In a certain city in the southwest of the motherland, a beautiful western city. It is built between the green mountains and green waters, built by the mountains, living by the water, surrounded by mountains and rivers, forming a quiet, warm, leisurely and comfortable small city.

A river called Jinjiang meanders, passing through the center of the city, it is crystal clear in all seasons, you can see the fish and shrimp playing on the embankment, the green willows on both sides of the riverbank, the scenery is picturesque, known as "800 miles of Jinjiang, 800 miles of gallery". It is this picturesque Jinjiang River that gave birth to the people here, as well as the ethnic minority compatriots in and around the upper reaches of the river, mainly the Miao people.

The source of one of the school tributaries of the Jinjiang River is called the source of water, and there is a small mountain village called Yumatang. The village is surrounded by mountains, and the only stream flows through it. The small mountain village has little connection with the surrounding villages and towns, and it is also more than ten miles away from the nearest village. There are more than a dozen families here, with the surnames Dragon and Wang. In this beautiful and charming Taoyuan world, the villagers of Yumatang need to go out to catch up with the market to buy some daily necessities, and few people have gone out, and everyone lives a leisurely life in the mountains.

The villagers of Yumatang are all Miao, and because there is no special written and genealogical record before, the villagers do not know when their ancestors arrived here and how long they have lived on this land. But the old bell and drum tower at the edge of the village told people that this place should have a long history. The houses in the village are all tiled houses of local rural standards, and the layout is very neat, like a small market. The windows, eaves, and doors of each house are carved with a variety of lifelike patterns, making each house look solemn and mysterious.

Every morning, the villagers will hear the sound of reading aloud from the bell and drum tower, "At the beginning of man, nature is good......

The leader was an old man who was nearly eighty years old, and I saw him shaking his head and his expression serious, just like an old master from an ancient private school. Although he was nearly eighty years old, he was in good spirits, his face was moisturized, and his silver-white hair made him look energetic and feel more majestic. Following the old man read aloud were a group of five or six-year-old children, fifteen or sixteen, both male and female. They are not as serious as the old man, although they also shake their heads, but the discerning person knows at a glance that the clever little heads are shaking very naughty, and they do not have the concentration, seriousness, and calmness of the old man at all. Some of them will quickly make a face to the children around them after the old man walks by, still a small note or something, a happy scene.

As everyone read, a small head flashed in through the back door and quickly sat down in the empty seat in the back. Looking around, the old master didn't notice it, stuck out his tongue, showed a smug and sly smile on his face, and followed everyone to shake their heads and read the book of looking at the sky. But before he could be happy enough, a voice sounded in his ears:

"Long Yifeng, you're late again, tell me where you're going crazy today, or I'll spank you. ”

"Report to grandpa, I helped my father pick loquats. The naughty child named Long Yifeng stood up and replied "seriously".

"You're still helping your dad pick loquats? How are you helping your dad? Tell grandpa. The old man's serious expression couldn't hide Xiao Yifeng, because he knew the gentleness of his grandfather's eyes.

"Dad picks loquat on the tree, and I help him guard and eat loquat under the tree, it's very hard! He said as he rolled up his clothes, revealing his round belly.

"Giggle......" The children were amused by Long Yifeng, and the house suddenly became a pot of porridge.

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise! Long Yifeng, you memorize the three-character scripture and make a mistake and hit a board. ”

"Okay, I'll carry it. 'At the beginning of man, nature is good......"

Long Yifeng's small mouth recited smoothly one by one, his little head did not forget to imitate the appearance of the master, shaking his head, very cute, the crisp syllables echoed in the classroom, the children all looked at him with envy, and they were all thinking: If grandpa punishes himself for reciting, he will definitely memorize it wrong.

Soon, the old man ended his punishment of Long Yifeng, because he found that he was completely not stuck at all, and he memorized a large section very smoothly, and it would be a waste of class time to memorize it again. As a result, Xiao Yifeng's ass escaped again and was exempted from punishment.

The old man is Long Yifeng's own grandfather, because he had studied in the mountains when he was young, he had a little culture, and when he saw that there were more than a dozen children in a mountain village who were not taught, he took the initiative to become a teacher in the village. Except for a small food subsidy given to him by the village every year, there is no tuition fee. Their curriculum is also not as formal and rigorous as regular schools. Anyway, in the eyes of the villagers, children are just playing when they are young, and reading is one thing if they don't read. Just be able to write your name and go out to buy things without making a mistake. When the child is a little older, he is called back to share the teaching work. As the country's policies are getting better and better, and the lives of the common people are getting better and better, only in recent years have people gone out of the mountains to see the outside world and come back to know the importance of reading. In recent years, several older children have been sent to the town by their parents.

