The remote little village is nestled among a large area of ​​closely connected mountains, and each household is built with one-piece houses. It is built with the mountains, but it is not even scattered in pieces, scattered among the mountains.

Compared to the village near the cemetery, it is much poorer here. The path is thin and weak and gentle. The scrapped taxi can only barely pass through. The terrain is undulating and the jingle is shaking.

There are uneven buildings and some low houses. Even Beibei has to lower her waist to get in. The dilapidated doorman and the even more dilapidated door panels have raised their edges.

This is perhaps the most down-to-earth place she has ever seen. She has never been so close to the land. The mountains are ultimately the mountains. This area is actually no different from that area. On the black land, the white snow, chocolate and milk are so boring and beautiful. The villages in the near future are very different, and this place looks so simple and too casual.

"Girl, please contact your partner. This is Team Twelve. Where is his home?" The driver said, and the car was not driving fast, and he always complained.

Beibei got out of the car, and on the low door next to her, there were big words written in red lead oil, selling points, and one of them was wrong, and the one that was written larger. If it weren't for the door open, she would have gone to a abandoned store here. She took out her cell phone and called Peng Cheng while walking into the store.

Even snacks are counterfeit goods produced in imitation of the city, and there is no barcode. Cold black tea, what is this? Beibei looked at it and it was packaged like iced black tea, but it was just changed. She was too thirsty, so she bought two bottles, gave the driver a bottle, unscrewed it and took a sip, and it didn't taste like iced black tea.

I drove over a small bridge and turned two turns before I arrived at Peng Cheng's home. It poked into the village closest to the mountains, like a distant view on an oil painting, and the three lonely houses.

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The three-shaped house with one-line style, the one at the highest point behind it, has been many years. The door is so low, the color of the soil is dry, like a matchbox. The walls on all four sides are gray-black adobe, and there are rows of corn cobs hanging on the eaves. The corn is getting dehydrated by the sun, and the yellow is even more dazzling, like the scene used in a photo studio.

The two houses side by side in front are very new and quite beautiful. They are probably the most beautiful house in this village, with pure white tiles outside. There is a large earth slope in front of the door, which is very steep and leads directly to the earth path below.

The taxi slowly drove over, and the old guy no longer had the strength to drive up the dirt slope. Peng Cheng was standing at the intersection, leaning against the mountains. The snow-capped mountains reflected his beautiful appearance in his coat, which was incompatible with this village and this mountain.

The gauze on the young man's face had been removed, and everything that was stuffed in his nose was taken out. But for some reason, Beibei still felt strange when he saw that he looked like two overlapping faces, which were always a little different, but no one could see them. Peng Cheng said that it would take a while before the meat line was removed, so there was still a little swollen on his mouth, but he looked much better and his already pretty little face seemed really flawless now.

When he saw Beibei's car driving over, his body couldn't help but look forward, his eyes flashing, but he didn't dare to laugh very much. Beibei sat in the passenger seat, with a transparent windshield, and they looked at him blankly, and he was almost filled with tears.

He walked towards her eagerly, and the steps below her feet staggered, so she hurriedly stopped the car.

Peng Cheng opened the car door and said, "Wife, you are here." He took Beibei out of the car diligently, looked back at the people behind him, the strange women in the hospital, and other even strangers. He couldn't hold on to him and smiled, very proud, but he couldn't say a word.

Beibei was a little embarrassed. She didn't know any of those people. She looked at him, and he just looked at her happily, without commenting. It was as if she had come, everything was fine and everything was fine.

"Well, there is something in the trunk of the car." She said timidly.

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"Babe, you're sitting."

The short woman suddenly came into the house, muttered her head and went out again. This is basically the case. Beibei didn't hear it very clearly and didn't have to respond urgently, so the woman went out. She sat on the kang, and the kang was so hot that she was coaxed to her warmth when she sat on it. She glanced at Peng Cheng, and he looked at her with joy, which made her feel even more at a loss.

This is one of the two white houses in front. Peng Cheng took off his shoes and got on the kang. He took a cushion on his face and covered it with his hands. He held it up with a smile and looked at her: "Wife, are you cold?"

"It's okay not to be cold, it's just that I've been delayed on the road for too long." Beibei also stuffed his hand under the mat, feeling the pain between his fingers relieved a little.

