You can make it through

In the end, Zhang Yang ignored Li Dongyao's suggestion and insisted on taking the rural bus into the village.Even after he hung up the phone last night, the other party still persistently sent a WeChat message, asking him to charter a car to the village.In the bus, there is no scene that Li Dongyao saw in the movie, no chickens barking or exaggerated sheep, only decent small businessmen who go to the city to pick goods, and Miao and Zhuang people wearing different ethnic costumes, etc.Big bags of goods were tied up on the roof and piled up the aisle. The driver with a round head and round face and the young conductor with his hair tied up were beaming.

Zhang Yang sat in the last row by the window, he observed everyone in the car silently, and finally turned his gaze out of the window.

The mountain road is winding and steep, the mountain scenery is green and verdant, and the mountain wind is soft and moist.What will happen next, Zhang Yang is not worried or looking forward to it, his heart is calm.Natural feeling, natural experience, the body will help you remember everything, as Mr. Gu said.

The destination of this bus is a Miao Village town in the mountains, and it is also the place where Zhang Yang needs to transfer for the second time.When we arrived in the small town, it was just at noon, Zhang Yang ordered Miao's fish in sour soup from the food stall next to the station, he forgot to tell the boss to put less spicy food, tears came down after the first bite.

Li Dongyao's phone call came while he was wiping his nose.

"Boss, don't you do anything? Why are you so idle? You don't stop talking on the phone or WeChat!" Zhang Yang threw away the snot-wiping paper and said while scratching his nose.

"What's wrong with you, have you caught a cold?" Li Dongyao hurriedly asked when he heard his movement.

"For dinner, it's spicy, don't make wild guesses." Zhang Yang poked the fish pot with his chopsticks, and the hot pepper-red soup pot made people feel dizzy.He greeted the boss and brought a pot of non-spicy vegetables.

"Where are you?" Li Dongyao asked.

"I said you don't know the place names." Zhang Yang put down his chopsticks and stared at the black earth dog dazed under the sun at the door.

"You still haven't chartered a car." Li Dongyao sighed and expressed his dissatisfaction.

Zhang Yang didn't bother to pay attention to him, watching the dog turn over and expose its belly to the sun.

"Be careful, let me know when you arrive." This time it was Li Dongyao who hung up the phone first. He seemed to be with someone else, and a male voice was urging him: "Brother Dongyao, hurry up!"

The vegetables fried by the boss came up, a big pot full.Zhang Yang stopped after taking two mouthfuls. The black dog who was basking in the sun might have had enough, so he went into the room and walked to his table, and lay down again.

He kicked the black dog once and for all, and the black dog raised his head and rolled his eyes at him like "You are so boring", and he was so angry that he cursed softly: "Brother Dongyao, you are so disgusting!"

After scolding, he became sober again, and retracted the dog's feet.The black dog wagged its tail to express its thanks.He took out his mobile phone and added Li Dongyao's number to the do-not-disturb list. When he was about to block his WeChat, he hesitated a little, and finally decided to keep it.Li Dongyao's excessive concern made him uncomfortable.

In the dilapidated bus to Xikou Village, Zhang Yang saw the scene Li Dongyao had mentioned. There were various animals and goods in the car, as well as various people, men, women, old and young, mixed with different nationalities.The smells are even more diverse, Zhang Yang opened the car window as far as possible.At his feet lay four black-bone chickens and six white ducks tied with ropes. Two of the ducks struggled to the point of jumping onto the back of his shoes.Zhang Yang moved his feet, the owner of the chicken and the duck was a short, toothless old man, wearing a blue cloth thin shirt, with a black shiny long pipe pinned to his waist, he grinned at him with a toothless smile.

Zhang Yang also smiled at him.The cautious appearance of the old man brought his memory back to the time when he was still in the village before he was five years old. There were still some shadows of the old people in the village in his mind at that time, and he would give roasted sweet potatoes to the children.He suddenly felt complicated, and his originally peaceful heart finally had waves. He began to think, whether those relatives in the past still lived in the village, whether the uncle and uncle still lived in the village, whether the cousins ​​who played with him since childhood still remembered he.

The bus stops at Xikou Village.Before arriving at the entrance of the village, the short black-faced woman selling the ticket had already started shouting in dialect: "Xikou Xikou is here!"

