In late autumn, the rice fields on both sides of the road have been bent golden, and the breeze blows, as if they are nodding to people constantly. Walking up the embankment, the locust trees on both sides of the bank have been paved with a layer of gold, although it does not shine, it looks very dazzling under the sunlight.

Mu Zhen was attracted by this autumn color, and casually chanted a sentence of Cao Pi's "The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cold, the grass and trees shake and fall into frost, and the swallows return to the south."

"Good poetry, good poetry!" Hu Guoqing praised.

"Do you also have an impression of this song "Yan Ge Xing"?" asked Mu Zhen.

"No, I really haven't read it, but I just listen to the poem written naturally, first the autumn wind that cannot be seen or touched, then the grass and trees in nature, and then the author leaves the still life, and then turns to the birds that are alive and loved by the people. The following must be a sentence to write love!" Hu Guoqing's comment was something Mu Zhen did not expect, although Mu Zhen had read this poem many times in his early years, and could still say it casually, but he had never understood it so incisively, and he was impressed by Hu Guoqing's understanding.

"You guessed right, the following is from the scenery, write about the feelings of missing people, I saw this autumn color, just casually reciting ancient poems, you just said that there are important things to discuss with me, I haven't heard what you want to say?" Mu Zhen stopped commenting on the ancient poems and immediately changed the topic.

"Let's start with my personal affairs, since I entered the school, I can't sleep every night, I really want to have a companion to accompany me, so I want you to go home with me to live, first, to solve my loneliness, and secondly, I also have a teacher to ask about my studies, do you think?" Hu Guoqing's words immediately evoked Mu Zhen's memories.

"When I was in Binhu Middle School, if I hadn't lived with my classmates, maybe I wouldn't have caused that kind of debt that seemed to be unforgiving, but now Hu Guoqing wants to let himself live with him, whether he is happy or worried, it's hard to say!" Mu Zhen thought and didn't speak.

Hu Guoqing looked at Mu Zhen's silent expression, and asked a little puzzledly, "Do you have any difficulties?"

"No, no!" Mu Zhen replied as if she had just woken up from her sleep.

"Then why don't you speak?" Hu Guoqing then asked.

"Does your mother agree?" asked Mu Zhen for a reason.

"I have already told her about the things we know, and she is very much in favor of it, and she is very welcome for you to come to our house to live with me!" Hu Guoqing said without thinking.

"I'm afraid that going to your house will cause you trouble!" Mu Zhen deliberately made an excuse, and it was inconvenient to talk about her previous affairs.

"What's the trouble then, my mother is afraid that you won't agree, so she specially asked me to discuss it with you!" Hu Guoqing was happy, in Hu Guoqing's opinion, Mu Zhen did not object to what he said, that is, he agreed to accompany him, so he continued with a little excitement: "You can bring it with you or not, anyway, I have everything there! Let's just say it, if you don't believe it, go to the house with me now!"

Mu Zhen hesitated slightly, Hu Guoqing saw this, took Mu Zhen's hand and said, "Let's go, let's go to my house now, if you are not satisfied, I will not force you to come!" After speaking, he picked up Mu Zhen and walked to his home.

Walking along the river embankment, a few minutes, you will see the village under the river embankment, Mu Zhen knows, this village is Xia Li Village, Hu Guoqing mentioned to himself, this village is located in the bend of the river, the ancestors are optimistic about this piece of feng shui, according to the old people said that the village is in the river bay, people are prosperous and talented, so the ancestors of Xia Li Village settled here into a village, where it has a history of more than 100 years.

