When the rooster crows three times, the soft light of the morning glow paints the reckless mountains with a touch of red. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The mist in the info mountain is tied with a layer of white gauze-like ribbon under this layer of red, and under the blowing of the morning breeze, the white yarn can't help but wander gracefully, spreading to all sides, and the mountains that are usually calm and silent show a special enchantment.

This is the most beautiful time of the day in Baling Mountain.

The red leaf peak has long been full of fire, under the moisture of the morning dew, the color is dark to penetrate into the veins of the leaves, the red is shocking but silent, like a long-term memory, the deeper the age, the more tight-lipped like a bottle, quietly placed in the deepest part of the heart.

This is the most beautiful time of the year when the autumn leaves are mine.

Qingluo Town, the closest to Hongye Peak, has a small courtyard in the northwest corner of the town. Grace who got up early stood in the patio and looked at the red leaves peak in the morning light for a while, smiled silently, turned around and continued to sweep the fallen leaves of the ginkgo biloba on the ground with a broom, and sent it to the kitchen stove with a dustpan, which is a good thing to start a fire.

Walking out of the kitchen, she took a rag to wipe the stone table and stone bench in the middle of the small courtyard, went to her room and took out a piano and put it on the stone table, then sat upright, took a few deep breaths, raised her hands and wrists, and began to play.

She began to learn the piano with her mother at the age of eight, and it has been eight years since then. Mother said that her piano skills have surpassed her.

In fact, Grace knows that the longer she is immersed in the piano, the more superb her piano skills will be, so her piano skills will not surpass her mother. The reason why my mother said this is because my mother's heart is not peaceful. If the heart is not quiet, there will be a lack of spiritual echo between the palms, and the piano skills will be greatly reduced.

She played her favorite "Youlan": Xi Xi Gu Feng, Yin and Rain. The son is home, and he is sent far away. There is no place for him.

Repeated three times, and at the end of the third time, the father and mother walked out of the house as usual, and stood under the eaves and looked at their daughter, who was as pure as morning dew.

Waiting for the last note of his fingertips to dissipate in the air, grace pressed the strings, stood up, and flew to his father's arms like a swallow: "Dad, mother, morning!" ”

Feng Chaoshan, who was tall in a blue shirt, hugged his graceful shoulder with a smile, and proudly said to Yanluo beside him: "Ah Luo, our Ah Rong is becoming more and more like you!" ”

Yan Luo glanced at him with disgust and said, "My daughter, who is not like me?" ”

Feng Chaoshan looked at her with a smile, and his eyes refused to move a little.

Ah Rong looked at his father's affectionate appearance, and was happy in his heart, but pretended to pout angrily: "As soon as Dad came home, he stared at his mother, and he didn't evaluate my piano skills, hum, I'm angry!" ”

Yanluo sneered, rubbed Ah Rong's head, and said, "Who said not to evaluate?" Ah Rong, your Youlan played the best today, clean and clear, and the flowing water was traceless. Just ......"

"Just what?" Ah Rong spoke keenly.

Feng Chaoshan sighed and said: "Ah Rong, there is a deep sentimentality of life in the qin song of "Youlan", which is not suitable for your age to play, what flows from your fingers is the cleanliness and beauty that your age should be, and it is difficult to express its original emotions. ”

Ah Rong slowly frowned: "Life is sentimental? It's nothing more than birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation, resentment and hatred, I understand, I can express it! Dad, why don't I play it for you again? ”

My father can't play the piano, but after listening to my mother play for many years, he has become the most picky piano player. Ah Rong trusts his father's ears and trusts his father's evaluation, so he can't wait to show him.

The mother stopped her: "Ah Rong, you have to remember that you must not play the piano with a sense of gain or loss at any time, otherwise it will not only desecrate the piano, but also reduce the piano skills." If you play it again now, you will definitely not have the desireless and untainted state of mind just now, and you will not play better than just now! ”

Ah Rong pursed his mouth and looked at his father with a disappointed face. Daddy's chance to be at home is rare, and she really wants to show her best self to her father. Feng Chaoshan couldn't bear it, and hurriedly said: "Ah Rong, I will stay at home for many days this time, and you have a chance to play it to me." Now, shall we go to your brother's room? He winked at Ah Rong and smiled mischievously for his age. Ah Rong immediately understood and cheered: "Okay, let's go wake up Feng Xiaochi!" ”

Ah Rong knows that Daddy Angzang's appearance has always hidden a naughty child. Every time he came back from the battlefield, he would disturb the family, either taking Ah Rong to bully Feng Xiaochi, or taking Feng Xiaochi to bully Ah Rong, and the three of them could make a fuss and tear the roof off. Xie Yanluo was helpless about this. It is precisely because of this that the two children's feelings for their father are so good, every time Feng Chaoshan leaves home to fight, they have to cry for a few days, and their attachment and longing for him are no less than their mother.

Feng Chaoshan took Ah Rong to the West House, which was Feng Xiaochi's room. The two opened the door, and on the small bed in the room, ten-year-old Feng Xiaochi was still sleeping, lying on his back, half of the quilt was covered on his stomach, and the other half was already hanging under the edge of the bed. The morning sun shone in through the window and hit his neck and chest, and a soft golden light shimmered.

