故事是这样开始的。一个晴朗的五月天,春光明媚,我和阿卡开着一辆货车行驶在B省西部的偏远山区。我们初来此地,心里总有些莫名紧张。货车走的是曲里拐弯的盘山路,九十度急转弯再加陡坡是家常便饭。阿卡开车是个老手,走这样的路却也不免紧张出汗。车开得很慢,几乎是在蜗行。每逢转弯处阿卡就会摁响喇叭,提醒被山体遮挡的道路另一头的车辆注意会车。为什么我们要去那么偏远的山区?说起来不好意思,我们是把假冒伪劣食品送到那些农村集 The story begins this way. On a clear Mayday, the spring was bright, and I and Akka drove a lorry in the remote mountainous area of ​​western B Province. When we first came here, there was always inexplicable tension in our hearts. The truck is taking the turn of the winding road, ninety degrees sharp turn plus steep slopes are commonplace. Akka driving is a veteran, take such a road but can not help but nervous tension. The car was slow and almost cochlear. Every turn Acre will ring loudspeakers, to remind the other side of the road obscured by the mountain vehicles will pay attention to the car. Why do we want to go so far in the mountains? Sorry, we are sending fake food to those rural areas