After resigning, I want to go back to the village to grow sweet potatoes

In the early morning of the next day, just as the rooster crowed for the first time in Qingshuiwan Village, Huang Fan stepped onto the Qingshi Bridge.

Before dawn, Qingshuiwan village was shrouded in darkness before dawn.Huang Fan stood on the Qingshi bridge, looked back, although it was blurry, but the old tree, the big rock on the high ridge, and him still clearly appeared in her mind.

For him, Huang Fan despises and loves him, and now there is only a little gratitude left.

This point of gratitude, Huang Fan will cherish it for a lifetime, no matter where he wanders...

Turning around, taking away only a piece of cloud without rain or snow, Huang Fan left Qingshui Bay with Huang Fan's arrogance.

Start the engine, and the headlights illuminate the road ahead, illuminating an old man.

"Grandpa Zhuang?"

Seeing Zhuang Su standing at the end of the Qingshi Bridge, Huang Fan hurriedly shifted gears and got off the car, and ran to Zhuang Su.

"Run early in the morning and pay attention to safety. This is the sweet potato cake that your eldest mother just made, and I will eat it on the road. This is the distribution map of Chinese herbal medicine in Qingshui Bay and the entire foothills of Daming Mountain. I will leave it to you."

After Zhuang Su finished speaking, he turned back to the village.

Huang Fan held the two cloth bags that Zhuang Su gave her, and burst into tears.

"Grandpa Zhuang!"

Huang Fan quickly got into the car and turned the front of the car.

Under the light, Zhuang Su had already walked under the old tree.

"Grandpa Zhuang!"

Huang Fan shouted, but Zhuang Su didn't look back.

"Grandpa Zhuang!"

Huang Fan wanted to get out of the car and chase after him, but Zhuang Su didn't turn his head, and just wouldn't let her chase him.

"Grandpa Zhuang!"

Seeing Zhuang Su hunched over behind the old tree, Huang Fan burst into tears again.

"Grandpa Zhuang!"

Zhuang Su's back, which had been upright like a pine a few days ago, suddenly bent down, can Huang Fan not be sad for it?

"Grandpa Zhuang!"

Huang Fan turned the front of the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove across the Qingshi bridge.

The morning breeze in late autumn was already a bit chilly, passing by the car window and blowing to Huang Fan's face, it was like a knife being scraped across, causing a sharp pain, this pain merged with the pain in her heart, and it would destroy her whole body .

accelerate!accelerate!accelerate!
Stepping on the accelerator more and more, Huang Fan's body and the car took off on the mountain road together.

"Squeak... creak!"

With fuzzy eyes, Huang Fan suddenly found a red cloth strip blocking the mountain pass in front of him. After an emergency brake, the car still tore off the red cloth strip and slid for several meters.

Huang Fan threw himself on the steering wheel and cried loudly.

When he finished crying and raised his head, Lin Xi was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Didn't I tell you not to come see me off?"

"I'm not here to see you off, I'm here to pull the red cloth."

"You came here to pull the red cloth? Where is this?"

"Shankou is no longer the boundary of Qingshuiwan Village."

"What did you come here early in the morning to pull the red cloth?"

"Strictly speaking, I came here last night to pull the red cloth to stop you."

"Last night? Stop me?"

"Yeah, the mountain pass is tens of miles away from the village. If I didn't come over last night, can I pull the red cloth strip and successfully stop you from stopping the car before you rush over?"

"You stayed up all night just to come here and pull a red cloth to prevent me from stopping the car?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"For your car not to break."

"My car won't break? Is it possible? Didn't I drive well on the mountain road for dozens of miles?"

"But it won't be better here."

"Didn't you say that this is no longer the boundary of Qingshuiwan Village? Then it should be almost to the town, right? The road will become flatter and wider, and it will be even less likely to be broken?"

"I just don't like to ride in a car. It's so boring. If possible, let's get out of the car and have a conversation."

"it is good."

"Don't come down yet, come down after I go down."

After Lin Xi got off the car, he went around from the back of the car to Huang Fan's side.

Huang Fan opened the door and got out of the car.

"careful!"

Lin Xi grabbed Huang Fan.

"what?!"

