Zhang Wenyuan felt that he had a ridiculous and beautiful dream last night.
In the dream, he was more than 1.9 meters tall, healthy, had a wife and daughter, and had a mysterious small world.
Zhang Wenyuan closed his eyes, reminiscing the pleasant surprise and relaxation in his dream. However, as she thought about it, she frowned. This dream was too clear, and it felt exactly the same as reality.
He suddenly opened his eyes. What he saw above him was not a white square ceiling, but a wooden beam that spanned across two walls.
A light bulb covered in dust was hanging from the beam with a wire. This kind of 40-degree incandescent light bulb, which had long disappeared from the big cities, could only be seen in remote villages.
She raised her hand and touched the ribbon on her forehead. It wasn't a dream. Everything was real.
After calming himself down, he felt his emotions surging again. He sat up and moved to the side of the bed to put on his shoes.
He couldn't help but feel speechless about his previous hobby. A real boorish man liked to wear leather shoes, and he had to polish them until they were black and shiny.
Zhang Wenyuan, who had been sleeping since yesterday afternoon, couldn't care less. His stomach was growling, and he put on his leather shoes that could reflect in the mirror. Pushing open the bedroom door, he strode into the northernmost kitchen.
There was no one in the kitchen, but the pot was steaming. The food must have been prepared long ago.
He opened the pot and saw fist-sized steamed buns on the wooden shelf. Zhang Wenyuan, who had been reincarnated as a hungry ghost, wanted to reach out to take it, but he did not expect his hand to be smoked by the steam that was constantly overflowing.
She left quickly and returned quickly. She put her hand to her mouth and blew on it. She turned around and picked up a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo basket beside the table.
He picked up a steamed bun and placed it in his palm. He did not care if it was hot or not. He tore off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. He swallowed it without chewing. It was similar to Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. After eating it, he probably didn't know what it tasted like.
After eating four steamed buns in a row and an old bowl of corn porridge with potato, Zhang Wenyuan patted his belly and had the time to look at the kitchen furnishings.
The kitchen wasn't small either. It was as big as a bedroom. In the city, where every inch of land was expensive, this was definitely a luxurious plan, but it was most common in the countryside.
There was also a brick bed here, which was located under the wooden window on the west wall. The brick bed was connected to the stove.
This was the most basic kitchen structure in the Guanzhong area. The brick bed connected to the stove was only used in winter. When cooking, the brick bed was also heated, which saved firewood and was warm. Generally, the other three seasons were barren.
Two pots were placed on the stove. This was also a tradition.
The table frame was against the north wall. In one corner was a chopstick basket, and in the other corner was a knife, shovel, spoon, and pot. There were a few nails on the wall above the case, hanging with a filter, a colander, and other commonly used items. There was a bucket and a hot water bottle under the table, and a wooden ladle was inserted into the bucket.
On the east side of the table stood a high-low cabinet, which was covered with a layer of lacquer. The transparent lacquer protected the wood without affecting the natural dark red color of the old red wood. Compared to other bright paint colors, it was more suitable for a smoky kitchen.
High-low cabinets made of pure wood had long been hidden in the history of the city. However, in the countryside, it was a necessary dowry.
At the time of their wedding, due to the haste, they did not have time to prepare this piece of furniture. This was made by Zhang Wenyuan himself during the period of peace after his marriage.
The " low " of the cabinet referred to the place where the bottom could be opened up and down to place the noodles and rice. "High" referred to the place where the dishes and seasonings could be placed.
She looked around the kitchen and saw the washstand leaning against the door. She was embarrassed and realized that she had not washed her face and brushed her teeth.
After scooping a ladle of cold water from the bucket and washing his face, he immediately felt much more awake and energetic. However, he couldn't find a toothbrush or a tooth jar. He could only use the most primitive method to sprinkle some salt on his fingers and wipe his teeth.
He went out to the front yard and became fiercer. He raised his head and was immediately shocked.
The towering mountain stretched out in front of him, and the entire place was green.
This was the Qinling Mountains. It started in Gansu Province in the west and reached the western part of Henan Province in the east. The main body was located in the south-central part of Shaanxi Province. It was the dividing line between the Guanzhong area and the southern part of Shaanxi. It stretches more than 3,000 miles from east to west.
