Winter nights usually come very early!

In the twilight, the snow is already very small, flying quietly, there is not much entertainment in the mountain village, when there is nothing to do, the villagers usually play cards for recreation, at this time, those who go outside to play cards have almost returned to their homes, and began to cook with their hands.

At this time, in the chimneys of each house, green cooking smoke quietly rose.

The smoke curled in the twilight for a while, and finally turned into a twilight, and when the night came, the sky closed its eyes, and the mountain village was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

That night, Wang Xiuhe happily touched the chicken coop with her hand, and with all her might, she caught the big rooster who liked to stand on tiptoe and sing high in a flock of hens.

The rooster kept resisting, its powerful wings flapping violently, and suddenly a torrential wind came out, blowing Wang Xiuhe's hair messy, and also blowing her white hair, which was hidden deeply, to nowhere to hide.

Wang Xiuhe didn't care so much, thinking that he must slaughter the rooster, chop off its wings that love to fly, remove its thighs that love to run, cut its developed pectoral muscles into pieces along the texture, and use its firm meat to make a hearty dinner to entertain the distinguished guest who came from afar.

So, she wielded the broadsword that had been sharpened on the whetstone for five minutes, and the knife glittered in the five-watt light, which was creepy.

Pulling away from the horse, Wang Xiuhe, who was over forty years old, exerted his strength to eat milk, and "clicked" to chop down.

Knife comes! Knife go!

A sword and sword shadow chopped the thick elm cutting board into a "bangbangbang" sound.

Seeing the proud rooster being dismantled by himself, Wang Xiuhe was full of enthusiasm and passion! With his hands on his hips, he was as proud as an invincible swordsman.

Staying in the leisurely countryside and living a life without fighting with the world, the passion in her heart has long been exhausted, and she can only feel happy by wielding a knife and killing a strong rooster!

Yes, that day was a joyful day for her, because her only son returned from Shenzhen!

During the meal, Wang Maoyong picked up a bowl of rice wine and said to Wang Shiyi: "Son, you are better than Dad, and Dad is proud of you!"

"Dad! My son can have a little bit of talent, and it is inseparable from the teachings of you and my mother! This cup is my father's thank you!" Wang Shiyi finished speaking, and also drank it all.

Seeing that the father and son had a cup of you and me, Wang Xiuhe was happy in her heart: "You father and son, you haven't seen each other for a year, just like a guest! Come! Son! This is the chicken made by Mom, Mom will clip a piece of it for you, how about you taste Mom's craftsmanship!"

After Wang Xiuhe finished speaking, he sandwiched a chicken leg into Wang Shiyi's bowl.

"Mom's cooking is the best dish in the world!" Wang Shiyi grabbed the chicken leg with his hand without hesitation, and nodded while nibbling on the chicken leg.

"Son, my mother didn't go to the New Oriental Chef School, so she used local materials and did whatever she wanted!" Seeing that she praised herself, Wang Xiuhe said proudly.

"Mom, you're better than those special chefs!" Wang Shiyi continued to admire.

"Son, you have bought a house and a car in Shenzhen! This is all thanks to the Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva has blessed you!" Wang Xiuhe sighed when he looked at his son in a suit and leather shoes, looking like a rich man.

"Bodhisattva?" Wang Shiyi was stunned for a moment.

"Son, do you remember six years ago? That year, you had to go out to work with Jiang Hua, I asked you to go to the mountain to burn incense and worship the Buddha, you can be like today, it is the Bodhisattva in the temple who blessed you, tomorrow, I will take you to the mountain to make a wish." Wang Xiuhe said.

"Hmm!" Wang Shiyi nodded, although he didn't believe in Buddhism, as long as his mother was happy, he was willing to do it.

"Son, you work in Shenzhen, your mother is not worried, when she misses you, she climbs to the big temple behind to burn incense and worship the Buddha!" Wang Maoyong said with a puff of cigarette.

Wang Shiyi looked up at his father and mother's hair, under the five-watt light, their white hair was dazzling, and their eyes were moist, pity the hearts of parents all over the world!

Early the next morning, when the winter snow had stopped, the sun jumped to the top of Chung Shan and shone on the snow on the roof of the old temple on the top of the mountain.

Wang Shiyi parked the car in the open space below the temple and followed his mother up.

The majestic temple, standing on the cold rock, has an extraordinary bearing.

Wang Shiyi looked up and saw that "the east and the west are spotless, and the Van Palace and Lin Yu are all the same", and the monks of the temple are chanting sutras and the Buddha is singing.

Along the way, Wang Xiuhe was very serious, and when she arrived at the gate of the temple, she turned around and said to Wang Shiyi: "Son, you are a lot older, and it is time to consider your personal life, and your mother will ask for marriage!" After speaking, the two quietly walked into the temple, plopped, and fell under the statue.

