On this day, Hu Huilan returned late at noon. She threw the hoe behind the door, made a simple meal and ate it (in fact, she just warmed up two cold steamed buns and ate the few old vegetables left in the morning).

She checked and locked the door repeatedly, and then, leaning on the cotton wool folded on the kang, she didn't take off her shoes, her legs drooped on the edge of the kang, and she squinted.

Squinted shallowly for a moment, and then woke up suddenly in his sleep.

Then she poked her head out into the courtyard and saw that the sky was clear, the sun was shining, and there was no sign of rain, so she was busy again.

At this time of year, Hu Huilan is most afraid of a sudden mildew rain, because as soon as it rains, the grass roots that have been hoeed and loosened in the ground will be re-glued with the soil, and when the rain stops, the grass roots will grow wildly, and they are even higher than before hoeing.

In the past two days, she must hurry up and hoe the wild grass, so that she can take advantage of the sun above her head to burn it to death.

The sunlight waned a little, and the mother locked the gate, and then, as usual, took up her hoe and ran into the wheat field.

When he saw that the gate was no longer shaking, he knew that his mother had gone away.

He came to the gate curiously again, peeking out through the crack in the door, and at the same time, his mouth was still tirelessly calling "ahh

The afternoon sun was scorching, and now it had moved from the top of the gate to the garden wall.

However, most of them shot diagonally to the large wooden door, almost shooting the sheep into a strange shadow, which was completely glued to the door panel.

He knew that the shadow was another version of himself, almost only at this moment.

The shadow seems to be always crooked and slanted, and it seems to struggle and distort itself all the time.

Outside the crack in the door, it is still the small alley that the sheep never gets tired of seeing.

The alley is made up of more than a dozen households, in addition to the aesthetic vision brought by the neat and orderly arrangement, it is more to leave Weiyang with a familiar stability.

Every ten or so steps in the alley is a common large wooden door.

The wooden doors are all opened sideways to the alley; The big wooden door of Weiyang's house was the opposite, it opened along the alley, and he only peeked out through a small gap, and the alley was in full view.

Sometimes he could have looked farther, if he wanted to.

In fact, Weiyang doesn't want to see the end at a glance, because he doesn't want to see disappointment there, so he always stops in moderation, and for the end full of unknowns, he almost never looks at it, but just uses his imagination to depict and conceive.

At the end of the alley is a continuous downhill slope, which Weiyang sometimes imagines as an abyss with no end in sight.

The slope sloped down until an aspen tree showed its upper half of its waist, shaking its leaves in the breeze.

When Weiyang saw that there was no one outside the gap, he became bored inexplicably.

Wei Yang longed for the friendly little boy to suddenly appear in the alley at this time.

At this moment, Weiyang suddenly thought of something and hurriedly ran back to the house.

PS: This book is a children's work with a realistic theme, there is no system, no crossing, some are interesting daily life, and wonderful experiences.

This book mainly describes the inspirational story of a deaf-mute person, focusing on the life situation of the deaf-mute and what is different from ordinary people.

This book has participated in the children's essay competition, and those who like it will collect it, and give support and encouragement to the author.