Chapter 394 The Cave

I feel a little dizzy, and from the overlap between the two curtains, I can see the faint cold light outside, and there are laughter from the room not far away.

Feng Yiping lifted the quilt on his body. This is the white lining that is common in rural farmhouses. The cotton quilt is covered with red flower quilts. quilt.

The sheets including the cushions are all new, and they still smell of sunshine and laundry soap. They are very warm, but they are heavy when pressed against the body.

He was only wearing autumn clothes, and the place outside the bed was completely cold. He shivered a few times and put on the sweater and trousers, but still shivered.

"Knock, knock," the door was knocked twice, and Huang Jingping walked in with a smile, "Get up!"

"Well," Feng Yiping looked at his watch, it was past three o'clock, "I didn't say anything nonsense when I was drunk, right?"

"No, I just smirked at that time. As soon as I helped you, you obediently followed in. It's fine. Everyone says you're so quiet when you're drunk." Huang Jingping helped him tidy up the hood behind the cotton coat, and blamed, "Why are you so solid today? Drink so much?"

"Happy!" Feng Yiping rubbed her head, "Who else is at home?" He gestured towards the kitchen.

"It's just a few cousins ​​chatting," Huang Jingping blushed again when she said this. Of course, the topic of chatting at this time cannot be separated from her and Feng Yiping.

"Then I won't go there. Let's go outside, okay? Show me the place where you were born and raised."

Although Feng Yiping also grew up in such an environment, he really doesn't want to answer some questions now, such as the question of money, and often after you have said it once, someone will ask the same question again, and others will follow.

"Okay, then bring your camera, the snow on the mountain behind has not melted yet,"

It seemed that Huang Jingping didn't want Feng Yiping to accept those people's pointers anymore, so she took him out quietly, passed through the ridges behind the village familiarly, and led him up the mountain behind.

The vegetation in the mountain was withered, and everything was silent, except for the "rustle" sound when their two trousers brushed against the bushes beside the path.

On the pine trees below, there is unmelted snow, and on the trees above, there are rime, and each pine tree seems to be frozen, one tree is not surprising, so many are the same, it looks real spectacular.

"It's beautiful!" Huang Jingping found a random place, put out a pair of scissors, and asked Feng Yiping to take a picture of her, "When I was young, I often went up the mountains with my cousins, and I could eat a lot of fruits, some sour, some delicious. sweet,"

Hehe, it seems that the children in the mountains are almost the same when they were young.

"What's the point of eating fruit? I've even eaten azalea flowers!"

Feng Yiping showed it off. Feng Wen's grandfather actually taught him this. He ate it once, and that was the only time. He picked some petals from the blooming azalea and stuffed them directly into his mouth. He had forgotten the taste. At this time, like a child, he took this matter out and compared it with Huang Jingping.

People like them who grew up in small mountain villages actually struggled a lot later on, trying desperately to get out of these places, just to settle down in the city.

But after getting what you want, when you are free, or when you dream back at midnight, you will always think of these unmagnificent mountains and unmagnificent water, thinking that you were wearing old patched clothes in the mountains Every time I think of the scene of having fun, I can't help but laugh out loud.

This is also one of the reasons why Feng Yiping wants to build a better hometown.

"Can azalea really be eaten?" For a girl, such a thing as eating flowers seems quite unpleasant, but I have only heard of Daiyu burying flowers. If Daiyu ate flowers, eh! It's shocking to think about it!

"Yes, some varieties can be eaten, and other flowers, such as some roses, can also be eaten. Some places have flower banquets, and you will know later."

Huang Jingping asked Feng Yiping to pose for a photo according to what she thought was handsome, and continued walking up the mountain with his arm in his hand. There was a flat ground halfway up the mountain, with a large stone flat in the middle, and a bare and bare surface on the other side. Feng Yiping went to the side of the stone cliff and took a look. It was really tall. There were only water stains and some yellowed moss on the stone wall. If this guy slipped accidentally, he would probably have to see Marx.

