Chapter 394: Chapter 394: Cave
His head was a little dizzy. From the overlap between the two curtains, he could see the faint cold light outside. In the room not far away, there were giggles coming from it.
Feng Yiping lifted the quilt on him. It was the kind of white lining commonly found in rural farmhouses, a red floral cotton quilt cover, and between the lining and the cover, a quilt was sewn together with the kind of thick thread used for shoe soles.
The set, including the padded sheets, was all new, and it smelled of sunshine and laundry soap. It was warm, but when pressed against the body, it was also heavy.
He was wearing only a shirt, and everywhere outside the quilt was cold. He shivered and put on his sweater and trousers in a couple of shakes, but still shivered.
'Knock, knock,' the door was knocked twice, and Huang Jingping smiled as she walked in, "are you up!'
'Hm," Feng Yiping looked at the watch, it was a little after three, 'after I got drunk, I didn't say anything stupid, did I?'
'No, you just giggled. As soon as I helped you up, you obediently followed me in. It was quite good. Everyone says you're so quiet even when you're drunk,' Huang Jingping scolded as she helped him tidy up the hood of his padded jacket. "Why were you so solid today? You drank so much?'
'I was happy!" Feng Yiping rubbed her head. "Who else is at home?" He gestured towards the kitchen.
'Just a few cousins chatting,' said Huang Jingping, blushing a little when she talked about it. The topic of conversation, of course, could not get away from her and Feng Yiping.
'Then I won't go over there. How about we go for a walk outside, and you show me the place where you were born and raised?'
Although Feng Yiping also grew up in such an environment, he really didn't want to answer some questions when faced with them now, such as money issues. And often, once you've answered, someone else will ask the same question, followed by someone else.
'Good, then bring your camera, the snow on the mountains behind hasn't melted yet,'
It seems that Huang Jingping didn't want Feng Yiping to be pointed at by those people anymore, so she quietly led him out of the house, familiar with the path between the ridges behind the village, and led him towards the mountains behind.
The mountains were covered in dead plants, and all was quiet, except for the sound of their trousers brushing against the bushes by the path.
Below the pine trees, there was unthawed snow, and above those trees, there was rime. Each pine tree looked as if it were frozen, and it was not unusual to see so many of them like this, it looked really spectacular.
'Isn't it beautiful!' Huang Jingping casually found a place and put her hands together in a scissor grip, asking Feng Yiping to take her photo. 'When I was little, I often followed my cousins up into the mountains, where I could eat lots of fruit, some sour, some sweet,'
Haha, it seems that children in the mountains were all similar when they were young.
'Eating fruit is nothing, I even ate the flowers of the azaleas!'
Feng Yiping bragged a little. This was actually something Feng Wen's grandfather taught him. He followed suit and ate it once, and only that once, picking some petals from the blooming azaleas and shoving them straight into his mouth. He had forgotten what it tasted like, and at this moment, like a child, he brought it up to compare with Huang Jingping.
People who grew up in small mountain villages like theirs actually struggled quite a lot later on, desperately trying to get out of these places just to be able to settle down in the city.
But after they got what they wanted, when they had time to relax, or when they were dreaming in the middle of the night, they would always think back to these unspectacular mountains and uninspiring water, and remember the scenes of themselves running around in the mountains wearing old clothes with patches.
This is one reason why Feng Yiping wants to make his hometown a better place.
'Can you really eat azaleas?' For a girl, eating flowers seems like a pretty bad idea. I've only heard of Daiyu burying flowers, and if Daiyu were to eat flowers, well, just thinking about it is quite upsetting!
'Yes, some varieties are edible, and there are other flowers, such as some roses, that can also be eaten. In some places, there are even flower banquets. You'll see.'
Huang Jingping struck a pose she thought was cool, and let Feng Yiping take a photo of her. She took his hand and continued walking uphill. Halfway up the mountain, there was a flat area with a large flat stone in the middle and a bare stone cliff on the other side. Feng Yiping walked over to take a look. It was pretty high. The stone wall was covered in water stains and some yellowing moss. If someone were to lose their footing, they would probably meet their maker.
