The first spring rain after the Spring Festival is coming.

The fine rain brings a hint of coldness, and the weather seems to be back to winter.

The spring rain soaked the Cheche Mountain, and the trees in the rain were contaminated with water vapor, with some moist greenery.

The petals of the spring flowers fell to the ground, and the tender yellow fallen flowers were stained with some muddy water, and there was no longer the swaying look of the branches, showing a faint sadness.

The golden color of the rape flowers is no longer so dazzling. The rain-soaked branches lowered their heads slightly, and the bees and butterflies stopped moving, allowing the large golden and lonely bloom in the field.

Only the swallows braved the rain, busily flying around, mending last year's old nest with dirt in their mouths, ready to give birth to new life.

The three tigers came back with Feng Xian'er to get things. Feng Xian'er's divorce judgment has come down. She is finally liberated, she wants to escape from this home eagerly, but there are thousands of inextricable parts.

It has been almost twenty years since I walked into this house, and a woman's most precious years have been left here. The laughter and tears of those years, the noisy crying of the children, the peach trees in the yard, every brick in the house, there are strong memories there.

I once thought that I could leave happily and have the pleasure of getting out of the cage, but I really had to leave, I really had to say goodbye, and Feng Xian'er still had so many emotions in her heart.

Sanhuzi didn't dare to enter the village, he parked his motorcycle outside Cheche Mountain, he was afraid that the people in the village would beat him. After all, as a dishonorable third party, he was a little ashamed morally and psychologically, feeling like a thief, and did not dare to enter the village openly.

Feng Xian'er packed her luggage and walked to the side of the hall with a large bag and a small bag.

Wang Silin sat at the door of the hall, looking at Feng Xian'er with tears in his eyes, he didn't know what to say. Now that Feng Xian'er has made up her mind, who can change her? If you want to blame, you can only blame your son who is not angry, and blame yourself for dragging down the family to death.

"Dad, I'm leaving, you can take care of yourself in the future." Feng Xian'er said to Wang Silin.

"Take care, I'll just wait to die. Why don't you think I'm a piece of waste? Wang Silin thrashed his inflexible leg.

"Xiaoqing, you go to the county seat with me, I told your cousin Huzi to let you go to school in the county seat." Feng Xian'er said to Xiao Qing, who was standing at the door and looking at her expressionlessly.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just guarding this house and waiting for my dad to come back." Xiaoqing raised her head and looked at the bird's nest that the swallows were mending at the eaves.

Maybe when you look up, the tears in your eyes won't flow. Doesn't it say that water flows low, tears are also water, and if you raise your head high enough, tears won't flow out.

The swallow couple was about to repair their old nest so that they could have a warm home, and it would not be long before a flock of cute little swallows were chirping and waiting for their parents to feed them.

The swallows were able to repair last year's nest, but there was nothing she could do to repair the broken home.

"Little Ding Ding, let's go, your cousin Huzi is waiting for us." Feng Xian'er beckoned to Xiao Dingding, who was hiding behind Xiao Qing.

"Sister, sister." Little Ding Ding shook the corner of Xiaoqing's clothes.

Xiaoqing gritted her teeth and didn't speak.

Little Tintin slowly walked towards the door of the hall, looking at Xiaoqing with his eyes as he went.

"Little Dingding, if you leave, don't come back, there will be no sister and no grandfather." Xiaoqing's tears still flowed, it turned out that her heart hurt too much, and no matter how high she raised her head, tears would still flow out.

"I want my sister and grandfather, and I want my mother." Little Ding Ding cried and said, "Mom, can you not leave, we will let Uncle Huzi live in the house." ”

"The man is not allowed to come to our house." Xiaoqing said very decisively.

Xiao Ding Ding thought about it for a while, and also felt that his thoughts were a little ridiculous, Uncle Huzi came to live at home, so where did Dad live when he came back?

"Mom, I'm not leaving, I'm going to accompany my sister and grandpa, you have to remember to come back to see us, I'll miss you." Is it that if you and Uncle Huzi have children in the future, you won't want us. Mom, you can't do without us, I will listen to my sister and be a good doll. Mom, you have to remember to come back and see us! ”

Xiao Dingding's words made Feng Xian'er's heart a little sour, she stopped talking, and stopped staying, and walked out of the courtyard with her bag. She was afraid that if she stayed a little longer, she would never be able to leave.

"Sister, Mom is really gone, does she really want us anymore?" Little Tintin cried and ran out of the courtyard gate.

The drying field on the concrete floor in the yard was a little slippery with rainwater, and Xiao Ding Ding fell and got covered in rainwater. She didn't care about the pain, got up and threw herself at the gate of the courtyard, and shouted to Feng Xian'er, who was walking away in the rain: "Mom, Mom! ”

Feng Xian'er heard Xiao Dingding's shout, she didn't look back, and she didn't dare to look back.

The seven old men stood at the gate of his courtyard with Qiuqiu in his arms, watching Feng Xian'er walk past his door, and he also heard Xiao Dingding's cry.

"Feng Xian'er, are you leaving?"

Liu Xiaosi stood beside the seven old men, saw Feng Xian'er coming over, and said to her with a smile.

"Gone. Seven old men, little four fathers, come to my house to play in the county seat in the future. Feng Xian'er also smiled.

"Alas, good. I have time to come back, although you are not the daughter-in-law of our Wang family, but there are still Xiaoqing and Xiao Dingding, you have to come back to see them. The seven old men listened to Xiao Dingding's cry and felt very uncomfortable.

"Alas. Seven old men, you also watch the two sisters for me. ”

"This unfortunate Haiqing, the mother-in-law ran away, but she suffered two dolls." Liu Xiaosi shook his head at Feng Xian'er's back.

"Xiaoxiao, Feng Xian'er is really gone, you listen to Xiao Ding Ding crying." The second baby pulled Xiaoxiao from the window on the second floor to watch Feng Xian'er come over.

"Hmph, Feng Xian'er is not a good woman, she can just leave."

"However, when she is gone, little Tintin will have no mother."

"Such a mother, there is no better." Xiaoxiao didn't want to discuss this topic with Erwa, "Hurry up and close the window and disturb me watching TV." That little Ding Ding is crying out, and he's not dead, and he's annoying. ”

Feng Xian'er knew that many people were secretly watching her behind the door, she lowered her head, carried her bag, and walked quickly.

"After the fox spirit is gone, the mountain will be quiet." Liu Yishui's mother-in-law, Zhu Yuqun, saw Feng Xian'er coming over and splashed out a basin of dirty water that had been prepared a long time ago.

Feng Xian'er didn't watch out, and was splashed by Zhu Yuqun.

Zhu Yuqun crossed her waist, waiting to have a big fight with Feng Xian'er, she wanted to let this sassy woman leave and let out the evil anger in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xian'er just shook her head, shook off the water in her hair, and didn't even look at Zhu Yuqun.

This sassy woman, this time she is holding her tail and being a person. Zhu Yuqun was a little relieved and a little proud, but not having a big fight with Feng Xian'er made her feel a little bored.

"Feng Xian'er, they have embarrassed you." The three tigers reached out to wipe the water on Feng Xian'er's body, as well as the vegetable leaves that stuck to her body.

"Let's go, let's go." Feng Xian'er stepped on the motorcycle, feeling a little impatient.

The Three Tigers started the motorcycle.

The motorcycle went far in the rain. Checheshan has become a misty shadow behind him.