That day, when he went down the mountain, watching his son repay his wish, Wang Xiuhe was full of joy.

The Audi sedan was briskly running along the mountain road, and the bright sun illuminated the road in front of them into a bright avenue.

After a while, they returned to the Zhangjing courtyard, and as soon as they got out of the car, they saw a matchmaker coming over and shouting with a smile: "Xiuhe!

"Sister Ma, where are you talking, your face is good-looking, what's the use of not having a girl like it!" Wang Xiuhe said this, but her heart was happy, with a smile on her face.

"Xiuhe! I'm here to tell you good news. Sister Ma walked over quickly.

"What's the good news?" Wang Xiuhe had already guessed a few points, Sister Ma was a well-known matchmaker, and when she found herself, she must have come to talk about the matchmaker.

Sister Ma leaned into Wang Xiuhe's ear and said softly, "I have a girl here, who just graduated from college this year, is unemployed at home, and is preparing to take the postgraduate examination.

"Really, which girl is it?" asked Wang Xiuhe, who had not heard of such a girl in the village.

"It's from my mother's house, the girl has big eyes, she is tall, and her figure is very slender, like a peach blossom in spring!"

"There are no clouds in the sky and no rain, and there is no matchmaker on the ground. Eldest sister, I'm worried about the child's marriage, you can help pull the strings, thank you for the gift, others can give it, we can't do without you. When Wang Xiuhe heard that the girl was talented and beautiful, she smiled from ear to ear.

"I'm not worried about your money, your family has money, I'm just worried about your son, he has been working outside for several years, does he have a partner?"

"My son definitely doesn't, if he does, he will definitely bring it back for the New Year, you wait, I'll ask. After Wang Xiuhe finished speaking, he stopped Wang Shiyi and said, "Son, Mom is worried that you are alone outside and no one will take care of you, you are not young, it is time to get married, there is a girl in the next village who is an undergraduate, do you want to take a look, your Aunt Ma will also go to help you talk about it." ”

"Mom, it's up to the son to make his own mind about the marriage matter!" Wang Shiyi became impatient when he heard about his girlfriend.

"Son, tell your mother honestly, are you looking for a girlfriend outside?" Wang Xiuhe hurriedly asked when he saw that his son refused.

"If you owe a lot of money to the bank to buy a house, will you marry a wife to help me pay off the debt?" Wang Shiyi asked rhetorically.

"Son, you will be twenty-five years old after the New Year, the eldest is not small, you are not in a hurry, mom is in a hurry, your father and I are waiting to hold our grandson!" Wang Xiuhe's voice was an octave higher, and her son, who had always been obedient, actually sang against herself on the most important thing, and she was a little angry.

"Mom, you can't force this, you can't force it, don't force me!" Wang Shiyi saw that his mother was angry, so he said in a pleading tone.

"Xiuhe, the child's matter, let the child make his own decision!" Sister Ma came up and persuaded her, she was here to be a matchmaker, but she couldn't make other people's families unhappy just to be a matchmaker.

"Son, your affairs can't be delayed any longer!" Wang Xiuhe's tone also carried a hint of pleading.

Sister Ma saw that Wang Xiuhe's anger had subsided a little, and immediately said: "Xiuhe, Wang Shiyi is right, don't force the child, the eight-character marriage can't be forced, it's not too early, I'm going back to cook!"

The spring of 2006 came very early, and the new year began a few days later, the ice and snow melted, the sun shone brightly, and the spring breeze was mighty, calling for the sleeping earth.

Before returning to Shenzhen, Wang Shiyi deliberately drove to his alma mater, Chung Cheng Middle School, and on the days of winter vacation, the campus was empty, only those tall camphor trees, which were still verdant after the cold winter.

He slowly walked to the outside of the classroom of the former high school 115 class, and through the glass window, he faintly saw a figure buried in a book, that figure was so familiar that he could not forget.

That's right, that's He Xueyi!

He stood silently for a while, and finally mustered up the courage and shouted softly to the figure: "He Xueyi!"

But no one answered him.

He rubbed his eyes, and when he looked closer, he found that the classroom was empty, without the students, like a soulless corpse, lifeless.

"She's gone! She's gone to the United States! It's so far away, there's no way she'll ever come back!" Wang Shiyi shook his head.

Like a defeated rooster, he walked to his car in despair, and when he got into the car, as soon as he twisted the key, the car started, and he kicked the accelerator, and the car drove out proudly.

Outside, the spring breeze is blowing slowly, vast and boundless!

Under the blowing of the spring breeze, the seeds sprouted, the peach blossoms by the stream and ditch opened, and the buds of the willow trees also sprouted, and a beautiful spring arrived.

Ten miles of spring breeze!