There were many famous mountains in the Qinling Mountains. The precipitous and peculiar Mount Hua, the historical Mount Li, and the beautiful Mount Maiji were all part of it.
The tallest mountain was over 3,700 meters high. It was the highest peak in the eastern half of the continent and was known as the highest peak.
The mountain in front of him was at least 1,000 meters tall. The impact on Zhang Wenyuan, who had been hiding in a small building in the city, could be imagined.
Although he had the concept of the Qinling Mountains in his memory, he did not have the shock of facing it directly.
This place was called Little Valley Village, and it was surrounded by mountains. Standing at the foot of the mountain, he was like a small ant, like an ant trying to shake a tree.
He wondered if the backcountry travelers in the city, who would take photos for a long time when they saw the small mound, would be so shocked that they could stuff an egg into their mouths when they saw such a shocking mountain.
Zhang Wenyuan came back to his senses and breathed in the fresh mountain air that had a hint of soil. His heart was wide open. This natural smell was hundreds of times more comfortable than the so-called oxygen bars in the so-called most suitable residential areas in the city.
Looking at the smoke rising from the sparse roofs, Zhang Wenyuan knew that he never wanted to return to the city with high-rise buildings and dirty air.
The weather in early autumn could not cool down in an instant. According to the long-term experience of the working people, there were still 24 Fire Rats at the end of summer.
The fire rat method was a common saying in the countryside. It meant that the hot weather in early autumn would last for more than 20 days.
Therefore, they could hear the rooster crowing at five o'clock, and the sky would be bright around six o'clock. It was now past seven o'clock, and there were scattered people who had woken up early to work on the terraced fields on the slope. The rising sun dyed everything golden, casting a faint halo on their bodies.
Zhang Wenyuan laughed self-deprecatingly." The one who called Ming just now must be a lazy chicken. He only woke up when the sun came out."”
He stretched his body at the door for a while before he began to size up the courtyard that sat on the west side and east side.
The front yard was flat and neat, and there was a stone roller on the side. It must have been used to flatten it.
In the countryside, especially in a small village deep in the mountains, cement was rare. The door was flattened and could be used to dry the wild vegetables, mushrooms, and other by-products of the mountain. When farming was busy, they could also sun wheat, corn, soybeans, millet, and other main crops.
The front room was divided into three rooms. The southernmost room was the bedroom where Zhang Wenyuan had rested for half a day and a night. The kitchen was in the north, and the hall was in the middle.
Zhang Wenyuan opened the door to the front room, and the sun shone on the empty hall. As the air flowed, the golden light image spread out.
The doors to the bedroom and kitchen were open on the north and south walls. On the south wall of the inner room was an eight-square table made of Zhang Hongchun wood. Other than that, there was nothing else.
At the innermost part of the hall was another door that led to the middle court.
He pulled out the long wooden door bar and stepped into the middle of the courtyard with the creaking sound of the wooden door slowly being pushed open.
The first thing that entered his sight was a laurel tree that could not be hugged with one hand. In his body's memory, this tree was planted by his grandfather when he was building the courtyard. It had been at least fifty years since then.
According to Zhang Wenyuan's understanding of the Huafen tree market in his previous life, such an old laurel tree was worth at least 100,000 to 200,000 yuan.
There was a stone table under the osmanthus tree. On the table, there was a chess score, and there were four stone stools in a circle. Osmanthus trees covered the ground, and the chess table was the best place to chat in the summer.
On the north and south sides were houses that shrank toward the outside. In ancient times, it was called a wing room. The eaves in front of the house were flush with the north and south walls of the two houses. The four houses formed a 150-square-meter courtyard. The ground was covered with criss-crossing patterns.
He pried open the iron buckle on the eaves of the south wing. As soon as he pushed open the door, a musty smell assaulted his face. Clearly, no one had lived here for many years.
There was only a brick bed and a large cabinet in the room. He exited the room and looked in through the window. The north room was decorated the same way.
Stepping on the light spots that shone through the gaps of the osmanthus trees, he arrived at the door of the back room.
Zhang Wenyuan felt that this door should not be hidden in the inner room, but should be placed in the front yard. Because this door looked more dignified and grand.
Perhaps this was the expression of different thoughts in different eras. Nowadays, people tended to leave the good parts in the most eye-catching places, regardless of whether they were beautiful jade or dregs. However, the people of the previous generation who had experienced the barbaric era liked to put on a dull and ordinary coat for the distant and exquisite content.