'Do you know what? My grandfather told me that after the liberation, there were still bandits here. A bandit surnamed Li took over the mountain and became the king of the mountain. So this place was once the scene of a battle. It seems that someone later dug up some rusty swords and spears in the mountains.'
Feng Yiping had heard many stories like this. Feng Jiasheng's father, who lived next door, loved to tell these stories in the summer.
Huang Jingping led him to the other side of the stone field. There were a few large stones growing together here, as if they had been artificially stacked. A cave was built underneath, not very deep, and it was very bright. There were only a few clumps of dead grass on the ground.
'Do you think that bandit surnamed Li might have buried some gold and silver jewellery here?' Feng Yiping asked, taking a look at the cave entrance.
'Yeah, maybe there will be some secret manuals on martial arts or something!' Huang Jingping laughed and replied, 'What are you thinking about?'
You can't blame Feng Yiping for this. He has read too many novels and played too many games. To many people, a cave seems to mean an unknown treasure.
'Come, come up here, I'll show you where my house is,' Feng Yiping jumped nimbly to the top of the cave.
'Really? Can I see your house from here?' With Feng Yiping's help, Huang Jingping scrambled to the top.
Feng Yiping looked around and pointed to the west, saying, "Over there. Can you see that mountain? We're behind it.'
She could find the direction, but she really couldn't see it. Huang Jingping was greatly disappointed and let out a long, "Oh.' 'Let's go back down, too, or our parents will worry.'
Taking her next, 'Eh?' Feng Yiping exclaimed, looking into the cave, 'What's wrong?' Huang Jingping, who didn't understand, also came over. There was nothing inside the cave.
'Haha,' Feng Yiping pushed her in, "What are you doing!" Huang Jingping looked confused.
'My dear, I'm full, I'm warm, can't you guess what I want to do next?'
'No, I'm not going to go crazy with you!'
Looking at his strange smile, Huang Jingping knew what he was up to. She laughed and ran outside, but Feng Yiping easily pulled her back. Before long, her mouth was even covered.
'Ugh, ugh, no,' but she could not resist Feng Yiping. After a while, there was a faint sound of kissing coming from the cave, and then it disappeared in the cold wind.
More than ten minutes later, Huang Jingping came out from inside with a flushed face, as if she was still unsteady on her feet. She said viciously to the back, 'I'm warning you, don't even mention this in the future.'
'Yes, I won't say anything even if you kill me,' Feng Yiping smiled contentedly, but in his heart he was thinking, it's winter, if it were spring or summer, with flowers blooming on the ground and birds singing outside, wouldn't that be a different experience?
At dinner, Feng Yiping was in a good mood, without any aftereffects from the drunkenness. Huang Chengzhong even praised him, 'He recovered so quickly, he will definitely be able to drink in the future.'
'What's the use of being able to drink? We're not learning that. Yiping, it's bad for your health and liver,' Huang's mother then pushed a few more lamb slices towards Feng Yiping.
Only Huang Jingping secretly gave Feng Yiping a kick under the table. freeweɓnøvel.com
'Uncle, auntie, I originally wanted Jingping to come back to my home with me tomorrow, but my sister and brother-in-law and the rest of them are leaving for the provincial capital tomorrow, and quite a few people in the village are also scheduled to leave tomorrow, so it would be a bit of a rush to go to my home tomorrow. I was thinking about finding some time in the future. Do you think that's okay?'
'That's fine. Jingping has actually met your parents and some of the older people in the village. You're also leaving the day after tomorrow, so it's a bit rushed to go tomorrow. No problem, there's plenty of time.'
'After the day after tomorrow, I won't be able to see you for more than half a year. You two are so far away from each other, and we can't look after you both. I know that Yiping is a thoughtful boy with his own opinions, so we'll entrust Jingping to you. You must take good care of her,' said Huang's mother.
'I promise!' Feng Yiping looked at Huang Jingping and solemnly promised her parents.
'Jingping, you too. Yiping is busy with his studies and work, so you must take care of his life, don't be childish, and do your part. You must remember this!'
'I remember, Mom,' Huang Jingping looked at Feng Yiping and her eyes were full of laughter.