Pingjing in September is the golden autumn day in Yu Dafu's text, the old weeping willows along the coast of Houhai are still gently swaying their long hair in the wind, but the color of the summer has faded, and there are many yellow leaves on the riverside that are like the shape of beautiful women's eyes, and the delicate fan of the ginkgo biloba, which is only a few decades old, is already golden, shining in the autumn sun. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A little boy carrying a bag on his shoulder, riding a bicycle, the wind blew under the willow tree, the willow leaves were flying, one foot propped up the bicycle, opened the mailbox in front of the door of a courtyard, took out a few letters, looked at it, grinned in a good mood, and pushed the cart into the red painted gate.

This is a very elegant courtyard, five in depth, there are a lot of elegant small courtyards in the big yard, it seems to be self-contained, but it is connected with each other, there are two big pomegranate trees planted in the patio of the first entry, now it is full of fruits, the red pomegranate smiled openly, revealing the crystal pomegranate seeds, under the pomegranate tree are two large vats, which were originally used for fire prevention, and now there are water lilies planted inside, the flowers are gone, but the lotus leaves are still floating on the water with emerald color. The little boy did not look at these things, but walked briskly into the second courtyard, which had a much larger patio, a large passage in the middle, and clusters of chrysanthemums planted on both sides of the road, which were blooming brightly, and on the left was a grapevine, purple and shining, hanging down from the leaves, and under the grape trellis was a pair of stone tables and chairs, on which tea was now boiling. To the right is a garden, where two osmanthus trees are exuding a rich fragrance, dahlias are blooming and sprinkling, and an old man with gray hair is holding scissors and pruning peonies that have passed their flowering period.

"Knock knock, what's the joy of today?" Seeing the little boy walking in briskly, sweeping away the anxiety of the previous few days, the old man put down the flower scissors in his hand, took off his reading glasses and asked.

"Nothing!" The little boy said lightly.

"Oh, I see, did the letter you were waiting for arrive?" The old man glanced at the young man teasingly, and said with a look of sudden realization.

"Letter to you!" The young man placed a stack of letters on the stone table, and one of them ran into the house as fast as he could.

The old man picked up the teapot on the stone table, poured a cup of tea, took a shallow sip, smiled, picked up the letter on the table and looked at it, most of these are the letters of their own students, they are scattered in the north and south, and remember that they are the teacher, and there will always be a letter during the New Year's holiday, the old man is still quite satisfied, seeing the last one, the old man's hand paused, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but in the end he picked it up, it was an overseas letter. After reading the letter, the old man frowned and pondered.

The letter was written by her daughter in the United States, who hoped that her son would come and live with her, and the old man glanced in the direction of the boy's room, and was very embarrassed. The daughter's request to live with her son seems reasonable, but the problem is that she left Dongdong, who was only half a year old, and left alone, although in that era, in that situation, she chose to be understandable, but it was always a little less affectionate. Now more than ten years have passed, and she proposed to have a child, not to mention the idea of Dong Dong, even the old Feng family could not agree, and there was only this one-headed grandson left.

The little boy Feng Qiang didn't know the contradiction in his grandfather's heart, and he was now immersed in the joy of Li Manman's letter to himself. In fact, Li Manman didn't write anything important in his heart, most of them were parents in his own life, and he just described the life of a rural child to him. But this time, Li Manman made a request to Feng Qiang in the letter, asking him to buy her some English versions of the novel, and said that if possible, he would send her some English tapes.

"This girl can actually read English novels?" Feng Qiang felt a sense of crisis in his heart, he always felt that his brain was good, when children of the same age were still peeing and playing in the mud, he could read fairy tales, and now he even skipped a grade to high school, but he will only be able to speak English.

