Zhao Baoxuan was embarrassed to explain her tears: "I feel very familiar when I look here, and I feel like I used to live here." ”

Lao Wang came over to greet the big man in the local dialect and explained that Zhao Baoxuan and Zhang Wuwei were passing guests and thought it was beautiful, so they came to take pictures.

Dahan introduced himself as Han and warmly beckoned them in: "Then come in, go back to your own house and have a look, I will clean up your house for you." ”

Lao Wang laughed: "Brother Han, you scared other guests." ”

Lao Han laughed loudly: "What can you scare when you go back to your own home!"

Zhao Baoxuan stepped into the threshold and saw that her tears could not be stopped: "Really! I've been here!"

The courtyard in the gate is really big, just look at it so roughly, at least it covers more than 20 acres of land.

She pointed to a few rooms in the yard: "This was originally a place for the groom to rest, and further back is the stable......"

Old Han was very surprised: "Can you still see this? What are you doing?

Zhang Wuwei explained to her: "She has dreamed of it. ”

Lao Han didn't believe it very much, but seeing Zhao Baoxuan's teary eyes, he didn't know what to say, so he made a joke along the way, hoping to coax Zhao Baoxuan's tears back: "Then do you remember where you live?"

Zhao Baoxuan heard this, wiped her tears and walked inside.

Lao Han still looked at Zhao Baoxuan funny, thinking that she was embarrassed to cry in front of everyone, and wanted to avoid them and cry.

But looking at the direction she was going, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise, and turned around and asked Lao Wang, "She's really not from here?"

Maybe his hometown is from this side, otherwise how can he really feel like going back to his own home? His yard is large, and several big houses from the surrounding families have come to visit their house, and they have built houses according to their yards.

Lao Wang shook his head: "It's the first time I've come here." ”

Old Han asked, "What's the matter with the injury on her head?"

Lao Wang felt that it was not polite to chat in local dialect in front of Zhang Wuwei, so he changed to Mandarin and said: "I came out to travel, and I was a little injured in Xiaocheng." ”

How exactly he was injured is a long story, and it will also be a shame to talk about Mocun.

Fortunately, Lao Han didn't ask any questions, and saw Zhao Baoxuan passing through a courtyard gate in the west, so he beckoned Lao Wang and Zhang Wuwei to go over and have a look: "Don't you hurry, right? ”

Lao Wang said to Zhang Wuwei: "Mr. Zhang, cherries are our specialty here, they are very sweet.

Lao Han said with a smile: "Many people in big cities buy from us, and then say that they are imported from Italy, and the price of selling is 10 times more expensive than Xiaocheng." ”

After the moon gate on the west side, the open space behind is particularly spacious, and there is a slip room along the north wall, which is the master's house at a glance, antique, and is particularly neat and beautiful.

Zhao Baoxuan sat under the cherry tree, naturally raised one arm to support her chin, a little lazy, and the whole person was very harmonious with the scenery in the yard.

She pointed to a room facing her: "Uncle Han, this is my room, and there is my enamel dresser in it!"

Lao Han was completely shocked at this time: "Who are you?"

Zhao Baoxuan shook his head: "I just feel very familiar here, and I feel that I have lived here." ”

Old Han's scalp exploded: "Then have you seen me?"

Zhao Baoxuan shook his head slowly: "This was not the case before, there were no fruit trees, and there was a horse farm in the back." ”

She looked at the clearing in front of her, and sketched a picture of thousands of galloping horses in her mind, and she herself led a little boy to watch.

Old Han's smile was gone, and the family tree said that the ancestors of their Han family were the first to sell war horses, and the place name here was called Mazhuang fifty years ago: "What's your surname?"

"My surname is Zhao. A word popped out of Zhao Baoxuan's mind, she was a little puzzled, and only said her real surname.

He took two rattan baskets from the shelf, raised his hand and broke a few branches and leaves and spread them underneath: "Pick some cherries and bring them back, some are already ripe, if you want to pick them, I'll set up a ladder for you." ”

Zhang Wuwei stepped forward and took it: "Baoxuan, you sit down, I'll come." ”

The owner of the person is polite to them, they can't be too casual, they can pick the fruit as soon as they raise their hands when they are tall, there is no need to move the ladder again, and Zhao Baoxuan is injured, and he is very tired with his head up, so it is not good in case of a headache.

