Under the north slope of the towering back mountain, in the embankment of the Fanqing River, more than 1,000 acres of rice fields are spread out from east to west, and the half-human high rice is stretched out or dark green or dark green, covering the original clear ridge tightly, just like a football field, wantonly swaying layers of green between the river and the mountain. The water of the Pinkqing River carries the river water and the well-known and unknown river fresh, along the canals opened in the river embankment, pouring into the rice fields of each family, and sometimes you can hear the sound of wild ducks and fish entangled and fighting, stirring and looping among the dew-covered rice leaves, which is also the most surprising memory of childhood.

Looking at Liu Jianjian, who was tired recently, he took the initiative to take on the farm work of tending to the rice fields. After running every morning, the "ghost brother" will take off his shoes along the river embankment, like an old farmer, go down to his own one-acre and two-cent field, open a gap in the ridge, let the slow river water flow into the rice field, barefoot in the field to pull the leaves, check the pests and diseases, wait for the water, seal the gap, sit on the big stone by the canal, wash the mud on the legs and feet, a quiet, sweet rice fragrance seems to linger between the nose.

Walking along the embankment to the embankment of the Qishui River, when I was about to reach the stone bridge, I vaguely heard the village chief's "broken gong" voice shouting the policy of "returning farmland to forest" in the loudspeaker. With the sound of "noise", the "ghost brother" entered the courtyard.

On the stone table at the door, Zheng Lijuan had already put the basin full of water on it, the blue sky and white clouds were reflected in the clear water, and the "ghost brother" plunged into it, twisting his head, and splashing the ground full of water. Zheng Lijuan heard the noise, walked out of the kitchen and stood at the door, shouting angrily: Slow down - slow down - a basin -

Before she finished speaking, Zheng Lijuan hurriedly walked down, patted the shoulder of the "ghost brother" and shouted: Brother Ghost - Brother Ghost - listen to the horn - listen to the horn - "Brother Ghost" scooped up the towel from the water, pricked up his ears while twisting it, and listened carefully, and heard the village chief shouting in the loudspeaker: Read it again, the person who read it, hurry up and go to the brigade office to get the letter - Liu Guixian, oops, this is the admission notice of the Provincial Normal University, hurry up and get it, and Wang Erhu's package list, Zhang's remittance slip, while there are people in the brigade headquarters, hurry up and pick it up-

Zheng Lijuan smiled happily, patted the back of the "ghost brother", watched the "ghost brother" slowly wipe his face, and said: In the past, it was not enough to boast, but now there is no end to debauchery. The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day. The corners of the "ghost brother" mouth rose, and he smiled from ear to ear: Auntie, it's mine after all, it's mine, the willows and flowers are bright and another village, and the clouds are open to see the bright moon!

Zheng Lijuan watched him finish scrubbing and urged: Then hurry up and get it! "Brother Ghost" put down the towel, pulled his hair, and walked to the office of the brigade headquarters in the bright sunlight thrown into the alley. When the village chief saw "Brother Ghost" walking in, he quickly picked up the big envelope on the table and handed it to him, and said jokingly: Brother Ghost, you can put a satellite on our village, no one has been admitted to such a good school in the past few years!

The village chief pointed to the "ghost brother" and said to the clerk and the others present: Look at this young man, what is still modest -- remember to let the uncle drink a happy wine! The "ghost brother" politely gestured to the village chief, and then looked down at the heavy envelope and looked at the printed form of the school in the lower right corner, and his heart was much more steady.

As he walked, he looked over and over, and as soon as he went out, the familiar villagers sighed behind him. "Brother Ghost" smiled and bowed to say hello, walked into the alley, and handed it to Zheng Lijuan excitedly. She was still very excited, and she held it in her hand and looked at it for a long time before letting "Brother Ghost" open it by herself, only to see that the red admission letter read:

Liu Guixian:

If you have been admitted to the Chinese Language and Literature (Teacher Training) major of the Faculty of Arts, please come to the school from September 4 to September 6

"Brother Ghost" trembled a little with his hands, didn't look any further, and handed it to Zheng Lijuan in order to hide his excitement. Zheng Lijuan took a long breath, patted the shoulder of the "ghost brother", and said: "Child, it's not easy, just for this piece of paper!" "Ghost brother" nodded heavily, looking at other admission instructions and other things, Zheng Lijuan pretended to be relaxed and said: Should I frame it and hang it up!

"Brother Ghost" looked up at Zheng Lijuan, who was still in a state of joking, and deliberately said: Auntie, I feel that I can, hang it on the ancestral tablet!

After speaking, the two of them laughed happily "hahaha" and "hehehe", tears flowed down the corners of their eyes, and the "ghost brother" looked up embarrassedly at the clear sky, and the white clouds in the middle of the sky bloomed into the shape of flowers, as if nodding to him; the lush plane trees also shook their spirits, shaking the leaves of the trees with their thick branches, as if clapping their hands; the garden was full of greenery, like holding a bunch of purple and red flowers, greeting and congratulating them——

When the two were still excited, Liu Chunyan and Sun Zehao quietly walked into the courtyard. Liu Chunyan looked at the posture of the two of them secretly wiping their tears, and couldn't help shouting loudly: Auntie, what's wrong-Brother Ghost, what's wrong?

After this question, Sun Zehao, who was just about to break free from Liu Chunyan's hand, also timidly stuck to Liu Chunyan and did not dare to rush over. When the "ghost brother" saw the two of them, he took the initiative to run over, picked up Sun Zehao, and walked around the yard a few times; Zheng Lijuan sent the "admission letter" to Liu Chunyan, and she looked at the "ghost brother" and laughed "giggled", and Sun Zehao also looked at the red and green pages in the arms of the "ghost brother" in ignorance.

After reading it, Liu Chunyan was also a little excited, her eyes flashed brightly, and she kept blinking to suppress it from flowing down, and said with a long sigh: Brother Ghost, it's still up to you - insist that Qingshan will not relax, and the roots are in the broken rock. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south -- you have made the dreams of the whole family come true! "Brother Ghost" climbed on Liu Chunyan's shoulder and said: Aren't you about to graduate from college!

After hearing this, Liu Chunyan smiled secretly, and said in a mysterious way: Then I'll let you see something again, don't be too excited! As she spoke, she took out a folded document bag from her bag and handed it to Zheng Lijuan; Zheng Lijuan took it, looked at her suspiciously, opened it, took out a small red book, and "Brother Ghost" hurried up -- Higher Education Self-study Examination Graduation Certificate--

"Brother Ghost" put down Sun Zehao and said excitedly: Sister, you can, you have already graduated before I go to school! Zheng Lijuan smiled and said: Brother Ghost, should I frame this and hang it -- Liu Chunyan said angrily: Just an undergraduate self-examination graduation certificate! She deliberately said the word "self-examination" in a heavy tone.

Zheng Lijuan glared at her and said: Yanyan, what's the matter, isn't the self-examination something we have learned through hard work and relying on our strength? Liu Chunyan smiled with satisfaction and said: Okay-good-hang-hang-hang-

Zheng Lijuan looked at Liu Chunyan and "Brother Ghost", smiled happily and kindly, and said: Don't hang - just make a joke - Sun Zehao squeezed among the adults, and shouted next to him as if he didn't understand: Hang - uncle - hang me up and turn around twice -

After speaking, a burst of laughter bloomed brilliantly in this clear morning—