In the middle of the night, Jin Cai woke up, and today he drank wine, ate meat and noodles, and felt like he was living a heavenly life. But coming back meant that Qiu Ling seemed to be calling her, as if she couldn't be too late, she had to be immediately, immediately. Jin Cai put on his clothes, slipped out the back door quietly, and strode out of Qiu Ling's bedroom by moonlight, shouting her name. Qiu Ling heard someone calling her in a daze, and began to tremble with fright, and then confirmed that it was Jin Cai, who she hadn't seen for a few years, and quickly got up, opened the door, Jin Cai hugged her, and Qiu Ling took him into the guest room.

The guest room is far away from the child's bedroom, the sound of the two people can't wake them up, the dry wood burns for a long time before putting it down, Jin Cai never thinks it's a mistake to like Qiu Ling, she has the shyness of a girl, the wildness of a young woman, and the tenderness of motherhood. Qiu Ling let him lie in his arms and asked him if he wanted her all these years, he said that he wanted to go crazy, Qiu Ling said that since he wanted to, how could he still be with Qingxue, Jin Cai said that she sent it to the door, and they had already separated. Qiu Ling asked again, Qingxue or her, who is better, Jin Cai got up and pounced on her, there is no woman in this world who is better than her, Qiu Ling pinched his face and pinched it hard, saying that he liked his sweet mouth.

Jin Cai asked if he let Wang Cheng go out just to see him, Qiu Ling scratched his nose and said that it was still his fault, if he hadn't hooked her and made her think about it day and night, he wouldn't have clamored to let him out. Jin Cai said that he couldn't joke about his family's economy, those pigs were sold, and the silkworms were not fed, leaving tea and autumn konjac. Qiu Ling said that she earned a lot of money by working outside, and the cost of raising pigs was too high, so she was originally asked to dig coal, and she had to go to Zhejiang to do construction, and the salary was more than half less than that of digging coal.

Jin Cai said that she was too greedy, and he didn't even have a salary for several months, and Qiu Ling said that she had money and could use it for him. Jin Cai said that he would not use Wang Cheng's money, he would make a lot of money in the future, and he would definitely let Qiu Ling spend it endlessly. Qiu Ling said that his little white face did not hurt in vain, Jin Cai said that it was love for her, Qiu Ling's smile, in the eyes of rural people, how can there be any love, it is needed, but she was lucky to get a young and energetic one.

The next day, Katsunan's family also had to harvest rice, and their rice field was at the bottom of the mountain, so he and Zheng's father carried the wooden jar and mat down early. The two were resting halfway up the mountain, and Katsuo suddenly saw a person in the distance who was very familiar, it was Zhou Jincai who secretly walked back from the hillside, no need to think about it, he must have gone to Qiu Ling's house. Shengnan said that it was too shameless, Zheng's father asked him not to meddle in his affairs, and last time because he notified Wang Cheng, it turned out to be disemboweling.

Not only did they see it, but many neighbors who got up early also saw it, so the whole process of beating rice at noon was all about Jin Cai and Qiu Ling's affair, and by the way, Zhou Qian used to pee against the wind, but now he pees wet his shoes with the wind, and Lao Tzu can't take over with his son. Threshing is all men in their thirties and forties, although they have experienced everything, but they can't talk about meat, and the more they do this, the more they will relish. Some people also instigated that they would go to listen to the root of the wall at night, and some people said that after the reform and opening up, nothing is unusual, if it had been before, this kind of person would have been criticized a long time ago. However, most of the words are still a little jealous, and I have to admit that Qiu Ling is the fantasy of many men, and if she can't eat fish, she will say that the fish is too fishy.

Jin Cai secretly returned to the yard, a scent of osmanthus came to his nose, this osmanthus tree has been more than 100 years, it witnesses the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the Zhou family, this is almost a good place for every generation to escape from adults when they are young. As long as you see the stick, you run to the osmanthus tree, the adults are busy working, can't survive the children, scold a few words to the osmanthus tree and go busy. In fact, there would have been many other trees near the yard, such as the Tsubaki tree and the plane tree, which would have been cut down when they grew higher than the roof, and it was said that they would block feng shui. But this osmanthus tree is particularly pleasing, horizontally developed, looks like a big round ball from a distance, the branches are luxuriant, evergreen all year round, and it grows on the edge of the vegetable garden, more than ten meters away from the house.

Autumn is the ripening season for fruits, and chestnuts fall to the ground with the wind from their open mouths; The wild kiwi fruit has also grown, and it can be eaten after ten days after picking it back and putting it in the dried pig bran; There are also sweet pears like gourds hanging on the trees, people like to eat them, and Hu Feng also likes to eat them, so he often worries about being stung by Hu Feng; The most festive thing is the red lantern on the persimmon tree, which is more delicious after the frost like the jujube.

This persimmon and jujube is a rare fruit in winter, the common people generally do not pick or simply stay on the tree, to keep for a variety of birds or animals for the winter, this mountain people understand that content and gratitude is handed down by the ancestors. In the famine years, they gnawed the bark of the trees, ate the soil of Guanyin, and there was no laughter in the hungry ravines, only the songs of those birds accompanied them to live day after day.

Jin Cai lamented that in the past, these fruits were stolen and eaten by a group of children like Sun Wukong before they were ripe, which made the adults very annoyed and often quarreled with each other because of the fruits. Nowadays, some fruits are ripe and fall on the ground and no one picks them up, and every family seems to be hardened, and I also have what you have, and they don't interfere with each other. Even his family's most popular osmanthus tree is deserted, and as soon as the flowers are in full bloom, a group of women would go to the tree to pick some and dry them, make tea, make osmanthus cakes, and make sachets and put them in the wardrobe. Now, except for some picked by my mother, almost all of the rest of this osmanthus flower falls on the ground and slowly rots. In the past, working in the brigade, a group of people talked and laughed, like a family, but now young people go out to work, and the opportunity is good to see each other once a year, and some only see each other once in a few years, and the relationship is getting weaker and weaker.

Jin Cai saw his father coming out of the latrine, he couldn't dodge, so he had to wait to be scolded, thinking about it just now is really ridiculous, people like him who are spurned by everyone say that they have been washed by the fragrance of osmanthus or have been reformed by Master Du, no one will believe it. Zhou Qian got up in the morning and saw that the back door was not latched, and when he saw that no one on the bed knew that he went out to find Qiu Ling at night, this was really a knife cutting lotus root silk constantly, I wanted to be furious, and then I thought about it, he was also such a person before, even Shengli's girl made fun of him for failing to be a father, but he didn't have a good face, and went into the house to wash his face with a dark face.

Jin Cai smiled bitterly, now he doesn't climb the tree in the face of blame, but he won't be blamed. Also, after talking about everything for a long time, it has become a habit, and everyone talks about him just shouldn't find someone older than him, in fact, who and who in the mountains haven't had a few scandals. Small village, big world, many of the choreographed ones have not yet experienced the actual experience. Looking at his father's stumbling back, he is no longer young and strong, a little hunchbacked, and some gray hair, the years are not forgiving, and he will not forgive the mistakes he has made.