In the morning in the small mountain village, although the sun of early July has been shining brightly on the mountain, it still seems to be weaker than the sun in the city. Although it makes people sweat, it is a little more powerful than the cool breeze that bursts out of the mountains from time to time.

In the morning, the dew in the air has not completely dispersed, and if you look down casually, you can see crystal clear dew hanging from the blades of grass and the tips of the trees.

At this time, the scenery of the mountain village was very good, so quiet that there was hardly any noise, except for the occasional bark or two dogs that streaked across the cozy sky from time to time, and echoed back from the valley.

Such heavy dew is not a good thing for people who like to move a cool bed in the courtyard in the summer and have a cool sleep by the way.

Bei Hai is like this now, last night I moved a small cool bed and slept under the big tree in the yard, this night was a good sleep, but now, Chaolu has beaten the sheet on his head half damp and not wet, and the stuffy sheets make people breathe a little unsmooth.

The wet sheet is stuffy and cold like a soft iron sheet that is not ventilated, and this thing is obviously not so pleasant to cover the body!

Twisting his body, sticking his head out of the sheet, and letting out a long breath, Bei Hai closed his eyes and sniffed the refreshing air, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Whew! This night's sleep is endless! Lifting the quilt, Bei Hai turned over and put his bare feet on the big green and white board in the yard, and a heart-deep cool air rushed down the soles of his feet to the door of his head, and the refreshment made Bei Hai hum uncontrollably.

While rubbing the bluestone slab with his feet, Bei Hai turned his head and looked at his small courtyard.

The small courtyard is not much different from the ordinary farm yard, the whole is a square shape, there is a house on the north side and a house on the east side and a house on the south side, and a shed on the west side, the same tile roof as the house, but the part facing the courtyard is not a wall, but four large wooden pillars supporting the beams.

This shed was originally designed to raise large animals, but later the large animals of each family were gone, and all of them were replaced with walk-behind tractors, and it became a place to put tractors.

Bei Hai's family does not have a tractor, since Bei Hai's grandfather passed away, this small courtyard has been taken care of by Aunt Hu's family next door, and Bei Hai's parents and sister, including her sister, are all working in the county town and can't take care of the old house. In exchange, more than three acres of mountainous land in Bei Hai's family were handed over to Aunt Hu's family for farming, which benefited both.

Woke up and sat on the edge of the bed, looked up at the big tree above his head that covered the sun, through the branches and leaves of the big tree, the golden spots of light sprinkled onto the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, and the leaves swayed slightly with the morning mountain breeze.

I don't know if I was quiet in this scenery that I hadn't seen for a long time, or I remembered the childhood memories that this small courtyard once had, and Bei Hai, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, looked a little confused.

Twenty-five-year-old Bei Hai has not returned to his hometown for three years.

Although it is said that it is very envious that it is now mixed with the United States! That's right, the United States of America! Unlike those who sneak around and fight guerrilla warfare with the immigration bureau all day long waiting to get a green card, the book in Bei Hai's hand has been a passport with an eagle since he was seventeen years old.

According to the formal name, Bei Hai is now a serious Chinese-American.

Changing the American nationality does not mean that the appearance has changed, in terms of appearance, Bei Hai is not special, an ordinary face under the ordinary small flat head is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary, and none of the single facial features are brilliant, and there are no big waves when combined, or a look that is thrown on the street and will be ignored immediately.

Fortunately, the face is a little rounded, and the double chin is a little, which makes Bei Hai look quite affinity, especially when he smiles, he can add a little sincerity to himself, and he doesn't look like a bad guy.

The height is not too high, but it is definitely not short, and the height of 1.75 meters is good in China, but if you walk on the streets of the United States, it will become average again.

In the small county town of Bei Hai's hometown, when it comes to mixing in the United States, eight or nine out of ten people are envious when they hear it. Because in everyone's impression, the place in the United States is really good, maybe the kid in front of him is like a fish in water in the United States.

From the moment he returned to the small county town, from time to time, someone asked Bei Hai's parents: The son of the family is still in the same place, if there is no .......

