only in this mountain

Because the train was late, Jiang He arrived in City H at 07:30 p.m. From the train station to the bus station, he missed the bus that went straight to their village. He arrived in town at [-]:[-], and called his father later. Ask his dad to pick him up, and he doesn't go home until close to nine o'clock.

Nothing has changed at home, cooking and eating are in the same room, his father only installed low-power electric lights to save electricity, and the whole room looks very dark, his mother reprimanded him while heating his meals: "You said Can't you buy an early ticket? It used to be like this when I was in school, procrastinating, and you were still behind when everyone else caught up with the bus."

His father sat by the brazier and watched TV without making a sound.

Jiang He ate in silence with a bowl in his hand, and after a few minutes his mother said again: "You're not fat or thin, you're a little darker, don't you like running outside, why are you still tanned?" He was afraid that his mother would see something wrong What's the matter, hurry up to finish the meal and prepare to wash the dishes, go to take a shower and go to bed, his mother told him not to wash it by himself.

Jiang He's house is a small two-story building, like other buildings along this provincial road, with a small attic with a half-story tile on the top floor, because before it was built, it often leaked when it rained.The house was built when he was in elementary school. At that time, his grandparents were still there. Except for the things that had to be done by others, they were all built by their own hands. Their siblings even helped move the bricks.The house was not renovated for several years after it was built, and it was only briefly decorated before his eldest sister got married.

Jiang He never got married and always slept in the small room at the back. The custom here is that when a sister with a son gets married, she sleeps in a separate bed with her brother-in-law when they come home together. There are many things belonging to his eldest brother-in-law in his room, such as pajamas and slippers. What, the eldest brother-in-law seemed to have been here before he went home, a pack of cigarettes was left by the pillow, and there were still half a teacup of cigarette butts on the bedside table.

Jiang He wasn't in the mood to blame his mother for not cleaning up for him. His mother was tired from being so busy every day.Fortunately, his mother knew that he didn't like to sleep with people since he was a child. There were two quilts on the bed, otherwise he wouldn't want to sleep tonight.

Actually can't sleep.

He had seen Zhang Huai's text message a few hours ago, but he hadn't replied. Just like his former classmates, it was impossible to eat and chat together after graduation. Different forms of life, strange and Far away, the pleasantries across the network cable, leaving aside the difficult to distinguish between true and false, even if you really care, what's the use?

He flipped through Weibo followers who had broken double-digit fan records for many years. After a while, he found a Weibo that was suspected to be Zhang Huai. The Weibo was not newly registered, but the profile picture should have been changed later, because it was He painted two idiots. More than half of the more than 200 microblogs were forwarded and related to his major. He said that he had no special feeling for small animals, but the photos he posted were basically animals, and whether it was composition, artistic conception, color or The post-processing does not seem to have been studied carefully.It is possible to know which of his college works, the white Persian cat has a high rate of appearance, roughly calculated, he has not taken any photos after graduating from college.

This is the advantage of the data age. A person's living habits, likes and dislikes, and pursuits can be traced.Jiang He flipped through Zhang Huai's previous avatar again, and sighed deeply.

"What? It doesn't feel like his favorite is out of balance?" In the darkness, a shrill laughter suddenly sounded from behind his ears.

Jiang He's heart shrank suddenly when he was nervous. After he recognized the sound from a monster he was familiar with, his heart was already beating wildly before that.

"How did you get here?" He pushed the shirt off his shoulders, stood up and took a sip of cold water to calm his shock.

Huang Shirt was probably afraid of the cold, so he squeezed under the blanket and got into Jiang He's arms again because of his petite figure, and said with a giggle, "I came with you."

He didn't need to talk about Jiang He to know why he followed him. After all, he was a monster who had become a spirit and had many eyes.

"Don't stick to me, go over there, you don't have to guard me, can I still fly?" Disgustingly grabbed the yellow shirt's body and pulled it out of the quilt, but the four little claws of the yellow shirt Clutching his pajamas like a hook, his expression was quite hurt.

"Am I not cute enough? Why can't you hug me after you hug another itachi?"

Weasel, also called weasel, the pet mink is actually a mustelidae, and the yellow shirt is right, but his original shape is indeed not as cute as Xueqiu.