Old Han's jaw was about to drop: "What are you protecting?

Lao Wang heard it: "That's someone's name, you can't shout it randomly, and she will cry again after a while." ”

Lao Han insisted on asking clearly: "No, I'll ask." ”

Zhao Baoxuan: I wrote my name on the table with my fingers: "Baby's treasure, daylily's Xuan." Isn't that a common name here? I've met a little girl here with the same name and last name. ”

Maybe there is someone with the same name as her among the people that Lao Han knows.

Lao Han was even more excited, is this a coincidence or is the ancestor apparition coming back to see the family?

At first, when he stood outside the gate, he didn't care when she said that he was a guest, and he didn't care when he said that he was familiar here, and thought it was the way outsiders talked, and when she said the objects in a house where no one had ever lived, he felt as if something was going to happen.

Sure enough, the name of the family was exactly the same as the name of a female ancestor on their family tree.

Old Han's surprised face couldn't hide his thoughts at all: "It's not common, but we have a name called it in our family." ”

This time it was Lao Wang's turn to be surprised: "Isn't it? This is too coincidental! Miss Zhao, you said that you came here not in a dream, you go back and ask the adults in your family to see if you have made a mistake." ”

Zhao Baoxuan burst into tears and laughed: "Even if you hug the wrong one, you won't take it away from here." ”

Besides, her appearance is different from that here, she is exquisite, if she is natural and pure and elegant, most of the girls she sees here in Xiaocheng are more dignified, and she looks like a special good wife and mother, which is the type she likes.

Old Han didn't know what to say for a while, and if his doubts were to be spoken, it would sound like a conversation.

The point is that he himself does not want to take out the family tree.

Zhao Baoxuan stood up: "Uncle Wei, you pick cherries here, I'll go to the back and take a look." ”

Old Han's jaw was about to dislocate: "For Bo?"

According to the genealogy of the Han family, Bao Xuan married into the Han family and married Han Weibo, who was named a loyal and brave general.

These two are not guests, they are the ancestors of the Han family who came back to visit their hometown, right?

Zhao Baoxuan was embarrassed to explain her tears: "I feel very familiar when I look here, and I feel like I used to live here." ”

Lao Wang came over to greet the big man in the local dialect and explained that Zhao Baoxuan and Zhang Wuwei were passing guests and thought it was beautiful, so they came to take pictures.

Dahan introduced himself as Han and warmly beckoned them in: "Then come in, go back to your own house and have a look, I will clean up your house for you." ”

Lao Wang laughed: "Brother Han, you scared other guests." ”

Lao Han laughed loudly: "What can you scare when you go back to your own home!"

Zhao Baoxuan stepped into the threshold and saw that her tears could not be stopped: "Really! I've been here!"

The courtyard in the gate is really big, just look at it so roughly, at least it covers more than 20 acres of land.

She pointed to a few rooms in the yard: "This was originally a place for the groom to rest, and further back is the stable......"

Old Han was very surprised: "Can you still see this? What are you doing?

Zhang Wuwei explained to her: "She has dreamed of it. ”

Lao Han didn't believe it very much, but seeing Zhao Baoxuan's teary eyes, he didn't know what to say, so he made a joke along the way, hoping to coax Zhao Baoxuan's tears back: "Then do you remember where you live?"

Zhao Baoxuan heard this, wiped her tears and walked inside.

Lao Han still looked at Zhao Baoxuan funny, thinking that she was embarrassed to cry in front of everyone, and wanted to avoid them and cry.

But looking at the direction she was going, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise, and turned around and asked Lao Wang, "She's really not from here?"

Maybe his hometown is from this side, otherwise how can he really feel like going back to his own home? His yard is large, and several big houses from the surrounding families have come to visit their house, and they have built houses according to their yards.

Lao Wang shook his head: "It's the first time I've come here." ”

Old Han asked, "What's the matter with the injury on her head?"

Lao Wang felt that it was not polite to chat in local dialect in front of Zhang Wuwei, so he changed to Mandarin and said: "I came out to travel, and I was a little injured in Xiaocheng." ”

How exactly he was injured is a long story, and it will also be a shame to talk about Mocun.

