Early in the morning, as soon as the sky was polished, Bian Rui got up, got dressed, gently pushed open the door of the room, and walked to the small aisle on the second floor.

"Grandpa, grandma......".

"Why don't you sleep for a while? Is it not solid to sleep after changing beds?" Bian Rui's mother asked with concern when she saw her son coming downstairs.

Bian Rui smiled: "It's okay, I sleep very comfortably, but I have developed a habit, and I go to bed early and get up early!

Bian Rui's grandmother said: "Your father is going out to herd sheep, and he made breakfast with lunch and evening, I didn't expect you to get up so early, I want to eat something, and the milk will be made for you!"

"What about them?" asked Bian Rui.

After eating last night, my brother-in-law's family didn't leave, so they stayed at home, and the little girl didn't sleep with Bian Rui, shouting that she wanted to sleep with her grandmother, so Bian Rui occupied a big bed alone that night.

"Your brother-in-law's family, they won't get up until eight or nine o'clock, Jingjing is also asleep, the child is sleeping soundly," Bian Rui's mother said happily.

The son is back, and the granddaughter is back, and the old lady feels very satisfied.

"Then I'll eat with them, I'll go around first, take a look at the master's house by the way, and think about how to cultivate," Bian Rui thought for a while and said.

When Bian Rui's grandmother heard this, she immediately turned around and took the key from the house and handed it to her grandson.

Bian Rui took the key and walked to the door, and the two dogs that were originally lying on their stomachs in the courtyard followed with their tails.

Bian Rui's family has two dogs, one yellow and one black, both of which are earth dogs, and their names are also very ordinary, the yellow one is called Rhubarb, and the black one is called Da Hei, and Rhubarb is the son of Da Hei.

"Dahei, what are you doing with you? Honestly follow me to herd sheep!"

Seeing that Da Hei was going to go out with his grandson, Bian Rui's grandfather scolded him, so Da Hei honestly returned to the courtyard with his tail between his legs and lay down, looking at his son who was running with Bian Rui with envy.

Going out with rhubarb, Bian Rui took a deep breath of air, and suddenly felt a cold air with the aroma of earth pressed into his lungs, and after taking a breath, he felt that the whole person was refreshed.

When I got to the door, I looked up and saw the dark green mountains around me, and between the mountains were ridges of farmland.

Looking at the weeds, the sturdy seedlings, listening to the sound of the babbling stream, and the crisp chirping birds, Bian Rui's heart seems to be as pure and refreshing as this morning in the countryside.

Take the rhubarb along the stone road at the door all the way to the west, stepping on the stone road to make a crisp bar sound, the morning stone road still carries last night's dewdrops, it seems a little damp, the moss grass between the stone slabs is also green and crisp by the morning dew, everywhere shows the idyllic scenery.

Rhubarb was very excited, and he didn't know if he hadn't seen his owner for a long time, or what, he ran happily in Bian Rui, and the dog's paws stepped on the stone slab and made a damp crackling sound.

Walked about ten meters, to the village next to the small stone bridge, the age of the small stone bridge is very large, I heard that the Ming Dynasty was built, the single hole of the small stone bridge is made of bluestone, after hundreds of years of wind and rain is still standing like this, the bridge body is not even destroyed, look at this and then another one or two hundred years is also a small meaning.

After crossing the small stone bridge, there are vegetable gardens of each family, and you can see shelves standing up everywhere, and what kind of green vegetables and radishes are also green, and the growth is gratifying.

"Da Rui, are you back?"

A middle-aged woman in the vegetable garden saw Bian Rui, straightened up and greeted Bian Rui.

"You're back, third aunt, are you busy?" Bian Rui stopped, turned to face the third aunt, and responded respectfully.

The third aunt said with a smile: "Pull the grass, the cucumber seedlings that have just been planted are afraid that the weeds will grab the fertilizer." You're back, are you back, are your parents, uncles and aunts all nagging for many days," the third aunt said.

"I'm back, I'm sleeping now," Bian Rui said.

"That's good, that's good, but the old man thinks badly."

"Then you're busy, I'll go up the slope and have a look," Bian Rui said.

The third aunt said: "You go, by the way, Da Rui, our family killed pigs today, you like to eat liver, I'll send it to your mother later."

"Thank you, Aunt San, what kind of pig did your family kill at this time?" Bian Rui asked curiously.

It is very common for someone in the village to kill a pig, slaughter a sheep or something, and send it to each other, such as the third aunt's family killing a pig, it is estimated that it will not be able to sell any meat, and it will be almost sent away by each family.

The big guys are like this, there are comings and goings, and the relationship in the village is naturally very harmonious, for example, Bian Rui has never seen a concubine since he was a child, and there is such a thing as a quarrel between brothers, and everyone is harmonious.

This is different from many villages now, where many rural families live their own lives, and some relatives are still like enemies, but there are very few such situations in Bianjia Village, or in several villages near Bianjia Village. This is due to the fact that the Bianjia Village Primary School is a demanding traditional education.

"Your third uncle said that he was going to go to my aunt's house to have a look, no, the pig who killed the head and brought the hind legs over," the third aunt said.

"Then I'll be here first, thank you third aunt," Bian Rui said.

