Ganluo's house is located by the river, and you can cross the bridge over the river to reach the center of Yanghe Town.

Red bricks and black tiles, no courtyard wall enclosure, the house is hidden in the position of the green bamboo forest row after row, the front of the house is next to the courtyard is an acre and a half of surrounding rice fields, facing west, the sunset is infinite.

On the right side of the rice field is a pond with summer lotus, still close to the concrete floor at the edge of the courtyard.

Weeping willows ring on one side of the shore, and the pond is in the shape of a crescent moon, all of which are clustered among the green bamboos.

When you go out early in the morning, your eyes are full of greenery.

The house is full of flowers, the most are dwarf cochineal flowers and clumps of towering rhododendrons, and red, yellow, and white cochineal flowers are spread along the courtyard path and the edge of the bamboo forest.

There is a backyard at the back of the house, still without walls, next to another household, the back door of the two houses is far away, and the courtyard in the middle is shared.

"Luo girl is cooking" On weekdays, every night when cooking, Grandma Li in the backyard will watch Ganluo washing rice and cooking at the back door while picking vegetables, "What are you eating today?" Grandma peeled the green beans, and the girl took some to cook the green bean soup, which was tender. ”

"Okay, I harvested the pumpkin today, I'll pick one up for grandma to taste, it's steamed and sweet. ”

Grandma Li's husband went early, her son was away, she lived alone, and there were almost no people to speak, so Ganluo spent a lot more time in the backyard than in the front yard after school.

There are four evergreen trees in the corner of the water tower in the backyard, and a bamboo forest on the side covers one-third of the foundation of the backyard.

The Yueji Pavilion built against the wall is decorated with the purple and red Yueji with the pavilion cover, the Yueji vine has a tendency to attack the roof, a low table under the pavilion, four bamboo chairs, and Grandma Li often goes to teach Ganluo to make tea.

Grandma Li is over 70 years old, her parents are educated youths in the countryside, she married a local at the age of 17, and she stayed in the local area for a lifetime.

A neighbor's house on the right is a typical courtyard house, an old locust tree sticks out of the wall, the white flower spikes are covered with snow, the canopy covers the whole yard, some gloomy and deep, just look at the stout of the tree and know that the yard is some years, choose a good position to sit in the north and face south.

Every time Ganluo rode his bicycle home from school, he would pass by the bluestone road in front of the courtyard house next door. The dilapidated wooden door is crumbling and the yin atmosphere is deep, and the children in the village are reluctant to go to Ganluo's house, thanks to this "haunted house".

A few days ago, a few people in blue overalls came, opened the courtyard door to deal with weeds, renovated the roof, repaired and cleaned inside and out, and the truck pulled all kinds of furniture to move to the courtyard.

A few aunts on the side of the road were talking about their daily routines, looking at the neatly repaired courtyard house from time to time, "It can't be that the old Zhou family is back, right?"

"It's Zhou Jiayi. After leaving for more than 20 years, it is rare for this house to be broken like this, the economy is in a recession these years, presumably it is impossible to mix outside, it is said that the boss of the Zhou family is a shrewd person, this is not a return to his hometown. ”

"Not to mention, the grandmother of the Zhou family also brought back her grandson this time, and this time I am afraid that she will not leave again......"

"Ganlo is back. ”

Aunt Zhang saw Gan Luo riding a bicycle back, glanced behind her, and pulled her throat: "Why didn't my family Yanghui come back with you all the way?"

Gan Luo got out of the car, greeted a few aunts next to him, looked at Aunt Zhang and said, "He should still be playing basketball at school at this time...... There is a contest next month. ”

"That's it" Aunt Zhang nodded, turned her head to look at the aunts next to her, and half-scolded and half-praised her son.

Ganluo turned around and stuck out his tongue, got on his bicycle and headed in the direction of his house, passing by the courtyard and hearing a human voice coming from inside, not a local accent.

It should be a new neighbor, Gan Luo single-handedly took care of the schoolbag that was about to bump out of the basket, the courtyard door was wide open, and the corner of his eyes flickered, and he saw a person sitting on the bamboo chair leaning against the locust tree in the courtyard, wearing a white shirt, holding a book in his hand, and was leaving the bamboo chair and bending over and kneeling on one knee to pick up the fallen flowers of the locust tree on the ground.

