afraid he is seventy or eighty years old...
"Grandpa, there is a weirdo outside!"
"There's something very strange sitting there, very scary!"
The little girl answered the old man's words.
Maybe it’s because my granddaughter feels a little strange today.
In addition, the dog tied at the door kept barking.
The old man also went out with a cane and wanted to take a look...
Look at this.
He just happened to catch Qianye’s gaze.
"Hello, Grandpa, I came to this village from outside. I'm a little hungry and want to buy something to eat. Is there anything you can sell to me here? I can give you a little more money."
Qianye said politely.
He has always felt that one should have the right attitude when facing elders.
Although I have been an old man in a fantasy world...
But no matter what, I am still a young man now.
And, speak nicer.
The chances of the other party agreeing are also higher...
"People outside? No one has come to this place for a long time."
The old man looked at Qianye from top to bottom.
He had obviously never seen the wheelchair under Qianye, and when his eyes found the wheelchair, he paused obviously.
While looking at it.
Qianye had already stepped forward and took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and put it in the old man's hand to show his sincerity in buying something.
"This thing..."
The old man put his hand on the banknote and rubbed it repeatedly.
After a moment, he smiled again and handed it back to Qianye.
"Forget it, come in. If you give me money, I don't need it. I just cooked some potatoes at home. Come in and eat some to fill your stomach."
The old man seems to be very talkative.
I don’t want anything from Qianye either.
As if he was inviting guests into his home, he brought Qianye into the house very casually.
"No money needed..."
"Is it possible that this village still keeps bartering for things?"
Qianye was a little surprised and held the money in his hand without putting it back in his pocket.
He thought that if this was the case, he would have to go back and get some practical things soon.
Go into the house.
The furnishings inside are extremely simple.
There is just a wooden table, three wooden chairs, and a wooden bed, basically nothing big...
There is a water tank not far from the door.
It looks like it should be used to collect water.
The little girl who was observing Qianye at the door just now poked her head out of the bed when she heard the noise and looked at this "guest" cautiously.
"Sit down, my granddaughter has never seen a stranger, so don't mind her like this."
The old man asked Qianye to sit down.
Then he walked to a place covered by a curtain.
He opened the curtain and walked into the inner room.
Probably preparing to get some food for Qianye...
"No wonder, I said, how can you be self-sufficient with just such a few tools? It turns out that most of the things are stored in the inner room."
Qianye glanced at the situation in the inner room and saw that it was filled with all kinds of items, and he had a rough idea of the habits of this village.
I'm afraid that I was afraid that someone would come and steal things in the middle of the night, so I merged the bedroom and the living room together, and put all the useful things at the back.
In this way.
Even if someone comes in, they will be noticed immediately...
"If there is any conflict, it might be too much trouble to call the police."
Qianye doesn't understand people still living in a place like this.
How did you get used to this kind of living environment?
Of course, he wouldn't dislike it. After all, he understood that every family had storybooks, and people didn't go to a convenient place to live, maybe because of various conditions.
"Well, three chairs..."
"There should be one other person besides this old man."
"Otherwise, if I just rely on this old man's old body, I'm afraid he won't be able to take care of this little girl."
Qianye glanced inside the room and surmised the general situation in his mind.
This house is so well-maintained compared to other places, so there must be another person living there.
Either he is strong or he is quick at work.
He is the backbone of the family...
"Are you the father of this little girl?"
"But apart from the old man's clothes, there are no men's clothes here..."
Qianye is used to visiting strange places.
He started to reason uncontrollably.
Although such unnecessary reasoning seemed like a retard in this small mountain village, it was still difficult for him to resist reasoning.
"I'm really obsessed with Sherlock Holmes."
Qianye was also amused by this thought and inability to help himself.
And just when he thought of this.
The old man also came out with a small pot of boiled potatoes...
White smoke was rising from the pot. The old man put the potatoes on the table with a smile and motioned for Qianye to pick them up and eat them.
"Okay, thank you grandpa, I will bring you something later."
Chino was not too polite either.
He is indeed a little hungry.
I ran my fingers through some white smoke and grabbed a potato...
I have to say.
This potato is really short.
Chino could easily pick up four or five with one hand.
Blowing in the air conditioning, he carefully and slowly peeled off the skin from the potatoes.
The old man also sat next to him and looked at Qianye.
"Grandpa, I want to eat too."
The little girl kept talking under the quilt.
