The Zhuo family courtyard at the foot of the mountain has been completely built, two years of fine carving, the small courtyard that occupies a not very large area is exquisite and elegant, compact and staggered, the pavilions and pavilions inside, the shallow corridor and the low bridge are all original.

A mountain spring creek runs euphemistically through the garden, which is deliberately diverted from a short distance. The mountains on one side stretch for thousands of miles, and the beautiful trees on the side of the mountains are beautiful and prosperous, which is a fairyland on earth. Standing in the courtyard, you can overlook the prosperity of the city from a high distance, and you can also enjoy the leisure of escaping the world alone.

Let's put it this way, even if Zhuo Yang doesn't do anything and buys tickets for people to visit this place as a small attraction, it is estimated that it will be enough for him to eat and drink for the rest of his life.

However, after all, it is more than 30 kilometers away from the city center, Zhuo Tongtong and his wife Yang Hong still have to go to work, and they can't afford to toss such a long road.

Zhuo Tongtong and Yang Hong still live in the unit building of the compound on weekdays, and only on weekends do they drive over here to enjoy the two-person world for two days. Usually, the second gate of the courtyard gate is locked, and then the village chief Kezi is asked to help take care of it, so as not to make trouble. However, now that the school has been out for the summer, the couple took refuge early to escape the heat and enjoy the coolness, so uncomfortable.

After staying in the bustling and noisy city for a long time, Zhuo Yang didn't want to leave as soon as he stayed. He doesn't know why, but he always feels refreshed and refreshed when he lives here, his sleep quality is quite high, and he feels alive all day long. Maybe it's because of the air quality, maybe there are more trees and grasses, and there are more negative oxygen ions.

Ke Zi said that this should be a feng shui treasure. But Jing Fengdao, who stayed in the immortal view, said: What feng shui, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This place gathers the aura of the nearby mountains, rivers and plants, and then gathers the essence of the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, and is a place where the vitality gathers.

Ke Zi muttered: Pulling around, doesn't it mean that feng shui is good?

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After dinner, we talked and looked at the starry sky, which is not seen in a brightly lit city. Feeling a little tired, Yang Hong went to rest first, she was still recovering from the loss of her mother. Zhuo Yang and his father continued to chat slowly.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhuo Yang still didn't hold back, and asked his father the question he had been holding in his heart for a long time. "Dad, do you have ...... Hate your grandparents? ”

"Why?"

"Dad, you were only sixteen years old that year, grandpa and grandma, they ......"

"I see what you mean." Zhuo Yang is highly intelligent, how could his father be a stupid person, Zhuo Tongtong immediately heard his son's voice.

"Do you think that your grandparents didn't think much about me at that time, and only thought about other people's children, but made their own children orphans?"

"Almost...... That's what it means. ”

"Daddy actually...... At first...... I complained about your grandparents. Zhuo Tongtong took off his glasses, sighed, and wiped the lenses with the corners of his short-sleeved shirt. Dad was only sixteen years old at the time, and at that time, ......" Zhuo Tongtong didn't say any more.

The loss of a father at a young age is one of the most tragic sufferings in the world, not to mention the death of both parents.

"But later, I slowly understood, and I don't blame your grandparents. After all, Dad has lived with my grandparents for 16 years, and I am no different from other children in those 16 years, and your grandparents spoil me very much. ”

"Zhuo Yang, my good son. Dad once said to you that people only need to do one thing well in this life, do you remember which thing? ”

"What I'm doing now!"

"That's right, you have to be serious in everything you do, and the most important thing is to do what is in front of you. Life is the same, how can there be so many plans and then move, many things come to the front, you can only do him first. ”

"It's the same with your grandparents, they can't think about their children anymore in the face of floods, only the children in the school in front of them are the most important."

"To do things, in fact, there is not so much foresight, just keep your head down and do it. Life is like this, everything is judged and analyzed, and then done carefully, it will be boring. The hardest part of life is not that there are no choices, but that there are too many choices. ”

"Dad, I don't really understand."

"Slowly you'll understand." Zhuo Tongtong smiled mysteriously. "You are my son, I can understand, and you will understand."

The night is like an incomparably wide blanket, and the stars in the sky are like crystalline and shining gems adorned on this blanket. It's late at night, the city is still bustling in the distance, and the nightlife enthusiasts keep the whole city awake at night.

Zhuo Yang chatted with his father for a long time, talking about the people he met in Milan and the things he encountered, and about the nine mountains and oceans. also talked about Cheng Hao and talked about domestic football.

Zhuo Tongtong said: "Do you know what is the easiest thing in the world? What's the hardest? ”

"Criticism is the easiest! Critics are never wrong, always right. They only criticize and do not build, and do nothing. ”

"Like trolls on the internet?" Zhuo Yang interjected.

"Trolls aren't even critics, they're just habitually looking for a sense of existence."

"That'...... Isn't it like the readers in this book who like to give bad reviews? Zhuo Yang said: "Do you want the author to give them the pen and let them write?" …… Forget it, Dad, you go on. ”

"Yugong moves mountains!" My father said, "If Yugong had ten sons, and some of these ten sons made iron, some chiseled stones, some built bridges, some cooked, and some chopped wood, then the life of Yugong's family would go on, and the mountains would be able to move down." However, if the ten sons are all Lu Xun and Zhuo Yang, how do you think the Yu Guild wants to die? ”

"Hahaha......" Zhuo Yang was overjoyed, he didn't expect to be able to interpret Lu Xun like this.

"It's hardest to do things with your feet on the ground!" My father said, "Those who don't do things will never be wrong, and those who do wrong are people who are doing things, a truth that cannot be broken through the ages!" ”

"Under the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent!"

"In the current situation of Chinese football, everyone from managers to players, to the media and fans is responsible." Dad said.

Zhuo Yang nodded: "Cheng Hao said the same thing. ”

Dad stood up and moved his hands on his waist, twisting from side to side. "Cheng Hao is very admirable, he is actually the most qualified person to scold Chinese football. With his pen, he can be famous and profitable just by criticizing, and he can be completely comfortable and comfortable to be a football Lu Xun by your side. ”

Dad sat back down in the chair and lifted his legs like Zhuo Yang to put his feet on the railing of the water pavilion.

"Zhuo Yang, you will be 23 years old in a few days......"

"yes, you'll be 23 in a few days." Mother Yang Hong turned out of the small building and picked up the topic. Seeing that his wife came to enjoy the cool even when she was not asleep, Zhuo Tongtong got up and moved the chair back and let his wife sit down.

Zhuo Yang let his father sit on his own chair, and he rode on the railing against the pillar. The moonless sky is starry, and the summer night breeze quietly sweeps across the pond, gently shaking the starlight in the water.

"You're already 23 years old, when are you going to bring a girlfriend back for your mother to see." Yang Hong said.

"Mom......" Zhuo Yang rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed. …… 23 years old and not a ......."

Mom waved her hand. "There are two things this year, first, you won the gold medal of the Golden Chopin Competition." Zhuo Yang nodded hurriedly.

"Second, it's just August, and you have to find a girlfriend within this year, not those scandals in the newspapers, but the kind of serious girlfriend."

"Mom, have I ever had a girlfriend who wasn't serious?"

"Mom doesn't care!" Yang Hong, the head of the family, was categorical: "Next time I come back, at the latest this time next year, you will bring your girlfriend to see me." ”

"Mom...... you ...... Does it count...... It's a legendary ...... Forced marriage? ”

"Hahahaha......" Zhuo Tongtong laughed heartily, and his hearty laughter shattered the stars in the pond.

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