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Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the day's hard work is over, and after taking a hot bath, He Kun lies on the wooden shelf bed.

Outside, the night was silent, except for the occasional chirping of birds and the barking of dogs.

At this time, the moon had not yet climbed the mountain, and the window seemed a little dim, sparse shadows, the breeze blew, and the ginkgo branches outside the house swayed with the wind.

He Kun lay comfortably on his side, recalling the busyness of this day, and gradually fell asleep in a daze.

In the morning, the rooster crows and the cuckoo bird cries happily. He Kun got up with the wooden bed frame, got dressed, and washed up with a basin of cold water.

For breakfast, grandma left the pot early in the morning, the boiled red bean porridge was sticky like brocade, and a few steamed buns were left over from yesterday, with some home-pickled side dishes and a plate of freshly picked wild vegetables.

There was nothing important today, He Kun drank porridge slowly and methodically, ate some food, and was very leisurely. The pickled side dishes at home are moderately salty and spicy, and the porridge is the most refreshing.

I remember that when I was studying in other places, every time I came back, I would come to my grandmother's house and bring a few cans back, and usually make noodles in the dormitory or something to eat.

The wild vegetables are mixed out of gray cabbage, with a hint of fragrance, with sesame oil, the fragrance is incomparable, eat the steamed buns, the sandwich vegetables, the red bean porridge has a hint of purple, the rice beans are stewed and the flour is thickened.

Take a sip, beautiful, a meal, He Kun tossed for more than half an hour.

It's rare to be so leisurely, after eating, I found a book at random, moved a bamboo chair, and went to the ginkgo tree in the yard, and I got up with the freshly brewed green tea on the side, which I enjoyed.

The top of the head is the green shade of the ginkgo tree, lying down at will, looking at the landscape prose, but it is a complementary thing.

Spring is not a day for reading, it may be the season of spring flowers, He Kun just sat for no more than half an hour, and the chatter under the eaves began to make noise, which was very annoying.

However, swallows are beneficial birds that can help farmers eliminate many pests, mosquitoes and flies. Therefore, people in the mountains rarely go to drive away swallows, and they are afraid that they will not make nests under their own roofs.

I remember when he was a child, he and a few naughty ghosts in the village, what he liked to do the most was to pick up the swallow's nest, one by one, with a bamboo pole more than two meters long, a little poke, and the muddy nest was instantly broken.

The children who fell were divided into parts, and each hugged his own family to feed, but it was generally a premature death. For this reason, several people were beaten.

No matter what, He Kun turned his head and looked at the lotus leaves in the pond by the yard, the jade was as bright as green, the fruit tree seedlings transplanted on the left and right sides were tall and jade, and the fish in the pond spit bubbles from time to time, revealing their existence.

In the small courtyard, the newly built grape trellis has been crawled with vine branches, the emerald green branches and leaves are swaying in the wind, and some of the space flowers that He Kun has sprinkled have begun to emerge by the fence wall. As far as the eye can see, the scene of spring is beautiful.

got up and took a turn, and this small courtyard looked more and more flavorful under its own tidying.

I had nothing to do left and right, closed the wooden door, and led Da Hei out for a walk.

Da Hei ran happily in front, stopping from time to time, or lying on the side of the road, waiting for He Kun to walk slowly by, his dissatisfied eyes were undoubtedly revealed.

One person and one dog, just run and stop, all the way to Qinglong River Bay, in the open field of vision, green trees, mostly willow trees, He Kun picked a willow branch, chopsticks thick.

The willow branch skin is very interesting, when he was a child, He Kun often played, skimmed a willow branch, and rubbed the willow branch vigorously, but be careful not to break it.

Waiting for the bark to loosen, he pulled out the branches inside, and slightly pinched off the gray old skin on the willow branch bark, revealing a green piece of skin.

The simple flute was made, looking at the simple willow flute in his hand, He Kun smiled happily, he didn't expect that after so many years, this craft has not been lost.

Approaching the mouth, blowing gently, the quiet sound, faint, with a little childlike fun.

These are all indispensable pleasures in childhood, and the big black next to He Kun seems to be quite interesting, stretching out his paws and constantly pulling.

"Don't make a fuss." He Kun gently waved away the dog's paw, handed over the willow branch flute in his hand, and pulled a small willow branch into a knot again.

Looking at the many wildflowers on the side, I picked a few, plugged them in, and put them on the big black head, which looked very cute.

Walking along the river bay, I saw that the water chestnut seedlings were a little far away from the river, and it was really difficult to eat water chestnut in the future.

He Kun has already begun to think about summer now, don't blame, eating and drinking are not.

Looking at this Qinglong Bay with a leisurely attitude, He Kunjue's people in Baijian Village are really lucky, in those years when there was no food, at least there was still some food here, and I didn't hear that there was a phenomenon of starvation in Baijianshan Village in those years.

I walked around, I didn't meet many people, except for a few little daughters-in-law washing clothes and vegetables in the river bay, talking and laughing, quite tasteful, in addition to the roosters and dogs barking in the mountain village, there is little sound, it is a word, quiet.

Leading the big black, slowly swaying to the edge of the river beach, looking at the big river water, the river beach mud is soft, walking on it is like walking on the sand grains, there is a feeling of the beach, I don't know whose buffalo is on the side, leisurely eating grass, no one is watching, I want to come, here are all people from this village, simple and kind.

By the river, I walked around for a while, found a clean place, looked at the grass was very soft, crossed my hands behind my head, lay down, crossed my legs, and looked at the blue sky above, a few white clouds, floating away.

The distant mountains are colorful, the bamboo forests and mountains on the left and right, green and oily, reflected in the river, the clear river water, with white waves, faint with a hint of green.

A bold water bird, a red-headed gull, less than ten meters away from He Kun, strolling on the river beach, among the reeds, a few kingfishers stood on the reeds, or looked back into the distance, or looked up at the sky, startled, quite a little elf.

One or two wild ducks swim slowly, the spring river plumbing duck prophet, and the spring scenery in the middle of the mountain is a river.

He Kun looked at such a beautiful scenery and was so intoxicating, and he became more and more confident in the thoughts in his heart.

At noon, a few simple vegetarian dishes, quite good, these days I have eaten too greasy, a little greasy, eat some wild vegetables, vegetables, light is just right.

He Kun drank a bowl of loofah soup, wiped his mouth beautifully, got up to make a pot of green tea, and then went into his room and made his own future plans.

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