Yi Village (Experience Story Adult Novel)

Yi Village

The long-distance bus was like a donkey pulling a mill, turning back and forth among the endless mountains.

When I looked down the mountain, the small shop where I had rested at noon was still faintly visible. There's another sharp turn ahead.

The car turned another corner, and three women holding sickles and carrying bamboo baskets on their shoulders appeared on the winding road.

I muttered to myself: It’s still them!

I saw them at the foot of the mountain. Several women seemed to be racing with cars.

I left them far behind, and then they would suddenly appear in front of the car. One of the women caught my attention.

In her golden bloom, her strong and sturdy body was wearing ragged clothes full of pudding, and her red checkered trousers were wrapped around her waist.

The girl held the basket rope in her hand and slung a bag over her right shoulder.

A strangely shaped cloth bag. I took a closer look and found that it was made from a pillowcase.

Laugh.

The girl's big eyes full of infinite longing made me stare at the car incomprehensible. I held the camera,

The man quietly leaned out of the car and pointed the camera at the girl. The girl was shocked and embarrassed when she saw this. She turned around suddenly and raised her head.

The raised buttocks were covered with huge puddings, and the arms holding the sickles were also covered with puddings of different colors. The car was moving fast.

I passed by the girl, who was still staring at the car, and our eyes collided with mine again.

I smiled at the girl warmly, and her face suddenly turned red. She was at a loss at first, and then she responded with shyness.

I pointed the camera at the girl again. She was no longer shy. She loosened the basket rope and held the

I stretched out my strong legs and chased the car like a race. I waved my arms at the girl: "Miss,

Run! ”

"Hey, hey," the girl was chasing the car at high speed, staring at me with a smile, her beautiful eyes

There was a mischievous and cute gleam in his eyes.

The car creaked and the girl disappeared behind the rock. I sighed in disappointment and leaned against the

I was shocked by the sight of extreme poverty when I looked out the window. If I hadn’t been there myself, I would never have dreamed of it.

I would never have thought that there were such poor and destitute places in the world; no matter how I describe it, I would never have thought that there were such poor and destitute places in the world if I had not seen it with my own eyes.

You won’t believe it even if I tell you: Are they really that poor? Are you trying to take advantage of this issue? In the past, I have always been firm

I thought the Loess Plateau should be the poorest place. Today, facing the vast mountains, my view is completely changed.

The earth shook, and this record of poverty was broken by Guizhou!

The bare hillside is full of jagged rocks, with sparse weeds and short trees growing tenaciously in the cracks of the rocks.

On the rolling hills, a narrow plain occasionally appears, with winding ridges and furrows.

Corn stalks grow at different heights.

The peasant woman, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, climbed up to the top of the dam with great effort, picked the corn cobs and threw them into the basket, and then did the same.

Then she climbed down the flat land to the road and threw the corn cobs in the bamboo basket onto the flatbed truck. Her husband replaced the horse.

Pull the reins and go down the slope.

On the flat side of the hill, a simple farmhouse was built, with no tiles on the roof and no glass in the windows.

The glass was just made of bamboo strips, which could neither block the wind nor the rain. At first glance, it looked no different from a prison.

In order to save building materials, many farmhouses only have one gable wall made of bricks and stones, and the other side is perfunctorily covered with grass and tied with grass.

Tied with bamboo strips.

The hard-earned fruits were casually spread out beside the road, and the old lady in a dark blue coat used the most primitive

The farm implement shaped like a three-section whip repeatedly whipped the crops; the simple girl stood on the eaves of her house

Under the ground, a bamboo leaf as big as a millstone was shaking; housewives were busy with farm work in the yard, three or four of them were only looking at each other.

The children, who were a year younger than her, were naked and holding half an ear of ripe corn in their hands. They gathered around her.

They munched on corn kernels and played around in the dunghill.

"Oh my," I was holding my camera and clicking the shutter button when the elderly flight attendant quietly sat down beside me.

"Young man, this is so poor and shabby, what's there to take pictures of? Isn't it a waste of film?"

"Yes," I put away my camera and turned around: "Uncle, why is it so poor here!" I frowned.

I asked the flight attendant, who sighed and explained while rolling a pipe: "The environment is not good.

The mountains are all rocky, there is no decent flat land, and good crops cannot be grown! Alas," the flight attendant continued, "this

It's not bad here, there are some small dams, in some places, you can't find an inch of flat land, it's even poorer than this, you are

I didn’t see it! ”

"What can I do?" I sighed. "Alas, the sky is not clear for three days, the land is not flat for three miles, and people are not three or four.

silver! ..."

"Young man, you are from the north, right?" I lit a cigarette for the old flight attendant: "Yes, from the Northeast!"

