The Stockade in the Seven Hundred and Thirty Mountains

Human potential is really limitless, especially women. Don't look at Su Ling, who is so delicate and weak, but she was preached by Miao Shuifeng, so she just crawled to the stockade with a breath, and said nothing. Health support.

It's just that she was paralyzed as soon as she arrived in the stockade, and her whole body was attached to Lu Zi Fitness, like a dead fish. Like her, her nephew and Su Weimin were paralyzed on the ground without any image. White eyes.

There were a lot of little girls in Zhaizikou, some six- or seven-year-old girls were naked, and they were not shy at all to look at Shen Jiao and the others, and looked at them frankly.

"Aunt Feng, are you back? Did you bring any candy?" A five- or six-year-old boy ran over, also naked, and his little Ding Ding kept shaking.

Miao Shuifeng grabbed a handful of fruit candies from the bag, gave them to the children with a smile, and said loudly, "Eat one for each person, you are not allowed to eat more. If anyone breaks the rules, they will not want to eat candy in the future."

"I know, Aunt Feng, go back to the house, Grandpa Yan and Grandma have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The children responded with a smile, and couldn't wait to tear up the candy wrapper and put it into their mouths, looking very satisfied.

Miao Shuifeng turned her head and said, "Go to my house to rest first, the great wizard is on another hill, and I will take you there tomorrow."

Shen Jiao looked around. The scale of the stockade was still quite large. Visually, there were hundreds of households. The stilted buildings were very dense. However, the stockade was really broken. The houses of the households are more decent, and they should be the wealthy households in the stockade.

There were many old people gathered in the shade downstairs on the stilted feet. The old man held a hookah in his hand and puffed on it. After smoking a bag, he laughed with a toothless mouth and a very satisfied expression.

The old grandmother squinted at the sole of the shoe, first poked it with an awl, and then rubbed the thick needle on the edge of the mane for a few times, then squinted and passed through, her hand like dead tree bark tightened the hemp rope, and even He pulled a few times, and then continued to poke the second needle.

Although the whole stockade is dilapidated, the atmosphere is extremely harmonious. Everyone has a quiet smile on their faces, and they are very satisfied with their current life.

Miao Shuifeng walked over to greet them, the three grandpas and five grandma shouted a lot, and even took out the soft rice cakes from the bag and gave them one by one to the old people.

The old people were very happy. Gulu spoke a few dialects, but Shen Jiao didn't understand a word. Miao Shuifeng translated: "They are complimenting Jiaojiao and Aunt Su, saying that you are born with water spirits."

Shen Jiao and Su Ling hurriedly bowed down to salute these old men, and Han Qixiu and the others did the same, bowing slightly.

The stilted building of Miao Shuifeng's house is in the depths of the stockade. It is one of the better buildings in the stockade. Some children have come over to inform Miao Shuifeng's parents. At this moment, they are all standing at the door to greet them with smiles on their faces.

"Father and Mother, they are my friends, this is the Shen Jiao I often talk about with you."

Miao Shuifeng focused on Shen Jiao, and the two old men murmured a few words before bending down towards Shen Jiao, which shocked Shen Jiao, and hurriedly bent her waist low.

"My parents want to thank you, please don't mind Jiaojiao."

Miao Shuifeng explained with a smile, and also muttered a few words to her parents. The two old people could be regarded as getting up. Shen Jiao breathed a sigh of relief and kept beating her small waist, her waist was about to break!

A black and thin teenager in his teens came over with a basket on his back, saw Miao Shuifeng's eyes lit up, and ran over and said, "Eldest sister, I put a pheasant on the mountain, and at night I asked Auntie to stew mushrooms for you and me. The honored guests eat."

Miao Shuifeng patted the boy's head lovingly, and said with a smile, "This is my little brother, we all call him Sister Yang, she is twelve years old."

Shen Han asked curiously, "Why are boys called girls? I heard that you are all called yazi?"

The young man smiled shyly and entered the house with the basket on his back.

Miao Shuifeng explained: "My little brother was born prematurely and was born like a little mouse, so I called him sister."

Shen Han still didn't understand, Han Qiwei whispered in his ear: "This is the custom of our N province. When boys are weak when they are young, they have to be called sisters. When the bullhead and horses come to seduce their souls, they hear everyone calling them sisters. I would think it's really a girl, so that the boy can grow up safely."

"Dare like this, Xiaowei, were you a girl or a girl when you were young?" Shen Han joked.

Han Qiwei rolled his eyes, raised his chest and said, "Young Master is born with eight pounds and eight taels. You say that Young Master is a girl or a girl, but you are not a girl, right?"

"Fuck you stinky bastard, sir, I was born with eight and a half pounds. I can crawl in three months, sit in six months, and walk in eight months..."

The corner of Shen Jiao's mouth twitched, she slapped it down, and reprimanded: "Are you a dog? You can leave in eight months? My uncle said that you were lazy since you were young, and you still refuse to move your legs when you are over a year old. "

"Haha, don't spend your money on bragging!"

Han Qiwei gave his good brother a contemptuous look, and went into the house proudly carrying something on his back. Behind him, Shen Han's face was red and blue, and he smiled awkwardly.

Miao Shuifeng's house was kept very clean. Although the furniture was old, it was polished and the floor was clean. A 15- or 16-year-old girl was burning a fire in the house. Seeing so many guests, she quickly got up and smiled. , looks a little twisted.

"This is my sister, Yinfeng."

Yinfeng is much more beautiful than Miao Shuifeng when she first entered the school, with fair skin and slender stature, she is as slim as a spring flower waiting to bloom.

Miao Shuifeng's mother brewed tea. The tea is wild tea from the mountains. It was picked and fried before Qingming. It is fragrant and tastes much better than the high-priced teas on the market.

"This tea is really fragrant." Shen Jiao took a sip and praised her sincerely.

"Take it back if it tastes good. Our family doesn't like to drink these tender teas. The taste is too weak. My family likes to drink old tea." Miao Shuifeng said with a hearty smile.

Shen Jiao was not polite to her either: "Sure, I'll bring some with me when I go back. My grandfather must also like to drink it."

Sometimes, being too polite with friends is a blasphemy to friendship. Sure enough, Miao Shuifeng laughed very happily, and went over to help her sister make a fire.

The stove here is also very characteristic. It should be said that there is no stove. It is a square pit on the floor, and an iron hook is hung above it to hang the pot. This fire pit is somewhat like a temporary stove in the wild. , The locals cook rice, stir-fry vegetables and cook pig food on the fire pit.

At this moment, Miao Yinfeng was cooking on the fire pond. The pot here is also very strange. The bottom is different from the steel pot, which is flat, but pointed and conical. It cannot be placed flat on the ground, but can only be hung on a hook.

On the other firepit, there is the same pot. Inside is the pheasant prepared by Miao Shuifeng's younger brother, which is stewing soup, and another firepit is cooking. The smell was fragrant, and everyone swallowed their saliva involuntarily, hungry.