This year's spring started early, and spring began a few days before the Spring Festival. It's just that the warm winter before the beginning of spring and the cold spring after the beginning of spring seem to turn the seasons upside down.

The rape in the field has already sprouted, and the flowers that were still yellow two days ago have been wilted and drooped again by the white-headed frost.

The pea seedlings, the bean seedlings, were all stiff in the ground like wooden sticks.

There are not many people who grow wheat anymore. In the early years, when spring arrived, the wheat seedlings full of slopes and furrows seemed to be green velvet blankets. Growing wheat is laborious, and there are not many strong laborers in the village, and no one wants to plant this time-consuming and labor-intensive wheat.

The fog is a frequent visitor in winter and spring in central Sichuan, and it is thickly wrapped around the front and back of the mountain, wrapping the bamboo forest farmhouse.

The rooster crowed, the dog barked, and the bedside alarm clock went off.

Little reluctantly got out of bed.

Pushing open the door and seeing the thick fog, Xiaoxiao frowned, and scolded in his mouth: "This **** foggy day is annoying." ”

"Second baby, second baby, get up and go to grandma's house!" Xiaoxiao shouted loudly by pulling the ears of the second baby, and her voice was like a tweeter.

My younger brother came back from his parents when he grew up in the place where he worked to study. Parents love their younger brother even more, and her younger brother is a boy who is more expensive than her girl.

Xiaoxiao has a lot of complaints, and she doesn't feel sorry for her brother. She just reluctantly fulfilled her sister's responsibilities. She's only a twelve-year-old girl, and she needs someone to take care of her!

The loud voice like a small tweeter provoked the neighbor's dog to bark impatiently.

Xiao quickly pulled the second baby like a little fat pig out of the bed, dressed him, and washed his face.

Today is my grandmother's birthday, my parents are not at home, and Xiaoxiao wants to take my younger brother to celebrate my grandmother's birthday.

The eight-year-old second baby was a little unhappy, and he didn't sleep well by Zhao Quan last night, he scolded Xiaoxiao hatefully: "Xiaoxiao, you are a dead ghost woman, you are a starving ghost reincarnated." You know that you remember your grandmother's mashed poached eggs. ”

Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand and pinched the second baby's fat face.

The second baby grinned and didn't dare to cry. Xiao Xiao raised his hand and was about to give him another one.

The second baby has a fat face, and her nose and eyes are squeezed together. Xiaoxiao pulled the reluctant second baby into the morning mist.

My grandmother's house is in Tonglin Village, ten miles away. Xiaoxiao was too lazy to cook breakfast, so she took the second baby to her grandmother's house early in the morning.

The thick fog made people unable to see too far, and the timid second baby held her little hand tightly.

Not far from the village, there is a graveyard. The concrete road out of the village passes under the grave slope.

In the fog, the shrubs and trees in the grave slope were full of shadows, which made Erwa and Xiaoxiao feel empty.

Xiaoxiao held the hand of the second baby in a cold sweat, and she began to regret going to her grandmother's breakfast so early.

Suddenly, a little scarlet light flashed at the bottom of the grave slope, and a human face was revealed under the red light.

Xiaoxiao stopped, and the second baby was so frightened that she wanted to cry. Neither of them dared to speak or move.

The red light flashed again, and the face was revealed.

"Xiaoxiao, there are ghosts?" Erwa gently clasped his fingers and grabbed his hand.

"Don't be afraid." Although Xiaoxiao said this, her voice trembled.

Xiao Xiao crouched down, grabbed a handful of dirt in the field by the roadside, and threw it at the ghost shadow.

"What the hell! Lao Tzu's smoking cigarette has provoked you. An old man's voice scolded loudly.

Xiao Xiao laughed, and ran over to see that it was the seven old men behind the mountain.

The seven old men got up in the morning to sell vegetables, and they were tired of pushing the chicken cart, and they sat on the slope and smoked leaves, which made Xiaoxiao become a ghost.

"Seventh grandfather, it's you, I'm a ghost." The second baby sat on the chicken bus of the seven old men.

"You two dolls are ghosts. Lao Tzu smoked a leaf cigarette, did he provoke you? And sprinkled my face with mud. The seven old men used a cigarette stick to hit the second baby's buttocks.

The seven old men were originally a little sad, but they were happy to be troubled by these two children.

