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There was a momentary sting, and the hand was scratched.

Pei Xiqing looked down at the long line of blood on his palm, and soon the blood began to spread. He put down the machete in his hand and squatted on the spot for a while.

An unknown bird's call resounded through the forest, singing for a long time.Pei Xiqing sniffed the smell of mud under his feet, clutching his injured left hand, feeling a little troublesome.

He looked at the corner of his torn clothes, tore off a piece of rag, hurriedly rolled up his left hand, and walked down the mountain carrying the dry firewood collected today.

A tractor is parked at the foot of the mountain.

He didn't know how to drive this thing before, but after being slapped by the second uncle after he couldn't do it no matter what, he learned it.

Pei Xiqing threw bundles of dead branches onto the back of the car, the wound opened and more blood flowed out, staining the rags red.

He didn't pay much attention, wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned to the front of the car, and started the tractor in the most primitive way.

Bang Chi Bang Chi Bang Chi.

There is not only this old-fashioned tractor that is so hard to drive that it is about to be scrapped, but also a small truck, which is used to pull things, but the second uncle thinks that pulling firewood is too dirty, so he won't let him drive that one.

Pei Xiqing raised his head and took a sip of the water he brought with him, and drove onto the main road in the twilight.

This place has always been quite remote. His second cousin has a bit of a business mind, but his temper is too lazy, so he lived in poverty for many years, and finally married a local daughter-in-law when he was almost 34 years old. It gradually got better, and now I have opened a modest small farm, and my life is pretty good.

On the way home, the roadside was full of rural scenery, unknown wildflowers and weeds bloomed everywhere, the sunset was very red, and he was the only one on the entire not-so-wide gravel road.

Pei Xiqing liked this kind of feeling very much. This kind of wilderness scenery exuding the fragrance of green grass and earth was very different from his life before he was 17 years old.

He liked the country, the remoteness, the orange twilight light of the uninhabited plains.

Although this tractor is a bit too noisy, the slamming is very unpleasant.

After walking halfway, I haven't reached the farm so quickly.Pei Xiqing parked the car on the side of the road, walked into the woods for a while, then pulled out a handful of grass leaves and brought them back, smashed them with stones and applied them on the scratched palm, frowning to stop the bleeding.

He jumped into the car, the black air from the front of the car was blown head-on by the wind, and the choking smell of engine oil made him turn around, and happened to see several SUVs passing behind.It should have been driven for a while, but the car body was covered in dust, it looked dusty, and it was not driving fast.

Pei Xiqing looked away and waited for a few cars to pass by.

Lu Mingzhou was resting his eyes with his eyes closed. After driving the car for a day, Lin Mizhi seemed to be in good spirits, but he, the person sitting in the car, really felt uncomfortable.

dizziness.

If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have agreed to Lin Mizhi to come to this Laoshizi ghost place for an outing to relax. Thinking that he had to camp in the wilderness for a night, Lu Mingzhou felt his forehead throbbing and throbbing.

So fucking sorry.

Isn't it just losing a ball?I missed a hand and let myself run to this ghost place.

Lu Mingzhou pressed his forehead, and under another bump of the vehicle, he twitched the back of Lin Mizhi's head in the driver's seat.

The eldest son of the Lin family glanced at the phone and turned around, looking a little aggrieved, "Brother Zhou, why are you hitting me?"

Lu Mingzhou closed his eyes, and resisted the desire to vomit all over him: "Drive steadily, what kind of broken road did you lead out."

Lin Mizhi looked at the mobile phone navigation, then shook his head and looked at the side of the road, "But even if there is no guide, there is only one way for us to go."

"Then why are you watching all the way with a mobile phone?" Lin Mizhi's mobile phone was connected to the stereo, and he was a little irritable when he heard the series of left turns and right turns ahead.

"Oh," Lin Mizhi rubbed the back of his head, "Then I'll close it."

The gentle and mechanical female voice finally stopped, and without the noisy voice in his ears, Lu Mingzhou finally felt a little better.

That's just a little bit.

The atmosphere of the two cars following them was not as gloomy as theirs. The loud music and laughter from behind could be heard from a long distance away.Lu Mingzhou felt even more upset, but he didn't say anything, he took a plum in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and crushed it between his lips and teeth.

The car ran for a while, as if it was chasing the twilight. The roadside was deserted, full of low and flat grass waves and fields. To be honest, the scenery was pretty good, but a tractor parked by the roadside was a bit unpleasant...

Hmm...tractor?

From the driver's seat came Lin Mizhi's incomprehensible voice, "Brother Zhou, did you see that?" He pointed to the distance, "What is that thing?"

Xue Song propped his chin and smiled, "This is something from the countryside, a very old-fashioned tractor, used to pull things, you haven't seen it before, have you?"

Lin Mizhi drove the car a lot, looked it over carefully for a few times, and sighed: "Fuck, this is so fucking... so cool..."

Lu Mingzhou: "..."

As the vehicle slowly passed by the side of the road, Lu Mingzhou glanced at it boredly, and happened to see an unlucky guy doing something on his hands.

At first glance, it's weird, what the hell, take another look.

At the second glance, it's so yellow, so yellow to black, what the hell.

Lu Mingzhou caught off guard and met the unlucky guy for a moment.Contrary to the black-yellow black-yellow rough skin, he accidentally met a pair of glass-clear eyeballs, calm and numb, like a hard-working people who has no hope for life.