"Oh, Northeast China," the old flight attendant immediately became excited: "I've been there, I participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, I

After their troops were withdrawn from Korea, they were stationed in Siping. Ah, Northeast China is a great place! The city is connected

In one place, there are factories everywhere and plenty of food! ”

"Uncle, have you ever been a soldier and fought in a war?"

"Yes," the old flight attendant said proudly, "I fought the Yankees in Korea!"

"Uncle, weren't you afraid when you went to the battlefield?"

"What are you afraid of? There's no point in being afraid," said the old steward. "When the gunfire sounded, everyone got excited.

They ran forward for their lives, not knowing what was going on. No one thought that someone would die! ”

"Aren't you afraid of being blown up by the shells?"

"Young man, you've been on the battlefield so many times that you can almost tell where a shell will land by the sound it makes.

Don't go to that place! ”

"Wow, that's great. Uncle, are Americans really good at fighting?"

"They, hum~~~Young man, you don't know, Americans are most afraid of death, what do they use to play

meaning? Let’s take a look at what our volunteer army is using. We have seized weapons from the Americans. That guy is really

Well, if this kind of weapon was in the hands of us Chinese, we would have driven the Americans into the sea long ago! ...Yo,

Young man, what are you doing in Guizhou? ”

"travel!"

"Ah, travel, good, good, where are you going to go for fun?"

"Huangguoshu, uncle!"

"Oh, our car just happened to pass by Huangguoshu!"

“…”

Beep, beep, beep, ...

A group of black donkeys were braying and walking in the middle of the road without any order, blocking the way for cars.

The driver leaned his neck out of the window and angrily shouted at the donkey driver: "Hey, what are you doing?

Get the donkey away quickly! ”

"Drive, drive," the driver and passengers grumbled as the donkey driver drove the disobedient donkey.

The donkey stretched its long neck towards the people in the cart and yelled in a very annoying way: "Woo--

Oh, uh-ah,"

"Hey," I joked to the old flight attendant, "Guizhou's donkeys are very famous!"

"Oh," the old flight attendant said, "It's just a little donkey. What's so strange about it?

Why don’t you see anything special? ”

"Uncle, there is an idiom related to the donkey in Guizhou: The donkey in Guizhou has run out of tricks!"

"Oooooh, ahhh,"

A little donkey suddenly dodged the donkey driver's whip and jumped to the side of the car, humming and humming, with pitiful eyes.

The driver looked at the people eagerly, holding the steering wheel with one hand and patting the donkey's head with the other hand: "Get out of here,

What a nasty guy! ”

"Hey," the old attendant muttered as he looked at the black donkeys running all over the road, "These days,

I don't know what kind of wind blew, but the villages on both sides of the road were full of donkeys. "The old steward pointed to the roadside.

Donkey drivers: "These donkey dealers get little donkeys from the village, drive them to other provinces, and sell them at high prices! I heard that they make a lot of money.

A lot of money. ”

"Oh," I laughed, "Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground. Donkey meat is popular now, so donkey

The supply is tight, so the price is of course high! ”

The car suddenly made a strange scream, and a puff of black smoke came out, and it collapsed on the side of the road.

The driver could not move at all: "Damn it, this unlucky star," he cursed the black donkey viciously.

Without jumping out of the car, he bent down and looked at the chassis: "It's over, it's broken again! Oh,"

The driver got under the car and started to repair it, cursing. People got out of the car in twos and threes, or bought some water.

Drink, or find a place to relieve yourself. I also jumped out of the car and found a mountain village nearby, so I wanted to go in and pick some

Feng Wensu, just as he reached the entrance of the village, a tattered, cracked wooden sign suddenly appeared before his eyes, with the words

There are mad dogs in the village. Outsiders are not allowed to enter. No one will be bitten.

Responsible!

"What kind of logic is this?" I muttered to myself as I walked into the village unconvinced: "Humph, Ming

Knowing there is a dog in the village, I would go to the dog village! ”

The village was strangely quiet, even eerie. From time to time, there were the sounds of roosters crowing and pigs humming.

With a hum, I picked up my camera, pointed it at the farmhouses and clicked the shutter.

"Ouch," the tattered girl who was chasing the car and two other women unexpectedly appeared in front of the camera.

They also noticed me, screamed "Ouch" and fled into the alley in panic. The other two older

The woman stood there blankly, and when she saw me coming, she smiled foolishly: "Hehe, hehe,

"Big sister," I put down the camera and walked towards the woman: "Hello!"

Before she finished her words, the two women laughed again, suddenly turned around, and disappeared into the alley.

There were big puddings on their buttocks that were a different color from their pants.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh,"

A group of children in tattered clothes and bare legs ran out of the alley, chattering and seeing me from afar, they all

He stopped and stared at me alertly. I walked over with a smile on my face and took out a handful of candy.

"Little boy, please have some candy!"