Put the letter in the drawer and lock it, put on your coat, pick up your wallet, and walked out, and saw your grandfather sitting on the stone bench in a daze, and said hello: "Grandpa, I'll go out for a trip, go to Huaxin Bookstore, and come back soon, you can sit for a while and go into the house, the stone bench is cold!" ”

"Hey, got it, be careful when you ride!" The old man came to his senses and instructed, watched his grandson go out in a puff of smoke, drank all the remaining tea, stood up, and went into the house with a wad of letters.

Feng Qiang returned to his grandfather's house with a bag of books and tapes, just in time for the end of the meal, his grandmother was taking the little aunt to set up the table, and the restaurant was filled with a strong smell of braised pork.

"Knock knock, what are you buying this bag for? Dead and sunk! Grandma came over and wanted to take the bag from her grandson's hand, but was startled by the weight of the bag.

"Books and tapes!" Feng Qiang explained, and took the bag from his grandmother's hand, "I'll pick it up myself, and I'll come to eat in a while!" ”

Looking at the back of her grandson walking to her room, a trace of sadness flashed in the old lady's eyes, the old man had already told her daughter's letter to herself, the most regrettable thing in her life was that she did not educate her daughter well, she was used to only herself in her heart, and she didn't know how to consider others. At that time, the old Feng family was sent to the countryside, and although the old couple was not driven to a remote place, they were also in a difficult situation. Fortunately, the girl of the Feng family has a hard personality, and in that difficult environment, she gritted her teeth and pulled Dongdong big, but because of the lack of nutrition, Dongdong's body has not been very good. When the turbulent years passed, Dong Dong grew up, and the old Feng family also recovered, but the son who was once proud could never come back, and the old couple spent all their efforts on Dong Dong, Dong Dong This child is also a cute child who is angry, but his temperament is a little boring. Now she actually said that she would also take Dongdong over, and she also said confidently that she was Dongdong's mother, the first guardian, and had the right to her own child. In the first few letters, the old man persuaded her to dispel her thoughts, but she didn't expect her tone to be so tough in this letter, and the old man was both angry and guilty.

"Grandma, do you have anything on your mind?" Feng Qiang looked at the usually funny grandfather and the kind and kind grandmother who were not in a good mood today, and asked with concern.

Xie Peiying glanced at her grandson with concern on her face, then at her husband, sighed, and asked, "Dongdong, do you remember your mother?" ”

Feng Qiang put down the chopsticks in his hand and asked suspiciously, "Mom?" Didn't you say she disappeared shortly after my dad died? Have you found her? Where is she? Is life good? He was raised by his aunt since he was a child, and he had never seen his mother since he could remember, and when he remembered that his mother was the image of his aunt, he gradually became sensible, and saw that other children had parents and parents, so he asked adults what about their parents, and that was a good grandmother and grandpa said that his father had passed away and his mother was missing.

"Well, we found it, I should say, your mother found us!" Grandpa Xu Shurui glanced at his embarrassed wife and took over the topic, "She is in the United States now, and she is doing well." I looked at my relieved grandson again, and my heart hurt, although this child has never seen his mother, but he still has a longing for his mother in his heart, I don't know how disappointed he would be in his mother if he knew what happened back then, "Your mother wants you to go to the United States, what do you think?" ”

Feng Qiang raised his head and looked seriously at his grandfather who was waiting for his answer, thought for a while, and asked, "Is she not well?" Is there no one to accompany her? Why not come back? Do my grandparents and aunts know? ”

Xu Shurui looked at his grandson with a concerned expression, and didn't know how to answer for a while, did he tell him that his mother already had her own family in the United States, and then tell him that because his mother could not have any more children, he had to take him over.

"She's in good health, she just misses you and wants to pick you up and live with her." Xie Peiying glanced at her embarrassed husband and explained.

"Oh," Feng Qiang nodded, and said embarrassedly, "I want to go to school, and my grandparents and aunts don't know if they agree or not, I want to ask them!" ”

"Okay, you ask them, it's as it should be!" Xu Shurui nodded, picked up the soup, took a sip, and felt that there was no taste in his mouth at all.