This is a vast rice field, slender and longitudinal, the field is like a chessboard, as far as the eye can see, there are no mountains and no ravines in a radius of more than ten miles, and a horse is flat.

It is late autumn in the season, there are only some withered yellow weeds left on the slender Mo swaying in the wind, in the center of the field, rows of neatly standing rice stubble hidden in the black soil, this is after the farmers cut the autumn rice, deliberately left, when the spring ploughing of the next year, the field will be turned over, the root stubble of these rice will be covered under the soil, slowly rotting, becoming the most convenient and effective fertilizer.

The grain has been returned to the warehouse, and the farmers have been busy for a year, and now there is not much left of the farm work, so that there are no people in the field, only countless birds flying around, feeding on the scattered grains on the ground, preparing for the long winter.

At this time, a young man walked from the far side of the ridge, the young man was holding a rattan cane in his left hand, carrying a small burden behind him, dressed in a blue cloth robe, covered with wind and dust, and seemed to have walked a lot.

The young man looked up into the distance, then stopped, holding the cane in both hands, and looked into the middle of the field, a place surrounded by trees, where the eaves were warping and the smoke was curling, and it was evident that this was a small village.

For travelers, a small village represents a hot meal, it represents the enthusiasm of the villagers, for the wanderer, the village represents the warm family, the love of parents, therefore, as long as you see the village, it is equivalent to seeing hope, seeing warmth.

The young man looked at the distant village, his eyes flashed with excitement, and then quickly turned to sadness, he wanted to hurry back and see with his own eyes this place that had haunted countless dreams, but he was afraid, because there were too many unforgettable memories left here, and every memory was bloodshot and painful, and he was afraid that as long as he tore off the skin on the surface, the bloody flesh underneath would be revealed.

This young man is Yun Qi, the little pot back then.

After nearly half a month of trekking, he finally walked out of the mountains, and inquired all the way before arriving here, he didn't know how many miles he had walked, how many counties and towns he had crossed, but no matter what, he was finally back, in front of Shannan Village, he was very sure, because this is where he grew up since he was a child, Yun Qi was too familiar with this place, and he even knew that he was back when he was still far away from his hometown.

The unique color of the soil of his hometown is so familiar, the sound of the wind blowing through the reeds is so kind, he feels that he can hear the sound of the earth breathing, and those kind country sounds, like a pot of warm wine, iron his internal organs extremely comfortable at once, he has traveled a lot of places over the years, listened to a lot of strange voices, and even can speak several dialects, but Yun Qi did not expect that when he heard the words of his hometown at first glance, he actually had an emotion that made him want to cry.

Walking all the way forward, with excitement and sadness all the way, he wondered himself countless times, is this another dream? When I walked here, I could see my village from afar, and I finally came back from my confusion, and I really came home, I am a child of this land, and I have been away from here for too long, too long.

Hometown, I'm back. Yun Qi shouted loudly in his heart. However, his heart is full of sadness, his hometown is definitely not the warm appearance in his memory, the whole village is dead, more than 160 people, they all died in various tragic ways, Yun Qi often thinks of those tragically dead villagers in his mind, the appearance of the village in front of him is still there, but people are no longer there, as the so-called things are people and everything is not resting, and tears flow first, which is probably their current state of mind.

Since you have reached the entrance of the village, you must walk in, otherwise those grievances will never be unraveled, and no matter how thick the scars are, you must also uncover them, otherwise it will always be a wound in your heart and will never be healed.

The more he walked forward, the more scared Yun Qi became, his heart was beating into a ball, he wanted to see people, but he was also afraid of seeing people, and he was afraid to see people, and he was afraid of being close to home, probably saying that this is the feeling.

The big ginkgo tree at the entrance of the village is still there, but it seems to be much smaller, the ginkgo tree in my memory is both tall and big, four or five people can't hold it, now it seems, it doesn't seem to be as big as imagined, the trunk is still empty as usual, it is black inside, I can't see what is hidden inside, there are some red cloths tied on the trunk, floating in the wind.

What is the situation in the village, Yun Qi can't see clearly, as far as the eye can see, there are all houses and trees, most of the trees are original, some are planted later, the tree circumference is not thick, they did not exist originally, now there is, but it does not seem abrupt, after years of growth, they have long been harmoniously unified with the surrounding environment.

"Young man, who are you looking for?" A loud voice sounded behind him, startling Yun Qi. There is a person who stands quietly behind him at some point, and he doesn't realize it, where have all these years of hard workout gone? If this is his enemy, then wouldn't he already be in danger, Yun Qi broke out in a cold sweat.

Slowly turned around, the muscles of the whole body secretly gathered momentum, the rattan cane in his hand slightly left the ground, but the hand holding the rattan cane relaxed, five fingers rhythmically twisted the cane handle, the palm was hollow, a gust of autumn wind blew, and it swam away from the palm, and the palm felt more comfortable and dry.

