But he said that the old fairy went back to the house with the third son to have breakfast. As the old saying goes, if you don't eat, you don't sleep. This old fairy's family is still very particular, when they eat together, except for Xiaowa's family, everyone basically doesn't speak, and they all eat breakfast quietly. Although it is a large family, this breakfast is not complicated, a plate of side dishes, a bowl of steamed buns and a Shuipu egg.

For small dishes, just cut the pickles or mustard greens or radishes that you have pickled at home into thin strips, then cut some leeks, and mix them with a little sesame oil.

As for the steamed buns, they are often eaten in the villages around Persimmon Bay, which is to cut the steamed buns into thick rectangular strips, put them in a bowl, add a little salt, fill them with boiling water, cover them, and wait a little to eat. Because it's the New Year, cut some twist flowers in it, it tastes fragrant, and it's also a little chewy, delicious.

It is convenient and fast to make steamed buns, but you can't eat them every day, because the steamed buns soaked in boiling water are almost not chewed and not infiltrated with saliva.

After breakfast, Lao Xian'er didn't say anything to her sons, only said that she would let the baby's family go out to play, and she wanted to be alone for a while. After the son, daughter-in-law and little baby all went out of the house, the old fairy sat in the house for a while, and "purred" and ate a pot of hookah.

Then, he changed into a thicker cotton robe, added a vest, changed the top hat into a leather hat, put on a handkerchief, took a pack of cigarettes that his son brought back to him, that is, paper cigarettes, a box of matches, and a few pieces of jute paper, and walked out of the high gate building alone.

When I got to the alley, I greeted people from time to time, and walked all the way to the village gatehouse. "Old fairy, why are you going?" asked the passer-by when he saw that the old man was about to go up to the village gatehouse. "Ah, I want to go up and have a look. ”

"Slow down, that's so old. "Ah, no problem. "It's cold up there. "It doesn't matter if you wear a thick forehead. The old fairy was on crutches, climbing up the stairs, and the back hem of the cotton robe was blown by the wind from time to time, and the old man looked very energetic.

On the second floor of the village gatehouse, the old fairy first opened the east window, straightened up his waist, and looked at the village for a while: under the morning sun, the smoke curled up, the chickens and dogs smelled each other, and the people walking in the streets and alleys showed the aura of the picture; from a distance, the big temple in the center of the village looked so harmonious under the shade of two old locust trees, and the poplar tree behind the big temple, that is, in the southeast corner of the pond, was so tall and tall.

Lao Xian'er turned around and opened the window on the north side, the temple ditch in front of him was so pale and yellow, not far away, that is, the Laojun Temple on the cliff mouth on the west bank of the temple ditch and the big stage were covered there, which seemed to be so coordinated.

When I looked down again, I saw that there was a cluster of spring flowers on the south bank of the ditch, that is, on the root of the wall outside the village wall, which had bloomed, revealing the vitality of spring. Open the window on the west side, under the shade of the old locust tree on the left, the tall and ancient big wall looks a little vicissitudes and solemn.

In this way, the old fairy looked at the village gate tower for a while, walked down the steps, walked out of the village gate, and walked south along the main road. Occasionally, a north wind blew, and the dust that was raised blurred the old man's back.

The old fairy walked along the road to the south by the wheat field outside the fence on the west side of the village, occasionally stopping to bend down to look at the wheat seedlings that had not yet returned to green, and the two thick and bare persimmon trees in the field seemed to beckon to people in the wind. Continue to the south, is the west edge of the ditch of Longwang ditch, Xitou Lane, Nantou Lane and along the north ditch of Longwang Ditch along the kiln yard are all across the ditch, it looks very warm under the morning sun.

After crossing the Longwang ditch, the road turns southwest, with wheat fields on both sides and low earth cliffs at the end, that is, the road extends in a wide moat.

As we walked, a chevron fork appeared, a slope went up to the south, and a large road continued along the moat to the west. The old fairy did not go uphill and continued to walk west.

After walking for a while, there was a zigzag fork, a large road along the trench to the south, and a small road to the west. What about the old fairy? Changed to the path, and continued to walk along the branches of the trench on the slow slope, the bare wild jujube trees and stinky almond trees on the soil cliffs on both sides grew haphazardly, and the bare persimmon trees in the wheat fields on the side of the road looked at the old man quietly from time to time.

The old fairy gradually came out of the trench and walked on the endless field path that had not yet returned to green. The long weir in the straight east-west direction divides the land into many pieces, and the plots are raised to form a cascade one by one, and almost every piece of land has one or two thick persimmon trees, which are so conspicuous in the wheat field.

The old man walked a little south, and stood on the ground and did not leave. It turns out that this is where the ancestral tomb of the legendary old Liu family is located. Of course, how many generations have passed, and the ancestral grave has long been gone, and only this large piece of yellow earth for raising children and grandchildren is left in front of you.

The old man took out a paper cigarette and lit it, took two puffs, and felt comfortable all over. Seeing that there was a cluster of spring flowers on the head of the weir, the old man couldn't help but walk over: the straight branches, the tender yellow flowers, in the background of the wheat field, are so beautiful, so beautiful that people can't help but pick one, look carefully, and smell the fragrance closely.

"That's it. The old man looked around and muttered to himself. Holding on to his crutches, he slowly knelt down towards the middle of the field, took out jute paper, swiped a few matches together, and lit the paper. No need to fiddle with it, the paper is already dusty. The old man made a bow, kowtowed three times, and made another bow.

