Slowly, Ma Xiaodong saw the village more than ten years ago. Standing www.biquge.info on the hill and looking at the small mountain village below the mountain, Ma Xiaodong poured out a stream of heat in his eyes, full of kindness. The so-called homeland is hard to leave, it really doesn't mean that people who don't have experience don't know how much a wandering person will miss his hometown. In the previous life, I was busy for life, and even if I wanted to go home, I couldn't come back. If it weren't forced by life, who would want to be a wandering 'lonely ghost' in the field?

It was already evening, and the chimneys of every house were filled with white smoke, the same smoke from the burning smoke, different from the stench of burning coal in later cities. The smoke in my hometown is emitted by burning branches, even if I smell it, there is a faint smell of grass and trees, I remember when I was a child, if there was a fire, I always drilled into the smoke with my friends, and finally choked and coughed out of the smoke.

The road in the village seems to be a "dry" word, the village is divided into three rows, each row of more than ten households, the word "dry" is a row at the top, a row in the middle, a row at the bottom, two "horizontal" and one "vertical" is the road, which is to divide the village into several parts. A "vertical" tail has been to the south, is Nanfushan Village, further south, is the town, and further south is the county seat, the southwest of the county, is the city, but also the provincial capital Ice City.

Ma Xiaodong's home is in the middle of the top row, facing a "vertical". There is a lot of rural land in the northeast, so the houses are not built next to each other like in the south. Each house has an independent yard, separated by a distance, more than ten meters, and each has two gardens in front of and behind, one is the garden in front of the house for planting vegetables, and the garden behind is used to plant some fruit trees.

Ma Xiaodong saw his family's old house at a glance, and when he was reborn, his house had already collapsed into ruins because it was uninhabited all year round. Although the current appearance is not good, it is indeed a haven for a family of four to shelter from the wind and rain.

There are three rooms in total, and they are made of half red bricks and half adobe bricks, and the red bricks may be known to everyone that they were fired in a brick kiln, and adobe bricks are relatively rare in later years. Because they were all made by people who couldn't afford red bricks before, and later they used red bricks to build houses, and adobe bricks have long been extinct.

Making adobe bricks is very simple, dig a soil pit, preferably yellow mud, and then find straw or wheat straw, mix it with yellow mud, after stirring, put the yellow mud mixed with straw in a mold, the mold is square, about thirty or forty centimeters long, twenty or thirty centimeters wide, and the thickness is generally about ten to fifteen centimeters.

Compacted in the mold, and then take down the mold, a piece of adobe brick is basically completed, just put it on the ground, after ten days, the yellow clay brick is completely dry, and it can be used to build a house.

The roof is covered with the famous indigo grass in the Northeast, which is tough and soft, can withstand wind and rain, and generally does not need to be replaced on the roof for more than ten years. Ma Xiaodong didn't know how many years the grass on the roof of his house hadn't changed, anyway, it had already been covered with pieces of moss.

Full of excitement, but cautiously walked towards the home in his memory, and he didn't know when he was separated from a few friends. He couldn't help but be careless, because he was so afraid that it was a dream, and with a light touch, the dream shattered, and he returned to the cold abyss of despair.

Walking into the yard, seeing his father pressing water by the well, and seeing his father, who was more than ten years younger, Ma Xiaodong felt both strange and kind. put down the back basket, gently stepped forward and shouted: "Dad, I'll press the water!" Thinking of the hardships that his father endured for himself in his previous life, his hair had already turned gray, thinking of this, Ma Xiaodong felt sad for a while, he just wanted to share a little more for his father, and he would never let him work so hard in this life.

Ma Hongguo glanced up at his son, his eyes were a little weird, but he didn't say much, he gave the well to Ma Xiaodong, and he rolled up a dry smoke on the side and swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog. staring at his son, he hesitated as if he had something to say, but he didn't know how to speak.

Ma Xiaodong took the handle of the well, and the long-lost memory came to his mind, his own well was pressed by manpower, using the principle of lever and atmospheric pressure to bring water up from the ground, flow out through the wellhead, and continuously press down, and the water flowed out of the well.

In fact, there are many rural areas that are already running water, after all, it is almost the millennium, but the village where Ma Xiaodong's family is located, knows that there is tap water in 05 years, because their home is really remote and backward, originally Bailong Province is a relatively backward province in the economy, Ma Xiaodong's house is still in the mountains, the transportation is inconvenient, and it is naturally more backward.

If nothing else, let's just say that the village highway project issued by the state was issued in 02, but it was not until 14 years that Ma Xiaodong's side was regarded as a cement pavement. It was more than ten years later than other places. It can be seen how backward it is. While pressing the water, Ma Xiaodong recalled, only feeling that everything today was so familiar and exciting.

"Son, I have something to tell you. Ma Hongguo, who was on the side, suddenly spoke.

"Well, what's the matter?" Ma Xiaodong had a difference, his memory father had never been so serious with him when he was a child. Could it be that I have just been reborn and have not had time to do anything before the so-called butterfly effect has occurred?

Ma Hongguo hesitated, as if he didn't know how to speak, "I was doing laundry at home today, and I found something in your clothes pocket." ”

"Boom!," Ma Xiaodong only felt that his brain was struck by lightning, and a long-lost memory came to his heart, no wonder he felt that this scene was more familiar just now, because today something happened that he couldn't forget for the rest of his life, but he didn't want to remember it when he was killed.

Before Ma Xiaodong could react, Ma Hongguo, who saw his son's face change, continued: "Son, you are still young, some things are a little early to think about now, and your task now is to study hard." In the future, what kind of daughter-in-law can't be found? Dad doesn't read much, and I don't know how to tell you, you just have to know it in your own heart, you also know what the situation of our family is, it's not easy for you to study, you have to go to school hard, otherwise I'm sorry I have nothing to do with your mother, and I have delayed the future of my life, that's the big thing. ”

After speaking, Ma Hongguo turned around and entered the house, leaving Ma Xiaodong alone in the courtyard in a daze. At this moment, Ma Xiaodong only felt embarrassed and just wanted to find a crack to get into, and he really had no face to see people.

I can't help but complain, God is also good enough to play tricks on himself, if he is not reborn sooner, if he is not reborn later, he has to be reborn today, if he is a day earlier, he will have a chance to destroy the evidence, even if it is a day late, the matter has passed, and he may not be able to remember, but it happened today, and the joy of rebirth has not been enjoyed, Ma Xiaodong is embarrassed to bury himself.