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Chapter 280 Wanderer

Seeing that we were about to reach the top of the mountain, but the highest part of the mountain was blocked by a huge boulder, and the locals had no intention of going up to the highest peak, so the dirt road was slightly spared, and we went down the mountain from the other side.

A bit like the snow-capped mountains in Tibet.

Most of the roads on their side are also like this. After all, in their legends, mortals will be rewarded if they climb to the highest point of the sacred mountain, so all the roads around the mountain, the highest point is also some distance from the top of the mountain.

Some are a few meters high, and some are tens of meters high.

This mountain is okay, this boulder is firmly fixed on the mountain, as if it is rooted in the ground.

Chen Xing found a foothold by rock climbing and climbed up directly.

On the top of the mountain, the 360-degree field of vision is widened.

Looking straight at the opposite mountain, the clouds and smoke surround the green mountains and green waters, and the houses under the mountain are also blocked by the mist on his side. Looking at the looming, there is a perspective of looking at the mortal world from the sky.

Thinking of this, Chen Xing immediately knew what picture he wanted.

Secure the camera and get ready to take pictures.

Although the temperature is high now, the mountain is still very cool. After taking a few photos, Chen Xing heard the sound of water flowing in the distance. After following the past, he realized that there is actually a small mountain spring on the mountain.

It should be that the surrounding mist condenses on this stone, and then gradually gathers and drips into the pool below, or there is groundwater under the mountain itself, anyway, it looks very clean.

The instructors in the mountaineering training camp said that if it is not necessary, do not drink outdoor water.

But first, Chen Xing was not afraid of raw water outdoors.

Second, he drank so much spring water and well water when he was a child. Chen Xing's father even went to the nearby mountain to pack several buckets and brought them back. How come it has become unclean in modern times?It doesn't make sense.

Third, he is thirsty.

After climbing the mountain for so long, I didn't bring anything to eat, and my mouth was still dry.

So Chen Xing was very pleasantly surprised, and quickly jumped off the big rock to the side of the spring.

When I got closer, I realized that the water here gushed out from the ground, and the amount of water was relatively large. The overflowing water flowed down the mountain along the lush grassland, nourishing the plants and animals on the mountain.

It's been a long time since I saw such clean, natural water. Chen Xing lowered his head and wanted to drink some with his hands.

But before he could do anything, someone yelled, "Hey! You boy!"

A voice came from a dark hole, and then Aunt Zhang came out of that hole. She was wearing a piece of cloth on her head and holding a steamed bun in her hand. This is probably her lunch?

Or afternoon tea?

Anyway, it's still early for dinner.

Seeing that it was her, Chen Xing said with a smile, "Aunt Zhang, we meet again. What are you doing?"

"Eat, I live here."

"You live here?" Chen Xing asked dumbfounded, "Didn't you build a house under the mountain? It's pretty nice, why do you live in a cave?"

If the living experience of a general house in the country is calculated by 10, the castle that Aunt Zhang built by herself over the years looks a bit strange, but it is large in scale and has all kinds of rooms with complete functions. It can be called a villa, but how could she live in it? Inside the cave?
You can build a log cabin casually, at least there will be no air leakage when you live in it.Besides, the environment in Jiangxi has high humidity, and the humidity in the natural caves on the mountain is even higher. Will you not get sick if you live here all year round?

"It hasn't been fixed yet." She bit the steamed bun and said.

It is estimated that he had been working all the time before, and now he stopped to rest when the sun was too high, so a piece of cloth was tied on his head to absorb sweat.

It's amazing to be so energetic at such an age.

Chen Xing looked inside the cave and said, "Can I go inside and have a look?"

"Of course, as long as you want, the world is huge, and you can go wherever you want."

"You are really free and easy."

Chen Xing used his mobile phone to illuminate the road and went in to take a look. The walls inside the cave were indeed very wet, but the place where the aunt lived was separated by wooden boards from the surrounding walls. An iron frame single bed was placed on top of the wooden boards. There are all kinds of high-quality bedding.

