No matter how long the road is, as long as people are on the way, they will eventually reach their destination.

No, after more than ten minutes of bumps, Chen Mo came to a poor and backward village, that is, the "Xishan Village" where the original owner grew up happily.

The motorcycle driver was also responsible, and after arriving at Xishan Village, he did not directly leave Chen Mo at the entrance of the village, but asked, "How do you get there after entering the village?"

Chen Mo raised his eyes and looked at the small mountain village in front of him, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, enjoying a quiet side by himself, and his mood was quite complicated, with both small excitement and small apprehension, both small excitement and little nervousness.

All in all, this small village in front of him, which was both familiar and unfamiliar, made Chen Mo's heart difficult to calm down.

Because of all kinds of emotions welling up in his heart, Chen Mo did not let the motorcycle driver send him directly to the door, but said: "You just stop here." ”

The motorcycle driver followed the principle of "the customer is God" and parked the motorcycle at the entrance of the village at Chen Mo's request.

After Chen Mo got out of the car, he immediately took out two brand-new 10 yuan tickets and handed them to the motorcycle driver, which was also the price that the two had negotiated before, although the fare was a little expensive, but it was within Chen Mo's affordability.

The motorcycle driver took two brand-new banknotes, smiled brighter than a chrysanthemum, and left a phone number for Chen Mo, a big customer, "Remember, this is my mobile phone number, you can call me to pick it up when you return, I don't charge you expensive, it's also 20 yuan." ”

"Okay!" Chen Mo is a car-free for the time being, and it doesn't take much trouble to save a phone number, maybe he will call a motorcycle driver to pick him up in a few days.

The motorcycle driver left contentedly after seeing Chen Mo save his phone number in his mobile phone book, while Chen Mo walked into Xishan Village with a newly purchased blue hiking bag.

According to the outline of Chen Mo's new book, Xishan Village can only be described in one word, that is-poor.

Xishan Village is indeed poor, which can be seen from the living environment of the villagers, the high-rise buildings that can be seen everywhere in PN City cannot be seen at all in Xishan Village, but the earthen houses and tiled houses that are difficult to see in PN City can be seen everywhere in Xishan Village.

As an author, it is necessary to take care of the protagonist, so in Chen Mo's outline setting, the Chen family has become a "big family" in Xishan Village, living in a high-end and high-grade "brick house".

Yes, in the poor and backward Xishan Village, those who can live in brick houses are considered "big families", and if you look at the more than 100 households in Xishan Village, only a few have the conditions to live in brick houses.

Even if Chen Mo did not receive the memory of the original owner, he still had a sense of visual familiarity when he walked into Xishan Village, as if he was familiar, Chen Mo knew that this was his advantage as an author!

Xishan Village rarely comes to guests once a year, and Chen Mo's return to his hometown naturally attracted the attention of the villagers, and I saw that the villagers came forward to greet Chen Mo very enthusiastically.

"Huh~ Isn't this the little brother of the old Chen family?

"Xiao Mo, are you back? I heard your father say, you are now doing your own business?"

"Chen Mo, why are you back? I chatted with your mother yesterday, and I didn't hear that you were coming back today?"

"Wow~ Are you Chen Xiaoyi? This dress is both foreign and handsome, my aunt almost didn't recognize you. ”

"Xiao Mo, do you have a girlfriend in the city? Do you want your aunt to give you Zhang Luo?"

……

"Well, take advantage of the National Day to come back to accompany your parents. ”

"It's a drop, do a little business. ”

"Hehe~ Didn't I want to surprise my parents and mothers?"

"Hehe~ Auntie has won the prize. ”

"Thank you, Auntie, I'm still young now, and I don't want to talk about friends for the time being. ”

……

The villagers greeted each other warmly, Chen Mo naturally had to respond one by one, not to mention that the villagers in Xishan were simple, friendly neighbors, and as close as a family, just say that people respect me a foot, I respect people, how could Chen Mo put a shelf in front of his father and fellow villagers?

