179: Home
By the time I got home, it was already evening. The breeze in the mountains blew slowly and blew on Yang Yunruo's face. In this winter, in this small mountain village, the wind is not cold, there is a slight coolness, and the books by the roadside are already blooming with bright flowers. The white ones are pear blossoms, and the pink ones are peach blossoms. The mountain stream is tinkling and flowing, and the music of the leaves is playing a gorgeous music.
The last time I came back was late autumn and early winter, when everything was depressed, where was it so interesting now. Yang Yunruo carried his bag and walked in the direction of his home step by step. The curling smoke from the village, the old farmers who returned late along the way.
"Little Cloud Boy. You're back. Someone I knew greeted him with a thick hometown accent.
"You're back, what are you doing? Yang Yunruo greeted casually.
"I just went to water the vegetable patch, and this year's vegetables are really good, bigger than in previous years. Look at this cauliflower, this cabbage," a lady chattered to Yang Yunruo. "By the way, your family is away all the year round, and you don't grow vegetables, come, bring some home" said and stuffed it into Yang Yunruo's arms.
"Hey, no, no, my mother must be prepared" Yang Yunruo shirked, but the other party had already let go of his hand, and the helpless Yang Yunruo could only let his new clothes get stained with mud, holding the vegetables in his arms, as if holding a treasure.
"When you grow up, it's time to marry a daughter-in-law, look at our family Xiaojian, you have children when you're so old. The eldest lady continued to babble, it seems that people of this age always like to talk.
"There are a lot of men in our village who are going to get married, and as soon as you get married, our village will be lively again" said and said, the eldest lady's eyes fell, those who go to school go to school all the year round, and those who go to work work outside all year round. Usually the small village is just a group of old people, and the most lively time is just the barking of the dogs in the village, and more often, the dogs do not bark.
"Hurry up and get married, get married early" The eldest lady kept nagging this sentence, and there was a hint of brilliance in her eyes, as if she recalled the lively scene when she was young. "Do you want more food, take more, take more. As he spoke, he took the vegetables from his frame into Yang Yunruo's arms.
"Enough, enough, I can't take it" Yang Yunruo was in the wilderness, and he was carrying a large bag of things, and he was still holding a few vegetables in his arms. I doubt that if I forced myself to talk politely here, the eldest lady would let me go.
"Little Cloud Guy, I'm back."
Along the way, Yang Yunruo met several old people, and they all hurriedly delivered the dishes in their hands to Yang Yunruo's hands. Turnips with dirt, greens with droplets, and coriander pulled up haphazardly
When I walked to the front of the house, the yard was lit up with orange lights. My mother entered the factory and my father worked on the construction site, and the holidays in these places were always early, because these places were paid one day's wages for one day's work, and they were not paid during the annual vacation. Anyway, there is no salary, and there is nothing to lose if I go back to the boss earlier, so naturally I won't say anything.
"Knock knock" Yang Yunruo held the vegetables with one hand, raised his knees and leaned against the door to prevent the vegetables in his arms from falling, and then knocked on the door with one free hand.
"Knock knock" Yang Yunruo sped up the speed of knocking on the door, before returning to this home, he was embarrassed to feel that it was not his own home, and it was not his parents. It's just that when I knocked on the door for the first time, I put it all down. Just like many people get up to meet the parents of the target, nervous, repulsive, shy, and even scared, when you actually see them, everything becomes much more natural.
"Knock knock" Yang Yunruo slammed the door again. This time, footsteps could finally be heard inside the door.
"Who, who," shouted inside, this is the mother. For a moment, the two minds merged.
"Mom, it's me, I'm back," Yang Yunruo shouted.
"The clouds, the clouds are back. When my mother heard Yang Yunruo's shout, her steps became faster and faster.
ββββThe door opened, and what greeted her was a face with vicissitudes, and the traces of time had left too many traces on this woman. Wrinkles, freckles, obesity, and the black that used to be farmed. The dark green coat propped up her body.
"Cloud, cloud, you're back. The mother smiled happily, like a happy child. "Oh, what are you holding, why are there so many dishes. β
"On the way, grandpa and grandma gave it, I didn't have no choice, I said I didn't want them to come over. Yang Yunruo said helplessly: "These dishes are enough to eat for several days." β
"Really, come, give it to me. Mother turned the dish in Yang Yunruo's arms, and shouted to the back room: "Dad, Yun is back, you hurry up and pick up some things." β
"No, no, no" Yang Yunruo shirked, but his father, who jumped out, forcibly took away the backpack on his body. For a while, Yang Yunruo was a little embarrassed, unwilling to regard himself as the son of this family, and he couldn't be a guest of this family. The mother took the dishes to the kitchen, and the father carried the backpack to Yang Yunruo's room.
"You take a rest first, and Mom will cook for you. The mother followed up and said, remembering something, she walked away for a while, and when she came back, she had already taken several bags of things in her hand and handed them to Yang Yunruo: "Hungry, eat something first." What to eat? biscuits, jelly, or fruit. The oranges sent by your eldest sister are still here, and your father doesn't eat them, so you eat his father and pour a glass of water for Xiaoyun. β
"No, no, I'll just come by myself" Yang Yunruo was flattered, pouring water is such a thing, it's good to be in yourself, how dare you bother
"It's okay, you can rest, after a day of driving, you must be tired. Rest more, rest, mom called you when you eat. The mother comforted, and went out to cook busily, as if Yang Yunruo was really tired.
"Smack" Yang Yunruo peeled off a peanut with his hand, rubbed off the red clothes on the outside, revealed the milky white kernel inside, and gently put it in his mouth. It's been a long time since I've eaten the peanuts fried at home, that crispy, faint salt taste.
"Yun, Xiaoyun, what do you want to eat, if there is anything you want to eat, Mom will make it for you. Mother rushed in again in a rage.
"Whatever, Mom, what you do, I'll eat. Yang Yunruo let himself smile obediently.
"Child. The mother glanced at Yang Yunruo dotingly and said, "Pork, chickens and ducks, or others." I remember that you like to eat fried pork, I'll make it for you, do you want steamed eggs, your favorite food when you were young, Grandma Niu's family made tofu today, just took two pieces of fresh tofu over, Mom stewed a soup with the fish head for you. β
"Okay, okay, okay. Yang Yunruo said. Slowly, in this home, she has felt a trace of the warmth of home, just like on the earth, that kind of warmth.