There is even a table, on which there are some kimchi jars, old godmothers, books, desk lamps, and small batteries... Everything else is okay. The book is still in Russian, which makes Chen Xing I was so surprised that I couldn't close my mouth.

Niubi!

I'm superficial, Chen Xing thought that Auntie was just an ordinary homeless person, but since she can understand Russian, she knew that she was really not an ordinary person.

Regardless of the fact that the place of residence itself is not very good, Chen Xing is actually a little envious of Auntie.

She took the bowl, scooped water from the spring pool outside, and said, "If you don't mind drinking from the bowl, I bought a set of bowls, and I haven't used the second one until now."

Chen Xing sat on a padded stone pier and asked, "Auntie, can you speak Russian?"

"Students of your generation learn English in elementary school, but when I was a child, the teachers in the school taught Russian. So, if you see people as old as me, it is normal for them to speak Russian. .”

"Yes... is it?"

"Correct."

To be honest, after traveling for so long, Chen Xing was the first time he met a Chinese who could speak Russian.

Still a homeless aunt.

Chen Xing drank the water.

The mountain spring water really has an inexplicable sweetness, not like the sweetness of white sugar, but a sweet and refreshing feeling after swallowing it.

Aunt Zhang said: "This water is the best for making tea, but it's a pity that I can't boil water here."

"It's okay, it's delicious."

By now, Chen Xing was already curious about her origin.

What is Auntie Zhang's name, where did she come from, what did she do before, and does she have any family members?Did her family treat her badly?So much so that a decades-old intellectual woman ran away from home?
But after Chen Xing chatted with her for a long time, he realized that everything he thought before was wrong.

Although Chen Xing still doesn't know the specific information, Aunt Zhang didn't say anything, but Chen Xing knows that she is now 54 years old, and after retiring at 45 years old, she left all the money she saved to her two daughters, and put down all modern things by herself. runaway.

irresponsible?

No, she had already supported her two daughters, both of whom were married, and gave them all her savings before she ran away from home, so that the married daughters could have a better life.And her husband has been dead for nearly 30 years.

She's not sick, she's not crazy, she just loves freedom.

Maybe just like the sister Su that Chen Xing first met, she had lived a repressed life with husband and son for too long before she thought about living the life she wanted, but it was just more extreme.

Is wandering a dream?

To be honest, many people may not be able to accept it, but there are indeed quite a few groups who like this feeling of wandering.

There are such grandma masters in the beep station.

She came to the south from the north, traveled to many places, and finally decided to live in this small village.

Speaking of this, Aunt Zhang suddenly smiled and said: "People in this village call me crazy and dare not approach me, but in fact, everyone is very nice and often sends me something. They sent it."

Chen Xing was really touched.

Her way of traveling is different from Chen Xing's, maybe this is the difference between poor travel and rich travel.

Although he still can't achieve their so-called travel concept of letting the body suffer and release the spirit, he still understands the wandering bloggers in the beep station a little bit.

With the consent of Aunt Zhang, Chen Xing took a group photo with her, and then wrote her story in the honeycomb's travel notes.Because Aunt Zhang has decided to live here for a long time, she is not afraid of being known by her daughters.

I just posted a paragraph, and I was about to take a sip of spring water and edit the second paragraph immediately, and finish writing this story before going down the mountain.

But when Chen Xing saw a message, his blood pressure immediately soared.

Some people said that Aunt Zhang was too ugly, and that people from this province were mentally ill. Chen Xing's ability to know such a person showed that Chen Xing himself was also a villain.

In just a few words, he personally attacked the two people and blackened the area.

"Fuck!"

Chen Xing was on fire right then.

He knows that some travelers with little money look down on some homeless people, thinking that traveling while homeless is like begging for a living.But Chen Xing never thought that someone would have such a strong malice towards such a spirit.

Be sick, how people travel is none of your business.

As soon as Chen Xing typed a few words, Aunt Zhang pressed Chen Xing's hand and shook her head.

"Relax, when you reply to him, you have already been influenced by him, he is just a stranger you have never seen before, and you will never see again."

(End of this chapter)