Fengshui in Zhangjia Village, Lishui County

Continued from "Riding on the Third of Seven Villages in Xizixi: When Niuji Temple was deserted, this village sat at the end of the sky".

It's easy to go back. All the way down, I soon came to a fork in the road, also to the southwest. I noticed it when I went to Niuji Temple.

This is a dirt road, which is very narrow. It's hard to believe that this is the way to the natural village.

Judging from the direction, this road may lead to Winston.

I rode forward without hesitation.

Turn the hill, the road is wider and easier to walk.

Soon, I came to the village of Winston. This place has been the activity center of the village for several years. There is a row of five red tile houses on the right, which is quite imposing and the trees are dense. In terms of feng shui, this is a treasure trove of feng shui.

This village is as quiet as Niu Ji 'an. I think there is no one in this village.

I watched and listened quietly. I didn't find anyone, and I didn't hear people's voices.

However, I saw a detail, that is, because of the rain, people were washed into ditches on the uphill road into the village, and some people used earth mats, carts or bicycles to pass by.

Because the road ahead is steep and difficult to walk, I put my bike where I can see it at the entrance of the village and walk along the path with my camera on my back.

When I walked to a door, I found an old lady sitting at the door. She may have heard the noise and is visiting.

Because it is far away, there is a screen door. But I felt it, and our eyes met.

I want to go on, but I can't go on, and there is a gloomy phenomenon again. On the road ahead, there was no trace of mud pad. The mud pad reached the door of this family, and the car marks also entered this family.

So I walked back. When I walked to the door of this house, a dog barked in my ear.

Judging from the sound, the dog is very big and fierce. I wanted to go to this house to ask about the situation, but a barking dog interrupted my thoughts.

Sitting on a platform at the entrance of the village, I drank some water, took out my picture book and drew trees and houses. At this time, the wind came, the trees rang and the raindrops fell.

I packed my clothes and started running back quickly.

I rushed to the restaurant in the south of Cheyukou Village and took shelter from the rain under a shed.

It rained heavily, accompanied by thunder, and my shoes were soaked.

There is no one in such a big hotel. I can't hear anything except the sound of wind and rain.

At this time, about twelve o'clock, it's time for lunch. Although I'm not very hungry, my biological clock has told me it's time to eat.

It's still raining. I don't know when it will finish. I can't walk.

I'm starting to worry about lunch. When can I have dinner? Where to eat again? Even if there is a canteen nearby, buy something else to eat and have a snack. But all the way down, I didn't see a canteen.

At that time, I thought, as long as the rain stopped, it would be easy. Then I will stick to it for a while, and then I will go to Zhang Jiayu Village and have dinner for more than an hour.

Just thinking like this, suddenly an old man came out, and he also came to shelter from the rain. He was drenched worse than me. We nodded to each other, and he chose a seat.

While we were watching the rain, a man came out of the house in the west, and then a woman came out.

It turns out that someone. I asked the woman if she had anything to eat, and she said yes. I walked into the room and saw the kitchen and dining room. There were three people drinking.

I went into the cupboard, ordered a tomato scrambled eggs, ordered a small bottle of Erguotou and drank it.

After dinner, the rain stopped. I packed my things and rushed to Zhang Jiayu Village.