Fortunately, Lao Han didn't ask any questions, and saw Zhao Baoxuan passing through a courtyard gate in the west, so he beckoned Lao Wang and Zhang Wuwei to go over and have a look: "Don't you hurry, right? ”

Lao Wang said to Zhang Wuwei: "Mr. Zhang, cherries are our specialty here, they are very sweet.

Lao Han said with a smile: "Many people in big cities buy from us, and then say that they are imported from Italy, and the price of selling is 10 times more expensive than Xiaocheng." ”

After the moon gate on the west side, the open space behind is particularly spacious, and there is a slip room along the north wall, which is the master's house at a glance, antique, and is particularly neat and beautiful.

Zhao Baoxuan sat under the cherry tree, naturally raised one arm to support her chin, a little lazy, and the whole person was very harmonious with the scenery in the yard.

She pointed to a room facing her: "Uncle Han, this is my room, and there is my enamel dresser in it!"

Lao Han was completely shocked at this time: "Who are you?"

Zhao Baoxuan shook his head: "I just feel very familiar here, and I feel that I have lived here." ”

Old Han's scalp exploded: "Then have you seen me?"

Zhao Baoxuan shook his head slowly: "This was not the case before, there were no fruit trees, and there was a horse farm in the back." ”

She looked at the clearing in front of her, and sketched a picture of thousands of galloping horses in her mind, and she herself led a little boy to watch.

Old Han's smile was gone, and the family tree said that the ancestors of their Han family were the first to sell war horses, and the place name here was called Mazhuang fifty years ago: "What's your surname?"

"My surname is Zhao. A word popped out of Zhao Baoxuan's mind, she was a little puzzled, and only said her real surname.

He took two rattan baskets from the shelf, raised his hand and broke a few branches and leaves and spread them underneath: "Pick some cherries and bring them back, some are already ripe, if you want to pick them, I'll set up a ladder for you." ”

Zhang Wuwei stepped forward and took it: "Baoxuan, you sit down, I'll come." ”

The owner of the person is polite to them, they can't be too casual, they can pick the fruit as soon as they raise their hands when they are tall, there is no need to move the ladder again, and Zhao Baoxuan is injured, and he is very tired with his head up, so it is not good in case of a headache.

Old Han's jaw was about to drop: "What are you protecting?

Lao Wang heard it: "That's someone's name, you can't shout it randomly, and she will cry again after a while." ”

Lao Han insisted on asking clearly: "No, I'll ask." ”

Zhao Baoxuan: I wrote my name on the table with my fingers: "Baby's treasure, daylily's Xuan." Isn't that a common name here? I've met a little girl here with the same name and last name. ”

Maybe there is someone with the same name as her among the people that Lao Han knows.

Lao Han was even more excited, is this a coincidence or is the ancestor apparition coming back to see the family?

At first, when he stood outside the gate, he didn't care when she said that he was a guest, and he didn't care when he said that he was familiar here, and thought it was the way outsiders talked, and when she said the objects in a house where no one had ever lived, he felt as if something was going to happen.

Sure enough, the name of the family was exactly the same as the name of a female ancestor on their family tree.

Old Han's surprised face couldn't hide his thoughts at all: "It's not common, but we have a name called it in our family." ”

This time it was Lao Wang's turn to be surprised: "Isn't it? This is too coincidental! Miss Zhao, you said that you came here not in a dream, you go back and ask the adults in your family to see if you have made a mistake." ”

Zhao Baoxuan burst into tears and laughed: "Even if you hug the wrong one, you won't take it away from here." ”

Besides, her appearance is different from that here, she is exquisite, if she is natural and pure and elegant, most of the girls she sees here in Xiaocheng are more dignified, and she looks like a special good wife and mother, which is the type she likes.

Old Han didn't know what to say for a while, and if his doubts were to be spoken, it would sound like a conversation.

The point is that he himself does not want to take out the family tree.

Zhao Baoxuan stood up: "Uncle Wei, you pick cherries here, I'll go to the back and take a look." ”

Old Han's jaw was about to dislocate: "For Bo?"

According to the genealogy of the Han family, Bao Xuan married into the Han family and married Han Weibo, who was named a loyal and brave general.

These two are not guests, they are the ancestors of the Han family who came back to visit their hometown, right?

(Don't think about it, think about it together.) Later)