Xiao Chen's hometown, in a ravine in Liuhe Town, Qichun, belongs to the remnant vein of Henggang Mountain. Here, the mountains are backed by water, the breeze is blowing, the sun is shining, and the feng shui is excellent.
Xiao Chen's parents originally came from this city. After retirement, their parents built a three-story building on the old homestead. Its structure is reasonable, its function is clear, its decoration is simple, and all the living facilities in the house are the same as those in the city. This is a veritable country villa. Father Chen took us to visit the terrace. The mountain behind the house is covered with pine forests. When the wind blows, pine trees are accompanied by turpentine, and the sound goes straight to the ears, nose and lungs. Looking at the golden rice fields, the green ponds and the surrounding dark green mountains, I took a deep breath of clean air, exhausted and suddenly felt airy.
After drinking several cups of local tea with the aroma of fried chestnuts, Father Chen took us to see three trees that are said to be very old and magical. One is camphor tree, which is located at the entrance of the village and blocks the sun. Because of the high terrain, it is even more stalwart. There is an earth temple under the tree. Close up, there is a white porcelain Guanyin in the small room. Another tree, camphor tree, lies between the villa and the stream. The terrain is slightly lower and the momentum is high. The trunk is so thick that three people can hug each other. The lateral branches are also very thick and magnificent, galloping across the sky. Looking up, the leaves are dense, the green mass is dense, and the scattered beige autumn sunshine is projected on the black land, and the light spot is warm.
This camphor tree is surrounded by cement bricks half a person's height, and there is only one exit, which is C-shaped. Father Chen said it was to protect ancient trees. There is another origin: on a certain day of a certain month, a few people from hundreds of miles away suddenly came to the village, peeled off a few camphor trees and left. The villagers asked the reason, and the answer was to cure the disease, which was what the Buddha meant. ...
The third tree is a kind of tree called Guazao. This tree is located next to an idle house in front of the villa. At first glance, it looks like a phoenix tree, but there is a kind of fruit on the tree, which is brown and shapeless. At first glance, it looks like a branch-this is the jujube tree. Melons and dates can be eaten and occasionally sold in supermarkets. I have eaten the sour and sweet taste before, but this strange melon and jujube tree is the first time I have seen it. When I saw a few strings of dates falling on the ground, I picked them up and broke them. I couldn't help but put them in my mouth to taste-juicy, sour and a little sweet. Chen Fuxiao said that jujube is not in the mature season, and it will take several months. ...
These three longevity trees have a long history, and the finished products are arranged in zigzag. They are horns of each other, guarding the village ... which also shows that the mountain village where Xiao Chen's hometown is located is also very old.
We didn't want to eat dates, so we went to the stream to have a look. Go down the slope paved with cement and you will reach the water's edge. Wash your hands by squatting on the stone pier. The water is cold and green. Surrounded by lush bamboo forests, the reflection is clear and green in the water and dyed in the wind.
Father Chen said there were fish in the stream. The fish is not big, but it is delicious. I believe that water is living water, clean and natural fish, which is not delicious! I stared at the bottom of the water and saw no fish, only gray sand and swaying weeds. The stream is not deep, only half a meter visually, but the bank of the stream is very high. From the bottom of the stream to the bank flush with the highway, there must be four or five meters. As soon as I looked up, I saw the bridge across the stream-it was from this bridge that we entered the village by car. The bridge is a stone arch bridge. The stream is not wide, so there is only one hole, but the span is high. In the case of floods or flash floods, the flow should be quite large. Father Chen said that he made the bridge himself. Ten years ago, he spent more than 40 thousand yuan. Now, it is hundreds of thousands! Only then did I see a word on the bridge, which vaguely said the time of bridge construction, but it didn't seem to be signed ... Building a bridge and building a road will benefit the mulberry, and good deeds will be rewarded. Look at Chen Fu, a 72-year-old man with a straight back, full of energy, smiling and affable. He has always been with us without any signs of depression. This is a blessing!
Wandering for a long time, it's time to say goodbye Chen Fu's kindness, with Xiao Chen and his son, specially dug a bag of white hearts in the field, sent me a bag cooked in sweet potato porridge, and sent me a bag of pickled green peppers planted by Mu Chen himself ... This is good for my spleen and stomach, better than fish!
Back to the city, I often sip sweet potato porridge, chew pickled peppers, and miss the small mountain village. Cinnamomum camphora, jujube trees, pine breeze and streams … all come to taste and hug together!