After Xiaoqing's funeral was done in Longcheng, Wen Zhu asked Chen Jiaming for leave, took Ma Xiangyuan, and accompanied Xiaoqing's family to Qingyun Town, Hunan's hometown.

Xiao Zhi holds his sister's ashes. Grief drew a depressing arc in the sky, and after landing on the ground, it bent and shook, ups and downs, and headed for Qingyun Town.

The expressions of the group were extremely heavy, immersed in remembrance, and they couldn't get out. The pain that hurts the heart is not like the clouds in the sky, which will disperse when you say you will disperse, and you will go when you say you go. But sadness is useless, it is not beneficial to others, and in the long run, people will be depressed and their nerves will be paralyzed.

Those who are alive must take heart because they have to go on.

Wen Zhu made a mention in the itinerary: "Xiaoyun, talk about Xiaoqing's past time." ”

Xiaoyun raised his head from grief and said, "I am as old as my sister, and I have been inseparable since I was a child. But she is always the leader, and in the morning reading class, she stands on the podium, reading aloud, and leads the class. She always leads the school in any literary and artistic programs. ”

"My sister is good, every summer vacation will take us to the mountains to play crazy, pick wild fruits, fill our stomachs, and exchange money. Xiao went straight over.

"There was a big dog down the hill, very fierce, chasing me and scaring me so much that I didn't dare to go to school. When my sister found out, one day she took a stick and drove it to the valley. Since then, we have become cowards. Xiao Shang Chuanhua beat the drum.

"Our children know that Xiaoqing has been smart and sensible since she was a child, and she doesn't want anyone to worry about it, and she can learn and work at the same time. Xiaoyun took her younger brother with her, who would have thought that it would 。。。。。。 As she spoke, Xiaoqing's parents wiped away tears.

"Uncle, aunt, Xiaoqing sacrificed to save me. If you have any difficulties in the future, tell me directly, and I will do my best to complete Xiaoqing's unfinished mind. ”

Wenzhu just wants to compensate, compensate Xiaoqing's spirit in the sky, compensate Xiaoqing's family, and compensate for the torment in his heart.

"Me too. Xiang Yuan hurriedly said.

After all, he made his relationship with Xiaoyun public, and Xiaoqing's parents still recognized him as a hairy son-in-law.

Set off in the morning, and arrive at Qingyun Town in the evening, Xiaoqing's family lives on the lower mountainside of Qingyun Mountain: Qingfeng Village. The gravel road spiraled up, and Xiaoyun said that when he was a child, he had to go over the mountains and mountains to study, and he had to go back and forth for two or three hours.

Qingyun Mountain is handsome and upright, and the scenery is beautiful. Rhododendron blooms all over the mountain, extremely gorgeous, and other well-known and unknown flowers all come to catch spring and compete for popularity. When the wind blows, the mountains are full of smiles, as if in a fairyland. Wenzhu flawless scenery.

The next day, according to the customs of the Miao people, Xiaoqing's funeral was reorganized, and the whole village came to watch.

According to Xiaoqing's last wishes, she was finally buried under the old locust tree in Qingyunling. It was the land of her childhood, the ballad of her youth, and the happiest time of her life.

Wen Zhu looked at the tombstone, and couldn't stop crying. The tombstone reads: "Cheng Xiaoqing, 1985.5-2008.4, a piece of paper when he came, and a painting when he went." "That picture smiled brightly, but it was forever sealed in the stele.

She is buried under the old locust tree in her hometown, is the old locust tree waiting for her soul? Or is she watching over the old locust tree? What kind of thoughts is her homecoming? Will it travel through time?

The farther a person goes, the less he feels a sense of belonging. When I was a child, I wanted to go to a distant place, waiting for you to leave your hometown, and I suffered countless injuries for my dreams, but also got countless honors. Lying alone in bed, but you want to go back to your hometown, and the older you get, the more you want to go home. I just want to see the place where I once stayed, the familiar village, the old father and mother, and listen to the local voice that relieved my sorrows.

