Fu Shun sat in the room, wrapped in a thin quilt, and roasted a wind cage under his feet. This winter is indeed too cold, and the whistling sound of the mountain wind alone is enough to make people shiver for a long time. The snow on the top of the mountain has not yet melted, and Shufen's pear trees have not dared to sprout any new shoots.

There are three days left until the Spring Festival. Fu Shun held two letters in his hands. One was sent by Xiang Yu, and the content of the letter was mainly to invite him to Jiangyun for the New Year, and by the way, bring her some bacon from the countryside; The other letter is from Godfather Liu Yonghan, and the content of the letter is that Godfather decided to come to Shiqiao for the New Year, and by the way, he brought a burden of books to Fushun.

Both letters were received half a month ago, and the reply should have reached their destination. Regarding Xiang Yu's invitation, Fu Shun could only politely refuse. In his heart, he still hopes to see Xiang Yu, but he can't invite Xiang Yu to Shiqiao for the New Year, right? As for the godfather coming here, he warmly welcomes him.

When Fushun announced the news to the whole family, it was the nineteenth day of the lunar month. On that day, the family killed the New Year's pig, and Shufen's fine feeding method fed this 300-pound big black pig, which made Yang Zegui particularly face-saving, and even the pig killer in the village gave a thumbs up.

When Yang Zegui heard that his godparents' family was coming, he was so happy that he drank two more glasses, and he also had a drinking fist with the brothers who came to help. Fushun's godfather is a businessman in the city, listening to Fushun's description, Liu Yonghan's income can be worth the entire production team in the running account of the wharf. This is secondly, he can be regarded as a mountain of kindness to Fushun, not to mention that he took the initiative to come to Shiqiao, whether he was the educated youth in the mud ditch, and he immediately knew after taking a look!

But Shufenniang was a little uneasy, the city man who Fushun called his godfather, didn't he want to snatch her son from her?

In addition, the Shufen sisters are also "happy". For Shufen, such an uncle who can write poems is completely an idol to worship! For Shufei, there is a guest at home, not to mention that her life has improved, even if she is a little naughty, her father and mother will not pull down her face and scold people.

Liu Yonghan changed cars all the way to ask for directions, and finally arrived at Yangjiawan on the 29th of the lunar month. Fu Shun was fetching water by the well, and saw the familiar figure from a distance, dropped the bucket and climbed to the top of Mao'er Mountain in one go.

Liu Yonghan, who was out of breath, saw this godson with white gas in his mouth, and put the two boxes of books on his shoulders on the ground. I haven't seen him for a few months, and the good boy has grown a little taller again.

They used the etiquette of the city people, and the two big men hugged each other tightly. "Scar Liu" patted his dear Shun'er on the back again.

"Hey, godfather, didn't you lose this scarf?" Fu Shun saw the familiar scarf and remembered Sister Gui Ying.

"Oh, it's your one, you didn't take it. It was too cold this winter, so I put it on! You also said that your hometown is not cold, I look much colder than Jiang Yun! ”

"It's cold this year! We can't stand it, but the crops are good, you see, those patches of wheat, how well they grow! Ha, over there, I saw that I didn't get it, the best growing piece, I planted it! "Fushun, who is a little talker, has become active, this godfather who is the same as his relatives, how kind he is!

Fu Shun snatched the bamboo stick, carried the book on his shoulder, and walked down the mountain. "Godfather, what kind of books are these? It's so heavy! ”

"Teacher Zheng brought it, saying that it was for you not to miss your homework, hey, if you are in school, you can graduate in another year!"

Fushun's excited face suddenly flashed with sorrow, this time back to Yangjiawan, dealing with the fields every day, not to mention the lack of time to read, and many problems that cannot be solved cannot be consulted.

"How far is it?"

"It's not far away, you see that bamboo forest, it's in that bamboo forest!"

"Hey, your family is still living well, I think it's suitable for me to live, 'sit alone in the secluded fence, play the piano and howl', summer is more comfortable!"

Fu Shun doesn't understand his godfather's "Zhihu Ye", for him, it is just a place to stay, maybe just for a while, or for a lifetime!

"By the way, Shun'er, where is Gui Ying's house? I want to see her! Liu Yonghan didn't know that Gui Ying hadn't come back. This is also one of the purposes of his visit to Stone Bridge, to apologize for his behavior last year, and to express his condolences to the old lady who lost her son.

Fushun stopped suddenly, what should he say to his godfather! Gui Yingniang has always lived in the cave, only occasionally going down the mountain to open the door of the new house, and by the way, she will go up the mountain with some food on her back. Shufen and Fushun would go to the mountains every other day to see her, and by the way, they would set up some dragon gate formations with her. When asked about Gui Ying, Fushun always said: "She is in the city, she met a good owner, and she will take you over in a few years!" ”

"His mother lives over there," Fu Shun, who couldn't lie, pointed to a cave not far away, "Sister Gui Ying has never come back!" ”

"Didn't come back? Didn't you say she went to the station to go home? ”

"She said she was coming back, but I didn't know she was coming back until I wrote to my family."

"And where is she?"

"I don't know!"

"Hey, this crutch can't recognize a word, I'm afraid I don't know what happened at home!"

"I don't know. Now we go to see her mother once in a while, hey, poor blind old woman! ”

"Let's go check it out! I brought some money and brought it to the old woman, by the way...... Forget it, let's just say that Gui Ying is still working in the factory and can't come back! ”

"Gotta get it!" The father and son picked up their things and went to the cave first. Because it was too cold, the old lady gathered some dry firewood on the mountain, and did not care that there was no chimney in the cave, so she lit a fire. The cave was so black and smoky that people couldn't breathe.