Standing on the river embankment, the village is very compact, and the courtyards of each house are not very large, but they also look scattered and unique. Mu Zhen followed Hu Guoqing down the embankment, entered the east-west avenue in the village, all the way to the east, and then turned south, about a few minutes away, Hu Guoqing stopped at the door of a house, from the appearance, all the red brick and red tile house courtyard, the courtyard door was locked, Hu Guoqing took out the key, opened the big lock on the gate, "squeak" A sound pushed open the two wooden gates, said that it was the gate, in fact, the two wooden doors and the door are not much wide, the two sides of the wooden door with red brick walls, just blocked the sight of adults, the wooden door above the common red tile in the countryside made of gatehouse, for the gate to shelter from the wind and rain. Walking into the courtyard, you will see a rectangular courtyard surrounded by four main houses and two matching rooms, the yard is very clean, Hu Guoqing opened a house at the east end of the main house, which is very tidy, there is a big bed against the east wall, this is a common big bed in the countryside, from the head of the bed it is obvious that the bed is covered with foil woven with sorghum rods, the top of the foil is a new mattress, the mattress is equipped with a new white and blue checkered new sheet, and a big red quilt is stacked on the sheet flatly. Against the west wall, there is a desk with a bookcase at both ends, and a single desk next to the desk, on which Hu Guoqing's study books are placed. Above the desk, there is an incandescent tube with a length of one meter, which is rare in rural areas. In addition to these, a clothesline was pulled diagonally from the south window to the east wall in the house, on which a few of Hu Guoqing's summer clothes were simply draped.

Mu Zhen carefully scanned the whole room, from this room can be seen that the owner is a person who loves cleanliness, but also a very particular person, which makes him think of the bed he lives in at home, which is built by his mother with simple boards and bricks, although it is simple, but it is also sturdy, compared with it, it is very different, and it is a big thing! This kind of big bed, in Mu Zhen's opinion, only people with slightly better family conditions can match their children. Mu Zhen didn't expect that from this bed, the conditions of Hu Guoqing's family were quite good, and walking into this simplely furnished cottage immediately made Mu Zhen feel that Hu Guoqing's parents must be a slightly educated and hard-working parent.

"Come and see!" Hu Guoqing greeted Mu Zhen.

Mu Zhen walked over and saw a brush in the corner of the desk, and an old-fashioned inkstone next to it, Hu Guoqing pointed to this inkstone and said, "This is left by my grandfather's grandfather." It's been around to me for at least a hundred years!"

"Your ancestor is also a scholar!" asked Mu Zhen.

"Listen to my grandfather, not only the scholarly family, but also the village out of the father and son three Xiucai from our family, but because the family is not rich, so every time in the exam, the red top is sold for a few dollars, and then go to the township examination to take the test, do you know, there are three Xiucai in this village, the county official through this village, is necessary to get off the sedan chair, in order to show respect for the reader. Hu Guoqing was a little proud when he said this.

"Your ancestors are still famous!" Mu Zhen praised from the bottom of her heart.

"That's all ancient, the past, count the romantic characters, and look at the present!" Hu Guoqing recited aloud the song "Spring Snow in Qinyuan", which he had just learned, which made the two laugh in unison.

"There must be a spirit here, you should be a masterpiece, and you still remember the ancients, how can you not succeed?" Mu Zhen immediately echoed a limerick poem, this poem is really difficult to even call a limerick poem, but it expresses Mu Zhen's heart, he believes that Hu Guoqing in front of him will definitely have a small success in the future, surpass his ancestors, and become a useful person to the society.

"Your poem is right in the heart, we can all succeed, but are you satisfied with this place?" asked Hu Guoqing.

"Of course, it's hard to say that you're not satisfied!" Mu Zhen was very content with the environment here as soon as he came in, so he responded very straightforwardly.

"That's good, you can move to my house to live with me, from here to our school, if it is not to go around to the school gate, less than a mile away, not much closer to the school!" Hu Guoqing said very practically, he once stepped on the preparatory bell and rushed to the school, but when he arrived in the classroom, he didn't even hear the class bell.

Mu Zhen is very satisfied, he really has no reason to refuse Hu Guoqing's hospitality, he will once again live a sleepover day, what will be waiting for him this time, he knows in his heart that it all depends on himself, he believes that with the company of this talent, there will be a good result.