As the head gradually fell to the west, the heat slowly disappeared, and the air that seemed to be burning at noon quickly cooled down and became a cool breeze.

The yellow-throated marten and the little flowers, who were hiding in the shade to rest, seemed to have found their vitality again, and began to run around the yard, causing the chickens in the yard to fly everywhere. However, what reassures Liu Rui is that after the yellow-throated marten, which originally used all kinds of wild birds as a good meal in the jungle, came to the house, its surname was much more restrained, and it would not harm the poultry at home.

It and Xiaohua just like to play around, and must make a mess of the yard, as if this is the only way to show their presence. At first, Zhang Guizhi was a little worried that the yellow-throated marten would hurt the chickens in the family, but seeing that they were just playing, he let them go over time.

After a long time, the liveliness of the Liu family's compound also made the Liu family get used to it.

Xiao Hei was still lazily lying in the shade at the base of the wall, sticking out his tongue and panting, for it, this kind of autumn tiger raging weather, it was really not very loving.

A few high-pitched and clear birdsong came from the woods on the nearby hills, and it was the orioles singing, perhaps, for them, this safe mountain forest was paradise. The magpies who were resting in the nest just now also began to move, and they jumped back and forth on the osmanthus tree, as if echoing the same kind in the woods, and for a while, the scene became much more lively.

Zeng Ying and Guo Hailan, sitting on the chairs, listened to the melodious birdsong, as if they felt that they had touched the breath of the mountains and forests, ethereal and energetic. For those who have lived in the city for a long time, how have they ever experienced being so close to nature at home? At this time, they had the illusion that the entire Liu family compound was a part of nature at all, and it was perfectly integrated into the surrounding environment and could not be separated.

Hearing the call of the magpie in the tree, Liu Rui knew that it was time to feed again, smiled and put down the book in his hand, got up and went into the house to get a bowl of corn.

These corns are the fruits of Liu Rui's planting and harvesting in the traditional way, and the taste is average, so Liu Rui uses them to feed chickens, ducks and birds. In order to make it easier for the birds and chicks to swallow the corn, Liu Rui also deliberately took it to the village rice mill and ground it into granules.

As for the corn that grows in those spaces and watered with spring water, because the taste is really delicious, Liu Rui and his family and relatives eat a lot while it is fresh, and the rest is also dried and stored, ground into flour, and boiled corn porridge.

Seeing the stainless steel bowl in Liu Rui's hand, the birds in the trees and the chickens in the yard suddenly lit up and rushed in the direction of Liu Rui. For them, eating delicious corn kernels from this shiny round object every afternoon has become an essential treat.

Looking at the swarming chickens and magpies flying from the trees, Liu Rui's heart was filled with a warm warmth, and he grabbed a handful of corn and gently sprinkled it on the stone slab in the yard. Soon, Liu Rui's feet were surrounded by dozens of chickens, including a few black and white magpies, and everything seemed so harmonious.

This was not the end of the story, perhaps the call of the magpie was beckoning, and several yellow lightning bolts shot straight out from the nearby woods and landed lightly in the yard, joining the pecking ranks. These orioles are one of the most fearful birds, they are hiding in the jungle, and most people only hear their voices and disappear from them.

Immediately afterwards, chickadees, magpie robins, red-eared bulbuls and other rare birds also flew out of the woods and joined the feast, and the scene became even more lively.

Looking at the scene in front of them, Zeng Ying and Guo Hailan had seen each other, and they didn't know what to say when they opened their mouths wide for a while.

In the past, in the squares and parks of the provincial capital, they could often see tourists feeding the pigeons in the square with bird food, although the scene was also very warm, but there was more of a deliberate artificial emotion. There is no him, just because the square pigeons are all bred in captivity, too docile, and they have become accustomed to being fed, formed a conditioned reflex, and lost their spiritual surname.

Zeng Ying and the others knew at a glance that these birds were all wild, but they were used to living in harmony with the Liu family.

Dozens of chicks and a flock of birds peck together, each making a different sound, which at first glance may sound a bit noisy, but when you listen closely, it is like a natural sound.

After quietly watching the birds eat their fill, their wings fluttered, through the shadow of the osmanthus tree, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the woods, Zeng Ying and the others felt a surprise attack on them again.

On the smooth green brick floor, there were no bright red corn kernels, and there were spots of bird feces and chicken feces left behind, but Zeng Ying didn't feel dirty at all.

"Xiao Rui, why do these birds come to the yard to feed?" When Liu Rui came out of the hall, Zeng Ying was a little puzzled.

