Shortly after the car drove out of the hospital, Bai Lotian hit the steering wheel to the right, stepped on the brakes, and stopped on the side of the road.

took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found the address book, and carefully swiped down until he saw Wu Simao's name and dialed the phone.

Wu Simao was his best partner when he was a child, because there were few boys in the family and he was extremely spoiled, so he took a cheap name, which means that he is easy to feed.

"Simao, I'm Lotte, where are you staying?" As soon as the mobile phone was called, Bai Lotian immediately asked.

"Ouch yo hey, our great doctor, the sun is crazy, it has climbed up from the west and started dancing, why do you remember that I am here. ”

Bai Lotian heard the other end of the phone, his voice was noisy and chaotic, "Oh, there's business, be serious, buddy." ”

"I'm on the construction site. Wu Simao said loudly.

"What are you doing? Say, can I go back to the village today, I have something to ask you for help." ”

"What's the big deal, I'm just a contractor. No problem, we are brothers, you can talk about something. I'll get in touch with you when I get back to the village. It's too noisy on my side, hang up. ”

Baijia Village is located at the southern foot of Shimen Mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery, and a bend of the stream surrounds the village.

Bai Lotian's home is on the bank of the stream, and in the pond in front of the door, there are high and low cyan reeds, and two tall willow trees by the pond are hanging down thousands of green leaves, reflecting on the light green water.

Parking the car on the path behind the house, Bai Lotian walked down the dirt slope, came to the iron gate that had peeled off the paint, pushed the door open and walked into the yard.

The black dog tied to the chicken coop, hearing the noise outside, got up from the ground and ran in the direction of the gate, his eyes shining, baring his teeth, barking loudly, and the black hemp rope tied to his neck was stretched into a straight line, and he felt that he was about to be pulled off.

"Who's coming?" asked the grandfather, who was sitting in the hall.

Grandpa wore a pair of old reading glasses, a gray beard drooping down his chest, a gray dress full of wrinkles on his upper body, and a faded bamboo chair underneath him, which squeaked when people moved.

When the black dog saw that it was Bai Lotian, he no longer roared fiercely, but just hummed in a muffled voice, his tail drooped, his eyes were as gentle as a baby, looking at him like a coquettish, and his tongue kept licking his lips.

Bai Lotian walked across the courtyard in a few steps, entered the house, squatted down, held his grandfather's hand, and said, "Grandpa, it's me, Lotte." ”

"Well, it's my eldest grandson back. Still thinking about your grandfather, you haven't been back for a few years?" Grandpa asked, half angrily.

Bai Letian knew that his grandfather was a little senile and had been forgetful recently, "Grandpa, I haven't been home for half a year." ”

"That's not right, I haven't seen you in years. Grandpa continued.

"Who's out there?" Grandma was lying on her back on the bed in the east room, and she peered out.

Bai Lotian hurriedly stood up, walked through the small door of the cubicle, walked into the bed in the east room, sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed his grandmother's hand, and put it on his face.

"Grandma, I'm Lotte. Bai Lotian said coquettishly.

"It's my eldest grandson, but I miss my grandmother. Grandma kept stroking Bai Letian's cheek.

"Grandma, I miss you too. Bai Lotian said, his eyes red.

"I'm going to make wild vegetable soup, you loved it when you were a kid. Grandma said, putting on her coat, reaching out to pull the quilt, and preparing to get out of bed.

Bai Lotian held his grandmother's hand and said, "Grandma, I just finished eating." In a moment, I'm going out for some business, and I'm in a hurry tomorrow. ”

"You're all busy, we're idlers. Your mom and dad didn't come back, I don't know what they're busy with?" Grandma sighed, tears glistening in her cloudy eyes.

"Dad's foot is sprained and he needs to be observed in the hospital for a few days, and Mom is with him. After Bai Lotian finished speaking, he wiped his eyes.

"Your dad is just careless at work, okay? This little rabbit just doesn't let me worry. Grandma said angrily.

"It's not a big deal, just rest for a few days. Dad said, let you take care of yourselves. ”

"We can't die, we're just worried about victory, alas. After speaking, Grandma closed her eyes, leaned her head back on the back of the bed, and grabbed Bai Letian's arm tightly with her left hand.

Bai Lotian walked out of the east room, came to the outer hall, poured a cup of tea for his grandfather, put it on the square table next to him, and walked into the courtyard.

The black dog lay on the ground, his eyes looking straight at him, his fur shiny black, and his tail wagging around.

Bai Lotian walked over, squatted beside it, reached out and stroked its back, the black dog raised his head, stretched out his tongue and licked Bai Letian's fingers, and a warm feeling crept up the back of his hand, like a small insect crawling around.

The leaves of the pomegranate tree are dark green, some are as tender as grass, and the bright red flowers are dotted with bright red flowers, and the pink stamens attract bees to fly around.

When he was a child, his father often picked the young leaves of the pomegranate tree to make tea, poured the hot boiling water into a large enamel jar, the color of the tea was slightly yellow, the taste was a little astringent, it was said that the fire was extinguished to swelling and help digestion, but he didn't like to drink, it was not as refreshing as soda.

Bai Lotian walked to the middle of the yard, where a few elm trees were planted, the elm leaves were yellow, and there were a few whitish insects crawling in the bark, Bai Lotian often took boiling water to encircle insects and ants when he was five or six years old, and he was so happy that he danced with joy when he saw them fleeing in embarrassment, which was the best memory of his childhood.

Playing on the swing is also a memory that he can't erase from his childhood, and there are still deep strangulation marks on the trunk of the elm tree, where a few thick straw ropes have been broken, which are all woven by his mother from green linen to stay up all night.

The mobile phone rang, Bai Lotian took it out and saw that it was Wu Simao calling, and he hurriedly answered the phone.

"Hey, Simao, where are you staying?"