The second uncle nodded and said, "That's right, when the demolition is completed, there will be no place to stay here, and our Zhuzhuang will never be there again." ”

When he grew up, the village was very small, and he walked to the east of the village without walking a few steps, and the jujube trees of the three great masters next to him were luxuriant, I don't know if the season was wrong or what, there were no dates on the ground, and I remember that I could see some half-rotten dates falling on the mud ground when I came back a few times before.

The iron lock on the brick-red iron door of his house is close to the iron door, and the part near the iron door has been rusted together, Xu Tiantian and Zhu Jia walked through this house, Zhu Jia pointed to a bungalow with only the back room and said to Xu Tiantian: "This is my hometown." He smiled widely.

The sun was shining brightly at this time, and the bungalows in the sun were not large, with a hall in the middle, the door open, and a window open to the bedrooms on both sides.

Xu Tiantian stood on the village road several meters away, and there was no light in the black hole inside the gate.

Zhu Jia walked in, the hall was still the same as seven years ago, there were a lot of cobwebs on the shelves on the wall that were one meter and six high in the middle of the hall, there were not many things, no one had come for so many years, and they were all very messy and placed on broken plates in wine boxes. He remembered that not long ago his mother had said, 'The door is unlocked, and everything valuable in the house has been taken away.' ’

He saw the photo of the grandfather who visited the center, and his voice immediately became soft: "Grandpa, my grandson has come to see you." He bowed earnestly several times.

The girl standing next to her also bowed several times with a serious face.

The second uncle stood on the right side of the two of them and said: "Since I was a child, your father loved you the most, and when I was still there before, I often said when you would come back for the New Year's holiday." ”

Zhu Jia's mood was a little uncomfortable, he walked to the bedroom on the left, in a certain year around the age of four or five, he still remembered that it was on this bed surrounded by four dark cyan thin iron pillars with mosquito nets, he counted from 1 to 1000 at that time, and was praised by his mother for a few words, those memories have passed for nearly twenty years, and he saw again that the scene at that time was no longer human.

The bedroom was covered with dust, and the mirrors of the two large wardrobes next to the bed were covered with a thick layer of dust, and only a vague shadow could be seen walking in.

Xu Tiantian followed her from the east wing to the west wing, and saw him tilting his head slightly, and a painting from the eighties and nineties of the last century hung high on the wall where the rain that had seeped into the house had black marks.

The young woman in the painting, dressed in a white brown flower dress characteristic of a rural girl, is dancing at this moment, her head bent to the height of her waist.

Many years ago, he had been painting this painting, which once brought him fear, studying in Jiangnan once and going to school and getting high at a time. Burn., he fell from a high place countless times in his sleep, and his figure at that time was the posture of the woman in the painting.

On the left side of this painting there is a series of murals, some of which resemble the picture of ., Yi., He., Tuan., Peasant, Qi., Yi., One of the leaders with a towel hat on his head holding a spear is looking back at a group of people behind him. Clear. Court. Official. Wear. of the staff.

The edge of a mural hanging above the small door of the west wing room is rolled upward, and the picture as a whole is pan., yellow, and the detailed scene of the landscape painting above can no longer be seen.

After his parents left, his grandfather lived here. Use that. Very. Endure. The small bed made of the mat is much concave in the middle, and the wooden sticks supporting the bed are earthy white, and the original shape of the wood is curved.

When Zhu Jia walked out of the hall, his mind was still stuck in the wall of the west wing room with several large cracks. I still remember that my father heard about the rain leak in the house ten years ago, and he spent thousands of dollars to let the craftsmen in the family help make up for it, the money is in the vernacular, and it didn't take long for no one to live here.

Xu Tiantian walked out of the house with him, her eyes were calm, and she quietly followed Zhu Jia to see all this.

"In the past, our family had a front house, a thatched house made of mud, and more than ten years ago, several heavy rains made the loess on the house very thin, and the house looked like it was about to collapse. My dad had the front room torn down. Zhu Jia said.

Xu Tiantian's vision of the courtyard on the right side of the eleven pieces of yellow earth that were turned very loose, looking at the one on the left side full of vegetables, she was also Ming Bai's side also to be planted.

"I planted this dish, Xiao Jia, do you remember, there used to be a big pot of gardenias here, and you left later, and then the flowers died." The second uncle still has a lot of stubble on his face, and his short body is even shorter because of his feet, and this old man has become the only very close relative he has when he goes home this time.

"I remember that every summer the flowers bloom very fragrant and I. Little., sister., and often come to pick it. Zhu Jia said with a smile, as if he smelled the fragrance of gardenia again.

"After reading it, I'll go to our house and sit, and I'll cook first." The second uncle saw that he had finished reading the house and said.

Xu Tiantian made a face to Zhu Jia and whispered, "Let's go around and have a look." ”

"Okay, then we'll eat at your house, second uncle. I'll take her around first and then take a look. Zhu Jia hurriedly said.

"Then you guys, come over early later." After the second uncle finished speaking, he walked to the house next door.

"Okay." Zhu Jia said, the countryside is not very clean, there is ash everywhere, the second uncle's house was originally the first household in the east of the village, a few meters in front of his house in front of the house behind the hut that used to double as a pigsty and a thatched pit, there are several old hens, Zhu Jia suddenly felt that the second uncle was not so lonely here, at least a little angry.

The field is still the same threshing floor as before, just on the left side of the second uncle's house, and the path between the field and his house leads to the horse village in the back and the south head of Zhuzhuang in front.

The court is not large, equivalent to the size of a basketball court, at the end of the east is a row of large trees, in the farther sky, Zhu Jia has seen countless sunrises here, when the sun shines on the trees, and the shadows of the shaking trees fall on the threshing floor.

He often pulls his on mornings like these. Little., sister., to catch three buffalo cows on the steel orange tree behind the house. Dew fell on the grass on the side of the road.