Her greed was aroused by the potatoes, and she kept swallowing her saliva while staring at the small basin.
"If you want to eat, just come down and get it. It's okay. Don't be afraid. This brother is not a bad person."
The old man comforted the little girl and said.
The girl glanced at her grandfather and then at Qianye. She seemed to be hesitating about something in her heart, stretching and contracting her little hands.
But in the end, greed was greater than fear.
After watching Chino put the potato in his mouth and took a bite.
She also tiptoed out of bed, walked gently to the table, picked up a potato from it, and then hurried back to her bed.
An old-fashioned quilt with big red flowers was draped over the girl.
She stuck her head out and peeled potatoes for herself. This scene was a bit fun and heartwarming...
"Young man, no one has been to our village for a long time. What are you doing here?"
While Qianye was eating potatoes, the old man asked.
"Actually, it's nothing. I just followed a group of friends and wanted to travel around and have fun. I've been a little tired recently, so I just happened to come here and take a rest."
Chino replied.
He didn't tell the truth. Firstly, he felt it was unnecessary. Secondly, he felt that the old man wouldn't understand even if he told the truth, so he didn't waste a long time explaining...
"That's it." The old man smacked his lips, paused for a moment, then shook his head and sighed: "There are fewer and fewer people in this village, and I haven't seen outsiders for a long time. I remember the last time someone came, it was several years ago."
"Don't dislike it. The only food you can eat in this village is potatoes. It's not that the old man is reluctant to give you rice to eat, but no one here knows how to grow it."
"How can I find it objectionable when I say this? I quite like eating potatoes." Qianye replied with a laugh.
At the same time, I also became more curious about this village.
This rice technology is no secret.
Even among farmers and rural areas, everyone should be able to do it.
Why is there such a cultural gap in this place that even rice can’t be grown...
He suddenly thought of a text he had learned when he was studying.
Peach Blossom Spring——
I thought that although this village is very poor, it may not be too isolated from the world, and it has ended up like this...
"The people in our village were mostly scholars who had never worked in the fields a long time ago. Later, they moved here because of the war. Relying on the bits of culture in their memories and the grain seeds they brought, we can only make this
Looks like it."
It seemed that the old man had guessed what Qian Ye was thinking.
He lowered his head slightly, thinking about the past and explained.
"I was still young when I came here, and I don't remember anything at that time. I heard my grandpa said he brought me here..."
The old man's grandfather.
It does sound like a long time has passed.
After the explanation, Qianye also somewhat understood why such a village still exists...
people today.
Most of them aspire to develop in big cities.
As soon as the young people left, these old villages slowly began to decline.
Qianye even thought that it might not be long before this place would become a "dead village" with no one living in it.
Only traces of when people built it remain.
“Actually, it’s not bad. This place is very quiet and quite nice.”
Qianye didn't know what to say.
He is really not good at dealing with people.
I can only say this kind of words that are like comfort, but not comfort...
The old man was speechless after hearing this.
Just looking through the gate at the green trees in the mountains.
In silence.
Qianye also wanted to find something to talk about to ease the awkward atmosphere.
But facing this old man who is isolated from the world, and his brain is not good at raising topics and chatting.
In the end, I couldn't squeeze out even a few words.
He kept munching potatoes...
It makes the atmosphere even weirder.
"By the way, when you came to this village, you probably didn't talk to anyone else, right?"
The old man seemed to have remembered something and asked Qianye.
Qianye recalled that he had asked several houses for directions when he came here, and was a little confused about the old man's question: "What's wrong?"
"There are some families in this village who are not very good-tempered. I'm afraid they might quarrel with you. You don't know the terrain here, and it's hard for you to remember what I told you... That's it, if you're in
If you need anything in this village, you can come and ask the old man me, and you don’t have to go to anyone else."
Getting into a fight?
Qianye found that when the old man said this, he looked almost the same as before.
But I always feel like something is wrong no matter how I listen to it...
It was as if the old man had deliberately hidden something and used an extremely flimsy excuse to deceive him.
"Well, okay."
Qianye verbally pretended to agree to this matter.
I also kept an eye on what the old man said about "not having a good temper".
It's a good thing that the old man didn't talk about this matter. Qianye felt that he might not notice anything.
But this statement aroused his curiosity.
"Those students are also looking for food. I guess there will be people like me who go to the village to buy some food because they can't find it..."
"See you later."
"You have to ask them if they've seen or heard anything strange."