Chapter 513: Painting
“...... Hello lad, hello ......"
Hearing the old man's introduction, the villagers passing by inexplicably cast some respectful glances at Lian Ge, and some of them didn't know how to speak, and greeted.
“...... Okay, don't stand in the way. The old man took the hoe and gently patted the passer-by on the leg, and said.
“...... Then Uncle Xu, I'll go first. ”
"Hurry back, I see that you are holding a handful of green onions in your hand, are you waiting in the pot." Be careful that if you go back late for a while, your daughter-in-law will pull your ears and hold you and won't let you eat......"
The old man waved his hand and said again.
“...... How dare she......"
As he spoke, the villagers who passed by still turned around, pinched the green onion and walked to the side, and before turning around, he looked at Lian Ge curiously,
......
“...... Uncle Xu, did you go to the field with a hoe?"
“...... Yes, yes......"
“... This is ......"
On the village road, the old man carried a hoe, led the way, and walked towards the village.
From time to time, someone greets each other, and from time to time someone asks Lian Ge,
The old man first smiled and responded, and then introduced Lian Ge with a "distinguished guest",
“...... I'm coming soon, young man, and if you see that tile house over there, that's where I live. ”
Walking forward, the old man looked into the distance, behind the houses in the village, a tiled house, and said in a loud voice,
Lian Ge glanced towards that place, turned his gaze back, and continued to walk with the old man towards that place, without saying much.
“...... Since I was a child, I lived there, and it was still in the middle of the village, and for so many years, the newly built houses in the village were squeezed to the entrance of the village, and I don't know what to squeeze into, and then squeezed to the entrance of the village, and it was still in the col. ”
The old man didn't wait for Lian Ge to answer, so he continued to talk to himself, his hands and feet were numb, and he led the way.
“...... Young man, don't look at my family, but it's rare to be quiet, otherwise you live here, all night, the chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs can't sleep...... Besides, my house is also an ancient building......"
“...... Ahem, I mean, young man, you came here, and you just happened to meet me, it's really fate, if you come later, you won't be able to meet me......"
“...... Don't worry, young man, turn around here and you'll see the door. ”
The old man carried a hoe, led the way neatly, and then turned a corner,
A tiled house built of rocks and covered with black tiles on top of it appeared in front of me.
“...... That's it, let's do it. ”
The old man paused again, looked at the tiled house in front of him, and said with some pride,
“...... When I was young, the yard was still muddy, and the roof of the house was still leaking, and when I was younger, I renovated it little by little to become like this......"
Listening to the old man's words, Lian Ge turned his gaze and looked in front of him,
In front of the tiled house, there is a courtyard in front of the house, and in the courtyard, stone slabs are embedded and tiled, and there are several stones that seem to serve as stools.
Close to the yard, the edge of the yard, under the eaves that extend, there are some sundries,
Facing the courtyard is the door of the house,
It is a wooden door, the paint color has faded, only some mottled traces remain, and you can see some weathered colors, and the wood on the surface has also decayed a lot, it seems a little pothole, but the slightly tall wooden door is still a little heavy.
Outside the yard, next to the house,
It's not as remote as the old man described, although it is at the end of the village, but next to this tiled house, there are still a few families.
The door of the house next to it is open, and by the door, there is a villager sitting with a basket and beans.
“...... Uncle Xu is back,"
Hearing the movement here, the neighbor who was carrying the beans, a middle-aged woman raised her head and greeted,
"Coming back, coming back, busy?"
Smiling, the old man turned his head towards that place and answered,
"What are you busy with, that's it, it's just picking beans. The child wanted to eat chicken, so I picked it out and stewed some chicken soup for him. ”
The middle-aged woman stopped what she was doing, put the basket aside, and stood up.
"Uncle Xu, you can come over and eat together at night, you don't have to regenerate the fire. ”
Smiling, the middle-aged woman greeted,
"Soybean stewed chicken, I really want to taste it. But it won't work tonight, I can't eat it with you again, so let's do it next time. ”
When the old man heard this, he laughed and answered,
“...... Also, I almost forgot ......."
Hearing this, the middle-aged woman turned her head, looked at another part of the village, and nodded,
"Then Uncle Xu, I'll give you a bowl, and when the time comes, I'll bring it to you and give it to Aunt Luo to taste. ”
"Cheng, I'm sorry for you. ”
"What's the trouble, what's the trouble. By the way, Uncle Xu hasn't asked yet, who is this?"
The middle-aged woman waved her hand first, then turned her head again, looked at Lian Ge, and asked out loud,
"Honored guests, distinguished guests from the village. ”
“...... Hello lad. ”
As before, the old man answered, led the way, and walked to the wooden gate at the edge of the courtyard.
Turning his gaze and nodding towards the middle-aged woman, Lian Ge followed the old man and walked to the door as well.
“...... Crunch ......"
As soon as I pushed the door, some heavy wooden doors rubbed against the old door hinges, making some noises,
The door of the hall was unlocked, and it slowly opened.
In the hall,
Facing the past, on the wall in the back, there is a pair of unfolded picture scrolls, and the picture scroll paper has been a little yellowed.
There is a picture on it,
On the top of a cliff, there stood a tree, and an old man with a long beard and long hair and a long robe, with one foot stretched out and the other bent, lay wantonly on the branch, holding an open book in one hand, and hanging down at will with the other.
Under the trees, on the top of the cliff, there were some kneeling people, some with their heads bowed and straightening up, looking respectful, and some leaning over and touching their heads to the ground, looking reverent.
It seemed that a gust of wind was blowing, the clouds on the top of the mountain seemed ethereal, and the branches and leaves of the trees on the cliff shook slightly.
Under the scroll, against the inner wall, there is a long table, on the long table, there is an incense burner, and in the incense burner there are three incense sticks that have not yet burned out.
Next to the incense burner, there is a plate of melons and fruits that are still fresh.
It seems that over the years, the walls have been smoked to the point that they have left traces, some yellow, some black ash.
Then the offering table will come again,
In the middle of the hall, there is a square table, on the table, it seems a little messy, in a large basket, there are some paper money, incense wax, and some white lanterns that have not been opened, before they are finished, they are spread out, placed on the table, hanging on the ground couplet, on one side, there is also an inkstone, and there is a brush on the inkstone.
The same is true on the table, on the floor, with something piled up, almost covering the stool on the side of the table, which looks a little messy,
“...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's been a long time since there's been anyone in the house, it's been a long time...... Didn't clean up much, a little messy......"
The old man's face showed the 'shy' expression on his face again, and as he spoke, his hands and feet were numb, and he walked into the house.
“...... Come, lad, sit first, sit first...... I'll clean it up, and I'll be right away. ”
The old man walked to the table, pulled out a stool from a pile of paper money, couplets, and white and red lanterns, and put it behind Lian Ge, and then hurriedly cleaned it up,
Lian Ge glanced at the somewhat chaotic hall, glanced at the portrait that was offered, didn't say anything, stepped into the room, and sat down casually,
“...... Wait, wait, wait, boy, I'll clean up, and I'll be fine right away......"
While talking, the old man didn't go to tidy up the pile of things on the table, first put away the inkstone and brush, and didn't tidy it up anymore, picked up the messy things, and walked to the side,
“...... Old Xu, are you back?"
Just then, a voice rang out from the next room.