"You're cute, but you have a dark face. I like white ones." I thought that the monster would understand and disappear in front of me after saying this, but I didn't expect him to suddenly transform into a human and hug Jiang He.

"White." Huang Shirt smiled smugly, his bare white arms flashing fluorescent light before Jiang He's eyes.

Jiang He was helpless and embarrassed: "You should change back to your original shape."

Huang Shan said solemnly: "Anyway, you two are finished, why don't you just live with me in the future, I can absolutely guarantee that I have never been tempted by others during the hundreds of years of my cultivation."

The weasel spirit never said a word of truth, so Jiang He asked half-jokingly, "Where's the weasel?"

Seeing that he wasn't fooled and didn't jump, Huang Shirt also felt bored, and turned back into a little one and continued to cuddle in Jiang He's arms: "I have a chance to introduce you to my great-grandson and great-grandson."

After the yellow shirt made trouble, Jiang He gradually felt sleepy. The yellow shirt is a spirit who has been cultivating for many years. The smell on his body is different from that of ordinary animals. Very comfortable, the body and mind slowly stretched out in the aroma package.

There was no dream all night, and when Jiang's mother came to wake Jiang He up to eat at eight o'clock in the morning, the yellow shirt had already disappeared.

The clouds are light, the sky is blue, the sky is clear, and people's mood is correspondingly good.

I came back too late yesterday and didn’t notice it. Looking out through the window of his room, there are farmlands behind his house, and there are continuous mountains in the distance. The animals were shaved, and all that was exposed outside were stones and dirt.

Wanning Village is not so much a village as it is just a street. It is located in an area where the north and the south are not clearly distinguished, and belongs to the remote area of ​​the provincial border. The completion brought them a lot of convenience, and gradually became the gathering center for other villages and bays in the town they belong to. However, no matter how much progress was made, it was still lagging behind in terms of economy and humanities.For many years, people in the village have been in and out of the mountains, but now very few people are willing to go into the mountains, because there are not many things that can be obtained from the mountains.

More than ten years ago, a group of people from other provinces came to dig mines, but failed to dig copper, and finally cleaned up the iron sand in the river.

In fact, no one cares about it, giving the mountain a chance to recuperate, cutting down the weeds may be to open up wasteland and plant other things, but seeing the change of the mountain that carried many of his childhood joy and laughter, he still couldn't hold back his doubts : "Mom, what happened to the mountain behind? How did you cut down all the trees?"

It is a bit of an exaggeration to say that it was cut down. After all, there are no roads in the steeper places, and the top of the mountain is still well covered with sparse hair. I heard from my grandma that the wall built to resist bandits is still intact. Sanza's white headband.When he was naughty when he was a child, he crawled there with his little friends without telling his parents. When he came back, he was so tired that he was beaten and scolded by his mother like a dog, and was fined to kneel for a long time.

Mother Jiang said: "It seems that a photovoltaic power generation base is going to be built."

"Photovoltaic power generation is to use solar energy to generate electricity, so will it be cheaper to use electricity in the future?"

"It's not for our use, the generated electricity is sold away."

Mother Jiang seemed dissatisfied with the implementation of this project. After all, as a rural woman, her most important thing was to deal with the mountains and farmland. She didn't know whether it was to generate income in the village or to support local enterprises.

"People used to say that green mountains and green waters are mountains of gold and silver. I think gold and silver are worthless at all. I sold them like that for ten yuan per mu. It's hard to say anything because they are shared by the brigade. Not only the mountains, but also the mountains over there. A lot of land has been requisitioned. Although it is not like in the past, we can count on something to support people in the field. It costs 150 yuan per mu, and it is only 30 yuan in 30 years. Even if we grow a little something, it is more than that. What's more, I don't know how many people can wait until [-] years later..."

The more I talked, the later my mother started to worry about Shan's problem again: "You said that cremation is not practiced in this village, where will your father and I be buried when we die?"

Jiang He didn't understand many things. When he was young, he was told by adults that he didn't understand. When he grew up, he didn't spend much time at home, and because of his own personality, he couldn't think about too many things. He only knew that there were so many graves in the mountains. It can be buried anywhere. He doesn't like to listen to those who are not dead. He wants to interrupt his mother to stop talking about this, but his mother is still rambling: "Even if it is cremated, there must be a place to put the ashes. I still want to bury the ashes." In a place where there are trees and water..."

