Geng Xin was still thinking about what was wrong, and the aunt patted him on the shoulder: "Xinxin, we have arrived, Xinxin?" ”

Geng Xin turned around and saw that the car had stopped at a country intersection, and after getting out of the car, a clear earthy smell greeted him, mixed with the slight fragrance of green wheat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This intersection is a small market, if it is a market, it is not a market, in the 21st century, a random alley selling vegetables is more lively than here. However, for the rural areas in the early nineties, it was already able to meet the daily needs of local people within a radius of more than ten miles.

Just in time for the fair, there are really a lot of people who come to the street to buy daily necessities. The most common are pots, baskets, baskets, brooms, etc., which are woven from sorghum stalks, and there are also soles that women love. Those who wear old BJ cloth shoes know the shape of cloth shoes, in that era, not only old BJ people like to wear, cloth shoes should be regarded as the standard configuration of northern rural areas. When women are at home, they like nabu shoes. Before the advent of foam soles, mille-feuille soles were worn in rural China, and they were a craft that had been lost for generations.

Thinking about the era in which he lived, it was always not a matter of buying a decent pair of shoes, whether it was a rich person who bought a pair of shoes worth millions, or a poor family could wear a pair of shoes for ten or so yuan, but there was no need for this kind of laborious handicraft to make cloth shoes. Industry brings quality of life to people, but sometimes it seems that we have lost something.

Geng Xin, who unintentionally lowered his head, also found that he was wearing a pair of brand-new small cloth shoes on his feet, which were very familiar, and there was no need to ask, this must be the cloth shoes made by his grandmother who was about to meet him. Geng Xin seems to have seen the scene of her grandmother basking in the sun at the door of her house and talking and laughing with the old ladies in the neighborhood, and from time to time she stroked her sideburns with her hand holding a needle.

Grandmother...... Grandma's ...... She just left her children and grandchildren forever in the month of 2016, and Geng Xin, who was working in the field, did not see her old man for the last time. Thinking of this, Geng Xin burst into tears. Her children and grandchildren wore her reading glasses, calloused and cracked old hands, but her children and grandchildren did not have time to reach her as she died......

Geng Xin suddenly remembered a familiar melody: "My favorite shoes are my mother's mille-feuille soles/Standing steadily, which is going down to the world", this is Xie Xiaodong's "Chinese Baby", the title song of the 1997 Spring Festival Gala, it should be two years later The Spring Festival Gala Geng Xin can hear it again. Geng Xin put on a pair of grandmother's cloth shoes, not because it was warm and fashionable, but because the stitches and threads condensed the old man's love for future generations.

"Xinxin, why are you crying?" The aunt picked up Geng Xin in distress and wiped his tears for him: "Are you homesick?" ”

Geng Xin shook his head and choked up: "Auntie, are we going to see grandma soon?" ”

The aunt smiled slightly: "I miss grandma, yes, we will see grandma soon." ”

"Grandma, she...... She ......, "Geng Xin wanted to ask her grandmother if she ate three meals a day, but she felt that her grandmother was still very healthy, and it was too strange to ask such a thing." When I thought that my grandmother was critically ill, it was difficult to swallow food for more than half a year.

Geng Xin, who was holding back and couldn't speak, choked up more and more, I don't know why, my aunt was also infected by Geng Xin's sadness, and there were tears in her eyes. The aunt patted Geng Xin's face: "Okay, okay, let's go faster, okay?" That way we'll be able to see Grandma soon, right? ”

"Hmm!" Geng Xin nodded firmly: "Auntie let me down, okay, I'm going to go to grandma's house." ”

The aunt was very relieved and put down Geng Xin: "What a sensible child!" ”

The aunt wanted to reach out and hold Geng Xin's little hand, Geng Xin shook her head, wiped her tears and walked forward by herself.

The country floor, which had just rained two days before, had not yet dried completely, and it was soft to walk on, as if walking on Simmons's bed.

Although Geng Xin's steps are very fast, but he is now a child after all, the legs and feet of a five-year-old child are very short, this road is not far away for Geng Xin now, but it is a little long for Geng Xin now, he is a little panting when he walks, but Geng Xin still did not slow down, he wants to see his grandmother faster, and he has to walk in front of his grandmother step by step!

is also because of the short legs, Geng Xin's perspective looks at the ground as if it is very close to him, if this distance is still his adult arm, he can touch the ground without bending down.

Xinzhuang is near, and after Xinzhuang is his grandmother's Zhouzhuang, a place full of memories of his happy childhood.

The aunt looked at Geng Xin, who was confidently stepping in front, and felt more and more strange, but Geng Xin didn't notice what the aunt was strange about, and just wanted to see her grandma soon.

The intersection of Zhouzhuang is near, and the tiled houses around Zhouzhuang are also very familiar, these houses are no longer in his time, but built with the "small western-style buildings" built by the rural people themselves. There are also big slogans written on the wall of the tiled house: "If the family planning is good, the government will provide for the elderly", "If you want to get rich, you must first build roads, and have fewer children and more trees".

A big yellow dog rushed forward, found Geng Xin a stranger, and barked at him. The aunt was about to step forward to grab Geng Xin to protect him, but she saw Geng Xin smiling at the yellow dog: "Rhubarb, it's me, don't you know each other?" ”

The big yellow dog was stunned by Geng Xin's question, as if he felt that he was wrong, he walked in front of Geng Xin suspiciously, sniffed up and down carefully, thought a little, and looked at Geng Xin with suspicion, as if asking: "Who are you, do you know me?" Do I know you? Don't lie to me. ”

"It's me, Rhubarb, Xinxin, we had the best time, right?" Geng Xin reached out to touch Rhubarb's head.

Rhubarb retreated two cloths, but still chose to believe his nose, barked at Geng Xin, and attracted several dogs from the neighborhood to bully Geng Xin.

The aunt pulled Geng Xin back, picked up a broken brick on the ground and smashed it at Rhubarb: "Get out!" ”

The brick smashed on the big yellow dog's buttocks, and he was so painful that he grabbed his tail and opened it, but he still looked at Geng Xin with hatred.

"Auntie, don't hit the rhubarb, it hurts." Geng Xin said.

Auntie touched Geng Xin's head: "Xinxin, tell Auntie, how do you know the way, and how do you know Rhubarb, this is the first time you have come to grandma's house in the countryside!" ”