Different experiences led to different thoughts. They do their best to protect us. In a peaceful era, we show our personality and flaunt it.
The back room was also divided into three rooms.
There were two large cabinets in the south room to store food. The rest of the space was filled with all kinds of farming tools.
The north room looked like a study and a pharmacy, with a three-meter-tall medicine cabinet against the back wall. There was a desk in front of the medicine cabinet. In a corner of the table were a bamboo brush holder, a brush holder, and an inkstone covered in a layer of dust.
The table was quite clean. He pulled open the drawer facing the medicine cabinet and saw a stack of small notebooks and a pencil lying inside.
He picked up the notebook and flipped through it. There were three in total. A Pinyin book, an Arithmetic book, and a small print book. She remembered that it was given to her by Aunt Yaya when she came back last time.
The Pinyin book had the standard Pinyin letters written on it, the Arithmetic book had 1, 2, 3, and 4 written on it, and the small book had the capital 1, 2, 3, and 4 written on it. When she saw this, she couldn't help but smile. Ya Ya must have used this place as a writing desk.
There was also a wooden box under the table, which contained his grandfather's medical books and many years of medical experience. Zhang Wenyuan casually flipped through them for a while. Some were old, while others were written not too long ago.
The only wooden cabinet in the room was under the window on the west wall. The cabinet was next to the wardrobe.
In the middle, there was also an eight-square table near the west wall. On both sides were wooden chairs with arched backs.
On the wall on the table hung a painting of mountains and rivers, with a couplet on both sides. The first couplet: Fu is like the East China Sea flowing water. The second line: Longevity than Nanshan not old pine. It was a very tacky sentence, but it was very popular among the rural people.
During the holidays, the map would be replaced with a family tree. The table was used to place memorial tablets, tributes, candles, and incense stands.
There was a small door next to the back wall that led to the backyard.
After entering the backyard, Zhang Wenyuan thought that he had entered a vegetable garden.
The backyard was surrounded by stone walls made of stone sticks. In the middle was a path that was 70 to 80 centimeters wide. Both sides were divided into small vegetable fields, and all kinds of vegetables were planted neatly.
Lunan was a summer vegetable that loved heat.
The tomatoes had not been taken off the shelves yet. They were covered with fruits of different colors, and there were still small yellow flowers on top.
She found a bright red one and did not wash it. She just wiped it with her hands. In the countryside, there was a saying that one would not get sick if they ate dirty food, so they did as the locals did. Moreover, his vegetable garden was filled with farmyard manure and had never been treated with pesticide. What was there to worry about?
With a light bite, the sweet and sour juice overflowed into his mouth. It was still cold in the morning. It really challenged one's appetite.
After finishing one in two or three bites, he found a big one and looked around while biting.
It was really quite a lot. It was a fist-sized blackish-purple eggplant. The eggplants in the north were mostly round and short, while the eggplants in the south were mostly long.
The flat beans and cowpeas were wrapped around the bamboo poles and hung all over the shelves.
Chili peppers were divided into two types: short, fat, and long. After being picked, the thread-like chili peppers would be strung together and often hung on the wall in front of the door. After it was air-dried, it was stir-fried and crushed to be used as seasoning for cooking. The short chili was directly fried and eaten.
The onions and leeks were neatly arranged. These two kinds of vegetables were grown all year round. After winter, it could be eaten until the next winter. When chives first grew, they looked like winter wheat, so many children in the city would make a fool of themselves when they went to the countryside and mistake wheat for chives.
Lubei was a cold-resistant vegetable.
It was obvious that it had not been planted for long. The radish and cabbage had just sprouted two sprouts. The coriander, spinach, and lettuce were also inedible.
There was also a small piece of land that had been renovated and the surface was pulverized with an iron rake. This piece of land might have already been planted with garlic, or it might be about to be planted.
After walking around for a while, he was really shocked. Although they were all home-cooked dishes, there were more than a dozen of them.
The toilet was in the southeast corner of the courtyard, under the eaves behind the room that stored food and sundries. It was surrounded by wooden boards. Next to the toilet was a shed made of wood and straw. It was a sheep pen. There was even a chicken coop in the pen.
There were no sheep or chickens in the pen. They must have been taken out to be raised.
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