"Hehe, get used to it." Liu Rui smirked twice, pointed to the magpie above his head and said, "Originally, only these guys would come, but there were more and more birds during this time." ”

For the birds coming to the yard to forage, although they will consume more food, the Liu family is not too distressed. One is that the family's economic conditions are better now, and there is no pressure, and the other is that with the appearance of these birds, people feel happy.

In the countryside, there has always been a saying that only families with good feng shui and good luck will welcome all kinds of animals to stay, and in the past, swallows were mascots, but other birds were also good.

"Haven't you caught any of these birds?" In Guo Hailan's impression, bird hunting seems to be something that many people are willing to do.

"What are you doing?" Liu Rui made it to the chair and said with a slight smile: "They are like our family, living with us!" ”

Hearing Liu Rui's words, Guo Hailan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the birds singing around the yard, and quickly understood.

As Liu Rui said, they live together!

"Xiao Rui, now that the sun is not too big, can you take us out for a walk again?" Looking at the golden sunlight outside the courtyard, Zeng Ying felt an urge to go out.

"Rui'er, you just walk around the neighborhood, dinner is ready!" Seeing that Liu Rui was going to take Zeng Ying and them out, Zhang Guizhi stuck his head out of the kitchen and shouted.

"Got it, we'll be back in a minute!" Liu Rui waved his hand and replied to his mother.

This morning, Liu Rui has already packed up all the ingredients needed for dinner, and Zhang Guizhi only needs to cook step by step, so Liu Rui doesn't need to help in the kitchen.

Walking out of the courtyard, leaving the wide shadow of the osmanthus tree, the warm sunlight shone on everyone's body, making them feel the warmth of autumn. Compared to noon, the wind in the afternoon seemed a bit strong, blowing clothes and hunting.

The sunset is like a warm fireball hanging on the top of the mountain, swaying its heat on the ground, making the green mountains still full of life even in autumn.

In the mountains near and far, in the sea of green trees, you can occasionally see one or two maple trees that have been weathered by wind and frost, and the like, like a huge torch burning. The wind blows, and the sea of trees rises and falls, like real waves, making a roaring sound, which is the call of the mountains.

As the sun prepares to set, it is time for many birds to forage for food, and they are flying out of their nests deep in the woods and circling and dancing over the trees.

Liang Village is located on the outskirts of Xiaoqingshan, backed by countless mountain ranges, and it is not surprising that a variety of wildlife is emerging. However, the villagers of Liang Village are very simple, except for some mischievous dolls who occasionally dig out birds' nests, few villagers will take the killing of these elves in the mountains and forests. It is precisely because of this that although the ecological environment has been deteriorating over the years, a relatively harmonious scene can still be seen near Liangcun.

There were a few clear eagle cries in the sky, which were goshawks flying in the sky, waiting for an opportunity to go straight to the autumn field from high altitude to harvest their own prey. In autumn, there are many prey, and these goshawks naturally want to enjoy this wonderful time, if it is winter, although it will not be as heavy as in the north, although the mountains will not be covered by snow, but it will always be a bit troublesome to forage.

Liu Rui and his entourage walked on the field road, feeling the breeze blowing in their faces, breathing in the air with the fragrance of plants and trees, feeling soothed, and the pressure of work and life had long disappeared.

The small mirror lake in the distance, sparkling, is like a delicate artwork embedded in the mountains, which gives birth to everything in Liang Village.

In the village below the mountain, curling smoke has risen, and the pale cyan smoke is even more beautiful against the blue sky and white clouds. The faint moo of the cow in the wind was loud and melodious, full of pastoral atmosphere.

In the grass, all kinds of insects are trying to chirp, and they have to take advantage of the autumn to scream to their heart's content, or the weather will be a little colder and there will be no chance.

Liu Rui and the three of them were immersed in this picturesque scene, and the Taiwanese folk song "Country Road" flowed in everyone's hearts, warm and touching.

At this time, the piercing electric bell rang suddenly, it was the end of Liangcun Primary School.

Suddenly, the sound of the dolls cheering came from the far away from the school, making the originally quiet village boil for a while. No matter where they are, children are the hope of the future, and their laughter and happiness can infect those around them. Liu Rui even has the illusion that after the children get out of school, there is a little more vitality in the air, maybe this is a good feeling.

Although Liu Rui has seen such a scene countless times, he can't get enough of it, and every time he will have a new experience. Perhaps, life is a subtle change in the immutable, and the ordinary can always give birth to magic.

As for Zeng Ying and Guo Hailan, how have they ever seen such a warm mountain and Western beauty?

The warm sun, the spectacular lake, the silent mountain forest, the cosy village, the lively children and the joyful birds all come together to form a beautiful painting. There are no high-rise buildings, no neon signs, only the beauty of harmony between man and nature!

(To be continued)