Tian Yuan, accompanied by Tian Lu, went to the ancestral house of the Tian family, the ancestral house of wood, which has not been inhabited for a long time and has been a little depressed, and the yard where she played when she was a child was overgrown with weeds up to her waist.

In the vegetable garden on the edge of the house, there is a pond dug by Tian Biao when she was very young, and this pond can be said to be unique to Tian Yuan.

When I was a child, don't mention how naughty I was, the environment in the village was not destroyed, and the river in front of the ancestral house had clear drinking water and could be directly picked up and drunk.

The river water is clear, there are many fish in the river, and the most interesting game for rural children is nothing more than catching fish.

When the small fish have just hatched, you can even take the plastic basin for washing your face and hit it in the shallow water, which is a pot of small fry, which is still transparent!

Tian Yuan caught these fry and kept them in a glass jar at home after returning home, but without air, the fish died after not living for two or three days.

Later, Tian Biao dug out a pond in the vegetable garden next to the ancestral house, and the water in the pond was also a pure natural mountain spring, which was introduced from the ditch where he drank.

The funny thing is that no matter how many fish Tian Yuan puts in it, she always never sees the shadow of the fish again, so far, Tian Yuan doesn't know what Lu Dao is for, that is, when she fished a large basket of loaches that even ducks dislike, and when she put them in, she can occasionally see one or two loaches in the pond.

After many years, the pond is still quietly there, but the water in the pond has become dirty because it has not been taken care of for many years, and the small ditch that led down the house from the mountain to drink water is now dirty and cannot be seen.

The two sisters, silently recalling the picture of Tian Biao in this house, the two of them, back to back, silent, silently crying.

It was already dark, and Tian Yuan walked along the roof of the house to see the mountain behind the ancestral house, where the peach and pear trees she had had since she was a child had bloomed.

A tree of pink, a tree of white.

Tian Yuan suddenly remembered that when she was a child, the village was poor, and no one had money to buy snacks to eat, and everyone's fruit trees would be remembered by the children in the village.

Even if this fruit tree grows on the mountain behind his home, Tian Yuan rarely eats the fruit a few times.

The fruit is only ripe, and I always give it to the child next door to eat it without paying attention.

Once, Tian Biao finally picked a fist-sized pear, and offered the treasure as if he had to stuff it to Tian Yuan, so that the three sisters and brothers of the Tian family hurriedly took advantage of the absence of the stepgrandmother and the Zhang family to eat.

In fact, the fist-sized huanghuali is not sweet at all, and even a little astringent, but the three sisters and brothers hid in the room at the beginning and didn't know how happy they were to eat.

"The peach trees and pear trees in the back mountain have bloomed again, and over the years, no one has taken care of the trees in the back mountain, and the fruits that have grown are even more astringent, and even the children in the village are too lazy to pick them." Tian Lu didn't know when Lu Dao stood on Tian Yuan's side, followed Tian Yuan's line of sight towards the back mountain, and said, "It's spring, we also picked two pear trees by Dad's grave, this time we want Dad to give us a good look, and when the pears are ripe, see who can guard our Dad." ”

"It's a good idea for you to fight, how tired Dad is, guarding all day long, you don't know how to feel sorry for Dad." The corners of Tian Yuan's lips rose slightly, and the memory was pulled back to when she was a child, she smiled, fell into the memory, and spoke very softly, very lightly, "Mom said, Dad grew up and got up in the middle of the night to see if someone touched the two fruit trees in the mountain behind our house and grabbed them with us, so that year, the three of us were able to eat pears and peaches." ”

These are all things that happened before Tian Yuan was ten years old, and the memory is far away, as if he was in another world.

Nowadays, things are not, and people are not.

The peach and pear trees in the back mountain are old and tall, the ancestral house is dilapidated, the grass in the yard is growing, and their father will never come down triumphantly from the back mountain with his hands behind his back, telling the two sisters that this year will definitely make it enjoyable!