When he got to the entrance of the village, Zhang Yang carried his bag and stepped over the chickens and ducks. Because of his height, he bumped into the car door when he got out of the car, and there were fellow villagers laughing in the car.He turned his head and stood still on the side of the road, waved to the people in the car, and watched the dirty bus slowly swaying away.

He raised his hand to look at his watch. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon. There were still mountains on the side of the road, and the low and high mountains walked away. The big mountains in the distance were covered with sunset and clouds. Walking in, gradually heard the sound of abundant streams.

After sending Zhang Yang away, Li Dongyao went back to the United States and completely separated Xingyao from the Li family. By the way, he discussed cooperation with several American post-production companies, and had a meal with Li Xurong by the way, and said a few heartfelt words , and gave him an unexpected gift.

After finishing all this work, Li Dongyao found out that Zhang Yang had been away for almost a week, and the other party didn't reply to any of the WeChat messages he sent to Zhang Yang.He switched to calling, and the voice always said that he was not in the service area.In the end, he had to call the three-defense backup phone, and the signal was smooth, but no one answered.He changed to texting: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

"Are you ok?"

"Nothing happened, did you?"

"Return a message."

"My ancestors, you can either answer the phone or reply to the message, even if you reply with an um."

"If you don't come back, I will take someone to find you."

After he sent the message that he wanted to go to the mountain to find him, Zhang Yang finally replied the text message: "Yes."

Li Dongyao was sure of his safety, but he was still choked up by his "um", so he could only patiently provoke him deliberately: "Is it me? If it's me, call me back, or I'll call the police!"

Zhang Yang's phone call came right away: "I'm Zhang Yang, I'm fine, is this okay? Thank you, goodbye." After speaking, he quickly hung up the phone without giving Li Dongyao the slightest chance to speak.

Li Dongyao gritted his teeth angrily, and called back, but the other party didn't answer.Call again, the other party shuts down directly.

"It's really my ancestor!" Li Dongyao felt helpless towards Zhang Yang.

After Zhang Yang hung up Li Dongyao's phone, he felt depressed, so he simply went out with his camera and took pictures all the way.On the way, I met Zhang Sanxiao who was renting another house, riding a tricycle up and down the dirt road.Seeing him, ask him by the way: "Are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

Zhang Yang waved at him: "No!"

Zhang Sanxiao continued to jump forward on the tricycle, humming the most dazzling national style while walking.

Zhang Yang turned around and pressed a card on his back.

Zhang Sanxiao doesn't know him anymore. He is a child of the uncle's family, the third eldest, three years older than him. When they were young, they played in water and fought.Of course, it was Zhang Sanxiao who beat him up.He was skinny when he was a child, and anyone could bully him when he was in the village.Zhang Sanxiao was his nickname, and his first name was Zhang Chuang.Six days ago, he met him as soon as he entered the village.

The strange thing is that he recognized him at a glance. He never thought that the memory of before the age of five could be so profound.He deliberately struck up a conversation with him, telling him that he was a photographer from Shanghai, who came here to take pictures, and that the pictures he took would be posted on the Internet to promote Guizhou. At the same time, he gave him 1000 yuan to rent a house.Seeing that Qian was very enthusiastic, Zhang Sanxiao took him home without saying a word, and even vacated his room for him.

Zhang Yang used Polaroids to take photos of their family that night, and the family of four fell in love with him even more.Especially his eldest daughter Zhang Linlin looked at him with the eyes of his familiar fans, which made him very stressed.Fortunately, the children in the mountains are still shy and introverted, even though their eyes are already angry with liking, they are still very restrained in their actions.Zhang Yang didn't get used to it for a day. The next day, he let the girl look at it casually, and from time to time he took the initiative to ask her about things in the village.

For example, those old relatives of his family, Zhang Yang's grandparents died before he was born, and the closest relatives are Zhang's father's two elder brothers, Zhang Yang's cousins.

His uncle, that is, Zhang Linlin's grandfather, died of old age two years ago. He just fell asleep and didn't wake up. He died without any crime, which is a rare joy and funeral in the village.

After moving to Guiyang, Zhang Yang occasionally heard his father mention his eldest brother, saying that he is a real and honest man. According to Zhang Li, his father secretly sent him money.