Hometown is still hometown, that is the hot land where you were born and raised, and the place where dreams haunt you.

The most barren of your homeland is also your home. The tree is thousands of feet high, and the leaves fall back to the roots. During the Chinese New Year, the crowd is like migratory birds, running back and forth, tirelessly.

Wenzhu stood under the sprouting old locust tree, looking at the sky. The setting sun burned the sunset, the sunset had nowhere to hide, and the angry glow sprinkled on every peak of Qingyun Mountain. dyed a corner of Xiaoqing's tombstone red, and dyed every longing face.

On the third day, Wen Zhu and Xiang Yuan looked at the elementary school where Xiao Shang studied and the middle school where Xiao Zhi studied, which were dilapidated and sad, and thought that they should do something for them.

In the evening, Wen Zhu accompanied Xiaoqing's father to drink the Miao family's native wine, and asked about their income and living conditions. Xiao Zhi is in the second year of junior high school, and Xiao Shang is in the fifth grade. Life is stammering, and I basically can't make ends meet. Since Xiaoqing and Xiaoyun have been singing, there has been a surplus.

"Xiao Zhi, Xiao Shang, come to Dragon City as a guest during the summer vacation, okay?" Wen Zhu invited.

"Okay, Brother Wenzhu. Xiao Shang replied.

Xiao Zhi didn't say anything, just lowered his head and picked up the rice. He still hasn't come out of the shadow of losing his sister.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen, you have been working hard and taking care of you lately. It's just that my Xiaoqing is not blessed. ”

As he spoke, Xiaoqing's father's eyes were red, and Xiaoqing's mother's tears fell.

Wen Zhu couldn't cry, sighed helplessly, and took a sip of wine.

Xiaoyun hurriedly went to persuade his parents: "Dad, Mom, don't hurt your body, eat." My sister in heaven doesn't want to see us like this. ”

"Yes, cheer up, for Xiaoqing, we have to live better. ”

Xiaoqing's parents stopped crying at this time, and chatted with Wenzhu and Xiang Yuan.

On the fourth day, Wenzhu went up the mountain alone to say goodbye to Xiaoqing. Sprinkle her beloved rose petals all over the cemetery, one after the other, to convey all her sorrows.

"Xiaoqing, you sleep here. Brother will come to see you again when I have time!"

Wen Zhu bowed deeply three times and turned to leave.

Xiaoqing rests in the arms of Qingyunling, and there is no longer the troubles of the world.

A girl in her twenties followed up and asked, "Are you from the city?"

Wen Zhu nodded.

"You're her lover?"

Wen Zhu shook his head.

"Not lovers? Why mourn with rose petals? Romantic and sad!"

"She's my sister. ”

"Liar, Cheng Xiaoqing, she doesn't have a brother. ”

"Who are you?" Wen Zhu asked rhetorically.

"My name is Zhu Meijuan. ”

"Zhumeijuan?" Wen Zhu said in surprise.

"Hmm. Zhu Zhishan's wishes, beautiful beauty, juan Xiu's juan, what's wrong? ”

"Nothing. Wen Zhu looked at her beautiful face and replied. I was very surprised that there was a person's name that happened to connect my name with Dong Mei and Du Juan's name.

"I heard that Sister Xiaoqing met a noble person in the city and helped her take off. If it weren't for the heinous gangsters, he would have been on the "Avenue of Stars" next month, and as soon as he sang it, he would have soared. It has become the golden phoenix that everyone worships in our Qingyun Mountain. ”

It seems that Xiaoqing and Xiaoyun's "Avenue of Stars" has spread to every corner of the ravine in Qingyun Mountain, and every animal and plant knows it.

"You want to go into town?"

"Well, I hope I can meet a noble person. ”

"What's good in town?"

"Big brother, you were born in the midst of blessings and don't know blessings. Then I ask you, what's good in the ravine?"

"There's your roots in the ravine!"

"Big brother, what did you say?"

Dreams are always in the distance, and people are extremely longing.

