The leisurely life of rebirth.

Although the hillside was steep and almost fifty degrees, it did not hinder the speed of the two of them.The small rocks under the feet rolled down, jumped down the path, and disappeared in an instant.Li Qingjie climbed up to the top of the mountain with hands and feet grasping the withered and yellow weeds beside the mountain road.

The last few steps were dragged up by He Junyao. When he reached the top of the mountain, Li Qingjie sat down on the ground, sweating, and raised his arms to wipe it off.

"How about it, can you still stand it?" He Junyao asked while sitting on the ground.

"Hehe...it's okay." Li Qingjie scratched his head and said embarrassedly. The gap was too great. It seemed that his breath was stable, his face was not red, and he was not panting.

"Okay, let's rest for a while, we have already walked half of the way. If ordinary people walk for a day or two!" He Junyao said calmly, "Eat something and drink some water first, and try to catch up when it gets dark." arrive."[

He Junyao took out the dry food and water from the backpack behind him. Looking at the rolling mountains, Li Qingjie is not pretentious now, just pick it up and eat it.

He Junyao is condescending, but he sees the mountains meandering away, the mountains are undulating in the earthy yellow layers, the hills are stacked, and the mountains are endless. , twists and turns, and detours, the reddish-brown pine trees give this bare mountain range a touch of bright color.In the distance, there is a ribbon-shaped, thin white waterfall flowing into satin, but no sound is heard. When the mountain wind blows, the water satin flutters with the wind, twisting and closing.Between the mountains, a faint mist is shrouded, floating around leisurely in the mountains.

Surrounded by mountains, wisps of cooking smoke dance with the wind in a valley not far away, in the hazy mountain mist.You can vaguely see a lot of mud houses and wooden houses scattered in the valley.

A mountain stream meanders through the valley, and there seems to be no road in the village, all paths are paved with gravel.The whole valley is surrounded by withered and yellow forests, and the reclaimed terraced fields are neatly adjacent to each other.

"Let's go!" He Junyao stood up.Pat the dust off your ass.After resting for a while, and replenishing some energy, Li Qingjie feels much better now.Compared with He Junyao.That gap is not a tiny bit.After all, how can other people's regular army compare.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain, but difficult to go down the mountain.For the two of them, there was no problem at all. Along the way, the two of them drove up the small path with one foot high and one foot low towards the mountain.Go down to the bottom of the mountain, then climb the mountain, and then go down to the bottom of the mountain.It's finally here.

It was already evening.The sun is setting.Not far ahead, a little girl with a bamboo basket on her back was walking up the mountain from a bend in the mountain road.

Finally, I have met a living person who can ask for directions!Li Qingjie cheered in his heart, quickened his pace and approached the little girl.

The little girl is not tall and has a thin body, estimated to be just over 1.6 meters.Wearing a suit of army green clothes that have been washed whitishly.There are blue-gray patches on the elbows, obviously this is not her clothes, it should be made smaller by adults.Inside is a coarse cotton coat, and a pair of straw sandals on the feet. The toes obviously have chilblains, and there are pus and blood lying on them.

Her slender waist seems to be blown away by the wind at any time, making her green breasts slightly bulge, and behind her is a big bamboo-backed beetle that does not match her figure, which is full of betels that look like just Picked wild vegetables and herbs that show tender shoots.Her complexion is fair.It looked very much like the freshly peeled white tender gourd seeds, but Li Qingjie felt that it was a kind of paleness caused by long-term malnutrition, which gave people a charming and charming charm that I found pitiful.

"Hello, little girl, is Yongfeng Village ahead?" Li Qingjie stepped forward, pointing at the curling smoke in front of him.Looking at the little girl opposite with a sunny smile, he asked consciously.The cold-faced Yan Jun behind him, don't scare the little girl. When she saw Li Qingjie, the little girl was not as flustered as he imagined. She wiped her hands on her clothes, and her big bright and clear eyes were like deep pools. It made people a little dizzy, she smiled and nodded to them, a shyness flashed in her eyes.But it was like a spring breeze caressing his face, making Li Qingjie feel that the whole world seemed to brighten up.

Tingting is [-] or [-] years old, and the cardamom is on the tip of the head. At the beginning of February, looking at this pure girl like a lotus, Li Qingjie felt that his heart was empty, without the slightest intention of defilement. Only in China can we see each other.

"Yes, are you from outside the mountains? What are you doing in our village?" The little girl was not timid at all, looking at the two of them with a sweet smile.

"Your father is Qiu Qingyuan!" He Junyao glanced at her and asked with certainty.

"Ah! It's really similar. They say that a daughter looks like a father. It's not bad." Li Qingjie touched his chin, looked carefully, and then said in surprise, then looked at He Junyao and said, "You still have sharp eyes."

He Junyao slandered in his heart, it was you who was fascinated by the little girl's smile, a worthless guy.

