? Our first stop in Guizhou was Zhaoxing Dong Village. We arrived at the scenic parking lot at 5:00 p.m., and as soon as we got out of the car, we immediately felt the dryness and burning heat of the plateau region. The bare skin has the feeling of being roasted by fire, but the breathing is very comfortable, the air here is very good, fresh and dry.
Zhaoxing is a town and the township is the main scenic spot for the whole Dong village. The main entrance to the scenic area is about 3 kilometers away from the village, and we reached an agreement with the owner of a B&B in the parking lot to have her car pick us up and take us to the village, and then to give her 10 yuan for the car fare if she didn't want to go to a different place.
? Entering the scenic area after the gate is facing an abandoned commercial street, the house according to the Dong village style construction. Because of the long-term empty, the house is falling into disrepair very quickly, presenting a dilapidated scene. But under the blue sky and white clouds, it has a different flavor. The owner of the B&B taught us to read the word "Nalai" written on the gate tower, saying that it means "hello" in Dong language. In the car, the owner told us that the entire Dong village is named Lu, we joked: "Then can we call it Lu Jiazhai?" The boss laughed and said nothing.
Entering the gate of the village, we first saw the commercial area, there are souvenir stores, restaurants, supermarkets, drums, small markets, we also saw the post office. The facade of the post office was uniformly painted black, and Ouyang said it was the first time he had seen a post office with a facade that wasn't green. The owner of the B&B said this is their town center, and people from the surrounding villages come here to buy and sell things and run errands. So it's not exactly built for the scenery, the locals live here too.Out of the center street is the residential area, Lu family inn is 20 meters away from the center street. Surprisingly, it is only when you turn in from the entrance of the alley that the rich atmosphere of ethnic minority life comes to you. Elderly old ama coiled hair, wrapped head, sitting on a small stool outside the door of their own wooden building picking vegetables, doing needlework, there are a few urchins playing on the ground, blackheads and dirt face, a look is to be carried home to bathe by the family in the evening look. There were a few earthen stoves by the roadside, with tall chimneys erected and blackened with smoke, looking as if they were only used during festivals or gatherings. The stoves were now covered with debris, and a small flat screen sat on the side, where a few older women gathered around to watch the news. The setting sun shone on the windows of the Lu Family Inn, casting windowpane shadows on the coffee table in the hall, so quiet.
The inn is a newly rebuilt house, built with red bricks and reinforced concrete to build up three floors, and then paste wooden boards on the outer walls to make the appearance of the Dong building, there is no rooftop on the roof, only a simple ventilation room, the strange thing is that the owner of all the sheets and covers are dried in it actually dry as well. The weather on this side is really dry, and the temperature during the day is really high.
While the sun was still setting, we took a walk along the creek in the walled village. In the beginning, the village was built on both sides of the river, where people did their daily washing and the women would wash their long hair. Nowadays, most of the Dong wooden buildings on both sides of the creek are over 100 years old, but they are still strong, and the pillars and door panels have not grown bugs or rotted, which is amazing.
This is no longer a tourist attraction, and we are more like outsiders who have entered the village by mistake, observing the daily life of the people in the corridor of the Dong building. The Dong cloth workshop is not bigger than the next house, when the loud machine is placed in the corridor street, next to the lined up a few big dye pots, which is the blue pulp water. It is said that pig's blood is added to the dye for Dong cloth, and that it has to be beaten repeatedly to keep the color from fading and to make it shiny. The machine pounding is very strong, visible Dong cloth toughness is very high.
Along the river there are several wind and rain bridge, the bridge is cool old people, children and big yellow dog. The yellow dog is always lazily lying in the middle of the bridge, pedestrians walking past will not move down the place, raise their eyes to look at the lazy. We also followed the bridge on the railings to see the scenery, cooking smoke has been rare, but the aroma of food is constantly.
The people here are really not panicked, passing by a few lodging restaurants, it is the time of the meal market bosses do not solicit us. When we accidentally broke into a restaurant, the owner also said that this is a private restaurant, only hospitality tenants, do not accept outside meals. This is also too Buddhist.
