A layer of autumn rain and a layer of cool, it is a September day.

Last night's drizzle continued, and the flat forest path was imprinted with a few traces of wheels, neither deep nor shallow, and gradually it was crushed deeper and deeper, and the hoof prints became heavier and heavier, pressing the fallen leaves into the soil, becoming a muddy path, and the gloom of the obvious autumn rain.

Occasionally, the leaves fall, looking into the forest, only to see a cluster of red, a cluster of yellow, and a few bunches of cyan, as if with the affection of autumn rain.

A thin horse pulled the cart, but there was no horse driver, allowing the carriage to jolt on the path, and the wooden cart swayed from side to side, making the sound of "Woo Woo Boom" magnetic instruments colliding, and there were bursts of rough snoring. The wooden cart was covered with straw, and a man in his early forties slept on it with his body rolled up, still holding a heap in his arms, but still a little cold. There were a few oil stains on the cuffs of the white coat, but his face was very bare, flushed, his hair was coiled behind his head, straight up, and he muttered: "Drink, keep drinking!"

The thin horse dragged the wooden cart to the slope, slipped its front hooves and knelt down the muddy slope, and crashed into the tree beside the road! It was not a big deal, but there was a "bang" sound, and the carriage jumped up, and smashed how many magnets in the haystack were smashed, and the horse was startled, and immediately stood up and pestle in place, but the drunkard pouted a few times, turned over, and fell asleep.

"Ouch. The voice was as thin as a mosquito, and a bald boy was lying on the grass pile of the carriage, dressed in black and tattered like a beggar, with his eyes closed tightly, his face wrinkled, and he looked really painful, and even his bald head was wrinkled.

The boy was half unconscious, he couldn't open his eyes, but his left hand moved his fingers slightly, moved towards his thigh, and pinched, "Am I dead??" the boy thought to himself. The young man thought that he might have touched the wrong place, and in a daze, his left hand swept around, as if he had touched a lump of flesh and flesh!

"Ouch!" the drunkard jumped up suddenly, and then the carriage trembled again, only to see him padding his feet, clamping his cheeks, and poking back and forth with his hands, and chanting in his mouth: "Yo yo yo!" As soon as the wine was gone, he looked at the sudden addition of people on the haystack, and scolded: "Where did you come from, monk! He looked around, only then did he react, and said, "This little monk, it won't be killed by me, right?" Quickly probed the young man's snort, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and started to revive the exercise, after a long time, he gasped for breath, cheered himself up and said: "Come on, come on, come on!" Beads of sweat rose from his forehead.

The young man became conscious, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, hugged the person in front of him, and said, "Third uncle, I thought I was dead!" Seeing that the boy was crying too miserably, the man was at a loss, and let him hold him, so he could only comfort: "It's okay! It's okay to wake up, just wake up." ”

Listening to this unfamiliar voice, the young man opened his eyes, at this time it was the rain and the sky was clear, the sun was shining through, and there was still a rainbow hanging on the other side, "Is it the tears blocking it?" The young man rubbed his eyes! The trees beside the road were colorful, "Is it an illusion?" The young man rubbed his eyes!~~~~ He took a long breath, and the feeling he had never felt before filled his lungs, and then flowed in the blood. He couldn't wait to stand up, open his arms, and cheered loudly: "Third uncle, we have arrived!" The voice reached the valley opposite, and the echo did not fade for a long time.

The man was confused, and silently thought: "Has this little monk been knocked unconscious?", so he called in a low voice: "Little monk, little monk." The young man looked at him, and there was a stranger in front of him, and exclaimed, "What about my third uncle?" Reaching out and grabbing the man's arm, he shook it desperately!

The man was like grass in the wind, and his face was desolate, "Hey, there's something going on!"

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After a moment, the boy suddenly fell on the straw pile, his eyes were blank, his face was as white as paper, as if he had lost his soul, and muttered, "Dead, all dead." ”

"Xiang Ming, you kid, you must live. Tears flowed uncontrollably.

But this moment was too long for the boy, like night to dawn ~~~~~~~~~.

The man saw it in his eyes, and the expression on his face was like a pot of extremely bitter medicine in front of him, but he had to drink it so helplessly. Gently picked up the straw around him and spread it on the young man's body, and heard the "cooing" in his belly, the man smiled, like a flower blooming, and said: "You must be hungry, you must be hungry and faint!!" Lift the straw at the bottom and open the wooden box, which is full of delicacies, "This is yesterday, I made the leftover wine and food from the village kitchen, you wait, I'll pick up some dry wood for you to heat up!" The man thought in his heart: "When he is full, maybe it will be fine, and then send him away!"

What pots and pans and stove shovels are in this car, there are everything, the man is holding a spatula, very neat, less than a moment of effort, hot dishes, but do not forget to propose a pot of wine to treat himself.

Smelling the fragrance of this dish, the young man didn't say a word, and swallowed a wolf, but the more he ate, the more tears flowed. Seeing that the chicken legs were gone, the man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "The chicken legs are obviously made for himself, this monk can also eat meat?" but he didn't dare to ask more. The young man stretched out his hand and snatched the wine, and the man's eyes widened: "This monk, wine and meat are inseparable!" Seeing that he was almost full of wine and food, he asked timidly, "How do you feel?" The young man only cared about drinking and did not answer, and the man had to be depressed beside him.

