Dashan Orchard 1988

Chapter 19

It's April now, and the mountains and fields are full of wild jujube and wild wolfberry flowers. The wild jujube has pale white flowers, while the wild wolfberry has flowers of all colors, red, yellow, and white.

Because they are plants that like dryness and do not like water, they generally grow on steep slopes or on the edges of cliffs.

Allow water to drain away as quickly as possible rather than creating a long-term damp environment.

Li Muyang carefully walked around them, trying not to touch them.If you're not careful, you might get scratched by their thorns.

This is the case with plants. The more beautiful the flowers or fruits are, the more they are accompanied by various protective mechanisms.

Either the leaves, flowers or fruits are poisonous, or the body is covered with thorns, making people and other animals afraid to approach them easily.

The thorns of wild wolfberry are more terrifying than the thorns of roses, and can even rival those of pepper trees.If you don't know, if you step on a wild wolfberry, the uncovered area of ​​your foot will definitely be scratched and draw a lot of blood.

Don't ask Li Muyang how he knew.

Pulling open his trouser legs, there are imprints left on him by mountains everywhere.

For example, there is a three- to four-inch long scar on the back of his left calf. It was a bleeding groove caused by being scratched by a jujube tree. After it healed, the scar has not gone away. It has been carried with him since he was a child and into old age.

The worst thing is that during the military inspection, he had no problems at all, but he was eliminated because of too many scars on his body.

Lost an opportunity to dedicate youth to the motherland.

"Pah~"

"Pah~"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and was blown up by a gust of wind, forming a "whirlwind". The artificial poncho that could only cover his back lost its effectiveness, and he was soon soaked by the rain.

After walking a few more steps, the rain made it hard to open my eyes. It was really hard to leave, so I had to find a tree to hide from the rain.

It is unsafe to take shelter under a tree, Li Muyang heard from the children, but it was a thunderstorm day in Longdong in April, and thunderstorm weather was not yet possible.

The real thunder will have to wait until at least June.

It doesn't rain a few times a year in Longdong, and the average annual precipitation is one of the very few in Gansu, not to mention the whole country.

This year's weather, where it started raining soon after it snowed, is not too much.

It was sheer luck that he found an elm tree.

Looking at Gouer Mountain, there are very few trees of this size.

When taking shelter from the rain, Li Muyang held the canvas bag tightly in his arms. Others could have problems, but nothing could happen to the bag.

It contains his hope.

If it gets wet, the cordyceps will basically be useless.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Li Muyang looked at the clouds and mist in the distant mountains indifferently. The raindrops in the sky seemed to be woven into rain silk, and then woven into rain cloth by magical hands, and then fell to the world.

Falling on the treetops, in the mountains and fields, on the green grass and flowers, tiny raindrops splashed.

When the rain was too heavy, the sky became hazy, as if there was a layer of mist floating on it, and he gradually couldn't even see the familiar Xingshan Mountain.

When he was young, Li Muyang would have been particularly anxious standing here, thinking about this shitty sky, it would just rain down. Why does it keep raining down? It's just because he can't live with himself.

But now he is in a peaceful mood and does not find the rain annoying.

Having experienced life and death, he knows that life is actually very short. Even if he lives to an old age, it will only last for [-] days. If he gets off the car halfway, it will only last for less than [-] days.

Now he is more than thirty years old. If he still follows the rhythm of his previous life, it will only last ten thousand days.

So how can we live it, not live it?

Ten thousand days of wind and rain, ten thousand days of sunshine, aren't they all a kind of life?

Life is like eating. It may taste delicious if it has all the five flavors: sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty. Consistently eating one flavor is monotonous and boring, but boring.It’s not bad to just watch it rain like this.

After a while, the rain finally became lighter.

Li Muyang continued on his way.

Ten minutes later, he had arrived at the street entrance of Qingquan Town.

This is Li Muyang’s first visit to Qingquan Town after his rebirth.

Qingquan Town is backed by Ziwu Ridge and is a small town surrounded by mountains on three sides.

Compared with Guoziling in the south, Yangziling in the west of the town is truly a big mountain.

It is said that if you go further west from Yangziling, you can see many ferocious beasts.

There are wolves, leopards, and even blind bears.

Li Muyang heard it from someone, but he didn’t know the details.

Qingquan Town is very large, dozens of kilometers from east to west. They are in the southeast direction, while Yangziling is in the southwest.

In the early years, Wangjia Village did not belong to Qingquan Town. Later, after the area was re-divided, the original small township was removed, and then it was placed under Qingquan Town.

However, there are many differences in the people's customs between the two towns.

Obviously, the people in Lao Qingquan Town are more fierce and have a good reputation. Others generally don't want to provoke them.

When Li Muyang arrived at Qingquan Town, the rain had basically stopped.

He took off his rain boots and poured out the water inside.

He picked up these rain boots on the road once. They were probably unwanted shoes. When he took them back, he found that there was a seam under his left foot that would leak, but he thought they would still work if he glued them together.

What does it matter if there is a little water leakage? As long as the shoes have good foundation and the uppers are still there, you can barely wear them.

He hasn't made any money yet, so he doesn't dare to say anything.

A pair of new rain boots like this costs a few yuan, but he can't afford it.

He currently has three very important spending priorities.

Treat my mother, give Lin Xiuli a betrothal gift, marry her, and find a way to contract Taoshan.

In order of importance, mother's illness is the top priority, marrying a wife is second, and contracting Taoshan is third.

Only by taking care of these things can he be in the mood to slowly improve his life.

After pouring the water out of his shoes, he took off the snakeskin bag he was wearing and pumped it vigorously on the tree nearby for more than a dozen times to drain as much water as possible. Then he rolled the bag into a ball and tied it up with hemp rope.

I checked my backpack again. It was very dry. Under his protection, the heavy rain along the way didn't let any raindrops get on the bag. It was really not easy.

The medicinal materials supply and marketing center is in the west of the town. You have to bypass the Qingquan Tower in front of it before heading west.

When he passed the tower, he saw a familiar person squatting under the tower, shivering with a broken umbrella, and a cage of eggs in front of him.

Seeing Li Muyang, the man smiled naively: "Are you coming to the market?"

Li Muyang knew this man. His name was Wang Tianxiao, an egg vendor, and his family was from nearby Wangjia Village.

When the seventh brother was getting married, a matchmaker wanted to introduce one of Wang Tianxiao's sisters to her. Unexpectedly, no one saw her. He heard that the girl had gone out of town and no one was seen.

With this fate, Li Muyang could be regarded as getting to know Wang Tianxiao over and over again. He knew that he was an honest man who had no future and was slightly disabled like himself.

"I'm here to do something. It's raining so hard today, and you're here to sell eggs. Is there anyone who wants to buy them?"

Li Muyang sympathized with Wang Tianxiao very much, as he was also a fallen person in the world.

(End of this chapter)