spirits light song

Chapter 91 89, you are the most beautiful star in the night sky
Saying goodbye to Zhu Guangyong, Cao Mengxing went to visit Jiang Yilin deep in the mountains according to the address he put in the deepest part of his wallet half a year ago.

Take a bus from the long-distance bus station in Sichuan and Chongqing, and then go through a transfer to reach the destination.

He has grown so big, and has never seen such a difficult road.

The long-distance bus traveled along the winding and dangerous mountain road for almost half a day before stopping at a remote intersection.

Cao Mengxing got out of the car with some lingering fear, thankful that he arrived safely.

All the way, I was worried about the driver's skills, and I was deeply afraid that he might make a mistake.

It was the first time in his life that he saw the ups and downs and various sharp turns.

Now he finally understood what Li Taibai's situation was when he wrote "The Difficult Road to Shu".

Looking down from the intersection, there is a quiet small mountain village nestled among the mountains.

Smoke from cooking, a small village.

It is isolated from the city, like a peach blossom garden that is uncontested with the world.

Going down the intersection, there is another wave of ups and downs.

Cao Mengxing stumbled twice and struggled to find Jiang Yilin's home.

The unfamiliar dialect and fast words made him unable to understand, and he could only communicate and communicate by writing on a note.

It was almost evening when Cao Mengxing stopped in front of a courtyard door.

The old bricks and wooden doors are more aged than the door of Qinghe Distillery that he saw three years ago, giving him a feeling that he has traveled through time.

He knocked hard on the door, walked into the yard, and asked loudly: Excuse me, is Jiang Yilin there?
A man in his 40s came out. He was not tall, and his thin face revealed doubts: "Which one are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Jiang Yilin."

The man looked at Cao Mengxing suspiciously, and then shouted into the room: Lin Wazai——!Someone is looking for it!
Cao Mengxing felt that he seemed to be singing.

Looking up, it was Jiang Yilin who had been thinking about walking out of the door.

Unprepared, she froze in place.

The two of them just looked at each other, motionless.

All words seem superfluous.

Cao Mengxing looked at her and smiled, and Jiang Yilin laughed too, as if the two were mentally ill, and nothing existed except each other.

Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, probably such a situation.

It wasn't until the man said something that Jiang Yilin regained his composure, stepped forward a few steps, and asked happily, "Why did you come here suddenly? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"I suddenly want to take a walk and have a look."

With a blushing face, Jiang Yilin pulled him into the room and introduced him to her parents.

The man just now was Jiang Yilin's father, Cao Mengxing was a little embarrassed, so he hurriedly said hello.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother looked at each other, and Cao Mengxing couldn't understand what they said, but Jiang Yilin who was beside him was obviously a little shy, and quietly lowered her head.

When Father Jiang knew that it was this young man who lent money to him for the operation, he immediately became a little excited, grabbed Cao Mengxing's hand and kept saying thank you.

"It's nothing, it's what I should do! Is your leg okay?"

Jiang Yilin began to freely switch between the two dialects and became a senior translator.

After chatting for a while, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother went out to prepare dinner, leaving only Cao Mengxing and Jiang Yilin sitting facing each other.

She is a little thinner than before, which makes people feel distressed, but her eyes are bright, full of hope and light.

"Are you okay?" Cao Mengxing asked.

Eyes slid down her cheeks and saw the sparkling necklace.

It is a kind of protection and a kind of companionship.

"Very good. The primary school in the village is not far from my home. I have classes during the day and prepare lessons at night. It is very fulfilling."

"It's like a peach blossom garden here, it's really hard to find!"

Cao Mengxing looked at the room while talking.

Most of the houses are wooden structures, and a few of them have some blue bricks.

"The only problem is that the roads are bad and it takes a long time to get to the city."

The two chatted with each other, as if there were only two of them in the world.

A scent wafted into the room, and Mother Jiang smiled and put the food on the table.

The hot dishes exude fragrance, and even waft Mama Jiang's craftsmanship and heart.

Cao Mengxing ate very hard.

The noon was spent on the passenger car, and his stomach was already rumbling.

A full bowl of rice seems to be able to be eaten in a few mouthfuls, and it took three bowls before it stopped.

Jiang's mother looked at him and smiled, and Jiang's father laughed too. It has been a long time since such an edible young man came to the house.

Jiang Yilin also smiled foolishly.

Cao Mengxing was a little embarrassed, he seemed to be Zhu Bajie from Gao Lao Zhuang, and he was definitely an authentic cook.

After feeding the stomach and intestines, Cao Mengxing's fatigue disappeared a lot.

Jiang Yilin took him to the small road in the village, feeling a little lonely in the evening.

A few sparse lights dotted the twilight.

Jiang Yilin kept introducing her hometown without the slightest inferiority complex or sadness.

"This place has changed a lot now, and there are even more remote villages that still have no electricity and can only light kerosene lamps."

She smiled, showing a row of white teeth.

"Stay here, I've wronged you."

Cao Mengxing suddenly felt emotional.

Yesterday he was still feeling the magnificence in the hotel in Sichuan and Chongqing, but suddenly he got into the mountains and saw only a little bit of starlight.

"I don't feel wronged at all. On the contrary, I feel that I am changing everything here, and tomorrow will be better!"

Jiang Yilin raised her head, stretched out her hands, and looked at the sky.

Cao Mengxing walked over from behind, hugged her, and looked into the distance together against her beautiful hair.

She is the most beautiful star in the night sky, walking towards the light all the way.

Back home, Jiang's mother had already prepared the bed. There were only two bedrooms in the house, and there was no room for guests from afar.

Jiang's father built a simple wooden bed and left the bedroom to Cao Mengxing, while Jiang's mother and daughter lived in another bedroom.

"No, no, no! I'm sorry to bother you, I sleep on a wooden bed."

Cao Mengxing didn't want to become troublesome.

"You'd better go to the bedroom! My dad is worried that you will crush the bed."

Jiang Yilin smiled, making it impossible for him to refute.

"Tell uncle, I will pay for a new one, no shame."

"You'd better be obedient! Save yourself having no food tomorrow, don't forget, this is not Dahua City, what you say doesn't count."

Cao Mengxing had no choice but to come to the bedroom, like an obedient little sheep.

Looking at the wooden wall panels and cabinets, the place is simple and natural, and there is a kind of simplicity and comfort back to basics.

It's just that the things in the house are a bit old, and it can be seen that no new things have been added for a long time.

Lying on the bed, staring at the roof in a daze.

He never thought that Jiang Yilin would grow up in such an environment and grow up in such a life.

But she has never complained about anything, and is always optimistic on the road of struggle and progress.

There is no envy and disappointment, nor worry about gains and losses.

Perhaps this is a state of life that makes people see through confusion and be firm and calm.

(End of this chapter)