Chapter 7 chapter 2

The word "Ling" in Manjialing is really deceiving, where is "Ling"?It's an authentic mountain. If you want to reach the top of the mountain, you have to fold your neck at a right angle and your hat will definitely fall off your head. Ding Yi has never climbed such a high mountain so far. He once climbed a relatively famous mountain when he was traveling, but he started climbing when he was sitting on the car. Now he starts climbing from the foot of the mountain. The doctor's house lived on the top of the mountain, so it was definitely impossible for her to reach his house alive, so she had to let the gang of idlers behind her carry her body to his house for business.

After climbing for a while, she was a little out of breath. She didn't know whether it was because the terrain was too high, the air was thin, or because her heart had not been exercised, and the blood supply was insufficient when she was tired. Her legs were about to break from crawling, and she was about to faint from exhaustion, so she begged, "I can't move anymore, can I take a rest?" He said firmly: "You can't rest, you won't be able to get up once you rest." He yelled to the back, and several men responded and came up to take his bag.He clapped his hands and said to her, "Come on, I'll carry you."

"Can you move your back?" "I've carried anything heavier than you." She was very embarrassed, but she really couldn't move anymore, her two thighs seemed to be broken by someone, and it hurt terribly when she moved.She cheekily lay on his back, and he wrapped her legs around her legs, shrugged up twice, and shoved her to the most stable position, and then continued to climb up the mountain. Just like this for a while, climbed for a while, and finally came to his house.Thank God, his home is only halfway up the mountain.If it was on the top of the mountain, it is estimated that both of them would be exhausted.

He put her down outside the door, and went to get things from some people who helped with the backpack.Her legs were numb, and she stood there not daring to move, using the light before dark to look at his house, it looked like a house with earthen walls, but there were some round dark marks on the wall, some places Something like a branch was exposed again, which made her confused about what material the house was built of. There is a field dam in front of the gate, and the "paparazzi" following them were conscious and stopped in the field dam, but had no intention of leaving. His parents greeted them in the main room. Both of them were thin and skinny, with a little bow on their backs, but if you look closely, you can still see the resemblance between the parents and the son, especially his father, who also has thick eyebrows and big eyes, resembling an old man. male star.

He made introductions like a translator, speaking the dialect of City A to Ding Yi and the dialect of his hometown to his parents.She called "uncle and aunt" very generously, and he translated it to his parents. The two old people were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths. His mother was so moved that she wiped her tears with the corner of her clothes. Then his mother started talking to him, looking at Ding Yi from time to time. Ding Yi guessed that they were evaluating her, but he couldn't understand a word.When his mother went to work in the kitchen, she secretly asked him, "What did your mother say about me just now?"

He was a little embarrassed: "I said you are much prettier than Mei Yazi." "Who is Mei Yazi?" "It's the matchmaker who found a wife for me." "The matchmaker found a wife for you? Where is it?" "how could I know?" "Your own daughter-in-law, how could you not know?" "I didn't agree again." "Why don't you agree?" "I haven't met, and I don't have a common language." She almost laughed out loud, but she was embarrassed to laugh, and only asked with concern: "Your mother just said this? Surely it's more than that? She talked for a long time, looking at me while talking, she must be talking about me. What did you say, tell me, tell me quickly."

He was overwhelmed, and said frankly: "She said that you are fine in everything else, except that your butt is not big, and I am afraid that you will not have children." "Really? Did she say that? Then what did you say to her?" "I told her not to talk nonsense, you are a girl, you will be unhappy if you hear it." "Is it because your ex-girlfriend had a big butt? Or Mei Yazi has a big butt?" He didn't answer, picked up a travel bag, and said, "Come on, let's go to the door to distribute candy." "Fat candy? You told them we got married?"

"No." "How can you give out sugar if you're not married?" "When I come back from the city, I have to give out candy to every family." "Send it to every family? How much will it cost?" "There are not many families in each family, just people from Manjialing." She followed him to the door, and saw those people in the field were still standing there, probably waiting for candy.Her legs hurt from standing, and she didn't see a chair or anything, so she just sat down on the foot-high threshold of his house. He immediately lifted her up: "you can't sit here."

"why?" "Women can't sit on the threshold, the family will be ruined if they sit." "You still believe this?" "Why don't you believe me?" She didn't want to quarrel with him, so she stopped talking, but she didn't dare to sit on the threshold anymore, so she could only stand there and watch him make sugar. He opened the travel bag and took out a few cylindrical things from it: "You don't know anyone, don't send them out, lest they get too heavy, just take them out of the bag for me, and I'll send them out."

She obeyed and took out the tubes from the bag. Some of the wrappers had been torn, and she saw from the holes that it was not sugar, but a kind of rough biscuit, round, one centimeter thick, with White powder. He stood in front of the door and called a name, and a person ran up to get the biscuits. He explained a few words, probably telling that person not to eat it alone, and then called the next name. People in Manjialing are like a trained army, obeying discipline and obeying commands. The whole candy distribution process is orderly, without commotion, queue jumping, over-recruitment, or impersonation.

After the candy was distributed, the crowd dispersed.There were still some left in the travel bag, and he lit the remaining biscuit tins, chanting some names, probably counting who still didn't come to claim the candies. She asked curiously, "Do you remember who you sent and who you didn't?" "If you don't remember, don't you post it again? That would be unfair." She felt that Manjialing was still in the stage of primitive communism, when one person hunted wild animals, all the people in the mountain got a share, and they were not paid according to their work, but distributed according to their needs.She wondered curiously, would this encourage people to be lazy?