Looking at the big monument standing outside the village, Zhao Xuan suddenly remembered that he had urinated on it when he was young, thinking of this, Zhao Xuan couldn't help but smile, but the faint fingerprints had already gone away with the wind, and it was difficult to find a trace.

And the person in front of this stele has already begun to change his appearance, but that longing is also something that no one else can replace.

Back in the village, Zhao Xuan seemed to have returned to the two years when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, and when he saw an acquaintance, he said hello, and after those people said hello, they suddenly remembered that they didn't know this person, but after carefully recalling this person's face, they were almost all surprised, "Is it?" That little student is Zhao Xuan! ”

But by the time they figured it out, it was too late, Zhao Xuan had already disappeared, although he regretted not saying hello to Zhao Xuan, coupled with that person's expression, he knew without asking that at this moment, this person was already eager to call Zhao Xuan back, so they hurriedly ran home to tell the people in their own family.

Although they are very Feng Ding's person is Zhao Xuan, but their family members don't necessarily think so, but some think it's true, one spread ten to hundred, within half a day, the people in the village already know, many times we don't underestimate the rural people, the speed of news spread among them is not comparable to the people in the city......

After walking for such a while, Zhao Xuan has already arrived at home, looking at the door of the old house, Zhao Xuan is a little embarrassed, at the door of the hometown, there are now two locust trees, dense shade, standing on both sides of the gate, it is also very good-looking, although these two locust trees have not really grown, but Zhao Xuan can see that the growth of these two trees is not long, but it is only two or three years.

But a tree can live for hundreds of years, but a person is only a few decades of time, for a tree, this is just a stage of his life, but for man, it is his whole life.

Three years, thinking about it, are three indispensable years in life.

He gently pushed the door down and shouted loudly, "Dad! Mother! I am back! ”

Zhao Xuan knew that during this time, there must have been a few more fine lines on his father's forehead, and there must have been a few more white marks on the tips of his father's hair, they watched us grow gradually, but we watched them gradually age, life and death, Zhao Xuan couldn't help but smile a little bitterly, thinking about the growth of such a long time, his appearance has changed a little unconsciously, presumably the current father and mother can't recognize themselves......

Zhao Xuan is a very observant person, otherwise he would not have come to this day, when he found these two locust trees, Zhao Xuan took a special look, so he found a more interesting thing, I don't know how the branches of these two trees grow, all of them are facing east.

It's not obvious, but if you don't stare at it closely, you won't be able to spot it.

After all, Zhao Xuan has been living here for seventeen years, even if he has been away for a longer time, Zhao Xuan remembers the location of every grass, tree, brick and tile here, and for no reason, such two big locust trees have grown, or two "crooked branch trees", it is estimated that anyone who sees this place will have a feeling that things are wrong and what is wrong.

But Zhao Xuan was a little puzzled, why did his father and mother plant a locust tree, is it just because the locust tree can be imagined as "nostalgia"? Zhao Xuan couldn't figure out the reason for the two elders, and he was a little unclear for a short time.

And these thoughts happened very quickly in his brain, and between the lightning and flint, Zhao Xuan had already finished thinking about it, and he didn't continue to think about it, because a familiar voice stood there cheering him on, and that familiar voice whispered in his ear: "Xuan...... Xuan'er? ”

Zhao Xuan didn't rush to the door, the inside of the door had been closed, Zhao Xuan saw that no one came to open the door for him, so he used the method of calling his father and mother when he came back late from reading a book when he was a child, knocking on the door with a "bang", thinking about himself at that time, he was really a child.

At this time, it was almost noon, Zhao Xuan was also a little hungry, looking forward to his father and mother coming to open the door for him soon, on this day, he had been waiting for three years, and they might have been waiting for three years.

Maybe it's getting older, the second elder's ears are a little back, and after being knocked on the door by Zhao Xuan, he finally heard it, Zhao Niang walked out of the house, "Who?" Don't knock, here we go! Here it comes! ”

When he heard his mother's voice, Zhao Xuan's face couldn't help but slip down two lines of tears, he had been looking forward to listening to this voice for three years, and now, he finally got his wish, wiped the tears on his face with his hand, Zhao Xuan shouted loudly: "Mother! It's me! ”

Hearing this voice, as if he was still a little unsure, he asked, "Who are you?" ”

Zhao Xuan patiently replied: "Mother! It's me! Xuan'er! ”

Hearing this familiar voice, the voice in the courtyard stopped abruptly, and at this moment, there was no one on the side of the road, everything seemed to be still, and in an instant, the world was still all of a sudden, Zhao Xuan didn't know how to describe it, but he knew that his mother must have choked up, and his mother was worried, and in the world, which mothers were indifferent to their children?

After a pause, then there was the sound of footsteps, and soon, Zhao Niang came to the door, opened the door, and when she saw Zhao Xuan's face, she gently stroked Zhao Xuan's side face with her rough fingers, looking distressed.

Zhao Niang didn't recognize this as Zhao Xuan at first glance, it's only been two or three years, why has Zhao Xuan grown so much, and his face is now angular and quite manly, and his face has darkened a lot, but it makes him even more handsome.

But Zhao Xuan can also see that in the past three years, Zhao Niang must have shed many tears for herself, and Zhao Xuan missed this family very much, Zhao Niang could see that in the past three years, Zhao Xuan's hardships outside must not be something ordinary people can bear.

Looking at the mother in front of him, Zhao Xuan was a little overwhelmed, how long had he not felt this way, but the tears flowed down disobediently, seeing that his son left tears, Zhao Niang was a little panicked, how long had she not wiped her tears for her son, there had been a lot of declines, and she said while wiping: "Son, hard work!" ”……

(To be continued...... ）