When Feng Yi woke up, the "family tree" that was spread out had been closed.
The upper layer of the stone platform was restored to its original state, with the "family tree" sealed inside.
The stone pillar slowly sank until it merged with the ground.
Feng Yi squatted down and took a closer look, even worried that he might be dazzled and unable to see clearly. He took out his mobile phone and used the high-definition camera to enlarge the image to see every detail of the ground clearly.
However, whether with the naked eye or with a mobile phone's high-definition camera, what one sees and captures is a whole piece of ground without any fine lines, let alone cracks.
It was as if everything he had experienced before was just an illusion.
After searching the room carefully for several times, no suspicious traces were found.
Feng Yi looked at the time on his phone.
He actually stayed here all night!
The time is now seven o'clock the next morning!
He may have stood here all night, but his body did not feel stiff or uncomfortable.
Unable to find any more clues, Feng Yi had to give up and walked towards the door on the wall.
The door opened automatically.
As he approached the door, the lights in the room went out one by one. When he stepped out of the door completely and the door closed automatically, the secret room was already dark.
As I walked out of the house, I heard some noise coming from the yard outside.
"Good morning, Uncle Ya. Is it foggy?" Feng Yi said.
"It will be over soon." A voice came from Uncle Ya's cell phone.
The fog blocked the sunlight, but the morning glow had already appeared, and through the gradually thinning fog, one could see the orange-red and golden glow.
The leaves of all kinds of flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard of the old house, both large and small, are covered with water droplets. The soil that was dry and hard yesterday has now either turned into mud or changed shape due to the moisture.
"Did it rain last night?" Feng Yi was surprised. He had checked the weather forecast, and it clearly said that it would be sunny for the next two days!
However, some people have mentioned to him that the weather in the mountains is unpredictable and can change at any time, and the local weather forecast often changes several times a day.
So Feng Yi just asked casually.
Uncle Ya took out his phone and quickly typed and converted it into voice: "Breakfast is steamed buns and noodles. They are in the kitchen and you can eat them by yourself. They are all left for you. Don't be hungry. Eat them all! I'm going to the tea garden to pick some tea leaves."
"There is a tea garden here? Do you need help? I'm not hungry now." Feng Yi asked.
"No, you're hungry!" Uncle Ya replied.
Feng Yi wanted to say something, but Uncle Ya waved his hand and went out with the bamboo basket on his back.
Seeing this, Feng Yi had to give up. He was still thinking about finding out some information while helping.
The kitchen was easy to find, but the things on the kitchen table were beyond his imagination.
A large porcelain bowl. Or rather, a large porcelain basin. I don't know where it was bought from, but it's almost as big as an adult's wash basin. It's filled with hand-rolled noodles.
A large steamer was used to steam 10 buns with thin skin and large fillings. Each one was about the diameter of his palm and was filled with meat fillings.
Feng Yi's eyes were fixed.
What misunderstanding did Uncle Ya have about him
Why do you think he can eat so much
When he was working part-time shooting commercials while in school, he had to manage his body and had certain dietary requirements, and his appetite has not changed much until now.
With his appetite, a normal bowl of soup noodles plus a steamed bun... or at most two, is enough.
Don’t waste food!
So Feng Yi, who was very self-aware, took out a normal-sized bowl of noodle soup from the cupboard, took out a bowl of noodles from the large porcelain basin, picked up a bun and started eating.
As I was eating, I realized I had finished.
I actually feel a little hungry.
He divided out another bowl, picked up a bun and continued eating.
The hunger is becoming more and more obvious.
15 minutes later.
Feng Yi looked at the large porcelain bowl with not even a spoonful of soup left in it, and the empty steamer, and remained silent.
the other side.
Uncle Ya came to the tea garden carrying a bamboo basket.
Overnight, many new buds sprouted from the tea trees.
The big leaves are covered with water droplets.
The dew slid down the edge of the leaves, gathered, and fell on the tips of the leaves, swaying up and down.
The morning glow shines through the mist, forming strange rays of light on the clear water droplets.
Uncle Ya's old eyes looked at the tea garden where the fog was gradually dispersing, he grinned, took out a special backpack from the bamboo basket, carried it on his back, and walked among the tea trees.
Use both hands to pick tea leaves from both sides at the same time, picking only the newly grown thin buds on the tea branches.
Every time I waved my hands, several newly grown green leaf buds jumped into the basket.
The arms danced so fast that only vague fan-shaped shadows and dense, slight clicking sounds could be seen.
It’s more efficient than the brush of a sweeping robot.
The clothes were soon soaked by dew, and the backpack was filled with leaf buds at a speed visible to the naked eye. After pouring them into the large bamboo basket, the next round continued.
When Uncle Ya came back from picking tea, Feng Yi was sitting on the stone steps at the door in a daze, as if he was pondering some profound philosophy of life.
Seeing Uncle Ya, Feng Yi came back to his senses and glanced at the time on his phone, "Have you finished picking tea so soon?"
The fog dissipated and the sun began to warm the earth, but a hint of moisture could still be felt in the air.
Uncle Ya put down the bamboo basket and replied on his phone: "Wait two hours before coming down the mountain. I will make tea and give you two cans."
Feng Yi: "...Okay, thank you Uncle Ya."
I didn’t plan to go down the mountain immediately!
I'd like to find out more information!
But Uncle Ya quickly entered into the tea-making process and seemed extremely devoted. He even put aside his mobile phone, which he had always kept with him, and did not let Feng Yi interfere.
Feng Yi could only wait.
Two hours later, Uncle Ya finished his work, divided some of the liquid into two special jars, and handed them to Feng Yi: "Leave it for two days before drinking."