Seeing his fierce sleeping posture, Ah Rong couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker. Feng Chaoshan picked up a straw stick on the ground, pulled Ah Rong to tiptoe to the end of the bed, stretched out the straw stick and lightly scratched the bottom of Feng Xiaochi's bare foot a few times. Feng Xiaochi immediately felt the itch, grunted dissatisfiedly in his mouth, turned over, "snapped" his right leg on the edge of the bed, straightened his left leg, changed into a posture of pulling his leg and running, and continued to sleep soundly.

Ah Rong almost laughed, so he gestured to Feng Chaoshan and asked him to continue to scratch his feet, but he came to Feng Xiaochi's bedside and suddenly screamed into his ear: "Ah-"

This trick worked immediately, the sharp itching on the soles of the feet and the screams in the ears made the sleeping Feng Xiaochi jump up from the bed, and when he saw the father at the end of the bed and Ah Rong at the head of the bed, he suddenly understood what happened to him, and roared in a childish voice: "Ah-this revenge will not be avenged, and it will not be a man!" After that, he smashed the pillow on Ah Rong, picked up the quilt and threw himself at Feng Chaoshan......

When the war ended, all the pillows, quilts, and mattresses on the bed were on the ground, Ah Rong's hair was scattered, and Feng Xiaochi's shirt was gone, only Feng Chaoshan was still neatly dressed. Seeing that Yanluo, who had made breakfast, had already arrived at the door, Feng Chaoshan hurriedly waved his hand and quickly took Ah Rong and Feng Xiaochi to clean up the house.

After the four of them had breakfast, Ah Rong went to the housekeeper of Shangfeng in the town to get silk threads under the scarf as usual, and came back to tie tassels with his mother, which is the work they rely on to support their families on weekdays. Feng Xiaochi reads and writes in the company of his father. Usually when my father is not at home, my mother and Ah Rong also take care of all the housework, and don't let Feng Xiaochi do anything, just ask him to study, my mother said that boys can only be productive when they grow up.

Steward Feng's house was the largest in the town, and he was not at home most of the time, but stayed in Fengfu in Qianzhao County, which was more than half a day's away from Qingluo Town. The legendary Feng Mansion is a very large courtyard, where many people live in the Feng family, who have to deal with many, many businesses every day and earn a lot of silver taels. Niang said that the Feng family's silver is so large that it can be spread all over the Baling Mountains, because the Feng family's business covers the Longyuan Continent, and the more the family and country are in turmoil, the better his family's business will be. Even the emperors of the Yuezhao Kingdom in the south and the Changtian Kingdom in the north are red-eyed, so there is a saying among the people: The Northern Mei Nanzong is not as good as Fengfeng.

The tassels formed by the silk threads that Ah Rong collars every day are said to be the ornaments on the "Feng Sword" made by their family. Now the war in the Northern Menanzong has lasted for five or six years, and it has only recently stopped. Because the demand for swords is staggering, Ah Rong and Niang have to beat at least a thousand tassels a day to complete the task. The two of them were so busy throughout the day that they didn't have time to talk, until dusk, when a thousand tassels were finished, Ah Rong sent the tassels to Steward Feng's housekeeper and settled the price on the spot. She can get back 500 yuan every day, so although the family is not rich, the three of them can finally live without worrying about food and clothing.

Although my father has a military salary, he can't get it until the end of the year, and he can't count on it on weekdays.

Feng Chaoshan is a distant side branch of the Feng family, and like ordinary people, there is no reason to escape military service.

There are few people on the streets. Occasionally, I saw one or two women, both of whom were covered with scarves. Women in the mountains could not be kept in the boudoir, and they had to wear headscarves when they had to go out, which became a custom over time. Half an hour later, she came to the door of Steward Feng's house, and the gatekeeper had already recognized her eyes and let her enter through the side door.

Steward Feng also has his own housekeeper, called Uncle Cui. Uncle Cui was surrounded by more than a dozen women who came to receive the work at the moment. The owner of the Feng family has always taken care of the family, but the most critical technical work, such as ingredients, smelting, and cutting edges, has always been done by the core of the Feng family, without leakage.

When Uncle Cui saw Ah Rong, he casually handed her a bundle of red silk thread in the basket beside him, and he didn't even have time to say anything to her, so he waved his hand and let her go.

Ah Rong held a bundle of red silk thread and hurried home with fast steps. The morning sun chased her slender and agile figure until she reached her door.

On this day, Daddy was unusually patient and accompanied them to beat the tassels. Although his fingers are not flexible, he hits until dusk, and he completes a hundred so-so. Ah Rong smiled and said, "Dad, if your hundred ears are not qualified, you will have to pay us money!" ”

Feng Chaoshan smiled and nodded: "If Uncle Cui says that he is not qualified, he will deduct the money, so be it, tomorrow I will invite the three of you to eat in the town!" ”

Feng Xiaochi cheered: "Okay, good!" I like to eat Banyan Tree Pavilion's tiger skin buns the most, but my sister is stingy and only buys them back to eat during the Chinese New Year! ”

Yanluo stroked Feng Xiaochi's head and said gently: "Don't blame my sister, we are not rich people, and it is good to be able to enjoy the blessings at the end of the year." ”

Feng Chaoshan looked apologetically at Yanluo and Ah Rong, and said, "It's all my fault, I'm not at home on weekdays, and I've suffered your mother and daughter!" ”

Ah Rong said: "Dad, you are fighting outside, how can you take care of your family!" I'm grown up and can take care of my mother and brother, as long as everyone is happy together, it's the best! ”

Feng Chaoshan put his arm around Ah Rong with one hand and Feng Xiaochi with the other, and said, "I really hope that today's spikes are unqualified!" ”