He was like a leopard, ready to leap and pounce.

When he saw the person behind him, Yun Qi breathed a sigh of relief, this is a person dressed like an old farmer, not quietly following him, this person has been sitting under the poplar tree opposite the ginkgo tree, there are some umbrella skeletons on the ground, as well as some cut oilcloth, it turns out that this is a master who makes umbrellas and repairs umbrellas.

When I came from the village, because I was all about the ginkgo tree, and the master happened to be sitting behind the tree, I actually ignored such an obvious goal.

Yun Qi smiled slightly, arched his hands, gave a salute, and said to the master: "This uncle is invited, I am here to visit relatives, may I ask if this is Shannan Village?" ”

"Young man, our village is called Lost Village, not Shannan Village." The umbrella repairer replied.

"Lost Village?" Yun Qi was so surprised that he almost jumped up, and looked up at the village again, looking at the huge ginkgo tree, this was definitely the Shannan Village he was familiar with, how could it become a lost village now?

"Yes, our village is called the Lost Village, young man, are you going the wrong way?" The umbrella repairer stopped what he was doing and asked with concern.

"Ahh I haven't asked my uncle for my surname, but I don't know if my uncle is from this village? Yun Qi decided to break the casserole and ask to the end, if he didn't figure it out, he would definitely go crazy.

"Hey, what do the countrymen respect their surnames or not, my surname is Feng, you can just call me Uncle Feng." The umbrella repairer replied with a smile. "I, it's from this village, you look forward from here, the family with a tree over there is my family, I've lived in this village for four or five years, because I have the craft of making umbrellas, so the people in the village call me Oil Umbrella Feng, young man, do you want to buy an umbrella?"

Yun Qi waved his hand, wanting to refuse, but after thinking about it, he squatted down again, looked at the umbrellas that Feng placed on the ground, as if picking, and asked casually: "Uncle Feng, you said that you have lived here for four or five years, so has this village always been called the Lost Village?" It's a strange name. ”

"I don't know what the name of this village is. What about me, it turned out to be a person from Yundai Town, the ancestral family is to make umbrellas, my family has passed down to my generation, there are two brothers, and I have a big brother above, as usual, it is the eldest brother who takes over the ancestral craft, opens the door and sets up a household, I am not qualified, but five years ago, the county lord posted a list of texts, saying that the county wants to build a new village in a place in Jinshun Township, as long as someone is willing to migrate to the past, each person will be given five acres of good land, and even the house can be allocated if you sign up early. I thought at the time, anyway, I can't be a family at home, I can't compete with my eldest brother for family property, so I took the lead in registering, I thought, if I go to a strange place, I continue to do ancestral crafts, and I won't compete with my eldest brother for business, my eldest brother shouldn't say anything about me, I discussed it with my eldest brother, and my eldest brother also agreed with my idea, so I came over. After arriving at this place, the government told us that the name of this village is Lost Village, and it really allocated me five acres of fertile land and gave me a set of tiled houses, I am very content, after all these years of hard work. My umbrella has been very famous in the vicinity, several towns and villages near most of the use of my umbrella, two days ago a merchant on the road saw my umbrella was very satisfied, said that in the future ready to buy a large number of goods, to sell my umbrella to the Nanyang side! ”

"So, all the people in this village moved here five years ago?" Key asked.

"yes, we both moved here five years ago. Everyone from all over the county, after registration, screening, and then was brought here, when they first came, everyone did not know each other, after a long time, they gradually became familiar, everyone is very strange, such a good village, why no one lived in it before! You see, this ginkgo tree has been growing for hundreds of years, and the fields outside are really called good fields, how fertile they are! I really don't know what the old county man thought before. However, we are all very grateful to the current county master, it is because of him that we have lived a good life, because of him, we have found such a paradise, I really hope that such days can go on for a long time. ”

"The old man? The county magistrate is still in exchange? Yun Qi pretended not to understand and asked in surprise.

"Young man, of course the lord of this county is different, every lord has time to be an official, they say that for one term of office, for the benefit of one party, this term, it represents a cycle of being an official, and when the time comes, it will definitely leave, if it is not promoted, if it is not a flat adjustment, if a mistake is made, there is also a dismissal." Oil Umbrella Feng flaunted his erudition.

"Then did the original county lord expire, or did he get promoted and left?" Yun Qi asked.

"I don't know about this, but I heard gossip from someone who said that it seems that the county master made some mistake before leaving, isn't this nonsense? The county lord is a Wenqu star, how can they make mistakes, it must be the gossip of those idlers who are boring and arranged, and they can't be taken seriously. The oil umbrella Feng snorted sideways to the ground, and then continued to make the umbrella.