Jing Zhiyi's courtyard has a long neck, in front of the tall gatehouse, there is a vacant land the size of three or four houses, and then forward is the main street of Jingjiagou, and the surrounding area of the vacant land is some locust trees that have been around for many years.

Jing Jizhong is a caring person. He had the grapes planted on the clearing, near the courtyard wall on the right, with branches and sticks, and the vines had already climbed all over the shelves, and small grapes grew one after another.

Every day after dinner, there are always some people who go to the grape trellis outside the courtyard of Jing Zhiyi's house to chat.

Jing Zhiguo has been like this every day for the past few days. Everyone who came greeted Jing Zhiguo warmly, ha!

Kuniko is back! Jing Zhiguo smiled, according to the seniority, whether to call aunt, or aunt, brother, or uncle, whatever you should call.

He found that almost all the people who came to his yard to chatter were surnamed Jing, and only once, a girl surnamed Qi, who was quite tall and thin.

Jing Zhiguo recognizes this girl, he has to call her aunt! The name is Hanako. When Huazi came, the sky was already hazy, and it was a girl, Jing Zhiguo didn't look at it carefully, but when he saw that Huazi smiled slightly, without words, he found a small pestle and sat down, quietly listening to everyone's chatter.

The sky was still bright, and I had eaten early, and slowly rubbed into the open space under the grape trellis outside Jing Zhiyi's courtyard.

Jing Jizhong never participated in the idle chatter of these people, and Jing Zhiyi's mother would still bring out a small wicker basket with roasted tobacco leaves, whether she participated in the chatter or not.

The number of people under the trellis increased from one or two at first, to a dozen or so later, and sometimes more, all of whom lived in nearby homes.

Find a horse or something to sit down, and some who came a little later simply sat on the stone bar on the front steps.

Light a bag of cigarettes first, and then slowly provoke the conversation, and begin to chatter in the dark, the east and the west are short, the world is beautiful and northern, what you know and hear, what has happened has not happened.

While chattering, he also waved his own straw fan woven from fine straw and slapped mosquitoes on his thighs and shoulders.

The young man chattered and laughed, and the older ones did not laugh, but smoked their cigarette pouches, and the fireworks in the pot of the tobacco pouch were bright and dark for a while, and the smoke coming out of the pot and the smoke from the smoker's mouth could be seen in the dark, and rose in a curling manner.

Occasionally, someone would say something ridiculous, and with a bang, people would laugh together, leaning back and laughing, but very rarely.

And with that, the moon rose into the sky. I don't know when, the fireflies came out, carrying a lantern flying all over the sky.

So the people dispersed, because the next day they had their own work to do. When Jing Zhiguo helped Jing Zhiyi clean up his things in the house, Jing Zhiyi told Jing Zhiguo that he had asked Huazi to bring the words to the second boy of the Qi family, and asked the second boy to call him when he went to the mountain to graze cattle in the morning.

Jing Zhiguo noticed that the little girl named Huazi also came, still like last time, and didn't speak, just found a horse to sit next to him, quietly, listening to the big guy's chatter.

Jing Zhiyi told Jing Zhiguo that Huazi was the uncle and sister of Qi Yonghe, the second son of the Qi family. Jing Zhiguo was a little strange, all night, he had been sitting on the side and listening to everyone's chatter, and he didn't see when Jing Zhiyi had spoken to the girl named Huazi, and asked Jing Zhiyi, Jing Zhiyi smiled and said nothing.

Later, Jing Zhiguo remembered that it was probably when Hua Zi had just sat down, and Jing Zhiyi asked him to go to the house to get a grass fan for Hua Zi.

The next day, the day was fine. When Jing Zhiguo woke up, Jing Zhiyi had long since disappeared. At this time, I heard someone shouting outside the gate of the courtyard, small country!

Small! Jing Zhiguo understood that he was woken up by this shout. He knew that this must be the second son of the Qi family that Jing Zhiyi said.

Hearing the second boy of the Qi family shouting Xiaoguo, he didn't know why, Jing Zhiguo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

How can our name be a small country! What a small country! Jing Zhiguo is a good name, but if the second boy of the Qi family shouts like this, it won't sound good!

Jing Zhiyi's mother came over from the east house and said, Guozi, the second boy is calling you at the gate of the courtyard! Jing Zhiguo hurriedly got up, stood on the kang, supported his arms on the lower half of the window lattice, poked his upper body out from the upper half of the window lattice that was propped up upward, and answered at the gate, belch!

Hear me! Let's get out! Jing Zhiguo saw that a little boy was standing at the open gate.

The little boy waved a long whip, and from time to time it made a crackling sound, and in the distance behind him, in the street, a herd of cattle hurried from west to east, their hooves rumbling on the ground.

Jing Zhiguo jumped off the kang, stretched out his feet and kicked on his shoes, how could he still care about mentioning it, and rushed out of the door. By the time they got to the gate, the second boy of the Qi family had already driven the cattle over.

Jing Zhiguo was a little puzzled, why did he go so fast! Thinking like this, he saw that the ox that was in a hurry to walk was not idle, but as he walked, he stuck out his head and bit the green leaves of the vegetable beans that grew from the fence of the street to the crops planted by the family.

Jing Zhiguo understood, it was not okay to walk slowly, and the cows that walked by this street every day would gnaw up everything on the side of the road.

The second boy of the Qi family waved his whip left and right behind the herd, looked back from time to time, and saw a child coming out of the gate of Jing Zhiyi's house, knowing that it was Jing Zhiguo, he happily shook the whip in his hand with a crisp sound, Xiaoguo, let's go!

Jing Zhiguo belched and agreed, and hurriedly chased after him, bending down to pick up the shoes he was pulling on as he ran. The second son of the Qi family drove the cattle and quickly passed the house in Jing Zhi Country that no one lived in, and they were almost at the foot of the East Mountain, and Jing Zhiguo came to him.

When the second boy of the Qi family saw Jing Zhiguo by his side, he smiled at him. Jing Zhiguo also smiled.

Jing Zhiguo saw that the second boy of the Qi family was about the same age as him, not big, with a dark face, small eyes, and a little swollen.

The two of them didn't say anything, followed the herd, and went straight to Dongshan. Because this Dongshan is in the east of Jingjiagou, the people of Jingjiagou call it Dongshan.

Nearby are the hills and hills, and further east, the mountains are steeper. From the east of Jingjiagou, it winds to the north of Jingjiagou, and embraces Jingjiagou in your arms.

The south and west of Jingjiagou are plains, the land is fertile, if you stand on the east mountain and look at the southwest, as far as the eye can see, you can see that it goes dozens of miles, until the distant horizon.

The eastern and northern mountains are overgrown with trees, some very tall and some very old.

It is said that since someone came to this Jingjiagou, this boundary has been like this. Because of the high mountains and dense forests, Dongshan is not suitable for reclamation and cultivation, and there is no need to cultivate again, and the crops produced in the southern and western plains of Jingjiagou are enough for the people of Jingjiagou.

For many years, the people of Jingjiagou have relied on the products of the mountainous areas in the east and north for generations, and the crops in the south and west have multiplied, and they will continue to this day and forever.