After Xiao Dong grabbed Wang Ping's hand at Laoshu Coffee, their hands never let go. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xiao Dong and Wang Ping's relationship is progressing so fast, Lao Xia and Wang Ping can't catch up with them even if they are rockets. However, if it weren't for Xiao Chen's plan to "secretly cross Chen Cang", Xiao Dong might not know what to do with Wang Ping by now.

Xiao Chen was quite proud of his trick, but Wang Ping, as soon as he talked about it, he shouted, "People are unpredictable, and it is difficult to prevent internal mole." ”

"You're cheap and good!" Xiao Chen always laughed and scolded.

Time is in the dull, beautiful, and happy time, and the Buddha goes faster.

In the Huancheng Park where the "peach blossom snow" has just fallen, the lotus flowers are already blooming unscrupulously. The pink lotus fairies danced lightly on the green dance floor as far as the eye could see, and only a few tunes were danced? They were as nowhere to be found like the peach blossom fairies? Only those birds were tireless, singing from the green leaves to the yellow leaves, and from the park in Luzhou City to Xia Nianjiang's hometown, the small village called "Hongshanzhai"!

In a blink of an eye, Lao Xia's "boss" career has ended, and he finally took Xiao Chen back to his hometown.

On the morning of autumn, Lao Xia led Xiao Chen from Luzhou Bus Station, and the bus traveled on the road for about 2 hours before arriving at Lu'an, the city where Lao Xia's hometown is located. When I arrived in Lu'an, I took another hour's bus to a small town called "Zhangjiadian".

When I arrived in the town, it was almost two o'clock, and Lao Xia led Xiao Chen to rest and wait for the bus at the door of the store in the town. The two people who had been running around all morning were not tired at all. Lao Xia bought two bottles of water, unscrewed one bottle and handed it to Xiao Chen, and held the other bottle in his hand, and told Xiao Chen while drinking it that during the Liberation War, there was a battle in their town, and a well-known "grotto" in their village is said to be a small base.

As he was talking, a "jumping" arrived, (pulling people's electric tricycle), the tricycle drove out of the two people for about 20 minutes and stopped at a fork in the road, Lao Xia carried the big bags and small bags by himself, led Xiao Chen to get out of the car, and walked to the village.

In fact, now that the road has been repaired in the village, a car like "Jumping Jump" can drive directly to the door of the hometown. But after obtaining Xiao Chen's consent, they still chose to walk, so that the route they are walking now is exactly the same as the route that Lao Xia took home when he was studying.

As soon as I got off the "bouncing" and turned to the fork in the road on the right, I turned to another world. When Lao Xia was a child, he took his father's hand and walked out of this fork in the road, and he came into contact with new things such as cars and steamed bun shops, which were not available in the village. So, this fork in the road extends out of two different worlds, and this fork in the road is the dividing point between the two worlds in the village and outside.

It was already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on a nursing home on the left hand side of the fork in the road, where several elderly people sat and chatted. On the right hand side of the fork in the road is the original "supply and marketing cooperative", where Lao Xia told Xiao Chen that his grandmother used to work.

"I'll pick up a bag. Xiao Chen was wearing a gray and yellow windbreaker, his long hair that had just been permed was slightly curly, naturally floating on his shoulders, and a pair of brown soft-soled shoes under his feet followed behind Lao Xia lightly.

"No, I'll carry it like this when I go home from school, and I'm not tired!" Lao Xia said as he lifted a big bag on his shoulder.

After the nursing home and the supply and marketing cooperative, there are no decent buildings on both sides of the road, and the road is getting narrower, along the direction of the roadside river, the river is not much but very clear, and on the other side of the river there are one or two houses scattered and some have risen from the smoke. On the other side of the road is a field, and a stubble of rice is still in the field, a scene after harvesting.

After about four miles, the road divided into two smaller branches, one at the foot of the mountain and down the high mountain, with no end in sight. The other road leads to Lao Xia's door, and the side of the road on this side is also a mountain, but it is slightly lower.

By the time I walked the path, the sun had already ducked behind the mountain. Good thing it's almost there!

Lao Xia pointed to the red brick house blocked by a row of trees in front of the courtyard and said to Xiao Chen: "Look, that's my house." ”

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Xanadu!"

"Are you tired?" Lao Xia stretched out his hand and took Xiao Chen's hand.

Xiao Chen lowered his head and smiled, and pulled his hand out of Lao Xia's hand: "Don't be tired, don't let people see it." ”

"See, what's wrong, you're my daughter-in-law, and you're afraid of others looking at you. Lao Xia looked at Xiao Chen and said.

As he was talking, Lao Xia saw that his father, his elderly grandparents, grandparents, uncles and aunts had already walked to the threshing floor next to the door of his house to greet them.

Before Lao Xia and Xiao Chen approached, the enthusiastic aunt came up with a smile and took Xiao Chen's hand: "Oh bite, the long drop is really "pompous" (the long one is really beautiful)".

The aunt enthusiastically introduced the elders to Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen shouted one by one, and a kind feeling came to his heart. From then on, Lao Xia's relatives are also his relatives!Xiao Chen thought.

In the past few days in "Hongshan Village", Lao Xia led Xiao Chen to the "grottoes" mentioned on the road, to the "Great Rift Valley" that he often climbed when he was a child, and to the "stone mountain" behind the house that he went to every day when he was a child.

They lay on the "stone mountain", the sun shone warmly on their bodies, the soil, grass and trees, and the harvested crops exuded an intoxicating atmosphere.

Lao Xia gently hugged Xiao Chen to himself: "Let's get married!"

Xiao Chen buried his head deep in Lao Xia's arm and smiled: "How good it would be if time stopped here!"

"Fool!" Lao Xia touched Xiao Chen's head: "It's a pity that it's not spring, in spring, we are full of saffron flowers all over the mountain, you must like it." ”

"Then let's come back in the spring!" Xiao Chen said yearningly.

Lao Xia didn't speak.

"Are you asleep?" Xiao Chen turned his head.

A deep kiss kissed Xiao Chen!