"Beibei, what do you eat?" As expected, the short woman came in again at this time. She took a bamboo dustpan, which was a very delicate small dustpan, smaller than the dustpans that Beibei had seen before, and were full of walnuts and hazelnuts. The woman lowered her head and said in a slight manner that it was walnuts or not, so she asked Beibei to try it and pick up what she liked to eat.

"Wife, don't you like to eat walnuts?" Peng Cheng said, moving the dustpan over and put it in front of the girl. After thinking about it, he complained again: "I haven't bought pliers!" He frowned slightly.

"Wife, you eat hazelnuts first, I'll go out and smash them for you." He grabbed a handful of them and stepped off the kang in one step.

"Don't be, don't be..." He couldn't stop him anymore.

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This room must be the house of the couple. Now only Beibei is left. Hazelnuts are still good, unlike this country thing, which is big and fragrant. On the wall on the right is a photo of the couple, wedding photos, and the woman's pretentious posture is obviously her first time getting married, and she looks very unfamiliar.

"Wife, try it." Peng Cheng came back with the walnut kernel in a blink of an eye. He climbed onto the kang, moved in on his knees, held the walnut kernels in both hands, and held them in front of the girl. The broken walnut kernels were properly lying in his hand, and he licked his lips.

"You eat it! Why don't you eat it?" Beibei took one and put it in his mouth. With a click, it was crispy. Her shiny eyes were full of joy. It tasted good, but it was far inferior to his compliment.

"I bought it for you by eating this thing. No one in this family eats walnuts." Peng Cheng laughed even more proudly when he saw her love to eat.

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"Why don't they come in? Who is that woman?" Beibei lay down at the window and looked at the people busy outside the window. The young woman wearing a flowery cotton jacket led a child with a height of a floor, standing in front of the new house. She was the woman in the wedding photo, a skinny girl, and the flowery cotton jacket seemed to be hanging on her life jacket, and it didn't fit.

"My sister-in-law! Isn't this the only one?" Peng Cheng pointed to the photo on the wall: "This house is her house, and that man is my brother."

There was a gray-necked duck in the wooden cage in the northwest corner. A tall and thin man was squatting there, just a big back.

"Then that older man is your dad!"

He was still a thin old man, hunched over, and the family was very thin. The old man walked through the middle of a pile of wood with his hands behind his back. He didn't enter the house or say anything, as if no one was around. The sound of scooping water in the outer room scared Beibei, and she hurriedly sat down on the kang again.

"Well! The one who came in with walnuts just now was my mother." Peng Cheng said very relaxedly, but he stared at her eyes tightly and knelt on the kang, but the muscles in his arms were stiff. He was so nervous that he refused to relax. Perhaps because of fear that this sentence would really lose the girl in front of him.

Beibei's pupils indeed magnified: "Ah! Are they your biological children? But you don't look like them!" The girl tried her best to hide the other one with one shock, which shocked her even more, and could no longer calm her heart. That little woman was like a countryman selling cosmetics at all. She was like a countryman from the mountains next to a vegetable market, selling dog treasure pickles.

"I don't know either." Peng Cheng reached out and scratched his head. After thinking about it, he laughed.

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Beibei was confused by this sudden mother. Although she didn't say anything, she was suspicious. She never thought that Peng Cheng's mother was such a person. They were so different. Whether it was appearance or personality, in her head, she felt that Peng Cheng's mother was a charming woman wearing a floral shirt tightened with her body, and her eyebrows and eyes.

The short woman seemed to be very embarrassed. Her accent was vague, as if something was in her mouth and couldn't explain it clearly. She came in again, sent some fruits in, and said, "Beibei is sitting, you are eating." She avoided Beibei's gaze back and forth, just like she was a child bride who had raised Peng Cheng since she was a child, looking at her man, and found a learned and capable young female soldier from outside the mountains, timid and restrained.

The girl's gaze seemed to be a great test for the family, and Peng Cheng's sister-in-law never entered the house. Could the man in front of the duck cage be Peng Cheng's brother? He said that his brother's name is Zhang Chao, a black and thin farmer, he is extremely old. At the age of age, he is two years younger than Beibei, but he has a good look of hard work.

Peng Cheng's little slap face was so pretty, but that person definitely didn't look like Peng Cheng's brother, but he was like his farmer, a little stupid uncle.

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"Wife, that's the monkey I told you."

I don't know when the child ran out, so he ran back and ran into the house. When he pushed the door, he saw Beibei, lifted up his eyelids and glanced at her embarrassedly. His little eyes were so shy that Peng Cheng couldn't stop smiling. He looked at Beibei specifically and saw that the girl laughed, he waved to let the child come over.