After a while, the young man finally regained his expression and said, "Can I follow you in the future?" The words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and the man spoke incoherently: "You, I, you, you, monk, you have eaten and drunk enough, it is time to go back by yourself, besides, who knows that I hit you? Maybe you climbed up on your own!" The young man stammered: "I, I have no home." "Monk, don't be foolish, count me unlucky, give you another ten cents, and go by yourself!" The man reached out and took it into his arms, ready to take some money and silver to send him away, and the young man said, "Don't." Seeing that he didn't eat soft, his tone became tough: "It's you who hit me, I have amnesia and can't remember the way." The man said angrily: "What do you want?" The young man spread out his hands, with a thick layer of calluses on his hands, and said: "I can work, I can do any heavy work, I can also play with a knife, just give me food." Afraid that the man would not believe it, then a backflip fell under the car, and made a set of punches, the man said: "The monk still has two blows, this will not threaten me, right? But in front of Elder Liu in our village, it can only be regarded as a fart, you say that you can work, just want to eat? Don't you want to be paid?" The young man saw through his thoughts, and felt embarrassed, and replied: "Yes, just eat, no money." The man pondered: "This kid doesn't seem to be lying, he is busy for a while, if he can do it, it's not bad if he doesn't need to be paid, and he will be full." Only then did he reluctantly agree: "Okay, you will follow me for two days, in case you feel that life is heavy, you can go by yourself!What is your name?" The young man nodded straight and said, "My name is Xiang Ming." "Oh, Xiang Ming, I haven't forgotten my name, my name is Chen Yuan, you are the same size as my daughter, just call me Uncle Chen." Chen Yuan lay on the grass, holding wine in one hand, crossed his feet, and said, "Pack up your things, let's go." He hummed: "It feels good to be called, but the key is not to pay the salary!"

Chen Yuan's buttocks were still a little painful, and he said, "Xiang Ming, why did you pinch me before?" Xiang Ming touched his head and said, "My legs are numb." This answer was not the right one, Chen Yuan turned around and ignored him.

"Uncle Chen, can this horse find its own way?" asked Xiang Ming, "I am very familiar with this horse often." Chen Yuan replied, "Uncle Chen, what is the name of that tree, why are the leaves yellow?" Xiang Ming asked, "That's a shame tree, in autumn, of course the leaves are yellow." Chen Yuan replied, "What about the red tree?", "That's the maple tree", "What about the bird?", "That's the magpie." ~~~~~~ these countless questions and answers wore out Chen Yuan's patience, and he said angrily: "You kid really has amnesia! I want to make up for sleep, don't ask again." Xiang Ming didn't listen, pointed to a small bird on the branch, smaller than his fist, and asked, "Uncle Chen, what do you see that bird called?" Chen Yuan raised his voice: "That's a phoenix, a phoenix!" Xiang Ming nodded: "Oh." That's Phoenix. But he always felt that something was wrong, and when he asked again, Chen Yuan pretended to be asleep, closed his mouth and didn't answer, and whispered in his mouth: "Ah, I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it." ”

This way, looking at Ming Dong and west, pointing with his finger, and reading in his mouth: "Shame tree, maple tree, magpie, phoenix~~ phoenix." After crossing a small stream, we went down the hill, and the ravine not far away was full of people, and at this time the smoke was rising. Go down and go down the stele engraved with the words "Chenjiagou", the households here are not far apart, turn left and walk through the rice field, there is a family on the small slope.

"Dad, you're back. The voice was very sweet, a girl ran out of the courtyard, two ponytails jumped straight with small steps, Chen Yuan stretched his waist, jumped out of the carriage, looked at the girl's face and reproached: "Look at your catly face, how do you make it black?" The girl said: "I'm helping my mother make a fire." He deliberately stretched out his hand to wipe it off his face, wiped it more and more, his big eyes turned straight in the frame, and he was very eccentric, and said, "Do you want to come here?" "Hua'er, you bully your father again, why don't you go and make a fire soon, such a big girl, you can't even make a fire, how can you marry in the future?" A woman came out of the courtyard, her eyes were murderous, "And you! It's your usual habit of her!" The two were reprimanded, and suddenly quieted down, Chen Hua'er secretly grimaced, but still obediently walked towards the courtyard, the woman shouted: "Walk well, don't jump around like a male baby!" stared at Chen Yuan again and said, "What are you still doing here, go cook!" Chen Yuan buried his head and walked in, suddenly thought of Xiang Ming, and shouted: "Xiang Ming, what are you still hiding in the car, why don't you come down quickly!"

Xiang Ming poked his head out of the car, six eyes stared at him, and the mother and daughter had a question mark on their faces, Xiang Mingfang wanted to stand up and jump out of the carriage, but found that his clothes were full of holes, and he grabbed two handfuls of straw to cover his chest, red ears, like a lady, got out of the car with a twist and pinch, and walked with his legs in eight steps, the three of them were more like they had seen something strange, staring at him, Xiang Ming's half of his ass was exposed, it was really difficult to hide the holes with both hands, and he was even more at a loss, so he learned to walk sideways with crabs.

Chen Hua'er couldn't help it, she immediately burst out laughing, laughed out of her tears, ran forward, and said to Xiang Ming: "Hey, little monk, don't be embarrassed." The woman shouted, "You don't have a shape." Chen Hua'er stuck out her tongue and quipped, "Okay, I'll go get him some of my clothes." Xiang Ming had to bury his head lower, his bald head seemed to be half red, and Chen Yuan said: "Okay, can he wear your clothes?" He called Xiang Ming, and he will do chores for me in the future. Pointing to the woman, he said to Xiang Ming: "You call her Aunt He, hurry up! Don't keep being scolded, otherwise she will drive you away." ”

Xiang Ming nodded straight and called obediently: "Aunt He." Chen Hua'er hurriedly said: "What about me, what about me, what does he call me?" Aunt He was threatening: "You, make a fire!" Chen Yuan whispered to Aunt He: "He doesn't want to be paid, take him in for two days first, and help with some work." Aunt He rolled her eyes at him, led a few people into the house, and Xiang Ming walked last.