Hubei Province is surrounded by mountains on three sides, covering one layer and another, especially Checheng. No one knows how many villages are hidden in the mountains.

Wang Ye’s hometown is in the mountains.

It was a small mountain village called Wangjiacun. Compared with Gangangyingzi, it had a larger population, with more than fifty households.

However, traveling is also inconvenient. There is no serious road, and there is only a rugged mountain road leading to the outside world. Although it is not isolated from the world, there is little communication with the outside world.

It seems to be because it snowed two days ago.

The mountain road was not only rugged but also muddy. Within a few steps, Wang Ye’s feet were covered in mud.

"Alas..."

He sighed helplessly, shook his feet, and continued to move forward, walking through the woods and streams. It was not until sunset that he saw the Wangjia Village in the original owner's memory.

The village is built on the mountain, with smoke curling up from cooking stoves and the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking from time to time.

There is a meandering stream ahead, and I don’t know where it flows. A mottled stone bridge crosses the top. This picture gives people the feeling of a small bridge flowing over water and a house.

But Wang Ye walked across the stone bridge and entered the village but saw no one. Maybe it was because the weather was too cold, or maybe it was because it was time for dinner.

But this is good, as it saves you having to greet someone you know well.

Wang also walked straight to his uncle's house.

The original owner's father was the second eldest of three brothers and sisters, with an eldest brother and a younger sister.

At that time, because the family really couldn't open the pot, the original owner's father was sent to Wudang Mountain by the old man of the family to be a Taoist priest for several years. He did not return until two years before liberation. It was also for this reason that Wang Ye could not go to college after graduating from high school.

Going to the countryside to jump in line.

"Aye?!"

As soon as I arrived at my uncle's house, before I passed the courtyard gate, a dark and muscular man came out of the kitchen next to me. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Wang Ye, and then asked tentatively.

"Brother Tiger!"

Wang Ye nodded with a smile and called the other person. The man who called him was his uncle's son and his cousin, named Wang Hu.

"It's really you, why are you back?"

Hearing Wang Ye's answer, Wang Hu was overjoyed. He walked in front of Wang Ye in three steps and patted Wang Ye on the shoulder.

"Dad, Mom, come out quickly and see who is back."

Wang Hu shouted at the top of his lungs. After a while, an old man who was nearly 10 years old came out of the main room holding a three or four-year-old boy. He was also overjoyed to see Wang.

"Aye, why are you back?"

Before he finished speaking, two women emerged from the kitchen next to him, a middle-aged woman and a woman in her twenties. When they saw Wang Ye, they also had expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Uncle, there's nothing going on at Ganggangyingzi where I joined the team during the Chinese New Year, so I thought about coming back to have a look."

The person who spoke was the uncle of the original owner, and the child was the son of his cousin Wang Hu.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, come on, come in quickly."

The uncle kept talking, with a smile on his face, and hurriedly called Wang Ye into the house, and turned back before he crossed the threshold.

"Xiaojuan, make two more dishes with your mother. Let's have a reunion dinner today."

"Okay."

Aunt and sister-in-law both smiled and nodded in agreement, then turned around and went into the kitchen to work.

"Aunt, sister-in-law, etc."

Wang Ye stopped his aunt and sister-in-law and handed over the mountain goods he was carrying.

"Aunt, sister-in-law, here are the mountain products I brought from Ganggang Yingzi. There are wild boar and rabbit meat, and some other things. You can take some out and stew them, and keep the rest for us to eat during the New Year."<

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"You kid, what else are you bringing home?"

My aunt complained, but she still took the things and went into the kitchen with her sister-in-law.

Wang also followed his uncle into the hall, and his cousin followed closely behind him, holding his son.

"Come on, put your things down quickly and sit here to warm yourself by the fire. You must be tired after walking such a long way."

As soon as he entered the house, Wang Ye saw that a brazier had been set up against the wall in the main room, and the charcoal fire was burning inside.

His uncle has a skill in making charcoal, so there is no shortage of charcoal at home.

"Okay."

Wang also responded, put his luggage and Wushuang sword box down against the wall, then moved a chair and sat down in front of the brazier.

"Aye, what's in your box?"

Cousin Wang Hu saw the Wushuang Sword Box and asked curiously.

"Nothing, it contains musical instruments."

Wang Ye came up with this reason again and excused his cousin.

"Aye, how are you doing there? Are you used to eating?"

The uncle also sat down next to him and looked Wang Ye up and down. He was not fat or dark, but rather whiter, and his body bones seemed to be much stronger.

"Fortunately, I wasn't used to it at first, but I got used to it gradually."

Wang Ye smiled, Gang Gang Camp was pretty good, there was nothing wrong with it except going to the toilet was troublesome.

"That's good. After you left, your aunt and I were worried that you wouldn't be used to it when you got there."

The uncle took out his pipe, took out a handful of tobacco leaves from the hanging tobacco bag, stuffed it into the pipe, and used tongs to pick up a small piece of charcoal from the brazier and light the tobacco.

In this way, I started chatting with Wang Ye while smoking dry cigarettes, and my cousin Wang Hu would answer the question from time to time.

From the exchange, Wang also learned that the uncle’s family was doing well this year, and the income was barely enough to keep the family from going hungry.

Materials were scarce in this era, and the household responsibility system had not yet been implemented. Everyone worked in the commune to earn work points, but they could not earn much. It was difficult to guarantee food and clothing, not to mention that the uncle's family still had a young man.

"Okay, your aunt and sister-in-law have prepared the meal. Let's chat while eating."

The uncle knocked the ashes from his pipe in the brazier, and then invited Wang Ye to eat.

"Okay."

Wang Ye nodded and sat down around the square table with his cousin Wang Hu.

"Aye, you can rest here today. Your house hasn't been home for a long time. Please clean it before moving in tomorrow."

The uncle seemed to remember something after taking a bite of rice, looked at him and said.

"Uncle, I'd better go back and rest. You can't live here. Besides, it won't take much effort to tidy up the bed."

Wang Ye shook his head and expressed his refusal.

"Okay, but don't leave the house at night."

The uncle thought about it and realized that it was really hard to live in. There were only two rooms in his house, one for his wife and his wife, and the other for his son and his family. There really weren’t many rooms.

"Uncle, why do you say that?"

Wang Ye was curious when he heard this and couldn't understand why his uncle said that.

At this time, cousin Wang Hu answered:

"Aye, you just came back, and you don't know that some strange things have happened in the village recently."

Wang Ye turned to look at his cousin Wang Hu. Seeing his serious look, knowing that the matter might be serious, he asked:
Chapter completed!