The uncle's three sons and one daughter didn't study much.Except for Zhang Sanxiao who stayed at home, the other two cousins ​​went to work in Guangdong, and there was a younger cousin who was two years old and married to a nearby Miao Village. According to Zhang Linlin's incomplete statement, it should be in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. A garment factory in the area works as a sewing worker.

As for Erbo's family, it's another story.

Zhang Yang wandered around the village and took many random photos.After these few days of familiarization, the elderly and children in the village have gotten used to his presence. Even if they are pointed at by his camera, they will not turn around and hide like they did on the first day.He turned around, and finally turned to the address of his ancestral home before he was five years old. He vaguely remembered the way, which he always unconsciously detoured before, and this was the first time he turned here.The homestead is still there, but the house has collapsed a long time ago. Several kinds of unknown climbing vines have tightly wrapped the piled up broken tiles and broken wood, like a green grave.There were also lilac flowers, large and small, of creeping vines hanging on the grave.

The ancestral house of the second uncle’s family next to it was abandoned a little later, and the general frame is still there, and the doors and windows are already rotten. The wooden balcony on the second floor is covered with slender white mushrooms, and the door of the main room on the first floor is unknown. It was overturned, and there was nothing inside, except for the portrait of the leader whose face could not be seen clearly on the wall.Green moss has grown on the stone steps at the door, and weeds are also growing luxuriantly in the crevices of the stone.The climbing vines next door have also climbed to the roof along the abandoned clothesline. In two years, it is estimated that there will be a new green grave.

Zhang Yang stood directly opposite the door of Er Bo Tang's room, picked up his camera, and snapped a panoramic photo.The house in the lens is pulled far away, because there is no dimming, the house and the sky are very dark.

Zhang Yang had a deep memory of the scene of moving overnight.So deep that there was one of his favorite red crayons, which he remembered because he dropped it under the bed in a hurry.The crayon slowly rolled to the bottom of the bed, and my mother said not to look for it.

When he was five years old, he didn't understand his father's sudden decision. He didn't even have time to feel the sadness of leaving his hometown, and the new life immediately overwhelmed him.Mother often said that children have no memory.He asked his sister if it was true, but she didn't answer him.He asked his elder sister again, do you remember the big tree in front of his hometown, and his elder sister said: "I forgot." She looked indifferent, and looked at him with disgust.

He and his sister Zhang Li were very close until they were five years old.Because my father works outside all the year round, and my mother is busy with farm work, the adults have no time to take care of the siblings.No matter where my sister goes, she will take him with her.Whatever you do, let him go.Even if someone else gave a sweet potato, he had to eat it before it was her turn.When he can't get the love of his parents, his sister who is two years older than him is his heaven.

But after moving to Guiyang, his sky collapsed, Zhang Li suddenly became estranged from him, stopped talking to him, would not take him with him when going out, and no matter what he did, he no longer thought about him.The sudden change in his sister's attitude towards him hurt him a lot.Since then, he has firmly believed that he is not worthy of being loved.He was like an abandoned doll, he thought maybe he did something wrong, and desperately searched for the reason, but nothing seemed right.No matter how hard he tried and how he showed his favor to her, she always kept a distance from him.The older they get, the more they look like strangers.

Until the day before yesterday, he drank with his cousin Zhang Sanxiao, and after drinking, he told him the reason why Erbo's family moved away.Because he persistently asked why the house was abandoned and where the family went.

"That's my second uncle's house. My second uncle made his daughter's belly bigger, and no beast would do that!" Zhang Sanxiao said with a very disgusted expression.Rural people, the most taboo thing is probably incest.

"My second aunt took pesticides with her younger siblings, and three of them lost four lives." Zhang San's novel came to this point, and the rest of it was full of curses.Tired of scolding, he toasted Zhang Yang, took a big sip and continued, "My third uncle's younger sister was almost harmed by that beast. It wasn't that my father left quickly, something happened too."

The dusty memory was suddenly opened here, like a Pandora's box, and the black memory surged out.Zhang Yang remembered many things before he was five years old, but he forgot this part.The second uncle brought his sister into the room. He thought that the second uncle was going to secretly give her delicious food, but his greedy nature made him follow him secretly.

