After returning home, Gao Mingcheng entered the room where he slept. His eyes fell on the mat, but in the end he did not lift the mat.
He suddenly wanted to meditate on his own and enter concentration.
The previous two times I meditated and entered trance, I looked at the meditation diagram on the gold foil paper, and then I fell into it naturally as if I was guided.
Therefore, he was wondering whether he could meditate successfully on his own.
So he sat cross-legged on the bed, with his heart upturned, and began to recall the contents on the gold foil paper in his mind.
However, no matter how he tried to recall it, he could not remember what the words on the gold foil paper were. He tried hard for a long time, but still found nothing.
"I seem to recognize all those words, but why can't I remember the content?" Gao Mingcheng frowned and pondered, but couldn't get an answer.
In the end, he could only lift up the mat and take out the gold foil paper under the mat.
He held the gold foil paper to the kerosene lamp. The moment the light shined through the gold foil paper, a golden light shone brightly. Almost instantly, Gao Mingcheng felt something in his heart, and his whole person fell into trance.
With the arrival of early morning, August has passed and a new September has ushered in.
September is already the beginning of autumn, but the weather is still hot despite the crisp autumn air. Only in the morning and evening, the cool mountain breeze blows from the deep mountains.
Gao Mingcheng's time to enter trance this time was shorter than that of last night. At about five o'clock in the morning, when the sky was dim, he had already woken up.
Feeling refreshed and refreshed, Gao Mingcheng was particularly satisfied.
He quietly went out and ran towards a flat hillside, found a suitable place and started practicing boxing.
The sky is getting brighter and brighter, a red sun is rising in the east, and the rays of light shine on the young man who is practicing boxing. Every move he makes is full of strength, and the muscles of his body are getting stronger bit by bit.
After practicing a set of four-door boxing ten times, Gao Mingcheng didn't stop until his body felt slightly tired and his body was covered with sweat.
It was already bright at this time, and smoke was already rising from the village at the foot of the mountain.
Gao Mingcheng did not return to the village, but continued to run into the mountains. There was a little dew in the grass, which wet his trouser legs. He ran wildly in the mountains, venting his abundant energy, while looking around and listening in all directions, looking for Traces of prey.
In the early morning, when pheasants and hares become active, the animals that have slept all night begin to come out in search of food.
Gao Mingcheng had no shotgun, no bow and arrows, or even a knife, so he picked up some hard stones on the ground and used them as weapons to hit prey.
The sound of him running in the mountains startled birds and animals, and there were rustling sounds everywhere. He ignored the birds flying around on the branches and focused on the pheasants and rabbits.
The stone in his hand was shot out in one direction, and there was a short sound of breaking through the air, followed by the dull sound of the stone hitting the target.
The stone accurately hit the hare on the head. The hare's body tilted and fell to the ground.
After this hare suffered, other hares ran away faster and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Some hares hid in caves, some hares hid directly in dense bushes, and some hares hid directly in dense bushes. Covered by shrubs, no matter how skilled a hunter is, it is difficult to harm it.
Gao Mingcheng was not greedy. He happily walked towards the hare that was knocked to the ground and bent down to pick it up. As soon as he stood up, his sight happened to catch sight of the hare on the hillside next to it.
September is the ripening season of mountain barley seeds, but it is only the beginning of September. Most of the mountain barley seeds are red, with a few cyan. Only a few have fully matured and turned into deep purple.
Shantuanzi is the wild fruit most commonly eaten by children in the village. Gao Mingcheng also ate it when he was a child. Even adults will go to the mountains to pick the mountainnianzi when they are ripe.
Ripe Shantuanzi has a very good taste and can be sold in the market. Even if it cannot be sold, it can also be used to make wine. Nianzi wine is a very good fruit wine and is known as one of the "Top Ten Tonic Wines" among the people. , is also a kind of fruit wine often drunk in their village.
Gao Mingcheng’s father knows how to steam wine, and there is no shortage of wine at home. Therefore, every September, his mother will take his sister to the mountains to pick mountain nuts and eat the ripe ones, which are all red but not overripe. Shantuanzi is suitable for making wine.
When Gao Mingcheng saw the Shantuanzi, his hands were already faster than the thoughts in his brain. He stretched out towards the ripe Shantuanzi and picked the fruits with a gentle pick.
Shanminzi looks like a mini version of a wine glass. There is a core in the middle of the fruit, which looks like a worm. There are many seeds on the outside of the core, but the taste is indeed extremely sweet.
Gao Mingcheng ate several Shantouzi in a row, and the sweetness spread on the tip of his tongue, giving him a sweet taste and many memories.
In the 1980s, there were mountain berries everywhere in the mountains. In addition to mountain berries, there were many other wild fruits. However, with the proliferation of pesticides and climate changes, by 2023, there will be fewer wild fruits and vegetables in the mountains. A lot.
Gao Mingcheng in his previous life had not eaten Shantuanzi for a long time. Even if he did buy it, the worthless fruit today would have been sold for thirty yuan per catty in his future life, and the taste would not be as good as now.
When Gao Mingcheng went down the mountain, he was carrying a hare with a broken neck in one hand and a pocket of mountain tuna in the other. His hands were empty. Where could he have the pocket?
It turns out that I took off my shirt and used it to hold the mountain twist.
When she got home, she had finished her porridge and was putting dirty clothes into a bucket, which she would take to the pond to wash later.
He washed the clothes randomly last time, but the next day, Grandma Xin thought they were dirty and took them to be washed again. After that, she simply told him not to wash them by himself again. After changing the dirty clothes, he threw them aside and waited for her. We went to wash together the next day.
Gao Mingcheng was a little embarrassed, but Grandma Xi insisted, so he agreed.
Mainly because when he was at his house, he didn't do much laundry. His mother and his sister washed the whole family's clothes.
Accepting this love, Gao Mingcheng secretly decided to be nicer to his grandma.
"Grandma Xixi, eat some Shantouzi." Gao Mingcheng saw that Grandma Xixi was about to go out and greeted her quickly.
"Hey, the mountain twist seeds are already ready?" Grandma Xi looked into Gao Mingcheng's pocket and saw that he had brought back another hare, and she couldn't help but smile.
"Well, it's a little ripe, but not too much. Grandma, are you making mountain wine this year? In a few days, Gao Zhuang and I will go to the mountains to pick more." Gao Mingcheng asked.
The young lady then said: "Every household in our village makes Shanzi wine. I will definitely make it too. I plan to make five kilograms of wine. Mingcheng, I heard people say that working on the railway is very tiring. You If you have nothing to do, go home and see your dad. He's not too young anymore, so don't get too tired. Besides, he can still make money by distilling wine."
After all, Grandma Xi is the elder and hopes that everyone can have a harmonious family.
