Of Mountains and Rivers

Chu Huan didn't answer for a while, Nanshan thought he was asleep, so he picked up a corner of the quilt and pulled it on Chu Huan, but halfway he was caught by a hand weakly around his wrist.

There are thin calluses between Chu Huan's fingers, and there is a little effort to handle them gently.

Nanshan was startled, the darkness made him notice Chu Huan's hands, which seemed a little different from what he had imagined.

Chu Huan suddenly wanted to drink, and within a few short months of Li Yizu, he understood the benefits of alcohol.

When one is slightly drunk, one's heartbeat will speed up, and the blood will speed up like a small fire. He will feel that his whole body has come alive, and he has the energy that runs through the head and tail.

When he drank a little more and got on his head, he began to forget where he was. If he just stared at the wine glass at this time, he would have the illusion that he was still young and could come and go as he wished.

In the end, he was very drunk. At that time, he forgot all the joys, sorrows, sorrows, heaven, earth, humans and ghosts, and he was as light as a feather, floating in mid-air. Sleep through the night worry-free.

But Chu Huan pursed his lips, and refrained from mentioning it.

Heaven is healthy, and people strive for self-improvement. Since he has noticed his dependence and escape, he should not indulge the unnecessary and shameful weakness in his heart.

Besides, although Nanshan is lying here, most of his mind is probably connected to the outside. This night, for some reason, the Liyi clan is all heavily guarded. Negligence and drunkenness.

He swallowed his addiction to alcohol, but the words floated up downstream.

"I used to have a friend who was a bit like you." Chu Huan whispered suddenly.

His voice was a bit indescribably hoarse, a bit like wind and sand blowing over the surface of a mountain rock, with the roughness of years.Nan Shan involuntarily shook slightly, and slightly tilted his ears, feeling a little itchy at the base of his ears.

"He is also [-]% devoted to everything, even the trivial things like eating and washing hands-the two of you are very similar, but that's all," Chu Huan added, "You are a good friend, he is a jerk, Every time we meet, you will find fault with me and fight with me."

Chu Huan spoke unhurriedly, Nan Shanzai listened carefully without interjecting.

Chu Huan paused, and then said: "For some reason, he died for me later, and he made a gesture to me before he died."

As he spoke, he raised his middle finger and made an obscene gesture, but his fingers seemed to be bent by memories, and he couldn't let go of his obscenity for no reason.

Nanshan followed the gesture curiously: "What does this mean?"

Chu Huan: "...No, you don't have to learn, this is a curse."

Nanshan pulled his fingers, even if he raised his middle finger, he was very upright. Under the obstruction of cultural differences, Nanshan failed to understand the true meaning of scolding from one finger. He withdrew his hand and said to Chu Huan :"what is his name?"

Chu Huan stared at Nanshan almost tenderly for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Fierce furball."

Nanshan: "Not brave..."

Chu Huan said without blushing or shyly: "Oh, in our country, the good-looking ones are usually called 'brave', and the ugly ones are called 'fierce'."

Nanshan: "..."

He felt that his Chinese learning had encountered a new bottleneck.

Chu Huan's voice became low again, if it wasn't for Nanshan's excellent eyes and ears, he could hardly hear the other party's words.

Chu Huan said softly: "It's just that I always think, what's the point of his death and my survival? I know it's quite hypocritical to say so, but people have to live for something, right?"

As he spoke, his fingers curled up and clenched into fists, feeling that the engraved "Teasing You" ring was stuck between his fingers, as if reminding him of the promise he personally nodded and agreed to.

"No," Nanshan interrupted decisively, "Why is the rabbit alive? Why is the eagle alive? Why is the squirrel alive? And why is the snake alive?"

Chu Huan looked at him without saying a word, Nanshan suddenly raised his hand and put his palm on his eyes.

It may be the copper-skinned iron bones unique to the Liyi tribe. Nanshan, like everyone else, is never afraid of the cold. Even if his palms have just been soaked in cold water, they can quickly warm up.

Chu Huan felt the temperature of his palm through his thin eyelids, like the most blazing sun at noon, or like the most emerald green leaf growing on the top of a plant. It was the vitality imprinted in his mind when he first saw Nanshan.

Chu Huan couldn't help but said, "Can you play that song for me again? It's the one you played when I first saw you."

Nanshan got up, picked a leaf from a plant transplanted into the house in the corner of Chu Huan's house, and brought it to his lips: "In your words, this song is called 'The Hillside After the First Rain' , It refers to the appearance of grass and insects crawling out of the ground after the first rain every spring.

Chu Huan: "We generally can't afford such a long name."

Nanshan: "What should it be called?"

Chu Huan paused for a moment, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he said, "Jing Zhe."

In the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in late autumn, there is a ditty of Waking of Insects.

The next day, when it was still dark outside, Nanshan quietly got up and left. Chu Huan didn't move or open his eyes until Nanshan went out and closed the door for him with a "squeak" before he slowly turned over. Standing alone, looking up at the eighty-nine-high gray ceiling without sleepiness.

The chat with Nanshan the night before was still vivid in my ears, and Chu Huan didn't mean to think about it, but Nanshan's voice was like a string of silk threads, tightly wrapped around his ears, turning to the left, the right ear could hear it, and turning to the right Turning over, I can hear it in my left ear, it seems that I have to try a thousand things, and I will not give up until the taste is boring.

Chu Huan felt that he took out two dollars and wanted to buy a glass bead, but someone made a mistake and gave him a diamond.

He made a lot of money, while he was secretly happy, he was also a little ashamed.

Chu Huan lay down for a while, and when his mind slowly settled down, he got up to do his exercise as usual.