Huang Fan looked down and broke out in a cold sweat.

It was almost dawn at this time, and the outlines of some nearby objects could be vaguely seen.

Huang Fan saw that in front of him was actually a cliff, dark and unfathomable.If Lin Xi hadn't held her back in time, she would have fallen, and then her body would be smashed to pieces.

Huang Fan got out of the car just now and habitually walked to the side. As soon as she took a step, Lin Xi grabbed her.

"This, this, why is this a cliff? Didn't you say that it's beyond the boundary of Qingshuiwan Village? I remember that there is no cliff?"

Huang Fan was terrified.

"Let's go sit there for a while, and see which road you are driving when it is completely bright?"

Lin Xi pulled the yellow sail towards the rear of the car.

"Did I drive the wrong way? How could that be?"

Huang Fan is skeptical.

"Okay, let's sit down here and talk."

Lin Xi pulled Huangfan to a mound one meter away on the right side behind the car.

"You were sitting here just now?"

Huang Fan saw some vague objects on the mound.

"Yeah, I've been sitting here since last night."

Lin Xi sat down on the mound first.

"Have you been sitting here since last night?"

Huang Fan hesitated standing by the mound.

"Don't worry, I've laid out a mat."

Lin Xi patted the mound.

"I'm not worried, I just can't figure out why you, you, you sat here all night?"

Huang Fan lowered his head and took a closer look, the mound was indeed covered with a bamboo mat, and there were several cloth bags of different sizes on the bamboo mat.

"Come on, moisten your throat."

Lin Xi handed Huang Fan a water cup.

"Well, why is it so sweet?"

Huang Fan took a sip from the water glass, and immediately calmed down a lot.She took a closer look, and what Lin Xi handed her was not that kind of glass water cup, but a moso bamboo water cup, a water cup made of moso bamboo.

This moso bamboo water cup is very exquisitely made, and it seems to have engraved patterns on it.

Huang Fan took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight function, and carefully examined the patterns on it.

The exquisite bamboo water cup is engraved with a sailing ship, and two lines of thin characters are engraved on the sails. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

Huang Fan called up the magnifying glass function on his mobile phone, pointed it at the sail, and a line of Li Bai's poem was engraved on it: "There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, hang the sail directly on the clouds to help the sea."

"Thank you, thank you Uncle Desheng!"

Huang Fan was very excited.

"What? Just thank him?"

Lin Xi handed Huang Fan a few tissues.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Huang Fan took the tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Hehe, my father definitely doesn't know this line of Li Bai's poem."

"That's not necessarily true. Don't underestimate Uncle Desheng."

"Really? Last night, Wang Laowen scolded him like a bloody sprinkler."

"Didn't you say that? A small wine cup doesn't necessarily mean low sincerity, a large drinking capacity doesn't mean strong ability, and being silent doesn't mean you don't know what to do. As long as the wine cup is filled with the right wine, and the wine is drunk just right, the boring gourd can still win the house. "

"Do you remember that well?"

"How can I not keep in mind that Qingshuiwan will be a family member in the future?"

"Oh, this old Wang cultural relic, sooner or later it will hurt my own mouth."

"He's a good-natured person, it's his style to spit it out quickly."

"Before you exit, you have to think about it first and look at the environment. If you can't open your mouth, you can come here, and you can speak freely, without cover or hindrance, regardless of the consequences."

"Didn't I say that? Wang Laowen is a man of temperament, and it's his style to talk quickly. By the way, why do you care so much about him telling about the ancient tomb?"

"It's not that I care, it's just that it will mess up the whole Qingshui Bay and kill people?"

"Really? Is it that serious?"

"You don't know that there is an ancient tomb in Qingshui Bay. In fact, Grandpa Zhuang knew about it a long time ago, and my father also knew about it, but he just didn't dare to say it to the outside world."

"Afraid of attracting tomb robbers? Afraid that the villagers will rush to dig the treasure after they find out?"

"What era is it now? Where did so many tomb robbers come from? Although the villagers all want to live like the people in the upper city, they don't want to dig ancient tombs."

"Why is that? Tell me the reason."

"You still tell me why you are in a hurry to leave Clear Water Bay? Why did you leave early in the morning?"