Last autumn, my wife's cousin invited us to a family in the nearby mountains to eat corn. The agreed intersection, seven or eight people, two cars. We got on the bus, ran for about ten kilometers, turned into a ravine, walked for two or three kilometers, arrived at a village, and then walked into the mountains until we came to a ravine where only one family lived. In our local area, such gullies are called small watersheds, which are often contracted to individuals. Individuals grow crops, Chinese herbal medicines, trees, cattle, pigs and deer here, and the income is considerable. The host greeted her from a distance. She is a woman in her forties. Although she is not as fashionable as the city people, she is obviously not as rustic as the villagers. We followed her into the ditch. The first thing I saw was a small reservoir about 100 square meter, with wires, telephone poles and electric lights at the water's edge. There are many fish swimming around in the water with a fishing rod beside them. One of us, a little girl from Sichuan with a flight attendant, happily took her uncle fishing. Further up, it is a deer ring made of red brick cement, and the door is welded with steel bars. But look carefully, there is not a deer, it is empty. Further up, the three brick houses built on the mountain are also empty. Going up again, I saw hazelnuts of different trades on both sides of the path. There were so many hazelnuts that several people picked them and began to eat them as they walked. In the shade of hazelnut, an old hen led a group of chickens to peck. Not far away, I saw a three-bedroom brick house. At the door stood an old lady with two children. The old lady warmly invited us to have a rest in the house.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a corridor in the middle and two bedrooms in the north and south (it is a wing); Further down the corridor, there is a long and narrow kitchen across the whole house. I looked from the kitchen and it was clean. Modern kitchen utensils, such as rice cookers, pressure cookers and induction cookers, are neatly placed on the operation table made of slate. There are refrigerators, drinking fountains, meat grinders and so on. I sat on the kang of Beiwu for a while, which was very clean. There is also a sewing machine against the wall. The hostess of this family is Bai. The old lady is her mother and two children, one is Xiao Baizi's grandson (we call her that) and the other is her brother-in-law's child. According to the hostess, it turned out that she lived here with her husband and later divorced him. She is the only one living here now. Her mother was here to watch her company for the time being, and the two children went back to the village with their brother-in-law and daughter-in-law who came to help temporarily. I can't help being surprised. Aren't NianLia afraid of such a big ravine at night? I didn't see the watchdog when I came. It's really incomprehensible. At this time, the host was busy cooking corn, so I went outside to see the surrounding environment.

When I came outside, I looked around. The mountains in the east were all tall oak trees and walnut trees, all the way to the top. The mountains in the west are all larch and black pine. Corn, soybeans, adzuki beans and other crops are planted in the middle ditch, and a small river flows out of the ditch and gathers in the small water reservoir below. A white plastic water pipe leads water from the ravine to the front and inside of the house. The water is clear and sweet without any pollution. To the south of the house are two garages, one with the door open and a motorcycle parked inside. To the south of the garage is a big barn, where everything is in good order, and there is a place for us to play mahjong or dance. There are also second-hand refrigerators, washing machines and other unused appliances in the warehouse. It is conceivable that the original family was so harmonious and rich; Now that the man is gone, Xiao Baizi is left alone. According to the novel, she also wants to exchange this ravine and then go back to live in a building in the city. The asking price is only 3 million, but until now, no one has bought it. Then I realized that this woman is helpless! Who wants to live alone in this deep mountain? There is not even a speaker during the day. It thunders and thunders when it is windy and rainy at night. It's not scary at all! But you're not here. You haven't lost everything here. I felt sorry for this woman when I remembered it, and I thought, in the future, I will persuade her to raise two big German shepherds to be brave.

It's time for dinner. There is a big round table in the middle of the big kang in the north house, and everyone sits around. The dishes are very rich, and they are all pure green foods: stewed pork ribs with kidney beans, fried pork with green peppers, fried pork with cowpeas, cold cucumber skin-lifting, steamed corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, edamame and so on. The most distinctive dish is scrambled eggs, oily and brown, which really makes people drool. There are also liquor, beer and drinks. It seems that the master has made careful preparations. While eating this rich farmhouse meal, everyone chatted and laughed. I don't think people in these deep mountains have had such a lively scene for a long time. According to the owner, there are ginseng under the forest, artificial wild vegetables and so on in this ravine. It can be seen that the couple developed this small watershed with their own hands! But once rich, men will have a playboy and will be good with other women. What kind of woman has such great charm? Don't want a million dollars. Well, in this era, how did people become like this?

After dinner, we played for a while and were ready to go home. Obviously, Xiao Baizi doesn't want to go. She took out walnuts for us to take back, and picked some hazelnuts and put them in our arms. All the way to the gate of the ditch. The car started, and when I turned around, Xiaobaizi was still standing there watching us from a distance. On the way back, everyone talked about it, admiring the unique flavor of peasant food and sighing the fate of this little white boy. ...