Rong Zheng, who was shocked, moved in his heart and proposed to go down for a walk.

At this time, the rain in the sky gradually stopped, and the sky was dyed with orange and warm light from the afterglow of the setting sun.

Zhou Ling also had this intention, "The road inside is narrow, I'm afraid it's not good to park." It's not far from my house, so we can walk in. ”

Park the car in the yard of an acquaintance at the entrance of the village, and the two walked hand in hand on the path.

Although it was not raining at the moment, the air was still foggy and a little wet.

In particular, the soil under your feet is full of water, which is a little difficult to walk.

Fortunately, new roads have been built in the village over the years, so that they will not step on the deep pit like when I was a child.

As soon as the rain stopped, the frogs and earthworms in the fields began to mingle and chirp, and the breeze rustled the leaves. When these sounds are combined, they are the rhythm of nature.

Rong Zheng felt new to all this, and the first thing he saw was the bustling city.

There is nothing else on the street except for the various cars coming and going, and at a glance there are high-rise buildings made of steel and concrete, which can be like here, and you can enjoy the surrounding scenery at a glance.

The sky seems to be farther and wider without the obstruction of those high-rise buildings, and everything after the spring rain is like a new outfit, fresh and pleasant.

Being in such an environment, I have the idea of wanting to fish alone.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

What kind of scenery is the paradise that Tao Yuanming said?

Rong Zheng couldn't help but yearn for it.

There are many unknown flowers growing on both sides of the road, most of which Rong Zheng can't name.

He had seen the delicate flowers in the flower shop, but he had never seen such a flower proudly in the middle of heaven and earth, born in a green and full of vitality.

The flowers carefully raised at home are beautiful, and they always feel ethereal. It's not as good as the tenacious wildflowers in this field, beside the path. With full wildness and pride, even if it is trampled on, there is no lack of scattered beauty.

"Xiao Ling, let's live here in the future, right?" Rong Zheng's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly felt that it was not bad to live here like this.

Zhou Ling couldn't deny Rong Zheng's words, but her mood was different.

There is nostalgia, there is emotion, and there is no thought left.

She still remembers how desperately she had to study to get out of here and into the bustling city.

Nowadays, people in the countryside desperately want to see the prosperity and vastness of the city, while those in the city who have achieved fame think all day long about how to find an elegant place to enjoy their old age and live peacefully.

The glitz has settled, and it is unknown which one is the real destination in the end.

It's just that the things that different people pursue are necessarily different.

For example, Rong Zheng can be said to have seen the prosperity of big cities from the beginning of consciousness and lived a fast-paced life.

Occasionally, when I see this nostalgia, I will have this urge to stay.

But Zhou Ling is different, born in the countryside, and has been instilled with an idea since he was a child.

If you want to get ahead, you have to study hard, you have to go out of the countryside, and you have to go to the prosperous city to be successful.

Zhou Lingzheng sighed alone, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Rong Zheng disappearing, and hurriedly looked around.

Rong Zheng saw the dog's tail grass swaying in the wind, so he couldn't help but run over and pick the branches.

He knotted the dog's tail flower into a small loop, leaving the furry part outside.

Then he looked at Zhou Ling affectionately and knelt down on one knee, "Zhou Ling, are you willing to marry me?"

Only this time Zhou Ling was not moved to cry, she touched the diamond ring in her hand and asked with a smile: "Why is this all of a sudden?"

Rong Zheng looked serious, "With me, hope is right in front of my eyes, I want the rest of your life to be carefree, happy and hopeful like those children." ”

It turned out that he was infected by the group of children who came home from school.

Zhou Ling took the grass ring and put it in the palm of his hand to play with it, and the smile on his face well concealed the momentary emotion just now.

This road is not short or long, because Rong Zheng deliberately slowed down because he wanted to see the beautiful scenery.

I don't know why, but he feels very close here.

When he thought that this was the place where Zhou Ling lived when he was a child, and that Zhou Ling had also carried a small schoolbag on his back like those children, bouncing home, he felt cordial and wanted to get close.

Walking along the road she once walked, blowing the same wind as when she was a child, and feeling the smell of fireworks in this village, he was extremely relieved.

Along the way, I met many childhood acquaintances, and Zhou Ling said hello one by one.

They had to be pulled to greet each other, so when they arrived home with their gifts, it was already completely dark.

In front of me is an old-fashioned duplex building, which looks renovated, but due to the wind and rain, the exposed wall skin is a little peeling, and moss grows in the cracks of the stones.

Outside, a yard is fenced off, and there are a few chickens in it, and vegetables such as greens, green onions, and so on.

"Lingling is back?"

Zhou's mother, who was washing clothes in the pool outside, saw the two people in the yard and hurriedly screamed in surprise.

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a young man in his early twenties running out of the house.

"Sister, why did you come back so late?"

The young man's face had a hint of complaint, he was wearing a gray sports suit, and his appearance was three points similar to Zhou Ling.

"Coming by car, it's hard to walk when it's raining. This is Rong Zheng, my boyfriend. Rong Zheng, this is my younger brother, Zhou Yiran. ”

Zhou Ling led Rong Zheng to the house and explained to Zhou Yiran.

"Hello resolutely, I am your sister's boyfriend, my name is Rong Zheng. ”

Rong Zheng freed up a hand to shake hands with Zhou Yiran.

Zhou Ling's relatives are here, and his heart is beating hard.

Zhou resolutely looked at Rong Zheng, and saw that he was handsome, not a crooked melon and cracked dates, so he relaxed a little, "Hello." ”

replied without being salty, and ran to Zhou Ling's side and brought the two to the hall.

In the hall, Zhou's father sat on a bamboo chair smoking a cigarette, and when he saw Zhou Linglai, he raised his eyelids, and the cigarette in his hand was pinched off and thrown on the ground.

"Lingling is back, come and eat. ”

The calm tone didn't even have the joy of Zhou Ling's return.

Zhou Ling had long been accustomed to this way of getting along, so he helped Rong Zheng put the gift on another table in the hall, and then beckoned his mother to come in for dinner.

"What does Rong Zheng do?"

At the dinner table, Zhou's mother asked about Rong Zheng's work.

"I teach painting at a training institution, Auntie. ”

The mother-in-law asked, but Rong Zheng didn't dare not answer.

Zhou's mother didn't understand what training institution she had, and she smiled when she heard that she was teaching painting, "So you are a teacher?"

It's good to be a teacher, and I think my personality is not bad.

"Yes......"

Sort of, but it's not the kind of teacher who joins the staff.

"Have you bought a house, and when are you going to marry Lingling?"