In short, all of a sudden, Bei Hai went from being unpopular in the United States to becoming a sought-after item, and she went to meet two or three times in the way of love, and each time the girl was as beautiful as a flower, white and pure. Among them, there was a heroic girl with a simple personality who had just sat down for less than two minutes, and directly put her words down: As long as you take me to the United States, we can go to get the certificate tomorrow!

As soon as these words came out, Bei Hai was suddenly frightened.

Because Bei Hai knew in his heart that he was at the bottom of society in the United States, and to put it bluntly, he was a restaurant waiter. Although it has not been reduced to Cheng Dù, who pushes a cart to pick up rags, it is still one and a half stars above the poverty line.

Not to mention that it is far away from the middle class in the United States, it is a little far away from the middle class in China, and from now on, it is far worse than the two high school friends in China!

Tong Guò has been fooling around in the United States all these years, and Bei Hai has summed it up. Understand that this world is actually very realistic, if you have real money in your pocket, you will live better than others everywhere. If not, you should do something.

It's not necessarily true to say that Bei Hai worships money, at least this kid still believes that knowledge changes fate, and is ready to return to Los Angeles this time and go to class at night to learn a technology or something.

If things go according to Bei Hai's plan, then in the next two years, Bei Hai will not have any free time to spend with these girls who want to go to the United States.

It's almost impossible to protect itself, where does Bei Hai dare to provoke these girls, looking at this frame is not right, the blind date is a bit endless, and he sneaked back to the small mountain village in his hometown by going to the grave of his grandfather, preparing to spend a few days of refreshing days.

"Haiwazi, are you awake?"

Just when Bei Hai's fugue was too empty, there was the sound of Aunt Hu slapping the door at the gate, women in mountain villages are generally loud, and Aunt Hu's voice is definitely a big voice among the big voices, and it is absolutely refreshing at first glance.

"Wake up, third aunt! I'll open the door for you! Bei Hai lowered his head and found the slippers under the bed, and ran towards the front room.

I opened the door bolt and saw that the third aunt was carrying a basket on her arm, a large porcelain urn was placed in the basket, and there were a few pancakes next to it, which were baked on both sides with a little rice dumpling color, and I knew how soft the cake was by looking at the thickness of three or four centimeters.

"I've brought you breakfast" As soon as the third aunt saw the door open, she raised her feet and walked directly towards the courtyard.

"Thank you, Aunt San!" Bei Hai didn't close the door, took the trotter to move the small square table from the east room, and put two benches under the big tree together, and then went to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Aunt Hu Sanjie set up the food, pulled a stool and sat down: "Why don't you pick up a plastic sheet on the top of the bed in the courtyard, you can sleep comfortably when you fall early?" ”。

"It's okay, I fell asleep before ten o'clock yesterday, and I didn't open my eyes until just now, not to mention how comfortable it is" Bei Hai held a porcelain jar and scooped a jar from the big water tank in the courtyard, brushing his teeth and chatting with the third aunt.

The third aunt said with a smile: "The air-conditioned room in the city is not as comfortable as sleeping in this yard?" ”。

"It's really not as comfortable as this mountain breeze!" Bei Hai said with a smile.

When Bei Hai finished taking care of himself and sat back at the small table, Aunt Hu San had already put all the porridge and put the side dishes of the porridge into a small plate.

"Third aunt, you can also eat a little together" sat down and said, looking at the third aunt and waved her hand and said I have eaten, Bei Hai picked up the bowl and shook off his arms and sucked up.

In less than five minutes, an urn of millet porridge and a few pieces of pancake entered Bei Hai's stomach, and Aunt Xianghu, who watched Bei Hai eat, was also happy.

To say that the relationship between the three aunts and the Bei Hai family is the closest, the reason is very simple, in this small village, both families have foreign surnames.

This small mountain village is called Bujia Village, listen to this name to know that there are many people with the surname Bu here, there are a total of fifty or sixty households in Bujia Village, only two families are not surnamed Bu, one is the Bei family and the other is the Hu family.

Things in the countryside are generally about helping each other on a blind date, and it is normal for people with the same surname to be together. Although the Bu family in Bujia Village has not explicitly bullied the Beihu family, this kind of thing is born there, no matter how distant the cousins are, they are better than outsiders, right?

The surname Bu did not oppress the two families, but when it was the turn of the village, it would naturally not fall to the Beihu family. In this way, after a long time, the two Beihu families have the meaning of being connected by the same fate, and they are naturally closer than other families.