What a beautiful picture, Gan Luo was stunned, the schoolbag was not stuffed into the basket but the front of the car was crooked, the wheels were biased towards the slippery moss of the bluestone slab, and there was a clang.

The people in the courtyard turned their heads to look at Ganluo, who couldn't bear the pain and got up, but he didn't want to step on the moss moistened with the night rain under his feet, so he fell down hard.

The man who was busy working with a saw carrying the wood inside the door was attracted by Ganluo's previous fall, and when he saw him fall again, he couldn't help but laugh when he fell again.

The elbow was red and swollen and the skin was broken, the back of the buttocks hurt, and the feet cramped and couldn't move for a while.

Leng was silent and didn't say a word, Ganluo turned his face and tried to stand up, but he didn't want to twitch his feet more.

Footsteps were heard from the side getting closer and closer, and Ganlo's first reaction was the man in the white shirt, who was closest to his position, and at a glance he seemed to be about the same age as her, if he was kind, he could pull her up.

Gan Luo gritted his teeth and tilted his head to look at the other party, it was him, "Can you pull ......?"

"Bang!"

“？？？”

The heavy wooden door in front of him slammed shut, and the dust on the wall still fell a lot, and Gan Luo's face was clouded, what kind of person is this! The words stuck in his throat were all angry back in his stomach.

"Xiao Rui, what are you doing when you close the door in broad daylight?" Grandma Zhou saw Zhou Jingrui buckle the door bolt, walked down the verandah with a cane, and glanced towards the door.

Zhou Jingrui turned his back and looked sideways through the gap in the door, the people on the ground were still lying still, and turned his head to look at his grandmother, "The door is open, the wind is a little strong, and I am a little cold when it blows." ”

"Close the door and go inside, don't freeze anymore. Just discharged from the hospital, I have to take care of it. Grandma Zhou beckoned, "Grandma cooked lotus seed soup for you." ”

"Hmm. Zhou Jingrui plugged in the deadbolt and glanced at the workers working around, "You continue to be busy." ”

"......" The workers looked at each other and turned their heads to look at the closed courtyard door, some felt sorry for the girl who fell twice in a row outside the house, but no one went to open the door, and they were busy with their own work.

Gan Luo could hear the conversation inside, and he slandered in his heart, embroidering a pillow and a bag of grass, which was not wrong at all.

The door was closed, and there was no longer the urge to dig the pit with embarrassment before, Ganluo lay on the ground for about two minutes, stretched his legs and no longer cramped, climbed up, stood outside the door with his buttocks covered, and raised his feet to make a 'kick' motion towards the wooden door,

I didn't kick it out, picked up my bicycle, and pushed it straight to get home.

"Why did you come back later than I did? Wait, you clothes. Gan Luo saw Gan Luo limping, his face was a little angry, "Bullied?"

"Falling" Ganluo pouted, looking aggrieved, and threw the schoolbag in his hand towards Ganluo.

"How old are you, have you fallen?"

"It hurts. Ganluo raised his elbow and looked at Ganluo, "Brother, today's meal?"

"......" Ganluo raised his eyebrows and looked at Ganluo condescendingly, "I'll do it." ”

"Bowl?" Ganlo blinked, pitiful.

"I wash. Gan Luo was a little speechless, "Go and change your clothes." ”

"Hmm" Gan Luo smiled and nodded, took off his school uniform jacket, and looked at his back, good fellow, the moss was paste, and when he left, he hissed!

Gan Luo put Ganluo's dirty schoolbag aside and turned his head to stare at her: "The fall is quite miserable, the bicycle is not broken, how can you ride a bicycle? ”

Gan Luo shook his head, "It's just riding on the moss, moistened with rain, especially slippery." ”

It can't be said that it looks good at others, and the car is off.

She is not a nymphomaniac, she swears, that person is wearing a mask, only to look at his eyes, only to feel that the picture of the other party half-kneeling under the old locust tree to pick up locust flowers is very beautiful, oops, it is beautiful anyway.

Although the picture of memory is pleasing to the eye...... Gan Luo still couldn't help but roll his eyes twice, it was good-looking, but it couldn't be eaten as a meal.