Awakening Day Collection

Chapter 32 You Are Finally Here (3)
Therefore, there is no hotel here that specializes in receiving tourists. The village chief's house is considered to be in the best condition, that is, there are a few more vacant rooms, which can be freed up to receive occasional individual guests.Feng Si didn't waste any words, and got a small dark room for 50 yuan a night. The bedding was so wet that water dripped out. Mosquitoes and fat moths flew around the dim electric light. Friendly creatures like geckos, spiders, or gnats.

Feng Si ate a bowl of plain noodles with an egg on top, and was delighted to find that the mobile phone still had a signal here, but there was not even a plug for charging in the room except for the electric light. You can go to the main room of the village chief's house to fill up.As soon as I got downstairs, I heard that the main room was extremely lively. It turned out that many villagers gathered here to watch TV.He looked around and found that the old man he asked for directions also moved a small horse and sat there.The old man saw him and waved to him, and he waved back, smiling silently.

It seems that what the old man said is true, it is true that the whole village has gathered at the house with a TV.The village chief’s home not only has a 29-inch color TV, which can receive signals with a pot antenna, but also a domestically made copycat DVD player, which is currently playing an old Hollywood blockbuster: "True Lies" starring action star Arnold Schwarzenegger .The villagers, dressed so simply that they were almost tattered, sat on the small benches or horses that they brought from home, watching this old movie attentively, sometimes cheering for the thrilling action scenes, sometimes for the heroine's sexy Extremely striptease while giggling.The most interesting thing is that these villagers are probably too low-educated to read simple subtitles. Therefore, an old man wearing glasses stood next to the TV to explain the key dialogue to the villagers.

Fons leaned on the stairs, looking at the simple entertainment of these poor people, somehow a little envious.Of course, he didn't envy the kind of life that couldn't even afford a TV, but envied the simple and simple mentality.This kind of envy is not uncommon. Just click on a travel forum, and men and women all over the world are yearning for the primitive purity and the evils of industrial civilization. Live here for the rest of your life chopping firewood and feeding the horses."This kind of argument was originally dismissed by him indiscriminately as "hypocritical mentally handicapped little fresh moaning without disease", and he would sarcasm mercilessly every time he saw it, but at this moment, he couldn't restrain that kind of talk. The feeling of being scorned and ridiculed by him.In this era of earth-shaking, he suddenly realized that the so-called simplicity and simplicity are not necessarily all the pretentiousness of the little freshmen. Sometimes, the more people know, the more painful, the more complicated and rich their life is. The more helpless.

And this "True Lies" also reminded him of some past events related to his parents.This film was one of the first commercial blockbusters introduced in my country in the mid-20s in the form of account sharing, and it triggered a movie-watching boom when it was released in China.However, Fons was still a small baby at the time, and it is impossible to have any memory of this.According to Feng Qizhou later, the couple really wanted to watch this movie that year, but during that time, Feng Si fell ill and had a persistent high fever. Because the two had no relatives, they couldn't find anyone to take care of Feng Si. I didn't squeeze out those few hours to watch a movie.Fortunately, in those two years, VCD became popular. In the second year, Feng Qizhou gritted his teeth and bought one, and watched the pirated version of "True Lies" at home with Chi Lian, which finally made up for some shortcomings.

"At that time, your mother and I were watching DVDs, and you were crawling around on the sofa," Feng Qizhou said. "Later, when the heroine started to striptease—I heard that only pirated DVDs were available, and the movie theater edited it. It's over—your mother wanted me to hug you away, saying that the child was not good at reading, and almost made me laugh out loud. Such a small kid, can understand a fart..."

Looking back now, that can be regarded as a rare and warm segment in the life of this family of three.During that time, even though Feng Qizhou had various problems, he was still considered a good father on the whole, until Chi Lian's death ruined everything.Feng Si couldn't help but wonder why his father married his mother, as he said at the end of his life, was it to use the family as a cover so that he could always keep himself by his side?What is he to Feng Qizhou: a tool?a hostage?An experiment?Or is it—son?
My life, indeed my whole life, is a true lie, Fons thought.

At this moment, he wanted to ask Feng Qizhou countless questions, but Feng Qizhou was dead and turned into ashes, and it was impossible to say a word to him again.

Feng Si was lost in thought, when suddenly there was a commotion from the crowd.He turned his head and saw that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl had also come to the village chief's house at some point, hiding at the door of the main room and secretly watching TV, but was discovered by a dark and fat middle-aged man.The middle-aged man stood up, strode to the door, grabbed the girl, and slapped her across the face.

"I told you not to come out and watch my younger brother at home. Why are you disobedient? My memory was eaten by a dog?" The man was not satisfied with the slap, and kicked the girl to the ground.The girl was skinny, and after being kicked, she was so painful that she couldn't get up.Tears welled up in her eyes, and she opened her mouth, but she neither cried nor spoke.Her face was dirty, and her clothes were not only worn out, but totally ill-fitting.

"You're fucking dumb, and you're not deaf. You can't understand human speech, right?" The man seemed to get angry as he spoke, punching and kicking the girl, spouting all kinds of obscenities, to the effect that This girl is simply a great misfortune for his family. She was born a daughter and cannot carry on the family line. She is also a mute. If she wants to marry, no one will want her. She can only leave the family to waste food.And her younger brother, who was born after paying a super-birth fine, was dumb when he was born. He was almost 10 years old and couldn't even pass the first grade.

