When we got home, we packed up and prepared to go back to the city. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhen I went back to the mountains, it was because I wanted to stay in the mountains for a few days, but my mother was not at ease, so I took my father and came back with me. Later, my mother wanted to spend the New Year in the mountains, so more than two months passed.

The weather on the sixth day of the new year was very good, and we basked in the sun in the yard. Dad said that the back eaves were going to collapse. Mom said that if there is no popularity in the house all year round, the house is easy to break, and it is estimated that the house will not be inhabitable next year.

I said if I want to fix it. Dad said no, the life of this old house should come to an end. My grandfather built this house, and when it came to my father's hand, he only painted it once inside and out.

The family sat in the courtyard, chatting with each other.

"When are you going to get things done? You're not a big one! "Mom asked me.

"I don't know!" I continued to fight with an orange without raising my head.

"Don't shirk. I tell you, I know. The decision of whether to get married or not is up to you in Lin Ye. Do you want to be an old girl for the rest of your life? "Mom snatched away the messy oranges that were broken in my hand, and said with hatred that iron is not steel.

"Well, let's think about it in the long run. I haven't found a job yet! I changed the subject.

"Humph! Didn't you say this, I forgot? You said that you, change jobs twice in three days, and you can't do anything for long. It's been almost two years since I graduated, and I haven't made any grades...... Ma Xiaodian has opened a company...... "Mom looked at me hatefully."

"There's no rush. Are you still young? Try more...... "......Dad couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to help me say two good words, but was swept over by my mother's sharp eyes. For some reason, my father suddenly felt that the older he was, the less status he had with his daughter-in-law.

"Mom, I promise you, can I discuss with Lin Ye in the past few days?" I hurriedly appeased my mother, who was about to blow up.

"Don't fool me." Mom gave me a blank look.

"Of course not." I swear by it. Damn, the anger came to pass.

Looking at the familiar scenery in front of me, I suddenly had a thought: "Dad, Mom, why don't I draw you a portrait of sitting in front of the old house." Hang it at home as a souvenir later. ”

Dad had no opinion, and Mom was busy sorting out her hair and clothes after muttering a few words.

So, the second old man sat in front of the room and became my model.

"I could have been painting for a long time. Don't be so stiff, just be casual, it's better to reflect the feeling of fun......" I commanded after I set up my sketchpad.

But the two of them still look serious and serious. It may be the first time they have encountered this kind of thing, and they are not very used to it. Perhaps, the next time I paint, I should do it secretly.

"Alright. I remember what you look like. I shouted at them. After this sound came out, Mom and Dad instantly relaxed. The two of them came to me to look at it, but there was nothing on my drawing board.

"Hey, you didn't paint?" Mom asked suspiciously.

"It's already in my head." I replied. The two of them sat back down and began to chatter and gossip. I moved the sketchpad into the house. The sun outside was too harsh. Dad didn't know what he said, so he giggled at his mother, and his father held a cigarette and looked at his mother, and he smiled brightly. I think it's a good scene, and the brushing begins.

When Mom came in to cook, I had already drawn. In front of the white hut sat a couple looking at each other and smiling. The woman leaning against the flower tree was laughing, revealing her braided teeth, and the man was smiling at the woman with a cigarette. The flowers and trees were dappled with broken shadows on the ground, and the sunlight was like broken gold.

"I'm not that good-looking." Mom looked at it for a while and said. Although my mother said this, she still looked at the painting reluctantly for a while.

"Looks like that. When I got out, I framed it and hung it in the house. Dad scratched his head and said with a smile.

And so the day passed. Early the next morning, we got in the car and left. As I drove through the mountains, I couldn't help but think of what I saw last night.

Toilets in the mountains are built not far from the house. At night, I get up to go to the bathroom. When I pushed the door open, I almost froze.

The shadows of the trees are reflected on the wall, like a thin freehand landscape painting. The moonlight was cold, but it was full of brilliance. Sporadic lights, occasionally floating on the surface of the river, rippling with a faint light. Suddenly, there will be cold birds crying at night, but most of the time there is silence except for the sound of rushing water. It seems that with the decline in the popularity of the village, even the sound has died out.

In the past, on a cold winter night, an occasional dog barked and caused the response of countless dogs on both sides of the river valley. And at this moment, he didn't even hear the slightest barking of dogs. Thinking about this makes people feel even more desolate. The village is like an old man in his twilight years, gradually entering death.

It wasn't a sudden impression. In the past two months, I have traveled to almost all corners of Dage Village. The old houses are desolate, the villages are empty, and the fields are so barren that they can't be recognizable in their original faces...... All of them are indicative of this outcome.

The car went all the way, which deepened my opinion. It turns out that in those years, many people abandoned their old houses and built two-story buildings on the side of the highway. Now, the doors of these two-story buildings are locked, and there are even several cobwebs on the closed iron doors.

In Ueno Township, not only Dage Village, but also the four courtyards and Majiabao are slowly declining. The people are almost gone. Dage Village is dying, the four courtyards are also dying, and so is Majiabao. In the great wheel of the times, thousands of Dage villages fell. They were abandoned and eliminated after serving the people who lived there for thousands of years. So, where did the disappeared go? They are distributed in various cities, working hard for a better life. Some have taken root, and some are still drifting and struggling. The dream of the new era also has their share. As they flowed, thousands of small villages died, and new towns flourished.

The people of Dage Village are scattered everywhere, some of them are in big cities, some are in small towns, although they live in different places, they still belong to the villages where they once grew up. They have changed the place of survival, but they can't change the roots that have always been dissolved in the bloodline. No matter how far they go, their roots are also in Dage Village. So, in essence, they are still from Dage Village. They went out and brought out the ideas, culture, and customs of Dage Village. The old will merge with each other, and the new will gradually come into being. They are the new generation of Dage villagers.

In the new era, the people of Dage Village, who have gone out, have opened their eyes that have been closed all along. They found that the country they had been living in turned out to be so vast and great. If they had been trapped in the land of the northern plains for generations like their ancestors, they would not have felt the pride and emotion in their chests so vividly. The times are in their hands, the future is in their hands, and they suddenly feel that half of their lives are actually full of infinite possibilities like growing children.

Dage Village is not actually dead. It has sown its seeds and its hopes in our vast country. It believes that it will not be long before the fallen villages will stand up in a different way. And at that time, we will usher in a better and more prosperous era.