"No, no," the children retreated with indifference and hostility. Not a single child

Ken held out his hand and accepted my candy: "No, no!"

"What are you doing?" I was about to take some photos of the cute children when suddenly there was a commotion behind me.

And there was a terrible roar: "Catch this flower thief!"

"Ah, you guys," I turned around and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. I saw the alley was full of people holding

The villagers with shovels and pickaxes stared at me with angry eyes and rushed towards me step by step: "You flower thief! Look!

Where are you running! ”

"This, this," I was surrounded by villagers, my travel bag was confiscated, and my camera was also seized.

The candy in my hand became the ironclad evidence of my crime. I repeatedly explained: "My fellow villager, I am not a flower thief! I am

I was a tourist and entered Guizhai out of curiosity. I just wanted to take some photos and I didn’t have any bad intentions! ”

"Stop talking nonsense," an old man who looked like the village chief shouted at me, "We have been paying attention to you for a long time.

You ignored the warnings of the police and broke into the village without permission. Just now, you beat up several women.

Wrong idea,"

"Hey, hey," I said with a wry smile, "Uncle, I misunderstood you, totally misunderstood you!"

The villagers didn't think it was a misunderstanding, and they firmly believed that I was a "flower thief" who kidnapped children!

If the old flight attendant and the kind passengers had not arrived in time, I would have been beaten to a pulp by the angry villagers.

Blood was flowing and teeth were everywhere. The old village chief complained to the old flight attendant: "In recent months, the village has

There are always shames here, either the young wife is abducted by human traffickers, or the child is taken away by flower thieves.

Five or six beautiful girls and two small children have been lost. The method used by the flower thief is to first

The child ate the candy, and once the child ate it, he became confused. The flower thief patted the child's shoulder and told the child where to go.

Go, go wherever the child wants! ”

No matter how the old flight attendant and the passengers tried to defend me, the villagers just wouldn't let me go.

The flight attendant wanted to ask the local police station to resolve the matter, but the old village chief flatly refused and solemnly announced:

The old flight attendant and the passengers were unwelcome people. If they knew what was good for them, they would get out of the village immediately. As for me,

You will be given a fair trial by the counterfeiters. As to whether you are a flower thief or not, they will make their own judgment.

After the old flight attendant and passengers were driven out of the village, the quiet village suddenly became lively.

The corn was pushed to the yard, in the middle of which stood a large iron pot filled with water, with a rack underneath.

I was so frightened that I trembled all over: what is the so-called justice of the villagers? Is it to throw me into the

In a pot of hot water, boil it into broth?

The courtyard was filled with villagers, pointing at me and saying something.

Say a good word about me, and don't even expect anyone to defend me.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of gongs clanging came from the tall grain piles, and a group of men in strange costumes and wearing masks that looked terrifying came to the crowd.

He came into the yard with a knife in his hand, humming and groaning, and walked to my side.

In front of me, they danced in protest: "Uh-huh, huh-huh, huh-huh,"

A large water buffalo was led into the yard by the villagers and tied to a stake. The buffalo wailed pitifully.

The round bull's eyes stared at me blankly, and that expression seemed to say: You have committed a serious crime, but I have to die with you.

snort!

As the sky gradually darkened, the village became more and more lively, and countless fires lit up on the undulating hillsides.

The stars, accompanied by noisy voices, slowly gathered towards the yard. The gong sounded louder and louder, as if

The requiem of the song made me tremble with fear.

Moo——, the big buffalo was tied up by the crowd, lying on the ground pitifully, stretching its neck, desperate.

The ground was wailing.

"Listen carefully," a young woman in ethnic costume walked towards the buffalo holding a sharp knife, the tip of the knife mercilessly pointing at the buffalo.

Nodding his head, he said, "Damn you, listen carefully, you never listen. When I tell you to lie on the ground, you always steal.

lazy,……"

The young woman listed the sins of the big buffalo in a harsh voice. When she got excited, she stretched out her arm and slashed.

The spear pierced the buffalo's neck mercilessly. The buffalo let out a shrill scream and immediately bled profusely. My spine went straight

Mao Lengfeng: What a capable girl! It’s the first time I’ve seen a woman killing a cow! Looking at the blood dripping from the young woman's hand

I was secretly trembling when I saw the sharp knife: in a moment, this sharp knife will pierce into my neck!

"Hey-oh, hey-oh, hey-oh,"

Everyone worked together to throw the dead buffalo into the bonfire, and the blaze rose up.

The flames lit up the sky above the courtyard. The gray buffalo was soon burned to a dark black color, and the crowd dragged the buffalo out.

The fire started to scrape the charred hide, and then threw it into the bonfire again. There was a sharp crackling sound in the fire.

The evening breeze blew past, bringing with it the pungent smell of burnt meat.

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