Every day before dawn, Chu Huan runs around the river at the foot of the mountain for about four to five kilometers, and then goes to the woods to do a set of routine strength training, which can be regarded as loosening his muscles and bones.After coming back like this and simply rinsing, it’s basically just dawn, just in time for everyone to come out for activities, and the eldest sister Chunchun will bring him breakfast——Chunchun is Xiaofang’s wife, Huaguduo’s indiscriminate bear mother, even though she The method of educating children is a little out of tradition, but the cooking skills are recognized by the clan as good.

At this time of the day, there was no one to meet when going out, but because there were many patrolling all night that day, as soon as Chu Huan came out, two or three night watchmen saw him.

Xiaofang was squatting on a big tree looking out in a gorilla posture, and when she saw Chu Huan, she immediately greeted Chu Huan enthusiastically, and shouted at him with her voice open without any hesitation: "Your Majesty!"

He howled with this voice, wishing that all the villages in ten miles and eight villages could receive the notice that "the king will come to patrol the mountain before dawn". No matter how thick-skinned Chu Huan is, he regretted giving himself such a fancy name for a while. .

He hurriedly raised a finger: "Shh——"

Xiaofang rubbed the back of her head and smiled "hehe", and jumped down from the tree. There are a few Chinese words mixed in the Liyi dialect, and she said to Chu Huan, "I'll call spring Get something to eat."

Chu Huan grabbed him and stopped his disturbing behavior.

However, the movement on Xiaofang's side still alarmed many people. A large group of night watchmen came out from all over the place, watching Chu Huan with burning eyes.

Chu Huan really had no way to run around the mountain in full view, so he pretended to retreat back as if nothing had happened, closed the door, and depressedly did pull-ups on the iron rack for drying clothes in the house.

Halfway through the exercise, his window was knocked lightly twice. Chu Huan was taken aback, jumped down, turned up the wooden window, looked around, but saw no one, but a snake hung down flickeringly, revealing A small face.

Chu Huan: "..."

No, why did it find it again?

The little poisonous snake shook its head and crawled around his window, poked its head around, as if confirming that the terrifying patriarch was not there, then boldly got in, trying to rub Chu Huan's hand with its sinister triangular head, but the result was Chu Huan pinched him seven inches again like lightning.

Chu Huan couldn't understand one thing - did this cold and sticky long worm think it was a cute puppy?

The poisonous snake's tail continued to wrap around his arm coquettishly until Chu Huan opened its mouth.

"It's not impossible to come to my house to visit." Chu Huan said jerky and low in a Liyi language that he had never spoken before. He was not proficient in pronunciation, so he spoke intermittently, jumping out word by word, "But first let I pulled your tooth."

The poisonous snake showed with practical actions that it really understands people's words. When it heard this, it was immediately frightened, and immediately started playing dead, and hung its tail straight down.

After Chu Huan jumped off the cliff once, he was a little morbidly obsessed with things like "life force"-to be honest, if it wasn't like this, he would have killed the snake that kept harassing him long ago, kitten and small Forget about dogs and rabbits, who can bear to see a poisonous snake rolling next to them every day when they open their eyes. In this remote country, you have to ride a horse to get in and out. If it bites you, where can you get serum?

Chu Huan unceremoniously threw the snake out the window.

The poisonous snake felt that its self-esteem had been hurt, so it silently climbed up the tree at the door, got entangled in the branch of the tree and got angry, and went to dig out a nest of bird eggs to eat.

But it’s probably just like what Chu Huan was worried about—it really didn’t have much room in its head to put its brain, and the little poisonous snake cleaned up its memory in a short time, and lost its memory. He took a bird's egg to flatter him.

Chu Huan: "..."

Youdao is to reach out and not hit the smiling person... Snake, people came to give gifts with red hearts, and Chu Huan couldn't just use the window to shoot it outside, but as a "fragile human being pierced by a tree branch" Chu Huan was very grateful for the raw bird egg that the poisonous snake had swallowed. He carefully held the egg and looked at it for a while, then fed it back into the snake's mouth.

The little snake shook its head and enjoyed the delicacies in the world, feeling that it seemed to know a little about this human being. It crawled into Chu Huan's room along the window, and seeing that Chu Huan had no objection, it stopped trying to wrap itself around him and swam silently. When he reached the corner, he got tangled up on a broom standing there, tapped his triangular chin on the broom head, and watched Chu Huan do his morning exercises in a calm manner.

He slept in the same bed with a beautiful man, completed indoor exercise, and made a strange friendship with animals... Chu Huan felt that he really had a meaningful day.

And this meaningful day has only just begun.

After breakfast, "Shining Cliff" Dashan came to him with another young boy. They led a few horses and carried a lot of things. Chu Huan turned over and found something in the goods. There are homemade bacon, some pickled food, wine, and some small woodcarving crafts.

Men who usually graze or patrol in the mountains have a little skill in this area to pass the time.

In fact, the daily necessities of the Liyi people are basically self-sufficient. I heard that Nanshan traveled to many places in the county for a teaching teacher. He got some poverty alleviation funds for remote minority areas, not much, but better than nothing. They send people out a few times a year, and the things they sell are not worth much, and they can earn some pocket money to buy some outside goods. thing.

It must have been Nan Shan's instructions. Da Shan walked up to Chu Huan and said to him, "We all listen to you."

He is like a primary school student who has just learned a few words of a foreign language facing a foreign teacher. He may have made countless turns in his heart when he prepared the words.

But after the relaxation, he was nervous again, because he was afraid that Chu Huan would answer, and worried that he would not understand and could not speak.

Fortunately, when Chu Huan first learned a foreign language when he was a child, he and he were quite sympathetic, and he could understand his feelings very well. He didn't talk nonsense, but just patted Dashan on the shoulder: "Let's go."