The two cars slowly approached, and then slowly moved away. A long and teasing whistle came from a Land Rover following behind the car. Accompanied by giggling laughter, Lu Mingzhou's attention was taken away, and the car heading towards his companion also I glanced at it, but those beautiful eyes were still reflected in my mind, and I couldn't get away for a while.

When he came to his senses, the car had slowly gone away, and the tractor had been thrown behind him, out of sight.

Pei Xiqing didn't pay much attention, he took care of his palm and went around to the rear to check if the firewood had been thrown away. Seeing that it was still well bundled, he returned to the front of the car and continued to drive the tractor back slowly.

It was nearly nineteen o'clock when we returned to the village. Pei Xiqing parked the car at the gate of the courtyard, went to the courtyard, scooped a large ladle of water from the tank, and poured it directly into his mouth.

He was very thirsty and drank urgently. One accidentally choked and coughed violently, and the noise alarmed the people in the room.

A fat woman came out in small steps, holding a cattail fan in her hand, "I'm back," her voice was high-pitched and penetrating, and her voice was inevitably louder when she spoke, "Have you packed all the firewood? Go and rest before unloading firewood, your uncle is not at home now, he went outside to play mahjong."

Pei Xiqing wiped his sweat with his collar, hummed in a low voice, his right cheek was rubbed slightly red, but he couldn't tell, he was covered in dust, and he had been working for several days, eating ashes, His body was inevitably dirty, his whole body was dusty, black and yellow, and depressed.

Pei Xiqing found a small stool and sat under the pergola. The weather was very hot, and sweat dripped down his chin. My aunt took a piece of watermelon from the house and carefully stuffed it for him. Her voice was lowered: "The weather is too hot." Alright, eat some watermelon to quench your thirst."

Pei Xiqing swallowed his still dry throat, lowered his eyes: "No need, aunt," he said, "Leave it to Jiajun."

The second aunt winked at him, beckoning him to pick it up quickly: "Isn't Jiajun eating enough?"

Pei Jiajun would give it to him when he couldn't eat it, but if Pei Sanliang was around, he would not pick up the watermelon.

In Pei Sanliang's words, he was thinking about the little affection he had for his cousin before, so it would be nice to take him in, and it is impossible to give him a good life.

Pei Xiqing was indeed very thirsty, but he didn't want to eat it. He just took the piece of watermelon and looked at it for a long time before slowly biting a small tooth mark on it and swallowing it whole.The sweet watermelon juice moistened his throat and slid down, but he felt a twitch in his overly hungry stomach.

Pei Jiajun came out of the house with a pair of earphones hanging around his neck. The price was not cheap. He casually tickled his chin and asked, "Mom, did you see where I threw my bag?"

Lin Chunli slapped the cattail fan and gave him a blank look: "Where did you throw it? Find it yourself. Don't ask me every day if you can't find it. I don't know where you put it."

Pei Jiajun's eyes flicked past Pei Xiqing's body lightly, showing an inexplicable smile, not hostile, but just uncomfortable: "Brother, you are back."

He never had to work at home, and when he became rich, he grew up with tender skin, red teeth and white teeth. Compared with Pei Xiqing, he was in heaven and earth.

Pei Xiqing hummed for a moment, finished eating the watermelon, and didn't want to stay with him in the yard any longer, so she stood up and said, "Auntie, I'm off to unload firewood."

"Okay, be careful yourself."

Pei Xiqing pushed the door and walked out.

Pei Jiajun seemed to want to call him back, but before he could speak, Pei Xiqing's back disappeared behind the door. He brushed his freshly cut hair, his eyes turned to the melon rind thrown in the trash can, and said in his mouth: "Mom, I'm going to school."

"Oh," Lin Chunli stood up, "you are playing with friends at school, so don't go out to eat dirty things all the time, you have a bad stomach." She went to the house to pack up, "I'll bring you something to go Eat at school, remember to take Naang when you go out, don’t worry about eating at home.”

Pei Jiajun acted as if he hadn't heard, and went out the door with a habitual smile on his face, "I don't want it, Mom, I'm going out."

Lin Chunli came back with her bag, looked at the empty gate and sighed: "You little bastard."

Pei Sanliang's farm is much more remote than the village. According to the mountain, Pei Xiqing had to drive the car far to see a bamboo plaque with the name of Yishan Farm, which is very simple. The lantern, unlit, looked dark.

There were no guests in the farm for the past two days, and it was very cold. Pei Xiqing drove the car to the firewood shed behind the farm, put on cloth gloves and started unloading firewood.It was very dark, and he turned on a small light bulb, emitting a faint warm yellow light, and slowly unloaded the firewood in the silence of insects chirping.

I have been doing physical work in recent years, and my body is a little stronger than before, so that I will not be bullied by everyone when I am down and down like before.Pei Xiqing looked at the piled firewood shed, closed the door, tidied up and wiped off his sweat, preparing to rest in the farm for the night.

When there are no guests in the farm, there is no one to see. When Pei Sanliang has no business, he will go back to the village instead of spending the night here.

Then this place will become his quiet place alone.

Pei Xiqing turned his head and glanced at the silent mountain in the night, a little spark flickered in the distance under the starry sky, he took off his gloves, turned and walked to the yard of the farm.

The author has something to say: I’m starting a new article, here I wish the little angels a Happy New Year!

Uncle Ertang’s farm is actually impossible to run. Many things have elements of my nonsense in it. If you see something confusing, just skip it and don’t worry about it.