"Do you know? I heard from my grandfather that there were bandits in our area after liberation. There was a bandit surnamed Li who took over the mountain and became king here. So there were wars in this area. It seems that some people dug some of them out of the mountain later." Rusty guns."

Feng Yiping has also heard a lot of stories like this. Feng Jiasheng's father next door likes to tell these things in summer.

Huang Jingping led him to the other side of Shiping, where several big stones were grown together, as if they were artificially built, and a cave was erected underneath. The cave was not deep, but very bright, and there were only a few clumps dead grass.

"Tell me, did that bandit surnamed Li bury some gold, silver and jewelry here?" Feng Yiping glanced at the entrance of the cave and asked.

"Yeah, maybe there will be martial arts cheats!" Huang Jingping replied with a smile, "What good things are you thinking of!"

This can't be blamed on Feng Yiping, he has read too many novels and played too many games. For many people, a cave seems to mean an unknown treasure.

"Come on, come up, I'll show you where my home is," Feng Yiping quickly jumped to the top of the cave.

"Really? Can this see your home?" With Feng Yiping's help, Huang Jingping climbed up to the top with both hands and feet.

Feng Yiping made a distinction, pointed to the west direction and said to her, "Over there, do you see that mountain? We are just behind that mountain,"

I can find the direction, but I really can't see it. Huang Jingping was very disappointed, and said "Oh", "Let's go down too, or my parents will be anxious."

Put her next, "Huh?" Feng Yiping called out, and looked into the cave, "What's the matter?" Huang Jingping, who was inside without knowing it, also came over, and there was nothing in the cave.

"Haha," Feng Yiping pushed her in, "What are you doing!" Huang Jingping looked bewildered.

"My lady, I'm full and I'm dressed very warmly. Can't you guess what I want to do next?"

"No, I'm not going crazy with you!"

Seeing his weird smile, Huang Jingping knew what he was up to, she ran out with a smile, but was easily pulled back by Feng Yiping, and after a while, even her mouth was gagged.

"Uh, uh, don't," but she insisted on Feng Yiping, and after a while, there was a faint sound of crying in the cave, and then disappeared without a trace in the cold wind.

More than ten minutes later, Huang Jingping came out from the inside with a flushed face, and seemed to be a little unsteady, and said viciously to the back, "I warn you, don't mention this in the future."

"Yes, I won't tell you if you kill me," Feng Yiping smiled contentedly, but he was thinking in his heart, this is winter, if in spring and summer, there are flowers blooming on the ground and birds singing outside, isn't that right? There is another taste!

During dinner, Feng Yiping was in good condition, without any aftereffects of drunkenness. Huang Chengzhong also praised him, "He recovered so quickly, and he will definitely be able to drink in the future."

"What's the use of being able to drink? We don't learn from that, Yiping, it hurts the body and the liver," Huang's mother grabbed a few pieces of mutton in front of Feng Yiping.

Only Huang Jingping secretly stepped on Feng Yiping's foot under the table.

"Uncle, aunt, I originally wanted Jingping to go home with me tomorrow, but my sister and uncle are leaving for the provincial capital tomorrow, and many people in the village are also scheduled to leave tomorrow, so, It’s too rushed to go to my house tomorrow, I think I’ll find time later, do you agree?”

"Alright, Jingping actually met your parents and some elders. You have to leave the day after tomorrow. You are in a hurry to go tomorrow. It's okay. You have plenty of time."

"After the day after tomorrow, we won't be able to see you for half a year. You two are so far apart, we can't take care of you. I know Yiping is a thoughtful and considerate child, so we will entrust Jingping to you. You must take good care of her." Mama Huang said.

"I promise!" Feng Yiping glanced at Huang Jingping and solemnly promised her parents.

"Jingping, you are the same, Yiping is busy with study and work, you must take care of his life, don't be petty, do your part, you must keep these things in mind!"

"I remember my mother," Huang Jingping glanced at Feng Yiping with a smile in her eyes.