"Young man!" Peng Cheng frightened the child and turned his face cold: "Come here, come and see the second aunt." He insisted on saying this, secretly aiming at the girl's reaction. No matter how he called, the child just glanced at Beibei, neither calling anyone nor taking steps forward.

"Why are you so scared? Why did you tell me just now? What did you say to me?"

After hearing Peng Cheng teach him this lesson, the child lowered his head embarrassedly. He pursed his lips and smiled, shook his head, and agreed with Peng Cheng that he would not speak anything anymore and turned around and wanted to run away.

"Where have you gone?" Peng Cheng grabbed his collar, wiped the little boy over, and stretched it onto the kang.

The child struggled and shouted: "The old aunt and my third uncle are here, and the second aunt and the third aunt."

"Don't talk about those, who are you talking to? Who are you?"

"Second Aunt, Second Aunt..." The child shouted quickly, and Beibei carried him over. As soon as he let go, he really jumped to the ground like a monkey, sat down on the sofa, lowered his head, his face flushed, and he would not get close to him anymore.

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"My aunt will come over later, and my aunt will be there."

Peng Cheng looked at Beibei with a smile. He looked very happy, and Beibei looked at him with a smile. Maybe she didn't know yet, but Peng Cheng said that his aunt was here, what that meant.

Those people came to see the new wife. What could this different child bring back? She smiled, but she didn't understand. It didn't mean politeness. She simply thought it was just a smile, and even Peng Cheng didn't understand.

The sister-in-law of Huamei's cotton-padded jacket entered the house and walked into the house. She seemed reluctant. She ignored her and said, "Beibei, you sit down."

My sister-in-law opened her face coldly and forced her to smile, and she smiled hypocritically. She just evaded Beibei, then turned around and talked to Peng Cheng again: "Er'er! My second aunt is here, my aunt, and my third aunt." She raised her eyebrows and nodded. The uncle and sister-in-law seemed to have understood the meaning. She hurriedly went out, and when she left, she pulled the little boy down and took it out.

All of this made the girl on the kang look like a fool. She was always a little strange and ignorant when she arrived for the first time.

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After a while, there were more people in the room, as if in a moment. The old ladies who didn't know who they were all raised their doors. They just walked up the slope below and all the sounds were scraped into the house. They sat high and low from the kang to the sofa next to them. Some people sat in a large area. Beibei felt like a peacock with a flower-tailed flower in the park. They were all looking at her, and they were so rare.

Those people seemed to look exactly the same. Peng Cheng said that he was called Lao Aunt, and she also called Lao Aunt. When he said that he was called Er Aunt, she also called Er Aunt. When he looked back, he couldn't tell which one was Lao Aunt and which one was the second Aunt.

Most of them have bloated bodies, thin arms and legs, and have a round belly, a dark face and a shiny cheekbones. Only Peng Cheng's cousin, the only young man among the old women, is not as similar as them.

My cousin is tall and strong, like a young mule with thick shoulders, and is generally physically employed by heavy upper limbs. The muscles on the arms are extremely developed, like the extra piece in the sausage. The people are squeezed and deformed, and they don't match their legs.

As soon as he entered the room, he sat on the edge of the kang, eating melon seeds with his back to the girl in the kang. He was very shy, after all, it was his sister-in-law. There were so many people, but he didn't look at Beibei carefully without smiling. His head was so low that he could not see any head from behind, as if only one body was poking on the edge of the kang.

After a while, he ate a handful of melon seed skins and held them in his hand. Suddenly, he turned his head from the air between the two women and said to Beibei: "Second sister-in-law, my second brother told me that you can drink three bowls of mutton soup."

Beibei swallowed and spitted. She widened her eyes and glanced at Peng Cheng as if she wanted help. Seeing him looking indifferent, she smiled awkwardly. She just heard the little monkey call Second Auntie, and she was not so uncomfortable, and she was not very used to the title Second Sister-in-law. The girl's standard smile froze on her mouth, and she felt that her throat was unbearable.

"Really!" My cousin seemed surprised, and pushed and ran into the kang again: "I'm going to think that my second brother is fooling me! Generally, no girl can drink three bowls, so you can drink it." My cousin said the truth very seriously, making people embarrassed and embarrassed, and Beibei's face turned red suddenly.
Chapter completed!