Every time he got up in the morning to sell vegetables, and when he walked to the head of this grave, the seven old men would stop and smoke a leaf cigarette.

This piece of grave slope is buried with a lot of people who are on behalf of Che Che Mountain. The father and grandfather of the seven old men are all buried in this grave.

The mother-in-law of the seven old men has also been buried in this grave for two years. There was also a line left by the grave of the seventh old lady for the seven old men.

The custom in Sichuan is that people build graves before they die. The seventh old man is a stonemason, and he and his mother-in-law's grave was built by himself more than ten years ago.

Two years ago, the Seventh Old Lady, who had been paralyzed for three years, lay down in the grave that the Seventh Old Man personally repaired.

The seventh old lady has been paralyzed for three years, and the seven old men have served enough, often complaining, and sometimes they are annoyed and scolded a few words by their mother. But the seventh old lady is gone, and he doesn't even have a person to talk to.

Every day when he returned home, the lonely Seven Old Man often looked at the bed where the Seven Old Lady had once walked in a daze.

The woman who had been with him for decades was gone and never returned.

The Seven Old Men sometimes thought that even if she was lying there, even if she couldn't move, and let herself serve with and urine, it would be good.

They can talk together and reminisce about the days that have passed. The Seventh Old Lady would raise her wrinkled face and smile softly at him, saying that she would drag him down when she was old.

The seven old men complained in their hearts, but they said, you are a good woman, you have worked all your life for the sake of the child and for me, and it is time for me to serve you.

The seventh old lady will be moved to cry, like a little girl.

During the Chinese New Year this year, neither his son Shui Qing nor his daughter-in-law Caiyun came back for the New Year, and they have not come back for the New Year for several years. Sun Zi Junchao also went to the place where his son and daughter-in-law worked for the New Year.

The son and daughter-in-law didn't mention a word on the phone that they would let him go to the New Year too.

The seven old men really wanted to go to the place where their son and daughter-in-law worked, and I heard that it was a big city. In addition to the county seat, the seven old men have never been to a big city in their lives.

Many people who work outside have gone home for the New Year, and Checheshan is a little more lively.

Doesn't it mean that you have money but no money to go home for the New Year? The seventh old man felt that in the eyes of his son and daughter-in-law, money was closer than his old son.

The seven old men are not short of money, although the seven old men have spent money less over the years when they are sick, but the diligent seven old men still have tens of thousands of yuan in savings.

What is rare for the seven old men is the lively and lively energy of the family. He doesn't expect the children to surround him every day, so he thinks that the family can be lively and festive during the New Year's holidays.

Seeing that other people's children have returned, and listening to the bustle in other people's homes, the seven old men felt like grass growing in their hearts, and they panicked.

Today, when the seven old men arrived at the head of the grave, they stopped the chicken bus as usual, and sat on the handlebars to smoke leaf cigarettes.

The seven old men looked at the desolate grave and talked about the bitterness in their hearts.

Old woman, you're gone. You don't have to think about the troubles and worries of life. When it comes to Qingming, half of July, at the end of the year, I will burn paper money for you.

You see I'm a lonely old man, and those children have grown up, and they don't care about me anymore. They are enjoying happiness outside with their children, where do they know that I am an old man.

The seven old men had a sour heart, a sour nose, and a sour eyes. The hearts of the seven old men are like ice in the river, so cold that they are all frozen.

When the seven old men were sad alone, a small handful of dirt pulled him back to the real world.

"Seventh grandfather, let's go to grandma's house, just on the same road as you." Short novel.

"Let's go, Xiaoxiao, you also sit up, there is a downhill in front, and the seventh grandfather pushes you away."

Xiaoxiao sat on the chicken bus and stood side by side with the second baby.

The seven old men picked up the handlebars, pushed a cart of vegetables and two children down the slope and trotted down. The seven-year-old man in his sixties still has a lot of strength, his waist is straight, and he walks with wind under his feet, and his many years of experience as a stonemason have trained him like an iron beater.

The two children accompanied the seven old men, hitchhiking when going downhill and helping to push when going uphill.

The three of them walked forward with a smile and a smile, and when they arrived at Fangjia Town, the sky was not yet bright.

Xiaoxiao took the second baby to Tonglin Village, which is still two miles away from the town, and the seven old men moved the vegetables from the car and put them away, waiting for the people who rushed to the market to buy vegetables.