Aunt Zhang once told me that the communication facilities here are very poor, and it is normal to have no signal, but since I entered the mountain, I have been observing my mobile phone signal, although it is very weak, but there has always been one or two bars, only when I pass through the tunnel, there is no service.
Now I'm standing on the side of the winding road, and I'm hitchhiking.
Ahead was still a winding road that led deeper into the mountains, and on my right hand was a small dirt road downhill, and looking ahead along the small dirt road, there was a small village built into the col in the distance.
If Xiaoxue didn't lie to me, then I would be able to meet her right away.
At this time, an old lady on crutches carried a large basket on her back, and staggered along the road towards me, I walked up and called grandma, her ears were very back, I had to shout twice, and then asked her if this was Potou Village.
The old grandmother said in a thick dialect, "Ichi-jie-ha." ” I guess what she said was, "It's this." ” Because the communication with this old lady behind the ear was too smooth, I decided to go to the village first, find a younger villager and ask, I can know where the family that adopted Xiaoxue is, before this Aunt Zhang has already told me the name of the person, that person is called Lao Potou, so such a small village must be able to know casually.
It is said that Lao Potou was originally an orphan, and he had no name or surname, so he used the name of the village as his own name.
I trotted all the way down the dirt road, feeling very complicated, scared, and excited.
When I came to the village, I found that the doors of every house were closed, most of the houses made of stone were low and dilapidated, and there were sparrows on the messy firewood outside the door.
Looking further away, I saw the old lady with a basket on her back wandering around the courtyard of a dilapidated house without a gate on crutches.
I was stunned, my legs trembling, and I wondered if it was because the mountain breeze was too cold.
I wrapped my neck vigorously and covered half of my face, feeling that it would be warmer and safer.
The old lady was not as fast as I was, she could not have been at the intersection just now, and then she was back home, and I didn't see her overtake me on the way.
Also, why did she keep carrying the basket on her back and looking heavy, and it was covered with a red cloth If you really bump into a ghost in such a remote mountain village, then it will really be called the heaven and the earth.
At this time, the old lady turned her head to look at me, and the pores of my body suddenly opened, and the cold wind poured directly into it, this scene was too terrifying.
I just stood there and looked at the old lady, and she turned her head away from me, and after a while she carried the basket into the house, and I was a little relieved.
After taking two steps forward, I found that there was another path from the village to the winding road, which was closer than the small dirt road I had just walked, and I felt a little more steady, thinking that the old lady must have taken a shortcut to come back, so she was faster than me.
I shifted my steps and kept walking.
Occasionally, you can smell some big droppings, and you can see one or two domestic chickens wandering around certain homes.
On the side of the door of some people's houses, there are vertical baskets and hoes for farm work.
The handles of these tools are smooth, and there is no rust on the hoes, so the possibility of this being one is ruled out.
I took out my phone and started calling Xiaoxue, but I still couldn't get through.
But I'm in the village she said now, how can I use my phone and hers can't Finally, I saw a house with a smoke and an open door, and I walked in.
On the side of the gate, the gatehouse on the west side was the kitchen, and as I walked inside, I asked if there was anyone.
There was a sound of promise in the kitchen, and after a while, a peasant woman wrapped in a coarse cloth apron came out.
"Nickname water," the peasant woman asked.
It should be the phrase "Who are you looking for?"
When I asked her where Lao Potou's family lived, the peasant woman's expression suddenly became nervous.
"Break the head," she asked, "What are you trying to do with him?"
Although she also spoke in dialects, I didn't have much trouble listening, and I told the peasant woman that Lao Potou had not taken in a wolf girl, that is, my friend, and that she had come back to Potou Village about a week ago, saying that Lao Potou was seriously ill, but since then I have not been able to contact my friend, and I was very worried and came back.
The peasant woman wiped her hand on the coarse cloth apron, "He's dead when he's seriously ill."
"He's been dead for years," I'm afraid I heard wrong.
"Yes."
Yes.
I stood there in a daze, Xiaoxue really lied to me.
"Wo to the nickname, that girl is a disaster, don't look for her, or you will be unlucky to get out of luck."
The peasant woman said.
I listened to it with a lot of effort, but I also understood, she said that Xiaoxue was a disaster, and Lao Potou died because of Xiaoxue.
I asked the peasant woman how the old Potou died, and she told me that the old Potou lived alone, and no one knew how he died, and when he found it, the corpse was soft and chirping, and it began to flow, and some people said that he had been dead for at least two weeks, and then the village chief took the lead and buried the old Potou, but no one dared to live in his house, so it was always empty, and it had been so long that when it was hot, the house would still emit a stench.
The peasant woman said that it was because Lao Potou died unjustly, so if his soul did not leave, others could smell the smell of his corpse.
I just said that I didn't know the cause of Lao Potou's death, how could I say that he died unjustly.
The peasant woman told me that Lao Potou was in very good health, and he usually lived alone, but he never got sick all year round, and he insisted on going up the mountain every day to cut firewood, herd sheep, and cut grass.
In short, according to the peasant woman, Lao Potou could live to be more than ninety, but he didn't expect to die suddenly.
It was rumored that Xiaoxue was poisonous, although everyone had left the village, they still killed Lao Potou, saying that she was a wolf girl, because her parents wanted her to feed the wolf, and Lao Potou was kind-hearted, but he picked up a broom star.
I felt very uncomfortable when I heard the peasant woman's words, and then I asked the peasant woman where the old Potou home was.
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She looked uneasy again and asked me what I wanted to do.
I said I just wanted to see it, nothing else.
She told me the location, but advised me not to go, because no one had ever dared to go there.
I didn't believe these rumors in the village, I just wanted to make a trip, so I just went to see it, and let me know what kind of environment Xiaoxue grew up in.
Besides, even if I knew that Xiaoxue had deceived me, she didn't come back to her hometown at all, and I wanted to go back until tomorrow, and there was no car at all at this time tonight.
With a sense of unease and frustration, I came to the outside of the deserted house in Lao Potou. 16:30 t1706231537: