On the flight from the United States to Huaxia Province F, an old man with white hair, a face of age spots, and a dead man was sitting on the back of a chair excitedly and nervously, and a Eurasian mixed-race child in his twenties was carefully taking care of the old man.

The old man came home from the rice country to worship his ancestor Fang Yun's grandfather Fang Changhe, leaning on the back of the chair, Fang Changhe muttered in a low voice: "Every time I get lost in my dream, the more I know how to read Sangzi at night." The young and the eldest are still away from home, and the local accent has not changed and the sideburns have declined. The moon is the hometown of Ming, and the people are the hometown relatives. The hometown is even more timid, and he doesn't dare to ask anyone. ”

"Grandpa, tell me about your hometown, but you've never talked to us about it." The man next to him said curiously.

A glimmer of light flashed in Fang Changhe's eyes, and his old face suddenly glowed with brilliance: "Grandpa's hometown, it is a quiet and beautiful small mountain village, although life is a little poor, but everyone lives very happily, loves each other, and helps each other......

When people are old, it is especially easy to fall into the memories of the past, and slowly tell their great-grandchildren about the familiar and unfamiliar hometown, and their hearts have long drifted to the small mountain village that haunts their dreams.

The hometown in my memory is so beautiful and peaceful, although the days are poor, but everyone lives very happily, the adults are busy serving the farm work in the fields, the old man squatting in the corner smoking dry tobacco and basking in the sun, while smiling and looking at the little guy running around.

Following the law of life of sunrise and sunset, the days are plain and happy, and my ancestors have been like this for generations, and I thought that my children and grandchildren would continue to live like this.

Although listen to some people who occasionally go into the mountains. It is said that now there is a fight outside, at first it was an invasion of the island country, and after driving away the invaders, the country was divided into two sides and fought inextricably.

But everyone didn't take it to heart, everyone was just honest farmers, as long as they could have something to eat, in fact, it didn't matter who lost or who won or lost in the village, and no one in the poor and white village would take it to heart, according to the old man, the whole village was robbed. It is not enough for the food and grass of the troops. Unless the braincase is broken, no one will fight the idea of the village.

It's just that the old man was wrong, although there is nothing valuable in the village, there are people. Although the population of Qiaotou Village is small. At that time, it was considered a large village in the nearby villages. It never occurred to me that even the poor jingle people would have an idea.

A squad of GMD troops broke into the small mountain village and broke the tranquility of the village. They grabbed strong men everywhere, hid in the mountains quickly and escaped a catastrophe, and were forced to be arrested into the army as soldiers with slow hands and feet.

In a daze, he followed the troops to the front line, and he was defeated in a daze, and he retreated to the treasure island with a group of defeated soldiers in a daze. After several turns, he went to the United States to become a black household, with no diploma and no skills, he could only sell coolies and even beg, and he was bullied and scolded countless times.

Fang Changhe missed his hometown very much, and he dreamed about it, but he didn't dare to go back, it was a ten-year catastrophe, and there was only a dead end to go back, and he had to affect his relatives and friends.

Slowly, with hard work, hard-working, Fang Changhe also gained a firm foothold in the United States, and later married a girl from the United States and began to take root in the United States.

At this time, Fang Changsheng still didn't dare to go back, because he didn't make any money, the old man was very strong, and he had a good face, if he couldn't return to his hometown, it would be better to die in a foreign land.

I finally got in touch with my hometown, but I learned that I was arrested or affected my relatives, and during the ten years of the catastrophe, because of myself, my family was beaten as reactionaries, and I was criticized in the streets, and I died of illness, and I committed suicide, and several brothers were all gone.

Fang Changsheng cried a lot, and felt even more that he had no face to go back to face his hometown father, so he just secretly remitted money back, and told Fang Zhong not to tell everyone about his news.

It's just that I'm getting old, and my body is no longer good, but I miss my hometown even more, and the leaves return to my roots, and the wanderer returns to my hometown. Fang Changsheng just wanted to go back to see his hometown before he died, and kowtow to the graves of his parents and brothers.

"Grandpa, it's here." Fang Zeyu gently interrupted Fang Changhe's memories, and he had the impression that his grandfather, who had been strong all his life, seemed to be crying just now?

"Dad (grandpa), slow down." A group of people surrounded and carefully escorted Fang Changhe off the plane, this time he went home to worship his ancestors, and Fang Changhe brought the whole family.

"Dog!"

An excited and trembling shout came, and Fang Changhe's body shook violently, and he couldn't believe that when he looked up, a white-haired old man with high spirits was walking towards him excitedly, surrounded by a group of people carefully guarding.

"Who are you?" Fang Changhe asked excitedly, the person who can call himself by his nickname is definitely his elder or someone older than himself, but he can't recognize people after decades.

"Dog, I'm your third uncle."

The old man was the eldest uncle in the village, and when he heard Fang Changhe go home to worship his ancestors, the old man was so excited that he didn't sleep all night, and he came to the airport to pick up the airport despite the obstruction of his family.

"Third uncle?!" Fang Changhe was taken aback, the old man in front of him was in good spirits, his face was ruddy, and he didn't look like a person who was more than ten years older than himself, but he could indeed vaguely see some of the appearance of the third uncle between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Dog, don't you even know the third uncle? But also, it's been sixty-five years, I haven't seen you for sixty-five years, and it's no wonder you don't recognize me, the little kid who caught the earthworm and fed little Ding Ding back then has now become a bad old man. Uncle Tai was excited and said sadly.

Catch earthworms and feed little Tintin? Everyone looked at Fang Changhe with admiration on their faces, Niu Man, such a bull thing is definitely not something that ordinary people do.

Fang Changhe's old face was flushed, but he was sure that the person in front of him was his third uncle, and how could the younger ones know about the ugly things they did when they were young.

Fang Changhe was entangled and melancholy, looking at the third uncle with tears and laughter, but he was secretly relieved in his heart, it seems that the villagers did not blame themselves, Fang Changhe's most worried thing is that the villagers resent themselves because of the people who were dragged down by themselves in the ten years of catastrophe.

However, his third uncle, his temper has not changed at all, he is still out of tune as before, he is a lot older, and his children and grandchildren are all there, and he also shouted loudly to shake out his ugly things.

Originally, Fang Changhe thought that when he saw his relatives, he would be so excited that he couldn't help himself, knelt on the land of his hometown and cried, crying darkly, crying so much that his liver and intestines were broken, and he vented all his grievances and fears for decades.

But now, although he was very excited, he didn't mean to cry, he was beaten by the third uncle, and he couldn't cry if he wanted to, Fang Changhe suddenly found that he could be very calm, but it seemed to be good?

Knelt down in front of the third uncle with a plop: "Third uncle, I'm back." ”

Uncle Tai touched Fang Changhe's white hair with a kind face: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back." ”

The corners of Fang Yun's eyes twitched, although he knew that this was a very exciting and sad occasion, he didn't know why, Fang Yun just wanted to laugh, it was really too weird to see this scene in front of him.

An old man who looks like he is in his sixties, comforts an old man who looks like he is in his nineties with a kind face, and people who don't know the inside story definitely laugh when they see it, mainly because Uncle Tai looks like an old naughty boy, and he really can't hang out with the word kindness.

Not only Fang Yun felt this way, but everyone present felt this way, Fang Changhe's two sons and a daughter were even more dumbfounded, but his father was kneeling, and as a junior, he would definitely have to kowtow together.

"Hello third uncle."

"Uncle Tai is good."

More than a dozen people in Ulala knelt down and kowtowed together, shouting quite neatly, obviously when they were in the United States, Fang Changhe had already explained to them how to call people.

"Okay, everyone, get up, it's cold on the ground." Uncle Tai was relieved and thought of stepping forward to help everyone.

Where did Fang Yun and the others dare to let Uncle Tai help people by himself, Uncle Tai has the largest seniority in the village, and he is an old birthday star who is more than 100 years old, if he accidentally flashes to his waist, he will have to split himself alive when he goes back to his parents and parents.

Helping Fang Changhe's family, Fang Yun and the others took a few steps back, knelt down and kowtowed to Fang Changhe together, and shouted respectfully: "Hello, grandpa." ”

"Okay, everyone, get up, it's cold on the ground." It was Fang Changhe's turn to be relieved, so Fang Changhe's group of grandchildren and great-grandsons Ulala stepped forward to help Fang Yun and the others.

Fang Yun and others' actions caused everyone to watch, kowtowing is not popular these days, and a group of people take turns kowtowing, pointing and pointing is like watching a monkey show.

"Uncle Tai, grandpa, let's go back first." Seeing that the two old men had endless words, as if they were ready to talk about him at the airport for three days and three nights, Fang Yun had to open his mouth to interrupt them.

"Yes, yes, yes, if there is anything to say, it's strange cold here, it's not as warm as our hometown at all." Uncle Tai nodded hurriedly.

"Uncle Tai, grandfather, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, let's go home!" Fang Yun shouted, and the villagers who came to pick up the plane with him lined up on both sides, bending down to welcome the grandfather's family home.

A team of limousines stopped in front of everyone, Bentley, Rolls-Royce, Maybach, and everyone was amazed. Considering that he wanted to handle the key points of Delong, Fang Yun specially called Li Pengfei to borrow a car, and the next day these luxury cars were sent to the village.

Originally, Li Pengfei wanted to send some top-level sports cars, but Fang Yun refused, feeling that he was not stable enough. Not only that, but after Li Pengfei knew that Fang Yun was going to the airport to pick up people, he made a phone call, and Fang Yun's car drove directly into the airport.

"Brother, is your village so rich? Have you driven such a luxurious car? Fang Zeyu asked Fang Zheng who was driving with a shocked face, didn't grandpa say that his hometown was very poor? Doesn't look like it? I have never touched such a top-notch luxury car.

Fang Zheng grinned and said, "What brother, you have to call me uncle according to seniority." ”

"Uncle." Fang Zeyu immediately shouted, Grandpa Tai has already explained, this time he went home to worship his ancestors, and he came according to the rules of his hometown, but he couldn't be so casual like in the United States. (To be continued......)