One day in April, Yangcheng Railway Station. "Second brother, what are you going to do when you go back, if you really can't do it, I'll ask someone to find something to do for you, anyway, you are also from a prestigious university. ”

"Fourth, don't say it, you see me like this, crippled one, which unit wants me, lame legs, crippled face, I'm not an iron crutch Li, people don't need a door god, and now it's still early for the New Year in April, so it's not time to say that people need a door god. Yang Chengzhi teased Yan Xuefei.

After more than a month of recuperation, he has regained his former temperament. But when he thought about Wang Haiyan, Yang Chengzhi's heart sank again.

"Fourth, I didn't tell you, my old man's traditional Chinese medicine skills are good, maybe I will go back this time, and under the old man's care, my injuries will be healed," Yang Chengzhi said against his will.

In fact, he doesn't know now whether the old man is at home, according to the old man's character, staying with him for more than ten years is because he is too young to take care of himself, if he can be independent, he doesn't know where to go to that corner and live happily with his fox friends and dogs.

"Fourth, Wang Haiyan, then you just say that I resigned and went home, and I will also go back to change my mobile phone, just like me, don't delay people's good future," Yang Chengzhi said with red eyes and against his will. As for the cost of the fourth child for more than a month, I will pay you back when my brother goes back and has money, and now my brother will go home to start a business with this little money.

Dick ...... Fourth......

More than 40 kilometers southeast of Pingcheng City, Sanjin Province, there is a big mountain that stretches for hundreds of kilometers from east to west -- Liuling Mountain, at the foot of the north mountain of Liuling Mountain, a country road winds and stretches into the distance.

At two o'clock in the afternoon of this day, in a remote mountain village called Yangjiagou at the foot of Liuling Mountain, a young man with a lame foot and a crippled face came.

This young man is Yang Chengzhi, who returned from Yangcheng, but he is about 1.75 meters tall, slightly thin, with a few centipede-like scars on his originally delicate face, a gray-white copycat version of the hooked casual clothes, a pair of white casual shoes, and a black suitcase behind him.

Standing at the entrance of the village, Yang Chengzhi looked at the village that he had not returned to for five years, and he had not returned for five years.

Yangjiagou is not big, about 100 households of population, facing Liuleng Mountain, backed by Sanggan River, looking far away to the north slope of Liuleng Mountain close to Yangjiagou, there are also a few pieces of emerald green, that is a large collective, in response to the call of the country, afforestation to live to the heavens of the masterpiece.

Yang Chengzhi walked slowly to a large courtyard near the hillside in the south of the village, and several children playing on the side of the road looked at him like monsters, and threw down the toys in their hands and ran away.

Yang Chengzhi was stunned for a while, I became a legendary monster. In five years, things are not people.

Yang Chengzhi laughed at himself for a while, just like the little master, the old man may not know each other when he sees it! Not to mention this group of little children who are still urinating on the kang, Yang Chengzhi shook his head and continued to walk slowly.

After walking slowly for five or six minutes, Yang Chengzhi walked to the door of a solitary compound near the mountain in the south of the village, took out the key that was about to rust from his coat pocket, and it took more than ten minutes to open the big lock full of rust spots, and squeak open the courtyard door.

As far as the eye can see, the courtyard sits north and faces south, with six acres in size, a row of twelve earthen houses in the middle, the courtyard is full of weeds, and the adobe courtyard wall has also partially collapsed.

This yard used to be a factory for piling up sand when the village was digging sand, and then the government banned sand dredging, and the yard was idle, and the old Yang Tou later took Yang Chengzhi back to the village, and he didn't know what benefits were given to the village, so the yard became their private property.

Looking at the desolation, Yang Chengzhi put down his suitcase and turned around and walked out of the yard, walking slowly to a courtyard more than 300 meters away from his house.

This is a typical northern farmhouse courtyard, with a row of six red brick houses in the front, and three wings on the east and west sides.

Pushing open the purple door, he called, "Uncle Qiang is not at home." ”

With these dog barks, a middle-aged man in his fifties came out of the main room, seeing that he was dressed in a cloth coat that he didn't know what age, and a black face confirmed that this was a typical farmer, and the middle-aged uncle went out to look at Yang Chengzhi with scars on his face and lameness, and his eyes were stunned, "Are you?"

"Uncle Qiang: I'm Chengzhi. ”

"What...... Chengzhi, why have you become like this," the middle-aged uncle exclaimed. In his impression, although Yang Chengzhi is not the appearance of Pan An and Song Yu, he is also a talent, but the person in front of him, with a lame leg and a scarred face, can only vaguely see the shadow of the young man from his face, "Why did Chengzhi become like this," the middle-aged man asked calmly. "Uncle Qiang, I had a car accident in Yangcheng a few months ago, I didn't come back to recuperate, I saw that the yard was full of weeds, I wanted to come over to find a shovel and clean up the yard, Uncle Qiang, you still look like you haven't seen you for five years, and you are more energetic."

"I'm in my fifties with this kid, and I'm still in good spirits, but if you're like this, I can clean it up by myself", Uncle Qiang said with a sad face: "Uncle Leave just has nothing to do, help you clean up." ”

More than two hours later, the two of them were sweating profusely, shoveling out a clearing in front of the house, and shoveling a path out.

Yang Chengzhi cleaned up the two rooms, unscrewed the basically rusty tap water tap, fetched water and washed it with Uncle Qiang, and moved the bedding that had been basically moldy for five years out to dry.

"Chengzhi, see that you don't have anything at home, go to your uncle's house today for one night, and then go home tomorrow when you clean up your home." Look at the dusty room.

Yang Chengzhi nodded, "Then it's troublesome Uncle Qiang." ”

The two cleaned up, locked the door, and came to Uncle Qiang's house, Aunt Qiang was also sorry when she heard Yang Chengzhi's matter, the three of them had dinner, and Uncle Qiang settled Yang Chengzhi to rest in an empty house to entertain guests.

Turning off the lights, Yang Chengzhi's mind moved into the magical jade pendant space, from the discovery of the space to the present, Yang Chengzhi has not had a large number of this magical space.

Looking at the gray space, walking on the soft purple-black earth, he bent down and grabbed a handful of dirt, the soil was soft, with a strange earthy fragrance.

Stroll to the middle of the pond, a small pond, the water is crystal clear, half a meter deep, pick up a drink, the pond water is slightly cool with a sweet taste, after drinking a burst of refreshment, Yang Chengzhi muttered for a while, grandma's, is this the legendary holy water, better than the drinks sold on the street, I have picked up the treasure. In the future, I will use this water for meals and baths, and I will also live the life of an emperor.

But thinking of the current dilapidated house and courtyard, he couldn't help but pouted again, thinking in his heart, go to the county seat tomorrow to buy some seeds or something, try to plant plants in this space, he returned to the house with a heartbeat, and Yang Chengzhi fell asleep in his thoughts.