Seeing that the third aunt waved her hand and said that you are busy, Bian Rui nodded at the third aunt, took two steps back, turned around and continued to walk forward.

On the way, I met two more elders, Bian Rui greeted him respectfully, and when he went uphill, he was less, and Bian Rui picked up his feet and walked up the bluestone road.

It looked close, but it was still a bit of a way to walk, and after walking for about seven or eight minutes, Bian Rui came to the door of the ancestor's house.

Although the ancestor wears a Taoist robe, he is not a Taoist priest, and he lives naturally not a Taoist temple, the house covers a large area, almost more than two acres of land, and there is a bluestone slab cut into a drying field in front, almost 400 square meters, Bian Rui used to be curious about how to get this thing, but now Bian Rui knows, don't say that it is a 400-square-meter bluestone platform with space, no matter how big it is.

Standing in the doorway, the lock on the door was an old-fashioned copper lock, almost half an adult's arm's length, and it was completely made of copper, which was very weighty.

opened the door, gently pushed the door and made a squeaky sound, a shadow wall appeared in front of him, the shadow wall was made of stone to spell a picture of a crane, bypassing the shadow wall, on both sides were two ear rooms, each gatehouse was not much smaller than Bian Rui's current small restaurant.

After the shadow wall is the front yard, the front yard is not big, the ginkgo tree in the center can only be hugged by two people accounts for almost one-sixth, the things in the small courtyard are all three-bay houses, connected by a corridor, facing the shadow wall is the main house, on both sides is the room, in the middle is the hall house.

There is a small arch on the east side of the main house, and behind the arch is a small bluestone martial arts arena, Bian Rui spent the longest time in the kitchen of the West Chamber when he was a child, and the martial arts arena.

The whole courtyard is Chinese, but it is not like the kind of Ming and Qing Dynasty courtyard houses in the capital, this building is relatively simple and much simpler, the ancestor has said that this is a Tang style building, and Bian Rui has not seen any Tang style architecture, so I don't know if it's right.

In short, the house is not small, Bian Rui is familiar enough with this house, I don't know how many times I cleaned it when I was a child, and I even knew where there was a copper nail when I was blindfolded.

After turning around, Bian Rui found that his mother did often come to clean the house. However, it is limited to cleaning, but there are still traces of houses that have not been lived in for a long time in many places.

The house deteriorated quickly as soon as no one lived in it, like in many places, and Bian Rui found that some of the wood was obviously a little rotten.

With a little hope, Bian Rui came to the ancestor's room and study, ready to see if there was anything valuable left, and he didn't dare to think about any works of calligraphy and painting, even if it was a thing from the Ming Dynasty, like a Xuande furnace or something, whether it was used or sold for money, it was good.

It's a pity that after sweeping around, Bian Rui gave up, whether it was the study or the room, everything was clear at a glance, except for a carved big bed, nothing else was valuable.

The big bed is very valuable, in Bian Rui's eyes, this thing doesn't say anything about the material, just says that it is worth a lot of money if it is complicated carving, but this thing is taken out and sold, it is obviously inappropriate, where does Bian Rui sleep if he sells it.

If it was left by the master, Bian Rui might have sold it, but Bian Rui's things from the ancestor were not so taboo to sleep on, and this big bed was really beautiful, and he was reluctant to sell it.

In addition to the big bed, there are some Bogu shelves and desks in the study, these things are also good, but they are not suitable for sale, what do you use to buy Bian Rui, such an antique house to put a boss's table?

In addition to these furniture, the rest of the things are worthless, what paperweights, brushes, inkstones and the like are modern things, the quality is good, but they can't afford to sell for any money, at most it is three or five thousand things.

The emotional ancestor hid all the good things in the space!

Oh, there are still some good things, there is a guqin hanging on the wall of the small room where Bian Rui used to rest, a seven-string guqin, Bian Rui used this piano to teach the small side end when he was a child, and for some reason the ancestor didn't send this thing into the space.

After looking at the ancestor's study and room, Bian Rui checked around again, the house has not been lived in for a long time, some wood is rotten, and it looks like it has to be replaced with a new one, but fortunately, the main beam and main components are still very good, and the slightest damage at first glance made Bian Rui relieved.

The material of the main beam Bian Rui also looked at it, originally thought about what kind of valuable material, but after a look at it found that it is an ordinary Nanmu material, although Nanmu is just too far worse than Jin Si Nan or something, but how to say that it is Nanmu, and it can be sold for a little money, but if you want to find such a neat big material, it is estimated that it is difficult, so the idea is still not to hit these twenty big pillars.

Sitting in the house and thinking about it for a while, Bian Rui couldn't figure out whether the ancestor was really innocent and elegant, or was he afraid of attracting peeps, and if there was space, he didn't get a few golden silk nanmu pillars for his house, or he would get some Huanghuali desks and red sandalwood Bogu shelves.

Thinking of the precious wood, Bian Rui was a little itchy, he didn't think about using the space to plant and enjoy, but thinking about whether he should get a plant for his daughter, and when the time came, when his daughter grew up, such a big material of golden silk nanmu might be able to change a house or something in a first-tier city.

There is no way, a middle-aged man with a daughter has this little idea, and he wants to give it to his daughter if he has something, and keep his daughter for later use, mainly because he feels that the current man has no reliable one except himself.