"Ah! You know my father." The little girl looked at the two tall men and asked shyly.

"I'm your father's comrade-in-arms. My name is Li Qingjie, and his name is Dajun." Li Qingjie said kindly, half-bent, looking at her.

"Let's go! Take us to see your father." He Junyao said lightly. [

"En! Good!" The little girl knew that the person was looking for her father, so she turned around and went down the mountain. Her legs and feet were quicker than Li Qingjie's.

"Give me the basket!" He Junyao stretched out his hand.

Qiu Lian hurriedly shook her head, "No, I can recite it, let's go!"

I heard the little girl say yes!Li Qingjie breathed a sigh of relief, proving that he was still alive.On the way, Li Qingjie also inquired about the little girl's name, Qiu Lian.Regardless of how close they were to home, they entered the village when the sky gradually darkened.The village is not big. At a glance, there should be hundreds of households, scattered in a valley. If it is spring and summer, it should be considered beautiful and picturesque.I met almost no one along the way, and the village was quiet only to hear the barking of livestock and the barking of dogs.

"It's not dark yet! Why is there no one there?" Li Qingjie asked curiously.

Qiu Lian, who was walking in front, said softly, "Everyone in the village is asleep."

"Sleeping?" Li Qingjie seemed to understand suddenly, and remained silent.Here is remote, impoverished and lives a day of work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

He Junyao glanced at him and said nothing?Along the way, no telegraph poles were found, obviously the village has not been connected to electricity yet!

"This is my home, Dad, I'm back." Qiu Lian took off the pannier on her body and shouted into the house.

A muffled voice came from the room, "Lian'er is back, come in quickly! It's cold outside, be careful not to freeze."

While there was still some light, He Junyao saw some dilapidated farm houses.The two adobe houses are built with sandalwood and zither, the top is thatched grass, there is no glass on the roof, and the paper is all pasted, which has turned yellow and black.This house is also in the 70s.There should be gardens in front of and behind the houses, mainly to grow some vegetables. There are no people in the countryside to buy vegetables on the street, and they rely on the gardens to supply vegetables. The surroundings should be made of sticks (fences), mainly to prevent livestock from entering.

Qiu Lian lit a kerosene lamp, which was made by Ostrich brand ink bottle. A hole was poked in the black lid, and two wicks made of cotton thread rubbed with broken cotton wadding came out from inside.Under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, He Junyao and Li Qingjie stood at the door and saw the situation inside when they entered the house. The inside was clean and tidy.The solid loess ground is like the surface of the moon, full of pits and hollows, without a trace of soil.

Behind the door is a large water tank, and next to the water tank is a rural earthen stove, which now functions as a living room and kitchen.In the corner stood a small square table, a wooden pier, and some agricultural tools, such as hoes, plowshares, and sickles for farming.The one on the right should be the bedroom. The curtains are made of chasing unknown wild beans, which are round, smooth and translucent.

"Father, we have guests at our house." Qiu Lian continued to raise her voice and shouted, this is how you can see the boldness and loud voice of the northerners.

"Oh! Is it you, Second Uncle Qiu, who is here? You're bothering me again." The voice of the person in the back room had a hint of resentment, more self-blame.

"No, dad is not Uncle Qiu, they claim to be your comrades in arms." Qiu Lian opened the curtain and went in.

"Lian'er, who are you talking about? Comrades." He asked in disbelief, why did they come here.

Qiu Lian put the kerosene lamp on the edge of the kang, and He Junyao and Li Qingjie, who followed in, clearly saw a big man lying on the kang with dry, gray hair and pale face, and his dark eyes were shining with kindness. The girl next to her.And seeing the brilliance they burst out makes people feel full of aura.

He Junyao was really afraid of seeing a pair of eyes with a heart as gray and silent. They were looking forward to life, and they were just living and waiting to die.

"Company commander, Li Laosan, why are you here?" Qiu Qingyuan looked at the man who fell from the sky and couldn't believe it.She tilted her head and shouted at Qiu Lian: "Hurry up, Lian'er pour water."

"Company commander, Li Laosan, please sit down on the kang." Qiu Qingyuan said excitedly, pointing to the edge of the kang with his dry arms.

Apparently his upper body was naked and naked, Li Qingjie grabbed his hand and comforted him, "Don't move, you'd better lie down and don't move, let's sit." [

Taking advantage of the dim light, He Junyao glanced at the room. It was a little different from the outside. There was only one thing that could be called furniture, a camphor wood box, and half of the top surface was broken.Layers of newspapers were pasted on the walls of the entire room.There is no peculiar smell on the kang. As the saying goes: A filial son in front of the bed for a long time, it seems that this is the credit of the little girl who is cooking outside.

"Mom! Why did you come back today?" Qiu Lian who was boiling water outside stood up, and the firewood in the stove brightened the outside room. (to be continued)