The old man turned his face to look at the spring flowers, and then got up on crutches. He lit another cigarette, looked around, and walked back.

"How did you get there?" asked my wife. "Ah, I ran around the old cemetery. "Okay, go to the old cemetery and do something, there is not even a grave. "Ah, Hu Runli. "I don't believe it, there must be something on my mind." "No, it's not good. ”

"Ah, I don't want to say, so I won't ask. Hurry up and wash your face and rest for a while. The wife poured hot water, handed over the homespun handkerchief and said. "Hmm. The old fairy answered, washed up, sat there, and smoked his hookah.

That night, the old couple pulled their family routine and rested early. The old fairy may be tired from walking, maybe she didn't sleep well the night before, or she may have gone to the old cemetery, and her heart is relaxed, anyway, she slept soundly this night.

The next day, he went to the graveyard of his grandparents and parents alone, lit incense, burned paper, said a lot of heartfelt words, and kowtowed. When I got home, the old fairy was there smoking hookah alone and didn't talk much. The sons came over a few times, and when they saw that the father didn't have anything to say, they had to leave with a few words of homely things, and continued to wait patiently.

At night, there were only two old people left in the house, and the old fairy said to his wife: "Hey, I will discuss something with you." "Look at you like this for the past two days, you know that something is in your belly. Hey, what's the matter?"

"The two of us live in the garden, what's going on?" "After talking for a long time, dare to do this." "Ah, at such an age, what else can I do? "Hehe, these days, sometimes you sleep in the garden and don't come back, and you want to ......" "What do you want?" "Ah, just say, you sleep there alone, and there is no one to take care of you." ”

"If you want to live there, you can live there, as long as you are comfortable." "What about you?" "Hehe, people say that, old man and old lady, it's better than a fire egg." As long as you're together, where you live isn't the same. ”

"Oh, outside, Ming'er will let people put a pot head on the plate (the persimmon Bay area is called the tiger stove called the pot head). "It's okay, you toss, you don't care. "Hehe, you're not worried. "With you, what are you doing outside the frontal tube?" "Hehe, let's just say it, I don't live in this house. "Yes, you can do whatever you want. "Haha. And so, the old couple spoke, and went to sleep.

When she got up on the morning of the third day, the old fairy called the three children over and told your brother that you should find a craftsman, put a pot in the garden, and clean up the house, so that you can live in it. The eldest baby ran over and asked his father again, but the old man still said the same. So the three brothers got busy, saying that they would be as fast as they could, and that they would be fine in a few days.

On the twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month, the old fairy called his son, daughter-in-law and sensible grandson to his house together. The old couple sat on the Taishi chairs on both sides of the table in front of the hall, and their children and grandchildren stood in front of them.

The old fairy brought the tea bowl and took a sip, picked up the hookah pot again, and took a few sips of the hookah, then sat down and said, "Today, let's talk about something." What's the matter? It's that the old couple are going to live in the garden, and they will move in after the New Year. "Oh. "What's going on outside? It's a good place to live. The eldest daughter-in-law said. But the three sons, look at the forehead, look at yours, there is no squeak.

"Ah, your mother and you are so old, I like Enron, and the garden is quiet, and it's beautiful. "Then how can it be done, the house is not good, it is not warm in winter, and it is hot in summer. The daughter-in-law also said. "It doesn't matter, there is a stove in winter, and it will be cool under the tree on a hot day, and people will have to live a cold and hot life. ”

"Outside, what are you doing here when this house is empty?" said the eldest daughter-in-law again. "What are you doing, haha. "You're getting older, you can do whatever you want. The third daughter-in-law said. "Ah, that's right. Eh, you and your mother can live for a few days, as long as your heart is happy. "Ah, that's right. The eldest daughter-in-law said with a smile.

"The three of them are out there, and you have to go to see them for a year and a half. The baby's family, the big one is outside, and the small one wants to see his father in the house, and besides, the teacher in the city is good. He said, you all just go out, so as not to worry about your stomach. ”

"Oh," said the old lady, who seemed to understand something at this point, turned her face to the old man, and then interjected, "Your father is right, you and the children will go with them into the city, so that they will have a care." ”

"How can you do it outside, who will take care of you both, you are both so old, you don't worry," the eldest daughter-in-law said, "If this is the case, you all go out and serve your in-laws in the house." "Sister-in-law is right, otherwise, three people will take turns to serve for half a year. The second daughter-in-law said. "Yes, listen to your two sisters-in-law. The third daughter-in-law also said.

"Oh, it's better to have these three daughters-in-law, and it's comfortable to listen to it. His father, what virtue did we accumulate in our last life, and we had three such good daughters-in-law. Mei'er said with tears of love.

"Haha, blessed is your mother. By the way, let's not talk about it, it's decided: after this New Year's month, they will move to the garden, and sell these three courtyards, as well as our other places, all together. "Daddy. ”

"Sensei interjected, listen to the forehead. Don't you want industry to save the country, take all the money away for you, and go to Nanjing to develop the factory well," the old fairy raised his hand and said: "That's it, go back to your own house, you and your mother are also sleepy, rest for a while." ”

Who knew that the three sons knelt on the ground with a "plop", and their daughters-in-law, grandsons, and granddaughters also knelt down: "Dad, Mom", "Grandpa, Grandma". Seeing someone wiping their tears, the old man smiled and said, "Oh, what is this for? Get up and go back to your house." But the children and grandchildren still knelt and didn't get up.

I saw the old couple get up from the circle chair, walk over, lift the curtain on the partition wall, and go into the inner room.