"Wang Xianxian, you are not there!"

The old lady coughed and leaned out, vaguely recognizing that it was Fu Shun who answered, and went into the hole again.

Fu Shun led his godfather into the cave, Liu Yonghan covered his nose, where is this stinky cave where people live? The old woman's waist was bent at ninety degrees, and a silk handkerchief full of oil stains was wrapped around her head, and if it weren't for the two "blind" big eyes, she wouldn't have been able to judge the face full of smoke and dirt.

"Wang Xianxian, they all shouted that you should stop lighting a fire in the house! Didn't I carry charcoal the day before yesterday? You put the charcoal in the wind cage. What are you going to do when you set the bed on fire like that? Fu Shun scooped a scoop of water from the water tank outside, extinguished the pile of firewood, and the black smoke turned into white mist.

"It's good to burn it, burn me, an old immortal! Cough...... cough......" The old lady coughed again, and there was a continuous sound in her throat, and a terrible echo sounded in the cave.

She looked up, vaguely at a well-dressed stranger, and suddenly burst into tears. "Gui Yong'er? You're back? "Hey, this poor old man, when he sees a middle-aged man, he will think that it is her dead son!

"Wang Xianxian, this ......"

"Sister Wang, I'm not your son, I'm Yang Guiying's owner, and she works in my factory!"

"Gui Ying?! Oh, the dead woman, is she still alive? "Perhaps, the old lady really forgot that she had a daughter!

"Live well, Sister Wang, she is weaving in the weaving factory at this time, she may be doing it, we have to work for the New Year, she won't come back, you see, this is her year's salary, I will send it back to you!"

"Oh, money? I don't want it, you give it to him! The old woman pointed at Fushun, "Anyway, they brought me all the food I use, you can give it to him!" Oh, this dead woman, I thought she had forgotten about this hateful mother! His brother left, and she didn't come back to burn the paper, even if Gui Yong beat her and scolded her, it was her brother! ”

"Wang Xianxian, I burned it for Sister Gui Ying, and she really can't come back. I'll take this money first, and I'll keep an account for you! ”

"Remember, remember, after the New Year, you help me to the fork of the river, and I will go to see my puppy! I don't want a penny, it's all for my puppy! "Little puppy" is the name of the grandchild whom the old lady called to her, who she had never even met.

"Good, good!" Fu Shun took the money and shed tears again, "Wang Xianxian, tomorrow is the New Year, I will pick you up tomorrow morning and come to our house for the New Year!" ”

"No, I'm not going anywhere, I'm in this bandit's den!"

Fu Shun picked up the charcoal that had just not been completely poured into the wind cage, took out some charcoal from under the bed, blew it and handed it to Wang Xianxian, pulled his godfather out of the hole, and came down the mountain!

Liu Yonghan had tears in his eyes. He couldn't imagine that there were still people living in such harsh conditions in this day and age. It wasn't until Fu Shun pointed to the tiled houses that he understood that the reason why the old lady chose to live in the cave was to escape, and perhaps only by escaping could she survive!

The arrival of the guests made the Yang family extremely happy, especially Yang Zegui, after seeing that this "five big and three coarse" cultural people were not the white-faced educated youth in the mud ditch at all, he laughed a few times and limped into the hall.

Shufen cleaned the house yesterday, and even the cobwebs on the roof were cleaned without a trace, Yang Zegui used a large bowl with some oil stains to scoop half a bowl of mash wine from the jar, Liu Yonghan drank it all, and he didn't feel cold.

This half bowl of mash is the highest courtesy that Ishibashi treats guests. As soon as the cold wine was served, the hot mash eggs were served on the table again. Liu Yonghan did not refuse to come as usual, and ate two eggs in one go.

"Brother Yang, I've heard Shun'er mention you for a long time, you are a powerful person!"

"What a capable person, this waste leg, the whole person is wasted!"

"Qiu Ming wrote "Zuo Chuan", and Sun Bin wrote "The Art of War" without legs. It's amazing that your old brother can support a family on one leg! ”

Yang Shuzi, who was in high school, only understood the second half of the sentence, and Shufen, who was on the side, stared at her in surprise, this uncle who can write and be good at martial arts really deserves his reputation.

Liu Yonghan grabbed a large handful of candy from his pocket and handed it to Shufei, who was lying on the table doing her homework. "You're Xiao Shufei, right? I often hear your brother say that you are so neatly written! ”

Shufei, who heard the praise, blushed and went into the house with her homework book.

"Shufen? The little girl is so beautiful, I can't tell you can do farm work at home! Liu Yonghan put down the bowl, took out a large stack of books from the two boxes just now and put it on the table, "This is for you, I heard Fushun say that you like to read poetry, here are all works of contemporary poetry masters, if you really couldn't read it a few years ago!" ”

Shufen picked up the book and walked to the back room.

There were only three men left in the hall. Yang Zegui took out half a pack of paper cigarettes from the crumpled cigarette pouch, took out one and handed it to "Scar Liu". Liu Yonghan waved his hand, don't look at him always carrying a cigarette on the dock, he really doesn't know this thing.

After a short break, Shufenniang beckoned Fu Shun to go over to make glutinous rice cakes. Liu Yonghan took the initiative to ask for help, and together with Fushun, he waved the heavy hammer stick and smashed out the fragrant glutinous cake......