Feng Yi was eating and taking things, and he felt embarrassed not to pay, so he was about to say something.
Uncle Ya waved his hand casually and typed a few words on his phone: "It's not a big deal! Go back quickly, someone will tell you the rest."
Feng Yi wanted to ask about the ancestral home and the family tree, and also wanted to find out about the old housekeeper and the great-aunt from Uncle Ya, but after hearing what Uncle Ya said, he really couldn't get any useful information.
It's obvious that they are trying to drive people away.
Feng Yi packed the teapot, tidied up briefly, and looked at Uncle Ya.
Uncle Ya made a gesture: Hurry up!
Feng Yi sighed in his heart and walked out with his bag on his back. Not long after he walked, he heard a voice message coming from behind him. It should be from Uncle Ya’s friend.
Online! Three missing one!!!
Feng Yi turned around and saw Uncle Ya typing quickly while walking towards the house.
The old man is really busy.
Sighing, Feng Yi walked down the mountain.
I didn't wear a helmet or mask this time, and I put my gloves in my bag.
He somehow knew that it was okay not to wear a helmet mask.
The number of active flying insects gradually increased, but on the way down the mountain, when Feng Yi passed by, those flying insects took the initiative to avoid him, as if they smelled something unpleasant.
When he was almost halfway up the mountain, Feng Yi met the two people who had sent him up the mountain yesterday.
The two men were carrying large boxes out of the car, then walked to the isolation zone and put the boxes on a machine, which would transfer the boxes to the other side of the isolation net and then pour out the contents.
The box is full of mice.
Judging from their plump bodies and shiny fur, these mice usually live a good life.
Feng Yi went over to greet the two of them, and this time he didn't ask them to help drive him down the mountain. He had just accomplished a big thing, and although the doubts in his heart increased instead of decreased, he felt much more at ease than when he came yesterday, and his body was not tired.
"Going back?" the two men asked.
"Well, what are you doing?" Feng Yi walked over.
"We feed them rats. We have to do this every few days to make use of resources. The rats are transported from the city. They are so fat. I don't know how much they have eaten."
After pouring another box, the two looked at the rat snakes on the other side of the isolation net.
"Why do I feel like there are so few snakes today?"
"It's true that he is not as active as in the previous times. He looks very timid." said another person.
"But, looking at the way they swallowed the mouse, they were pretty aggressive and didn't look sick."
"It's probably because it rained last night. It's still a little chilly in the mountains. It will be more active once the temperature rises a bit."
When Feng Yi heard what they said, he also walked over and took a closer look.
"Aren't you afraid of snakes anymore?" someone asked.
Feng Yi paused, then nodded, "I don't feel that scared anymore."
I'm definitely not as scared as I was yesterday.
Just as he somehow knew that the mosquitoes would avoid him, he also seemed to know:
These foodies can't hurt me!
To verify, Feng Yi took another step closer to the isolation net.
On the other side of the isolation net, a king cobra with a body length of over two meters and a trunk thicker than an adult's forearm was swallowing a mouse. When Feng Yi approached, it suddenly paused, slowly turned, twisted its body with some difficulty to move away, and then continued to swallow.
Not only this one, but the others nearby, whether they were eating or preparing to eat, also left quickly.
The two people in charge of feeding the pigs were extremely surprised when they saw this: "Why are you so scared all of a sudden? Aren't you usually quite arrogant?"
Normally, this group of king snakes would eat mice even if there were people watching nearby. This was the first time they had seen them suddenly become so "shy".
However, the two of them didn't care and wondered if Feng Yi had been sprayed with snake repellent or something like that.
Feng Yi left and continued to walk down the mountain, and sent another text message to the driver from yesterday. If the driver was driving, it would be inconvenient to answer the phone, and he would be able to read the text message when he was free. If he didn't reply until he got down the mountain, Feng Yi would find another car.
Fortunately, the driver replied quickly and called me directly.
The driver was impressed. "As long as it's safe... OK, I'm not far from there now, I'll be there soon, it will probably take... 50 minutes at most."
Feng Yi is not in a hurry now. After making an appointment with the driver, he is in the mood to appreciate the mountain scenery while walking down the mountain.
I also saw a frog hiding.
I heard that there are frogs and toads in the reserve, but not many. The king snakes were fed too many mice, which reduced their predation on frogs and toads, so there are still a few alive in the mountains.
When Feng Yi arrived at the parking lot yesterday, the driver just happened to drive over.
The driver looked at him and said, "You look good."
"Not bad." Feng Yi put his bag away and got into the car.
When the car left Xiaofeng Mountain, we encountered patrolmen in the nature reserve chasing a "jailbroken" snake. The snake opened its mouth wide and swallowed a frog.
Driver: "Tsk, it's pretty scary to see a snake swallowing something up close, don't you think?"
As he turned his head to find resonance, he found Feng Yi staring out the window with saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth.
driver:
Feng Yi quickly wiped the corners of his mouth, and seeing the driver staring at him inquiringly, he explained: "My classmate just sent me a message, go back and have a big meal."
The driver suddenly understood and nodded vigorously to show his understanding: "Hey, me too. If someone asks me to treat you to a big dinner, I will be more reluctant than you!"
After that, the driver reminded: "But remember, one bullfrog is illegal, ten bullfrogs will be a criminal offense! If you want to eat bullfrogs, eat farmed bullfrogs and don't touch frogs. Bullfrogs are very common now, they are big and meaty. Hey, I like basil bullfrogs the best!"
Feng Yi responded with a smile, then when the driver turned around and drove, he slapped himself lightly.
What's wrong with you? How can you look hungry