Under the command of Xue Yuqin, Yang Ling parked the car in front of a wooden stilted building, and at this time her family had already woken up, the lights in the room turned on, and a middle-aged man in a big cotton jacket came out, and when he saw Xue Yuqin getting off the car, the whole person was almost stunned.

Xue Yuqin didn't have time to take the package from the car, got out of the car and rushed up to hug the middle-aged man and cried.

"You stupid baby, why are you running back in such a hurry, you can't see clearly in the middle of the night, how dangerous should it be on the road?" The middle-aged man stretched out his palm to wipe the tears on Xue Yuqin's face.

"Mom, how is she?" Xue Yuqin asked anxiously as she let go of her arm.

"Is Qin'er back?" a woman's voice came from the room, looking very excited.

"Mom~!" Xue Yuqin quickly rushed into the room wiping her tears, and then the cries of two women sounded inside.

At this time, the middle-aged man saw Yang Ling who got off the car, and immediately said embarrassedly: "I made you laugh, and I bothered you to send Xiaoqin back so far."

Yang Ling hurriedly stepped forward, "Uncle Xue is welcome, my name is Yang Ling, I am Yuqin's friend, it's cold outside, let's go into the house and talk!"

"You see, I'm confused. The middle-aged man wiped his hand on his eyes, and then accompanied Yang Ling into the house, took some firewood from the kitchen and came out to light the brazier again.

This is a common stilted wooden building of the Tujia family, it looks old, many places are smoky and black, the walls and floors are mottled, and under a dim electric lamp, it looks ancient and mysterious.

The old brazier burned with wood and glowed red, and a black, soot-stained iron kettle hung from an iron hook hanging from the beams of the roof, hanging above the flames, and the spout made a slight "poof" sound.

There are also a few pieces of bacon and a few skewers of sausages hanging on the beams, and the color is black under the perennial smoke and fire, which seems to tell the passage of time and vicissitudes.

The big yellow cat didn't know where to get out, and lay straight at Yang Ling's feet against the brazier, licking the soles of his feet lazily.

The water was boiling, the spout came out violently white, the middle-aged man got up and brought a ceramic teapot with half a spout missing, and took out a handful of tea leaves from a clay pot on the closet, and then brewed it, as the heat rolled, the room looked vivid.

Just as Yang Ling took the steaming tea handed over by the middle-aged man, Xue Yuqin helped a middle-aged woman with a sallow face to come out of the room.

"Thank you so much for sending Xiaoqin back in the middle of the night!" the woman sat down wiping her tears, but there was a smile on her face.

"Auntie, you're welcome, I'm also on the way, and I'm going to go to Zhangjiajie to play for a few days the next day!" Yang Ling quickly stood up, picked up the big coke bottle that was put aside and handed it to Xue Yuqin, "Auntie, this is the potion that I found an old Chinese medicine doctor, I heard that it has a good effect on your disease, you can quickly drink a few sips now, maybe you will get better in a few days." ”

"Okay, good!" The woman looked at Yang Ling happily, with a strange look in her eyes, took the well water that Xue Yuqin poured into the cup, put it to her mouth and took a sip, it seemed that her spirit suddenly lifted up, and she drank the water in a few sips.

The four of them chatted for a few words, and then Xue Yuqin helped the woman into the room to rest, and then asked her father to rest too, and then sat down next to Yang Ling, the red light of the brazier flashed on her fair face, and a faint sadness lingered.

Yang Ling said softly: "Don't worry, this medicine is very effective, and your mother will recover soon." ”

"Yang Ling, thank you. Xue Yuqin turned her head and looked at him with big beautiful eyes, "If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do, you've been driving for so long, and you're tired, I'll make your bed, you can rest too!"

In Yang Ling's gaze, Xue Yuqin's face flushed slightly, and she quickly walked into a bedroom with her head down, and walked out soon after, taking Yang Ling's hand and entering, "This is my room, I have slept here since I was a child, until I graduated from high school, and then I went to college and worked, and I rarely came back, but I still go home for a few days every Spring Festival, you can sleep here today, although I slept in the quilts, but my mother washed it cleanly, and I slept in my sister's room next door." After saying that, he said goodnight softly and left.

In the dim light, wooden seats, large wooden beds, wooden walls, floors and ceilings, narrow windows and carved wood sashes, a few cobwebs hanging in the corners.

There is also a photo frame hanging on the wall at the head of the bed, a young couple and two innocent and romantic little girls wearing national costumes and smiling, and the appearance of the Xue Yuqin sisters can be faintly seen.

On the wall on one side, there are countless awards, some of which are old and can't see the color, on the left side of the window, there is a big character poster, on which is a handsome man with an evil smile, there are a few words under the poster "Qilixiang, Jay Chou Xiangxi Concert", and on the right side of the window, there is a poetry calendar, the time is 2005.

The qiē is very old, as if the years suddenly stopped more than ten years ago.

Yang Ling sat on the bed, sighed slightly with a strange face, turned off the light, sat down, turned his heart to the sky, and spit out.

As soon as the sky was twilight, a loud rooster crowing suddenly sounded under the small window, Yang Ling also just woke up from the meditation, pushed open the narrow window sash, the mist and morning light, and the eyes were all endless mountains, and a touch of white appeared on the ridge in the distance, which was the light and shadow of the snow.

Yang Ling quietly walked out of the stilted building, looking around, seven or eight wooden buildings hidden in the mountains and forests, at this time he found that this small village was not at the foot of the mountain, but in the mountainside, looking down, the fog was steaming, misty, like a fairyland.

He stood in the open space in front of the wooden building and stretched out his arms, raised his legs and twisted his waist, and slowly played a set of Tai Chi, which he learned from the old man in the community, the moves were plausible, but the breath in the body surged, the flesh and bones stretched, almost half an hour, and a touch of sweat appeared on his forehead, at this time the sky had slowly brightened, with a "squeak" behind him, turning his head, he saw Xue Yuqin standing on the edge of the stilted building, staring at him intently.

"Morning~!" Yang Ling smiled slightly and slowly closed his efforts.

Xue Yuqin also stretched her body and slowly stretched her waist, revealing a full and delicate figure, with a hint of shame on her face, "You got up so early, are you not used to sleeping." ”

"That's not it, it's just that I'm used to getting up early!" Yang Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and said, "How about it?"