Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

After saying goodbye to my fellow villagers, I went directly to Dazhu's house. I saw his two younger brothers and sisters were busy picking beans. Zhu's wife was not lazy either. She was grinding beans, apparently she was going to make tofu.

It was Sunday and everyone was busy with their own things.

When they saw me appear, everyone put down what they were doing and gathered around me.

"Brother Xiaoliu, what's going on? If your car hadn't been parked here, we would have almost thought you were gone."

I smiled and said, "I just talked to your brother for a few words and came here just now."

Then, I turned to Zhu Zhumei and said, "Would you like to consider it? Would you like to come with me?"

"So many years have passed, I've had enough, I want to go to a new place, raise my children, and when my parents get old, I will go back to be with them, what do you think?"

I nodded: "No problem." After some simple preparations, we set off.

I have sold one of my buildings in Sun City, and I used to live in another one, but I moved out temporarily to help her escape a wedding. This remote house is perfect for them and their daughter.

I gave them the keys to the villa and the money for the property. In addition, I also gave Sister Zhuzi one million of my own property.

In the following days, I accompanied them to get familiar with their new life, taught Sister Zhuzi how to use her mobile phone, how to watch TV, and how to deal with the children's school affairs. So we spent ten fun days, and then I left reluctantly.

The reason I wanted to leave was because I saw the touching scene of Li Xue getting married to Long Aodao.

The two appeared hand in hand, the handsome man and beautiful woman attracted countless flashes of light, and Long Aodao couldn't help but excitedly announce the good news.

As a result, the feelings between the two people quickly fermented on the Internet, and netizens dug out the touching story of Long Aodao waiting for Li Xue for three years. That love moved the entire city.

This city gave me a lot of pressure, I couldn't stay here any longer. After bidding farewell to Zhuling and Tangtang, I resolutely got on the bus and headed to the next destination - Shancheng, a place that ordinary people could not imagine.

This is a remote place that has not been affected by modern civilization and still retains its primitive and simple life.

I have made up my mind not to contact the outside world. I didn't even bring a mobile phone with me because there is no electricity here, so the signal is very weak.

Compared with the bustling Chenjia Village, this village seems more quaint and lonely, but I like this desolation and this simple life very much, although I don’t know whether the locals will accept this outsider.

Last time, I drove an SUV, this time, I decided to walk. He only carried some food and started his journey.

I invested all the money I cheated from Long Hai in a store I came across by chance.

From initially selling traditional embroidery products, it has now developed into an enterprise mainly engaged in the production and sales of intangible cultural heritage products.

I spent all my money on it, not because I wanted the book to do better or bring me more profit, but because I admire these artists who persist in creating art.

I am deeply impressed by the handicrafts they displayed. I think we should not forget this excellent craftsmanship, but let more people appreciate its charm.

However, with the rapid development of modern technology, this kind of purely handmade products have not been accepted by the general public, and the market they occupy is very limited. Therefore, it is not easy to expand their marketing channels.

Even if it was a tiny amount of money, I would agree without hesitation, because I wanted to see what Long Hai would look like when he saw that a profit of $100 million would turn into a bubble.

I couldn't help but laugh. I didn't regret anything I had done. The only thing that made me regretful was that I couldn't even keep the woman I loved the most. I was a poor guy, so I should just find a quiet place and wait for death quietly.

This winding mountain road is like a tangled mess in my heart.

On the way, I met an acquaintance, an old man driving a cart, whom I had helped before.

But compared to three years ago, he looked older and seemed to have experienced too many things.

When he saw me, he stopped, looked at me, and then got out of the car.

He bowed respectfully to me and said, "It is a real honor to see you again, sir."

I said, "I am also glad to be reunited with you."

He smiled and asked, "What brings you here this time? If there is anything I can help you with, please let me know. I often travel here and I am very familiar with the villagers here."

At this moment, I suddenly understood, as if God had pointed out the direction for me and let me find a guide in my confusion. Just when I was racking my brains to figure out how to gain a foothold in this remote place, this kind old man suddenly appeared.