After such a greeting with the villagers, Chen Mo found that he had a sense of belonging to Xishan Village, and he felt like an arrow.

Chen Mo walked quickly in the direction of "home", it was strange to say, Chen Mo, who came to Xishan Village for the first time, not only did not feel strange, but felt very kind, so he walked to the door of the house as easily as if he had opened an automatic navigation.

The brick house of Lao Chen's house is similar to that of a courtyard house, but it is full of rural flavor and does not have the sense of age that traditional courtyard houses have.

Because the villagers in Xishan are simple and simple, the villagers can never close their doors at night, so when Chen Mo came to the door of his house, he found that the two big iron doors of the house were open.

"Woo Woo Woo Woo ......"

Rural people seem to like to raise local dogs, and Chen Mo's family is no exception, following the trend to raise a big yellow dog, and the name is also very casual, called "rhubarb".

Chen Mo had just walked to the door of the house with his front foot, and with his back foot, he saw that the big yellow dog that was sleeping quietly in the courtyard of the Chen family suddenly came to a carp and stiffened, and then spread his four legs and greeted Chen Mo very happily!

Wow~ Big yellow dog!

In Chen Mo's stunned moment, the big yellow dog had already rushed to him, shaking his head and tail constantly, and constantly barking kindly and friendly.

Chen Mo was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the sturdy big yellow dog, please give him a little time to brush up his thoughts, it seems that in the setting of Chen Mo's new book, the old Chen family seems to have a soil dog called "rhubarb".

Chen Mo tentatively called, "Rhubarb?"

"Wow Wow...... Wang Wangwang...... "The big yellow dog was very excited, sticking out his tongue and licking Chen Mo's trouser legs affectionately.

Seeing that Rhubarb was docile and friendly, Chen Mo lowered his body and reached out to gently touch Rhubarb's head, Rhubarb enjoyed Chen Mo's ** very much, and moaned comfortably.

"Rhubarb, stop screaming, which one is coming?"

The cliff of Xishan Village belongs to the kind of poor countryside that even thieves will not patronize, so Fang Cuilan, who was watching TV in the living room while folding her ears, was not worried about thieves at home, she wondered in her heart that at this point near dinner in the afternoon, which neighbor would come to visit the door?

Aunt Liu, Aunt Wu, Sister Fang, Xiaohua, Third Uncle......

Suddenly, a figure flashed in Fang Cuilan's mind, and just as Fang Cuilan was making a move, a voice that worried her came in, "Mom, I'm back." ”

Small?!

Fang Cuilan stood up suddenly, trotted out of the house, and in the next second, a sunny and handsome black guy came into her eyes!

"Little one!"

After a farewell for more than half a year, Fang Cuilan saw her lively baby son suddenly appear in front of her, and her mood can be imagined, only to see her step forward quickly and hold her son's hands tightly.

Chen Mo looked at Fang Cuilan with an excited face, and suddenly an emotion called "happiness" suddenly arose in his heart, wasn't this scene in front of him exactly the family affection he dreamed of?

In Chen Mo's outline setting, Fang Cuilan is kind-hearted, plainly dressed, and simple, in short, Fang Cuilan is an authentic and duty-based peasant woman, who regards her husband and son as the sky.

The years are merciless!

Fang Cuilan, who doesn't know how to maintain and dress up, looks more than ten or twenty years older than her peers, and in her fifties, she looks like an old woman in her early seventies.

Chen Mo is not the original owner, he doesn't mind that he has an old mother at all, what he minds is that he doesn't have a mother.

Chen Mo smiled at the corner of his mouth, held Fang Cuilan's rough hands tightly with his backhand, and shouted affectionately: "Mom!"

Fang Cuilan looked at her baby son carefully, and found that she hadn't seen her for more than half a year, her son had not only grown taller, but also become handsome, and the most important thing was her son's mental state, showing vigor and vitality.

Fang Cuilan, who is a mother, is very simple, she doesn't want her son to be rich and rich, she just wants her son to be safe and healthy, so at this moment, Fang Cuilan's heart is very comforted.