The second uncle took his sister to the side room of his house. He locked the door, but the door was very cracked.He stood at the door, and through the crack of the door, he saw his sister being undressed by him.The sister resisted, and he coaxed her, offering her apples and sugar.The sister still resisted, and he pushed her to the bed.My sister saw him in the crack of the door, she cried, she called him: "Yangyang, Yangyang, go and call Muma!"

The second uncle held her down while looking back at him in the crack of the door.He has a face very similar to his father's, the usual familiarity has completely disappeared, only the fierce light in his eyes.His voice was cold: "If you dare to shout, I will chop off your Kiba!"

At the age of five, he didn't understand why the second uncle wanted to take off his sister's clothes, why the second uncle wanted to chop off his kiba... He knew that the second uncle was doing bad things, but he didn't understand what bad things he was going to do.He was terrified, afraid that the second uncle would catch up and chop off his Kiba.He turned around and ran away. My sister was still crying in the room, calling his name, mom, dad, and no.

and after?

"At that time, I told Dad, because the little brother of the third uncle's family was crying in the haystack. His name was Yang Yang. At that time, he was such a small one, stuck in the haystack like an ostrich, and cried very loudly. Big, yelling nonsense. Ask him why he is crying, he can't tell, he just knows to point in that direction." The slightly drunk Zhang Sanxiao also imitated the movements of Zhang Yang, who was not even five years old back then: "Just Pointing like this, pointing like this, pointing while crying.”

"I ran over there, and then I heard the sister of the third uncle's family crying. I ran in and took a look. It was terrible, so I ran out to call someone, called my father, and beat him up. Alright. Then you know, those scandals happened later, and the whole family was killed."

The memory later matched up like this, in a sudden situation, when Zhang Yang was not prepared at all.Dad moved suddenly, and his sister was alienated from him, as if he found the key to open the door at once.

However, it has been too long.Even if those memories are retrieved, it seems that it is useless.Zhao Sanxiao also told him that the second uncle was beaten to death in the mountains. As for who was beaten to death, no one knew, and the police were unwilling to investigate.Everyone thought he deserved his death.

Zhang Yang stood in front of the second uncle's abandoned house, staring at the side room where Zhang Li almost had an accident, and stood until dark.In the end, he still took out his mobile phone and sent a late WeChat message to his sister Zhang Li: "I'm sorry, sister."

Zhang Li replied with a "?", and Zhang Yang said, "I was in Guiyang a few days ago, so I didn't see you. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, come back when you have time." Zhang Li replied in voice.

"okay."

"I also want to tell you some good news." Zhang Li said again.

"What good news?" he asked.

"You're going to be an uncle!" Zhang Li said with a smile.

After Zhang Yang stayed for a long time, he held his mobile phone and shouted excitedly: "When did it happen? How many months? Boys and girls?"

"Just five months old, twins!"

"Twins, my God, twins!" Zhang Yang was already incoherent with excitement, if it wasn't for the ups and downs of the signal in the mountains, he would definitely have a video chat with Zhang Li at this time.

Zhang Li sent a smile.

"Thank you, my sister, for being willing to tell me the news." Zhang Yang almost cried.

"Thank you too, Yangyang. I know you were having a hard time a while ago. Your brother-in-law and I have seen the news, but I don't know what to do. I have always misunderstood you. After I became pregnant, I thought about it a lot There are some things that cannot be blamed on you." Zhang Li sent a long message, and she rarely told him such inner thoughts.

"Come to Guiyang to see me when you have time," Zhang Li said.

"Well, sure, sister, you should take care of yourself too."

My sister's forgiveness did not reduce Zhang Yang's guilt after regaining his memory.He frankly let this guilt fill his chest, and repressed joy swam in it.He resisted the shock of various emotions and looked up at the sky.The sky in the mountains is clean, even if it is dark, it still reveals the deep blue of the universe, dotted with shining bright stars, and there are frogs and insects in the surrounding grass.He felt that returning to his hometown this time seemed to be drawn by fate.If he hadn't experienced the previous ups and downs to awaken his attachment to acting in his heart, if it hadn't been for Li Dongyao's stalking to take over this special movie, if there hadn't been such a coincidence, he doesn't know how long it would take him to come back here and find Back to what he hid in his memory.What he lost was not just a short memory, but a complete self.