I told him my plan without hiding anything. He thought about it and gave me some advice.

"If it were someone else, it would be almost impossible to live in this mountain for a long time, but you are an exception, so I must help you. Come in quickly!

You'll be safe with me." The old man's face was full of confidence, and I jumped on the carriage, waiting for his help.

The old man's car was filled with ten large bags filled with scarce items such as salt. Although Shancheng was able to produce its own salt, the harsh climate and environment as well as the underdeveloped collection process often resulted in a shortage of salt.

Therefore, the old man would buy truckloads of salt from outside almost every three months, and deliver them to the mountain city regardless of whether it was raining or windy. It took three days and three nights to go back and forth, and he would only get 100 yuan, which was a considerable income.

For most people, this hundred yuan may be just a day's wages, but considering the prices here, it is a lot of money.

After walking for another half a day, the carriage slowly drove to the foot of the mountain. The peach blossoms were still there, but it was no longer spring, but summer with full fruits. The red peaches on the trees made people drool just by looking at them.

I looked at the old man and asked him if he wanted to have a bite.

The old man was shocked when he heard it and shook his head quickly: "No! Eating this peach will give you diarrhea, don't drink it!"

I have heard that peach can help with diarrhea, but that is only for people with weak spleen and stomach. I mustered up the courage to joke with him: "Uncle, I am in good health. I will pick some to taste first. Please wait!"

When the old man saw me trying to pick the peaches, he trembled all over and quickly pulled my arm and said, "Sir, don't be impulsive. There's something strange about these peaches. Don't eat them!"

I was startled and stopped immediately, asking in confusion: "This... this peach doesn't seem to have any problem, could it have been sprayed with pesticides?"

"That's not the case. People in Shancheng have never used any pesticides. But the origin of this peach is somewhat special. If you insist on eating it, I won't stop you."

He spoke eloquently, telling the origin of the peach. Before that, its color was green, red, and bright. After singing a song, he felt like he was poured with a basin of cold water in the hot summer.

"Alas, such good peaches are wasted like this!" I sighed, looked at the peach tree reluctantly, shook my head helplessly, and returned to my car.

The carriage was loaded with hundreds of kilograms of things and could not move at all. I was not in a hurry, so I just sat in my pocket and followed the old man forward. It is said that the old man also has a small courtyard in this city.

After he settled down in the city, he had to eat and sleep there every day, unload goods every day, and then take the local specialties to sell for money the next day.

With this yard, life will be much more convenient in the future. The old man generously invited me to live in his yard for a while, saying that he was old and might not be able to go out often. When the time comes, I will take over his position, and he will take me to mix with the residents of the mountain city.

If you don't want to communicate with others, you can live quietly in your own yard, close to mountains and rivers. There are fields in the mountains and you can fill your stomach by growing some crops. It is also not far from the mountain city.

The place where they live is not in the center of the mountain city, but on the outskirts of the city. There are only a few simple wooden houses. Although they can shelter from wind and rain, they are still easily frozen in winter.

However, people in the mountain city also have their own way. They will put some hay on the roof and build a kang, so that they can survive the winter.

I feel quite content in such an empty house with so little furniture, and I have plenty of time now, and I don't know what to do with it.

When the old man came back, he tied a red cloth strip on a big tree. It is said that if anyone can see the red cloth strip, they can go to the old man to exchange it for salt.

Sure enough, we had just finished lunch when several villagers came over with salt shakers.

Here, most trade is based on money, and only rarely will there be barter. However, even if they barter, they will bring some local specialties with good quality and high market value.

The old man introduced himself to everyone and said that he only had one apprentice, and when he was over seventy years old and could no longer walk along the mountain path, I would take over the management of the mountain path for him.

They looked me up and down, asking me questions like they were writing a family tree. I realized they were examining my background, so I made up some real stories.

Over the years, I have met all kinds of people, learned all kinds of skills, and also learned a lot of tricks to deceive people.