"Have you prepared everything for your grandfather and their grave?" The third aunt watched Bei Hai put down the bowl and immediately reached out to pick it up in the basket.

Bei Hai helped to take a hand: "It's all ready, it's all ready-made!" ”。 After speaking, he explained the offerings to the third aunt in detail.

Bei Hai is going to the grave of his ancestors, how can there be no things to worship ancestors, a bottle of sea blue bought from the county seat, and a few vacuum-packed beef ribs, plus four or five fruits or something, and six plates of offerings were gathered. Ancestor worship, of course, there is also paper money, paper ingots or something.

Hearing Bei Hai say this, the third aunt also nodded: "Enough, even if it is a six-color sacrifice for the New Year's Festival, it is enough!" ”。

The aunt and nephew talked for a while, and the third aunt went out of the yard with the basket. Bei Hai took a look at the sky and saw that it was almost dark, so he put the sacrifices, disposable paper plates, paper money and everything into a big plastic bag, and walked towards the ancestral tomb on the mountain with it in his hand.

The ancestral grave of the Bei family is very shabby to say, everyone is a lot of hundreds, and a few are dozens of graves, what kind of ancestor Taizu, the distant ancestor is stunned to toss at least ten or twenty generations.

There are only three graves in the Pei family, and all three of them are joint burial tombs. There are Pei Hai's grandfathers and grandmothers, grandparents, grandfathers and grandmothers, as for the top and above, not only Bei Hai doesn't know, even Bei Hai's father Pei Mingyuan doesn't know what it's called, maybe even Bei Hai's grandfather doesn't know. Until now, even Lao Bei's family doesn't even know which province their family moved from to this small mountain village.

This cemetery is quite far away, right on the saddle.

Yama Saddle is a local dialect that refers to a saddle-shaped mountain that connects two mountains. I heard that this place was picked by the grandfather when he was alive a long time ago, and at that time, he still entrusted his friend, a palm view of Tianyuan Temple, to pick the treasure land. What do you say that the descendants buried here are luxuriant, rich and noble.

Bei Hai doesn't believe this, the Pei family has arrived in Bei Hai, which happens to be four generations of single transmission, and the descendants are so luxuriant? Wealth or something is a shadowless thing. If it's really like the old way says, Bei Hai can still do the work of serving dishes in the United States? I've already done something that the wayward rich second generation should do.

As for the real person of Tianyuan Temple, I heard that he has lived for a long time, and the old people in the village used to mention that this old immortal was much slower than others.

However, it is a pity that the old fairy had bad luck in the last few years and encountered a period of ten years of turmoil. As a cow, ghost, snake god and feudal remnant, where can the old way be spared! The old man is also stubborn, and the other Taoist priests have almost run away, only he is still guarding the Taoist temple.

It is said that he was killed by a group of dozens of red soldiers who came down from the mountain, and in the end, even the Tianyuan Temple, which had been preserved for more than 300 years, was burned to tiles by the red soldiers.

Bei Hai has also heard another version of this story, that is, the old fairy became angry and burned dozens of red soldiers in the Taoist temple overnight, and all the heads were moved, leaving a dead body.

But this story can only coax children, an old man has done dozens of young people? And not a single one left! Even if others believe in Bei Hai, they don't believe it.

In the words of Master Xing, how could I believe such nonsense! Bei Hai speculated that Lao Dao had helped too many people before, and the villagers wanted to leave him a good result, if not, wouldn't it be in response to the old saying that God has no eyes, and good people don't live long?

Carrying the offerings, Bei Hai walked slowly along the road in his memory, along the small mountain road to the saddle, although this road is not easy to walk, but it is really much better than the previous wild road, Bei Hai remembered that this mountain was surrounded by ancient trees that were thick with one person, and then these ancient trees were cut down, and now the mountains are all new saplings that have just been replanted in the past five or six years.

After going around for almost an hour and a half, Bei Hai saw three graves, at the beginning Bei Hai did not dare to admit it, because these four graves were made of cement jointed stones into stone packages, and the tombstone was replaced with a whole and a half large stone, seeing the name on the tablet and the date, Bei Hai knew that the ancestral tomb of the family had been rebuilt.