Secluded valley with drizzle. There was no wind, but it was exceptionally cold. This, perhaps, is what winter should look like.
The Year of the Tiger is now. Since the beginning of the Chinese New Year's Eve, it has been raining in Jiangnan's hometown, and occasionally it will snow. And where I am, I always listen to the forecast and do not see the real body of the snow.
Back at home, the first thing is to turn on the air conditioning in the room, and the second thing is to grasp the fire and put the stove up.
Because of my lazy sleep, I drove for more than an hour to my hometown, and it was already around 1 p.m.
After all, it is the Spring Festival, and the sense of ceremony is still indispensable. The door has not been opened, first put the fireworks at the door, this is the opening cannon. A thunderclap echoed in the secluded valley, and it was particularly deafening. Well, everyone in the village knows I'm back.
Open the door, go straight to the second floor, first turn on the air conditioning in the bedroom, warm the room, after all, it is still eleven o'clock back home, it has been four months.
Back on the first floor, take the stove from the bottom of the stairs that has been on hold for a year and put charcoal on it. This charcoal has been around for seven or eight years, and it's dry, but it's also a little damp. How to put the fire together, first find three or four pieces of larger charcoal, directly find a wire rack, and put it on the gas stove. Ignite, after four or five minutes, the charcoal will soon be red. Enough is enough, it should be able to bring his brothers and sisters to the fire. Just put these pieces of red charcoal into a pile of charcoal in the stove, and wait for them to slowly turn red.
Okay, finally it's time to sit down and take a break. The relatives and neighbors in the village are so enthusiastic, and the call from the next door to come back for the New Year came. Well, grab a pot of water and sit and wait for the guests to come to the door.
In winter, the mountain village is exceptionally cold. Put the stove in a small room, leaving only a small window opening, the temperature of the room rises relatively fast. But when I walked to the door, the rain still didn't stop, and the temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees again. However, even if it has snowed heavily in Hangzhou and the county seat, there is still no snowflake in this mountain village, but the cooling is cold to the bone, which will make people shiver involuntarily.
Mountain villages are lonely, mountain villages on rainy days are silent, and mountain villages in cold nights are particularly cold and lonely. In the dead of night, guests dream of making a pot of tea, roasting three or two of their own handmade buns or rice or rice dumplings on the stove, and flipping through a few steps of the film,...... This is the real return to nature, back to the hometown.