Wen Zhu ignored her anymore and strode down the mountain. The green hills around him are verdant, the clouds and mist are shrouded, swaying with the wind, but no one is fascinated.

On the way back, Xiaoyun told some of Xiaoqing's experiences before and after Wenzhu's drunkenness.

"Brother, a few days before you got drunk, Mr. Qian invited an authoritative boss in the music industry, who sang a lot of well-known red songs, and was a professor at the Conservatory of Music, and it is said that there are countless people who worship him.

"Qian always said: 'It is not easy to invite him, it has cost a lot of money, and I want our sisters to accompany him at night, so that he can eat and drink well, and maybe he can lean on this big tree. He also said that he generally does not accept apprentices, but wants to accept nine out of ten famous people. Without a level, he won't look at you. If your singing can move him tonight, then there will be a lot of excitement in the circle from now on. It's famous, so don't forget me as a recommender. ’

"My sister said with a happy face: 'Mr. Qian, who is this person who is so good?'

"'I'm afraid that speaking out will scare you to death, Li Zhenghong!'

"'Li Zhenghong?' we exclaimed.

Although he hasn't made many appearances for his son recently, he is definitely the big guy among the big guys, and when he stomps his feet, the music industry will tremble.

"'So be sure to stay with him tonight and take advantage of the opportunity. I have already sent him your song belt, and I hope he will be satisfied. ’

"'Thank you, Mr. Qian, for giving us this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!'

"We were afraid that there would be a fake, so we deliberately checked this Professor Li Zhenghong on the Internet to make some relevant understanding. In the evening, he arrived as promised, just me, sister, Mr. Qian, the four of him, and the others Mr. Qian made other arrangements. Li Zhenghong is exactly the same as what we see on the Internet, in his early sixties, well-maintained, very modest, and he can't see the arrogance of big names.

"Mr. Qian, I introduced each other, only said that he was Professor Li, he nodded, and we were incoherent. After three rounds of wine, there is gradually an atmosphere.

"'Elder Li, what do you think of our resident singer?'

"'The voice is good, the skills are lacking, and they still need to be tempered. The main thing is the lack of original songs. ’

"Listening to our hearts, our sisters took turns toasting. Professor Li is courteous and courteous, and has no pretensions.

After a few glasses of wine, he commented: 'Cheng Xiaoqing's voice is bright and gorgeous, and Cheng Xiaoyun is mellow and low. ’

"My sister was very excited, she didn't expect to meet such a master, gentle and approachable, and raised her glass and said, 'Professor Li, if you can worship under your door, you will be fortunate to have three lives. I'll do it first. ’

"Professor Li smiled and said to my sister, 'Xiaoqing, don't worry, drink slowly, there is still a long way to go.' ’

After speaking, he glanced at Mr. Qian, who took his mobile phone and went out to answer the phone. I don't know if there's a hint in this, but it's natural and not suspicious. Professor Li asked us to sit on his right and left, closer to him for communication. When we think about it, we don't see anything when we drink it.

"The air-conditioned room was hot and we had already taken off our coats. He was on the left and on the right, consciously or unconsciously, hooking his hands on our shoulders or leaning on our ears to whisper. Because the impression was so good, we also relaxed our guard and only respected him as a respected elder.

"My sister seemed to see his intentions, and threw him a wink and said, 'Professor Li, when can you start instructing?'

"'Show me your hand. Professor Li said with a smile.

"My sister stretched out her hand, and he grabbed it tightly, looked left and right, touched and pinched, and even sniffed it gently, and reveled: 'This is a pair of artistic hands, if developed well, it can call the wind and rain.' ’

As she spoke, she stroked her hand upwards, paused on her shoulder for a while, and struck directly to her chest, and her sister instinctively retracted her arm. Looking at Professor Li again, he is no longer a gentleman, and his face is full of lustful brilliance.

"'Xiaoqing, don't be nervous. Massage of the opposite sex promotes blood circulation and is beneficial to the body's health. ’

"'Professor Li, does it have anything to do with singing?'