An older man sets up a three-legged stove in the corner of the house and makes a simple dinner in a tiny iron pot. The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good meal, and that you have the right ingredients. With a simple meal, moncler outlet online he says he can drink two glasses of white wine, and the bamboo worms are a good way to down the wine. Auntie roasted chili peppers over the leftover charcoal fire, and the aroma was overflowing. We wanted to ask the elder lady to cook us a simple meal to eat, the elder lady smiled and said, "The house is too narrow, it's not good to receive guests, it's not polite." We said we didn't mind, it would be nice to have a meal, and we could pay according to the market price. But the elder lady still waved her hand, her wrinkles were filled with smiles, grinning and saying, "No, no. That look is not polite."
The gluttony was hooked, and we went for dinner. In the center of the street to find a restaurant that looks quite a lot of people sit down, ordered the boss recommended the cow yak and bacon fried konjac poi. We really can't accept the strange flavor of the soup, bacon is not chewy and not fragrant, the two big dishes are considered to fall into the pit, but the tomato scrambled eggs and shredded lettuce by a few children swept away.
At night, the streets are bustling with activity, and the square-dancing moms are the same all over the country. The bar also began to sing, the lanterns along the river lit up, giving people also the feeling of real and fantasy. The drum tower of the five troupes of Ren, Yi, Ritual, Wisdom, and Faith is quiet, with no lanterns or performances, and only a few grandpas and grandmothers inside to cool off and chat. We sat down and chatted with the moncler in the drum tower of Ren Tuan, and the moncler said that this is their meeting hall, where the big and small things of the clan, weddings and funerals are gathered. They don't particularly welcome tourism development because the gate restricts the time they can come and go. Now, for example, it takes until eleven o'clock at noon for the villagers to get in and out, and it's inconvenient for them to go farming. And the tourism company did not give the villagers a share of the dividend, those stores, hotels are mostly outsiders to run the local people do not benefit much ...... Listening to him say this, I suddenly realized that this is the same world, we live in the same world. Survival is cruel, every place people have their own anxiety, the pressure of life is everywhere. Looking at the remote cottage with the world also have to face the problem of education, health care and make a living.
The next morning, we walked specifically to find the elementary school in this town, because the wall of the inn lobby is posted on the innkeeper's family children's awards. After asking people along the way and walking through even more secluded alleys, we arrived at Zhaoxing Town Center Elementary School. The campus of this school is huge, much bigger and more imposing than our cattle center. The teaching building, cafeteria, and library were all kept in the style of Dong buildings as much as possible, but with a more modernized or Chinese flavor. Epidemic prevention slogans are still prominent, the campus is quiet after the teachers and students have retired, there are three or two people living in the school playing basketball, and there are a few cars parked in front of the entrance. Outside the gate was a highway that led to the cottage further down the hill. As we descended the hill, we followed an older man who had gone from the walled village on the hill to the town for a stroll, and he enthusiastically introduced us to this side of town in Guizhou. Where the town government is, where the hospital is, where it was, and where it has since been moved ...... Niu Niu heard him say "gai" is "street". He also said that along this highway to the mountains there are more than a few cottages, than Zhaoxing here remote, not so beautiful.
Breakfast is eaten in the center of the street, there are barbecue pork sticky rice, oil tea, rice noodles, noodles and thin rice. I tried the roast pork sticky rice and was wowed. Pork hind leg meat cut into large thin slices, roasted and fragrant on the charcoal fire, with local sour chili sauce, sauerkraut, bean curd milk wrapped together in glutinous rice, the fat was kneaded into the glutinous rice, sour, spicy, salty and sweet all in that one bite, it was so delicious.
The kids ate the soup noodles as usual, giggling and shivering, full. Ouyang found a kind of sticky rice patties, wrapped in a layer of soybean flour, holding in the hands of soft popping, eat a mouthful of very refreshing, not sweet and greasy, he said than our hometown of Patang silly delicious.
In the Dong village, we have seen the dusk, night and morning scenery, satisfied, go.
We have seen the dusk and the night and the morning in the Dong village.