Chapter 982: Going Down the Mountain, She Can’t

But it is not easy to build the road in the village. Even the mountain and the river are headaches. The whole village can move out, but this is unrealistic. This is the root of the villagers. It is here. The young people want to go out, but the old people always don’t want to leave. Even if they die, they have to be buried here.

So far, the road in the village has not been built. The technical content is too high and the funds are not in place. Therefore, the villagers still live in this mountain valley, living almost isolated from the world. Their ancestors have lived like this for generations and are used to living like this.

This place is backward and there are not many conditions, but it is quiet here. There is no intrigue outside. The people here are self-sufficient, and it cannot be said that they live badly. At least, the days here are peaceful and stable, like a paradise. As long as you are content, this will be a good place.

It’s just that people’s hearts are not always so easy to be content and satisfied.

Yan Huan returned to her room. She put her hand into the kang and felt the temperature of the kang. It was very warm. She took off her clothes and huddled herself in the quilt. Since she came here, she has hardly been cold again. No matter what happens during the day, at least at night, she can have a good sleep, or maybe a good dream. However, she rarely dreams of Lu Yi and the children.

In fact, it’s okay not to dream. If she does dream, she may be sad and uncomfortable.

She put her hands on her chest and clenched them tightly.

Wait for me, I will go back, I will go home, I will definitely go back.

The closer it is to the New Year, the better the atmosphere in the village is. Everyone is thinking about buying something for the New Year. Although everyone’s conditions are not good, they have to buy what they should buy for the New Year.

Yan Huan's business is good recently. Everyone is approaching the end of the year and wants to spend the New Year cleanly, so they all have their hair cut earlier. Yan Huan's haircutting skills are good. At least the hair she cuts will make people feel a few years younger and more capable, so many people ask Yan Huan to cut their hair. According to the villagers, it is possible to cut hair after the second day of the second lunar month of the following year, so everyone also puts the haircut before the New Year.

You give five eggs, I give five eggs. Soon, Yan Huan has saved up a lot of eggs. Five eggs for each head, adults and children are the same. Five eggs are not a lot for people here. Which family does not raise dozens of chickens? They can't eat all the eggs they save on weekdays, so they are very generous when paying Yan Huan with gold eggs, of course, there is no credit.

Yan Huan has saved up a lot of eggs. She will take these eggs to the town to sell, and then find a phone.

"You're going?" Changsheng touched his head, "What are you going to do?"

"Can't I go?" Yan Huan raised her face, but she felt something after a while and covered one side of her face with her hand.

"That's not what I meant," Changsheng explained hurriedly, "You're not ugly," he looked at his toes, and when he spoke, his ears were a little hot, but others couldn't see it.

"That road is too difficult to walk on. Your legs are not convenient, so you can't go down."

Yan Huan lowered her head and touched her leg, then she bit her lips hard, "Really can't go down?"

"Well, no," Changsheng nodded vigorously, "That road is very difficult to walk on. Even if we go out, we have to walk very carefully, let alone you. There is still snow on the road, which makes it even more difficult to walk. If you want to go down the mountain, it's not now, at least after the spring."

Changsheng explained to Yan Huan that it was not that he didn't let her go, but she simply couldn't go. If something went wrong, she might fall to death. And if something happened to her, it would be fine, and it might also implicate others.

Yan Huan understood, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but there was no way. It seemed that she had to wait until the spring. Well, there was no rush. She had survived for so long, so there were still a few months. No matter what, it would be much easier than the place where she lived outside the village, right?

When Changsheng went out with the villagers, Yan Huan brought all the eggs with him. Changsheng grew up in the mountains, so he knew how to carry eggs without dropping them.

However, this time, there were quite a lot of eggs, and the prices at the foot of the mountain were cheap. It would be no problem to sell these eggs and exchange them for some New Year goods.

Changsheng went down the mountain with a few people, talking and laughing. As expected, they were all young men with good health and light legs, so they could go back and forth once a day. Yan Huan touched her legs. Changsheng was right. For someone like her, let alone going down the mountain. If she walked a few more steps, it might not work.

She changed into that old set of clothes again and went to pick up some firewood. She wanted to go out, no matter how cold it was, she had to go out, because now she could only go out, and let the north wind blow away her helpless grievances, and she still wanted to go home, so she couldn't have negative emotions. She had to keep hoping and looking forward to it.

She picked up bundles of firewood. She didn't know how many times she went back and forth that day. Every time she went back, Changsheng's mother stood at the entrance of the village, waiting for Changsheng to come back. It can be seen that she was not in a good mood and was anxious at the same time.

Yan Huan didn't understand why Changsheng's mother was so worried, but thinking about the geographical location of the village, it seems that this road is really not easy to walk. Otherwise, if it was easier to walk, Changsheng would not have stopped her from going. One more person means one more care, and one more person can buy more things. There is no reason. Some young people went, but none of the old people and women in the village followed.

She was picking firewood all day, and Changsheng's mother was waiting for Changsheng at the entrance of the village. Until she cooked and asked Changsheng's mother to come back for dinner, Changsheng's mother still looked a little bit spirited, and even her smile was absent-minded. I think she was still thinking about Changsheng and worried about him.

Because Changsheng had not eaten, Yan Huan left a portion of food for Changsheng. He also fried an egg and put it on the rice, then kept the food warm in the pot so that when Changsheng came back, he would have a ready-made meal. However, no one knew when they would be able to come back.