This scene seemed common to other villagers in the village. People just watched all this silently, and no one stepped forward to stop it.The girl was dumb, unable to make any sound, she could only cover her head and face with her thin arms, curled up in a ball, and let her father beat and insult her.

The man got excited, pulled out the belt from his waist, swung it in the air, and was about to pull it down hard, but his wrist was suddenly tightly grasped.

"Who?" The man turned his head angrily, and saw an unfamiliar face.Looking at the clothes again, it is not the dress of the villagers. Thinking about it carefully, it seems to be the foreign tourist who stayed at the village chief's house today.

"It's almost enough." Feng Si grabbed the man's wrist and said calmly, "If you hit it with the metal head of the belt, it may kill someone."

"The seed I gave birth to deserves to be killed. It's none of your business!" The man exerted force on his hand, but Feng Si's strength was not weak. He shook Feng Si's hand a few times, and he was short of breath for a while, and he was still free to lift it up. His left hand was about to hit Feng Si.Feng Si didn't dodge, but there was a faint killing intent in his eyes.

"Stop!" There was a loud shout, it was the voice of the village head.The village chief has a high prestige in the village, the man was stunned for a while, although he was not reconciled, he didn't dare to fight any further, and withdrew his fist resentfully.Only then did Feng Si let go of his hand, took a few steps forward, and helped up the girl who was rolling on the ground covered in filth.He noticed that although the dumb girl's face was covered with dust, her eyes were very clear.She glanced at Feng Si, her lips moved, as if to express her gratitude, then she broke free from Feng Si's hand, turned and ran out of the gate.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, let's keep watching!" The village head said loudly.No one disobeyed the words of the village chief. People sat down obediently and continued to watch the muscular Schwarzenegger wipe out the secret base of terrorists with blood. It seemed that the incident just now had never happened.The man gave Feng Si a hard look, stopped watching the video, fastened his pants, picked up his bench and strode away.

Only then did the village head walk up to Feng Si, and said meaningfully: "Young man, it's fun to come and play. Our country is no better than your city. There are some things you don't like. They are as common as eating and drinking here. Don't worry about it." Take your time."

Feng Si smiled: "Understood, please."

He shrank into a corner, and after the phone was fully charged, he went back upstairs and lay on the bed, feeling a little regretful in his heart.This place is unfamiliar, if you want to inquire about news, you should hide your edge, but seeing that rude middle-aged man beating his dumb daughter, he really couldn't help but intervene.Fortunately, the village chief stopped him in time, otherwise if he really got into a fight with this man, he might be in big trouble.

This is actually thanks to Feng Qizhou, he thought, from helping Ning Zhangwen to helping this dumb girl now, it seems that he, who has always been calm, will get hot-headed when encountering things involving father and son.

Is this a way of expressing the shadow of childhood?Feng Si smiled wryly.

There was constant noise in my ears. It was after the video downstairs finished playing and the news started playing on the TV.The villagers who still refused to disperse watched and discussed every piece of news: the national football team lost again, "What's so fun about this group of people grabbing a ball?"; Grab the goods and sink the pond!"; A well-known Japanese entrepreneur went to the province to inspect the investment environment, "How many lifetimes will it take us to earn that much money?"

Amidst these noisy noises, Feng Si gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was already daylight.The village head's family cooked polenta, and he drank a bowl and took the photo with him to go out.The main crops in this mountainous area are corn and potatoes. In July, the sun is scorching, and the villagers still go to the fields early to spray pesticides to prevent and control the recent spread of corn borer.

Feng Si turned around and was surprised to find that most of the people working in the fields were young and middle-aged laborers, which is very rare in today's impoverished mountainous areas.In impoverished mountainous areas, the more you farm, the poorer you become. Young people with energy usually go out to find opportunities to work, so that all the people left behind are women, children and the elderly.But in this village, the young people seem to prefer to live in poverty on the barren land.

It was so easy to see a middle-aged farmer who looked to be in his 40s, who had just finished spraying the fields with pesticides and was sitting in the shade of a tree to rest.Feng Si stepped forward, greeted him, took out the photo on his body, pointed to the grandfather in the photo and asked, "Uncle, have you seen this man?"

The middle-aged farmer glanced at the photo, his face changed, and his voice was a little flustered when he spoke: "What are you asking this person for?"

"Nothing, just asking. Do you know him?"

"I don't know, I don't know, I haven't seen it."

The middle-aged farmer waved his hands again and again, but he was really not a good liar, his expression and eyes had already betrayed his heart.Feng Si walked away calmly, asked a few older people, and got similar responses.

It's strange, these people obviously knew their grandfather, but they pretended not to know him. Why?Could it be that grandfather is a taboo figure in the local area that cannot even be talked about?
It seems that the strategy needs to be changed, Feng Si thought, if he continues to ask his grandfather about the photo, he will not get an answer.But what strategy he could adopt next really made him a little at a loss.He could only continue to wander around the village, no matter what, it would be good to observe the terrain.

This time around, he had a new confusion.According to the travel guide found on the Internet, the scenery of Shuangping Mountain is average, and there are not many things worth seeing.But after he walked around, he found that the nearby mountains and rivers have unique flavors. Although the peaks are not high, they are steep and majestic, and several rivers and mountain streams are also clear and refreshing, especially when they appear under the sun. Out of the blue deep pool, there is a faint taste of Jiuzhaigou Wucai Pool.

(End of this chapter)