"Aoyama. He walked briskly forward, shouting, "Aoyama, where are you?"

I screamed several times but there was no response.

What's more, what's even more strange is that this flower gallery looks dozens of meters long from the outside, but after walking in, it gives people a very long feeling, as if they walked for a few minutes before seeing the exit.

Looking at the light in front of him, the fat uncle didn't think much about it, and hurriedly ran out.

But as soon as he stood under the sun, he was stunned.

Isn't this the arch he just walked into? Why did he come out of this way again?

"Aoyama?" he called.

"What are you doing?" Liu Qingshan's voice came from the other end of the courtyard.

The fat uncle hurriedly turned his head to look at the end of the flower gallery, only to see Liu Qingshan walking out of the other end of the flower gallery leisurely.

Seeing this scene, the fat uncle felt a little upset in his heart.

Obviously, they all entered through this entrance, and after entering the flower gallery, he obviously didn't look back, but Liu Qingshan came out from the other end, and he returned to the entrance.

It's so weird!

He glanced at the man and saw that the man was staring at Liu Qingshan with a smile on his face, and his heart became more and more puzzled.

He felt a little furious in his heart, so he said to Liu Qingshan: "Hurry up, I have to go to your house." ”

"Oooh oh. Liu Qingshan glanced back at the flower gallery, a little envious.

The man looked at Liu Qingshan with a smile and asked, "How is it?" ”

Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up and nodded: "It's so beautiful, the flowers inside are colorful, I can't count how many colors there are, and when the sun shines through the branches and leaves, the passing yellow on the ground seems to be shining with golden light, it's so beautiful and creative." ”

The fat uncle looked confused.

He also walked in just now, it was a bunch of ordinary lianas, although it was said that it was blooming, and there was indeed sunlight coming down from the top, but it would be too exaggerated to compare that sunlight to gold.

"It's a pity that I don't have butterflies here. The man said with some regret.

Liu Qingshan looked at a few small white butterflies flying among the flowers next to him, so he pointed to the little butterflies and said, "Isn't that a butterfly?"

The man shook his head and smiled: "That's not a butterfly, a colorful butterfly is a butterfly." ”

it, it's neurotic.

Also colorful butterflies, why don't you say seven fairies.

Liu Qingshan frowned, and suddenly felt that this man was a little nervous.

Butterflies are butterflies, and what do you say that those are not butterflies, but colorful butterflies are butterflies. Do you really think you're the king of romance?

"Oh, don't say so much, Aoyama, let's go. The fat uncle urged as he walked out.

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to follow his footsteps, and turned around and waved to the man standing under the sun: "Then let's go first, goodbye." ”

"If one day, you meet a colorful butterfly, please bring it to me, I can grant any wish you have. The man said inexplicably.

Liu Qingshan didn't take it seriously, and only regarded this man as a lonely neurological patient.

After all, it's not a neurotic thing for him to live here alone.

He nodded comfortingly: "Haha, don't worry, if I really meet a colorful butterfly, I will bring it to you." ”

There are no colorful butterflies in this world.

Whether it's a seven-colored flower, a seven-colored cloud, or a colorful butterfly, it's just something made up by those bullshit literati, and it can't exist in this world at all.

Just as there is no cycle of life and death in this world, there are no demons and monsters, those things are just things that human beings eat too much and come out to enrich the spiritual world.

Liu Qingshan felt so when he was a child, and he thinks so now.

If there were really such messy things in this world, then the grandfather who died young would have come back to find the grandmother, and the grandfather would have come back to see him.

Therefore, he only assumed that the man was insane and had paranoia.

After leaving the yard, Liu Qingshan drove a pickup truck, and the fat uncle drove a motorcycle, and the two quickly left this place and rushed to Xishan Village.

Xishan Village is very mountainous, very remote, and very poor, but it has green mountains and clear waters, and fresh air. This is the fat uncle's first impression of this village.

For a person like him who has a little money, his son is an official, and his daughter-in-law is a small business, this remote mountain village is like a paradise in Bai Juyi's poems: it is very narrow at the beginning, and only then can it be understood. After dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear. The land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields and beautiful ponds and mulberry bamboos. Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders.

However, the fat uncle is also a local after all, even if he thinks that this village has a sense of paradise, but he also knows very well that this place is like a paradise for outsiders, but for these mountain people living here, it is an insurmountable obstacle in life.

If you stay in Daisen, it will be difficult to keep up with the pace of the times and the rapid rise in prices.

When you leave the mountains, you can only wander around, like a headless fly, seeking the root of life among unfamiliar high-rise buildings.

Going or staying is a very difficult choice for these mountain people.

When he arrived at Liu Qingshan's house, the fat uncle's three views were subverted again.

Nima, in this era when the per capita income is tens of thousands of yuan, how can there still be such a poor family? He actually lives alone in such a deep mountain, and the house he lives in is still a mud brick house from a few decades ago.

It's also incredible.

You know, the relocation is aimed at such a village, and even more so people. But why, in such a mountainous place, there are still such people?

The fat uncle asked his doubts.

Liu Qingshan didn't tell the truth about the robbery of the village's relocation quota, but just said his feelings: "Actually, I think it's good to live here, it's warm in winter and cool in summer, there are endless wild vegetables to eat all year round, and the land is vast and sparsely populated, so it's no problem to raise as many chickens and ducks as you want, it's good." ”

"That's right. Seeing that Liu Qingshan was so open-minded, the fat uncle didn't ask anything more.

Unloading the contents of the car, he was about to leave.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly stayed: "Didn't you say that you had to eat camellia chicken before leaving? Why do you have to leave now?"

The fat uncle recalled the incident in the Mid-Levels Villa, and his heart was still a little hairy, but he just smiled and said: "I'm joking with you, you really think I'm going to have dinner before leaving, if you don't eat it, I have to go back to help my daughter-in-law deliver the goods." ”

"Then you come on the winter solstice. Liu Qingshan said, "The winter solstice is a habit in my family, when there are many guests, and the dishes are prepared, when you come, you will definitely be able to eat camellia chicken." ”

"Okay. The fat uncle got into the car, waved his hand, glanced at the old house above the ramp again, and left.

After Liu Qingshan saw his uncle leave, he began to carry these flower pots.

Because there is no pickup truck on the ramp, it can only be unloaded on this open space.

Two meters above the west side of this vacant land is the old house of the second grandfather's family, and to the north is the ramp to Liu Qingshan's house.

It was not difficult to carry these flower pots, and after a while, Liu Qingshan moved all the flower pots to the yard.

Liu Yuanhe was very unhappy when he saw that his son had actually bought so many flower pots, but he didn't have an immediate seizure, just put on a straight face and asked, "Qingshan, how much did you buy these flower pots?"

"It's not expensive. Liu Qingshan replied casually, "It's only five hundred yuan!"

What? 500 dollars is not expensive?

Liu Yuanhe suddenly remembered the last time he sold the yam for 300 yuan cheaper, but he was kicked out of the house when he came back.

He sneered a little angrily: "Five hundred yuan? You are so generous, with these five hundred yuan, it is not good for you to buy something else? What kind of flower pot to buy? Is your brain water? Can these things be eaten as food or can they be used as quilt covers?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard his father teach him: "I spent my own money to buy things, and I didn't spend your money, why do you care so much about me?"

One sentence choked Liu Yuanhe and had nothing to say.

Heh, I'm your son, I can't care about you anymore?

Gotta wait for me!