"'Of course, as soon as I am pleased, I will take you as a disciple, and with a little appropriation, your sister will rise to the top. ’

"'Professor Li, you are a famous singer in the whole country, an idol loved by everyone and worshiped by countless people!

"'Damage my image?'But I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything. I'm not short of fame, I'm not short of money, that's exactly what you need. We take what we want, and we owe each other. You have gained fame and fortune, and I am happy and healthy. The people who asked me out have lined up from Tiananmen Square in Beijing to Beidaihe, but they lack talent, and I am not uncommon. You have talent, lack flexibility, have figured it out, and tell Qian Wei, my time is precious, and I can't afford such a waste. Qian Wei!'

"Professor Li is back to normal, serious and sanctimonious. Qian Wei responded and said respectfully: "Elder Li, what do you command?"

"'Qian Wei, the two singers are very good, if there is any situation, please contact me in time. ’

After speaking, Professor Li went out strongly, and Mr. Qian followed, and the dinner broke up unhappily, but there was a way back.

"After sending Professor Li off, Mr. Qian did not accuse us, but only said: 'I have paved the road for you, you can grasp it well. ’

"Money always seems to be pimped, but there is no strong man. My sister was in a dilemma for a few days, vacillating, and didn't know how to choose. Ask me, and I refuse.

"'Sister, let's not be uncommon for that fame and fortune, it's a big deal to sing here and support the family, isn't it good. ’

"'Xiaoyun, the family knows the ambition of the bird, and only when you fly into the sky can you make a splash and get ahead. We have this talent, why don't we show it? We lack a ladder to heaven, and now we have it. The entertainment industry is deep and has many unspoken rules, so you have to wade into this troubled water if you go in. For the sake of the future, for the sake of the family, I am willing to go to hell, I just can't be too cheap that old fox. ’

"'Sister, didn't the money report for us, the audition for the Avenue of Stars?'

"'One more path, one more chance. Besides, Li Zhenghong's reputation is too loud, and if he can become his disciple, the opportunity will be better. ’

"It's hard to change what she's determined to do. A few days later, my sister said, 'I have thought of a foolproof solution, which can not only untie the knots, but also embark on the road to success. ’

"'How?' I asked curiously.

"'I'll tell you when it's done. ’

"I don't ask any more. It didn't take long for you to get alcohol poisoning, but fortunately, it was fine, and it also eliminated the estrangement between you and Sister Dong Mei, and it was a great blessing in misfortune.

"My sister was full of remorse, woke up like a dream, and told her ridiculous plan: 'My first time I can't give Li Zhenghong, the old Wang Ba, to give it to my favorite person. I love Brother Wen and am obsessed with him, I don't want to destroy his family, I just want him to harvest my first time.

"'I didn't expect him to reject me, which frustrated me. Sister Cuckoo, he can harvest, but he doesn't harvest me, that's a wordless injury. I'd rather drink three bowls than ignore my self-esteem. I deliberately retaliated against him, separated him from Sister Dong Mei, and asked him to take the initiative to throw himself into my arms in the future. This was my wishful thinking, and I almost killed Brother Wen.

"'If Brother Wen harvests my first time, I will go astray and embark on a star journey and spread my wings. I aspire to be famous, but I hate it. I don't know if Brother Wen saved my soul, or if my turmoil almost ruined my life. ’

"Brother, after your drunken incident, sister, you are much quieter, concentrate on singing, and compete with peace of mind. We passed five levels and six generals, and finally realized the dream stage of singing "Avenue of Stars". She wants to tell you the good news in person, who knows。。。。。。 ”

Xiao Yun couldn't help but whimper again, and hugged her far away.

When Wen Zhu heard this, he didn't expect there to be such a thing inside, no wonder Xiaoqing was extremely crazy that day. He couldn't speak, how could he make Xiaoqing so favored.

Since ancient times, there has been affection and hatred, and the fragrant soul has fallen into the red dust.