After school, Long Yifeng quickly packed his schoolbag and ran out of the teacher, and the old man had to look at his back helplessly and shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Long Yifeng did not go in the direction of his house, but walked outside the village. But before he could leave the village, he heard a voice calling to him: "Brother Yifeng, wait for me! Wait for me, Brother Yifeng." ”

Hearing this crisp voice, Long Yifeng didn't have to look back to know that it was Wang Jing, the neighbor's sister next door. Because the two families are close and the family gets along, the two of them grew up together, and Wang Jing is simply his follower. Stopping, Long Yifeng said excitedly: "Jing'er, I'll take you to see something good today." After speaking, he ran to Wang Jing's side, took her hand, and ran to the hills outside the village. Turning over the small hills, there is a wide rice field, and basically all the grain in Yumatang comes from this rice field.

The two ran on the ridge, Long Yifeng looked excited, but Wang Jing looked strange and confused. Several of the working adults stood up and looked at the two children with a smile. One of them, a man in his twenties, shouted, "Yifeng, where are you taking your daughter-in-law to play?"

Xiao Yifeng paused and said, "I want you to take care of it!" Big buffalo, go home and take care of your wife, don't let Dai Gang (a simple man in the village) run away." Then he grimaced at everyone, and pulled Wang Jing to run away quickly, leaving a laugh behind him.

Wang Jing let Long Yifeng take his little hand and run after him. The little face doesn't know if it's shy or tired of running, it's red, it's cute. Girls tend to mature earlier than boys, although at this time she doesn't know what a real daughter-in-law means, but she still knows a little. Therefore, every time someone jokes that she is Yifeng's daughter-in-law, she has already started to blush. Sometimes they run away with a puff of smoke. But Long Yifeng didn't care so much, he was messing around with others, not knowing how to be shy.

Through the fields, the two climbed halfway up another hill. Long Yifeng's footsteps began to slow down, he raised his index finger Wang Jing to be quiet, and then moved his steps cautiously, as if he was afraid of alarming something. Suddenly, there was a "poof" sound, and two white giant birds flew up from about three meters in front of them. The wings of the two giant chameleon birds were as big as the arms of adults outstretched, and in the blink of an eye, they leaped over the top of the mountain and disappeared into the mountain.

"Wow, Brother Yifeng, what kind of bird is that? It's so big and beautiful!" Wang Jing, who had just been startled by the sudden flying bird, sighed and asked in surprise.

"I didn't know, I saw a bunch of eggs when I was playing here at noon today, and I guess the birds will definitely come back, so I ran back after school to see them. I guessed wrong!"

"Ah, didn't you help your father pick loquats?"

"I'll play around when I'm full, otherwise why would Dad make me late?" After speaking, he rubbed Wang Jing's hair with both hands.

"Giggles, I'll tell grandpa when I go back, say you lied to him, see how he cleans you up!"

"I'm not afraid! I've memorized everything my grandfather taught, but I'm too young to go to the countryside to study. I heard that the villagers read different things from us. Phineas' books are very good, and there are many things I haven't seen before. ”

"My brother also has good books, but he just won't let me read them. When will I be able to see such a beautiful book?" Wang Jing's eyes were full of yearning for books and longing for her growing up.

"I'm six years old, you're five years old, I should be able to go next summer, you can't yet, you have to wait until next year, next year. But it's okay, I'm staying at the school and waiting for you. ”

"When is next year's next year?"

"You can only go after I go to the village to study for a year. ”

"No, no, I'm going to study in the countryside with you. When Xiao Wang Jing heard that she couldn't go to the township to study in the same year as Yifeng, her head shook like a wave.

"Then I can't help it, ask your dad to go. Hey, there's still a year. Let's take a look at the eggs. Long Yifeng pulled Wang Jing to the bird's nest, and this huge bird's nest was set on the ground, enough for an adult to squat. The outside is tightly tied with dry branches, and the inside is covered with hay, which looks quite comfortable. A pile of eggs the size of an adult's foot and thumb is neatly stacked in the nest.

Wang Jing stretched out her hand to touch the bird's eggs, and exclaimed: "There are so many eggs, they are so beautiful!"

Long Yifeng quickly grabbed her hand back: "You can't touch it with your hands, otherwise his two birds will smell that someone has touched their eggs when they come back, and they will move the eggs away and live in another place." Then you won't be able to see them outside. ”

The two of them watched for a while and decided to go home first and come back tomorrow. So he walked hand in hand to the village, only to see light smoke rising from the roofs of each house, and the people who had worked in the fields all day were driving their cattle and sheep home one after another.