He felt that what his mother said made sense, nodded and said, "Well, Mom, just wait, I will take you to a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers."

"Damn boy, what are you talking about? Are you cursing me to death?" She rolled her eyes at her son who couldn't speak, and Jiang's mother couldn't laugh or cry. , I was going to chop some cucumber racks a few years ago, otherwise I would have to go farther in the next year, are you okay today, or go this afternoon, what do you think?"

He is willing to do what he can, because the division of labor in the family is different. His father mainly does things to make money outside, and his mother is in charge of the field and housework. The children of poor families have long been in charge of the house. As long as he can remember, he has been helping his mother carry water to water the vegetable garden It's just that when he grows up, his study and work are abandoned again, but he feels that his parents don't have to work so hard now.

"Mom, didn't I say I won't let you farm anymore? You and dad are not young, so why not rest if you can?" He used to earn less money, so he will work harder in the future .

"That's what you say, but if you can grow a little, you can spend less. No matter what, you have to get the house done before you get married. Your father is angry with himself when he sees the cars your uncles bought for your brothers and sisters." It's been a few days, and you didn't call him after you came back, which made him even more sad."

He thought yesterday that his father's dismay was because he troubled him to pick him up again, and it turned out to be the reason.There was a bit of congestion in my throat, and I said after a long time: "Other people's house belongs to someone else, and I don't know how to drive. You just have to live yourselves well."

Jiang's mother said: "Okay, even if you don't let your father work now, he won't be able to stay idle. This is the fate of our lives. If we really play, we will feel sore back and more tired."

Can't persuade his mother, Jiang He went into the mountain with his mother in the afternoon, and his mother is still rambling, saying that he plans to plant a few more poplar trees in his field in spring, and that it would be good to watch other people raise crayfish Yes, she has a field just nearby, should I try to raise it, and then talked about the girl his aunt introduced to him. She's pretty, and she wants to persuade him to meet the girl in two days...

Jiang He became more and more tired as he walked. At first he thought it was because he hadn't adjusted his body after sitting on the train for two days, but just after passing the Baguashan Reservoir, he started to have a nosebleed.

He never had a nosebleed before, and he often came to Bagua Mountain. Suddenly seeing him bleeding profusely, Jiang's mother changed the subject and asked, "Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed? Did you get angry?"

With this possibility, he covered his nose, and blood flowed out of his mouth. For a while, he had no choice but to run to the reservoir to wash his hands and mouth clean.

Just squatting down and before stretching out his hand, he saw a huge black shadow swimming in the water. He felt that it was like a fish, and he was about to fish it out of nowhere, and his mother pulled him up by the side.

"Xiaohe, that's a water ghost! Don't fish it!" Jiang's mother was terrified, and she didn't dare to let her son go near the water. She took off the sleeve she was wearing and helped him wipe the blood from his mouth, nose and hands. She kept appearing like she couldn't stop it, and she became more and more panicked, "You're afraid you may have bumped into something, let's go back first, and let your aunt take a look at it tonight."

The aunt Jiang’s mother mentioned is not Jiang He’s real aunt. She is the aunt of many people. Because she has been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha all her life, she is highly respected. At least two generations of children in the village have received her help, and sometimes their arms are dislocated. Sometimes it is diarrhea and crying in the middle of the night. The most admirable thing is that she can cry out, if something is wrong with the child, let her yell, and she will be alive and well.Nosebleeds stopped after going down the mountains and rivers, but her mother dragged him to his aunt's house. His aunt read an incomprehensible scripture to him, twisted his ears and called him dozens of times, waiting for him After going out, his mother was dragged by his aunt again.

The two whispered to each other, and before leaving, my aunt stuffed a red paper bag for Mother Jiang.Jiang He asked curiously, "What?"

Mother Jiang was worried and didn't want to hide it from him: "It's for you to press under the quilt. Your aunt has a fortune teller for you. Your fate is destined to be calamity, and your marriage is bumpy. If you don't, you will end up alone... No, I have to go find your aunt, and arrange for you to meet Huang Die as soon as possible before the Chinese New Year."

Jiang He was still thinking that if his aunt was more accurate and told his mother the unchangeable fact that he was gay, it would save him trouble, but when he heard his mother say that, his back suddenly broke out in cold sweat.