Beidiao Workplace Illustrated Book

Chapter 213 Autumn 2019 (3)

"The swan geese fly to the south, flying over the reeds. The sky is boundless, where the geese go, and the heart is the hometown of the north." A group of aunts on the battery car began to sing heartily, and the singing echoed in the mountains and floated among the clouds.The aunts are all in high spirits. The vastness of the world and the prehistoric universe make these aunts uncontrollably excited.

Sitting in the front row of the battery car, Chen Mo listened to the singing of the aunts and watched them take out their mobile phones to take pictures of the mountain scenery. He couldn't help laughing: This is really interesting. Traveling, at this time, he has turned into a member of this elderly group, but he enjoys all of it very much. These aunts joke with each other and have a good time. Compared with the scenery in the mountains, it is a beautiful scenery.

The car drove slowly to the middle of the mountain, and the driver stopped: "This is the first scenic spot on our line, everyone can come down to play and take pictures. After 15 minutes, we will go to the next scenic spot."

A group of people happily got off the battery car and enjoyed the scenery on the side of the road and at the foot of the mountain.

Standing on the lookout pavilion, Chen Mo saw that there were terraced fields that had just been harvested in the valley, and in the terraced fields lay the rape stalks that had just been harvested. If it was summer, it must be a piece of golden rapeseed, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad Wu Xiaotian once said that her favorite flower is rapeseed, but at that time, he did not take her to see rapeseed. Now, he is alone admiring the beautiful scenery of the mountains, looking at the dried yellow flowers. Withered rape fields, this is like their past, no longer bright, no longer beautiful.

After the aunts clocked in and took pictures, the car continued to go up the mountain, slowly advancing along the Panshan Highway, and the mountains in the distance began to become clear. Although it was early autumn, the vegetation and forests in the mountains did not fade at all. Cangshan is tall and straight.

The car stopped several times along the way, and finally climbed to the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain was the last stop of the route. Chen Mo and the aunts climbed to the top of the mountain together. Standing on the top of the mountain, Chen Mo looked into the distance and overlooked the whole world.

He couldn't help but think of Du Fu's poem: How about Mrs. Dai Zong, Qi and Lu are still young, good luck Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang are at dusk.Zeng Yun was born by swinging the chest, and the returning bird entered the canthus.It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see all the small mountains.

Standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking one after another, big and small peaks, Chen Mo finally knew why this mountain was called Wanfeng Forest, because from the top of the mountain, thousands of peaks in the distance are tall and straight and beautiful, which can be called Ten Thousand Peaks Chenglin, its majesty and magnificence are self-evident.

After resting on the top of the mountain for a while, the battery car carried a group of people down the mountain from the opposite direction. It is two or three meters high, and there are wide fields beside the road. Local farmers are busy in it, as if they are harvesting vegetables.

The wind and fields in the mountains are wild, the green hills and forests are green with plantains, and the old farmers pick terraced fields.The natural scenery of Guizhou QXN is really unforgettable.

The battery car took the group to the parking lot, and Chen Mo got off with the aunts.Walking out of the parking lot, Chen Mo saw a small market like a market in the distance. Chen Mo walked over. The stalls were all local farmers, some selling local specialties, some selling some handicrafts, and some selling some Tea and food.The simple small market is full of rusticity and simplicity, without any commercial atmosphere, but there are bursts of fragrance in the air. This fragrance is very familiar to Chen Mo, the smell of roasted sweet potatoes.

He hurriedly searched for the scent of sweet potatoes, and saw an uncle selling roasted sweet potatoes. The uncle used a homemade stove and burned coal, and the sweet potatoes were grown by himself at the foot of Wanfenglin Mountain.

To eat roasted sweet potatoes, you have to eat this kind of oven. Although the electric oven is convenient, the taste of the oven is definitely not comparable to that of the oven.Chen Mo ordered the biggest piece of sweet potato, took a bite, it was steaming hot, soft and sweet.

While eating roasted sweet potatoes, he wandered around the small market, completely ignoring his image of walking and eating.

This is life, this is the environment he is extremely familiar with, this is his most down-to-earth, favorite, and most comfortable feeling.

But while he was eating, he actually felt like crying. The roasted sweet potatoes were so delicious, too fragrant and sweet, but he felt too sad in his heart.

Wu Xiaotian's favorite food is roasted sweet potatoes. It was also at this time last year that he followed the salesman to visit customers at Huiwen Middle School in Chaoyang District. When he was about to walk to Jinsong subway station, he found that there was also an uncle on the side of the road, pushing A tricycle with a big stove on it was selling roasted sweet potatoes. It was windy that day. Wu Xiaotian sent him a message saying that the wind outside was too strong, and told Chen Mo not to take the subway, but to take a taxi home.He wanted to buy her a piece of roasted sweet potato and send it to Tiantongyuan where Wu Xiaotian lived.But he thought it would be too troublesome to go back and forth to Tiantongyuan, so he didn't buy it.

A few days later, Wu Xiaotian broke up with Chen Mo, and this breakup was for real.

Wu Xiaotian once told Chen Mo that the roasted sweet potatoes sold by the tricycle on the side of the road are the best, Chen Mo nodded: "Yes, if you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes, you have to eat them from the big stove on the tricycle. I will see them next time." Come, I will definitely buy you a piece of roasted sweet potato."

"Okay, okay, I'll wait."

While eating roasted sweet potatoes, Chen Mo looked at the mountains in the distance and the passers-by around him, tears streaming down his face.The beautiful scenery in the mountains, the fireworks in the world, but he appreciates all these alone. He has failed in love once, and he will always owe Wu Xiaotian a piece of sweet potato roasted in the big stove on the tricycle.

In the evening, I stayed in a special B&B shop not far from the scenic spot. Next to the B&B is a food street. There are pig’s knuckle rice, stewed pork rice, and various restaurants such as fish meat rice and fish soup, as well as local Tujia dishes, etc. .Chen Mo walked into a native restaurant, ordered a dish and a bowl of rice, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

There were not many people staying in the homestay. The boss gave Chen Mo a good room, a large room with a window against the mountain. Chen Mo opened the window and faced the mountain. The autumn air was refreshing.

At night, the mountains are quiet and quiet. Chen Mo stands by the window sill smoking a cigarette, looking at the mountains outside the window, he feels as if he has entered a virgin forest. live once.This feeling that the window is a mountain suddenly gave him a yearning to bid farewell to the prosperity of the city and stay on a mountain with the one he loves, chopping firewood, cooking, farming, and feeding chickens.
He suddenly felt too lonely, and he was so insignificant among these mountains. He wanted to start a new relationship and drive away the person who still lived in his heart.

(End of this chapter)