The fruit trees in the first-step terraced fields condense the greetings of the Loess Plateau, the gray snow is like the thinking of a philosopher, the heavy loess presses the noise and vanity, and the winding dirt roads connect the time and space for thousands of years...... Bao Jiayuan, Bao Jiayuan in autumn yellow, is so real; The hometown in the snow is like a dream. Bao Xiaoxing shuddered and woke up from a dream. Immersed in a dream, her mind wandered, life in the city was like a dead life, and the reality in front of her did not belong to her.

"What are you going to do today?" The old lady who had already woken up asked with a smile when she saw her niece awake.

"I've had breakfast and I'm going back to the house!"

"Which one - Zhongjiawan or Baojiayuan?"

"Bao Jiayuan." The two aunts and nephews lay in the hot thick quilt and chatted.

"Oops...... Except for your two brothers (cousins, uncles), many relatives in the family (clan) have to move around! You don't usually go back, but now you're back, you can't go if you don't go! The old lady remembered her peers and juniors in her mother's family.

"It's time to go. I did the math, there were seven in total. ”

"Is there enough of things? It's not enough for my aunt to have it here! ”

"Enough, enough! Don't worry about it! ”

"Then you have so many relatives who are leaving today, you have to burn paper for your eldest and mother (parents), and you have to clean the old house, you have to move early, hey, I'll see if Qigong's daughter-in-law's breakfast is ready." The old lady sat up and dressed.

"Aunt, let Mai stay with me today! I went back to the house and visited the grave alone—a little scared! Hyosung tugged at her aunt's clothes.

"Oops! If you don't, I'll let her stay with you. The old lady finished laughing and got off the kang.

Bao Xiaoxing planned to go to the kitchen to help together, but was about to get up, but was stopped by the old lady.

"You sleep yours, no one bothers here, you sleep a little longer. It's cold outside, and you don't have enough clothes, so stay under the covers. ”

The old lady covered Hyosung with a quilt and saw her lying in the quilt steadily, so she opened the curtain and went to help on the stove. At such an age, and being so pampered, Bao Xiaoxing was moved to tears. Last night she slept in the same room with her aunt and Mai, and her uncle slept in Mai's room. The three of them were also polite and chatted affectionately until the early hours of the morning. My aunt got up early in the morning, and the two chatted from more than six o'clock to this time.

Bao Xiaoxing wiped away his tears, his sadness changed to happiness, he lay on the pillow with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at his aunt's house with his arms on both sides of the pillow. After a while, she couldn't get enough of the old appearance. Hyosung's old blue-and-yellow bamboo sofa is still there, on the coffee table is a porcelain jar that has been used by Hyosung for 43 years and printed with the name of the factory, the wooden box is so old that the edges and corners have been worn off but is always clean and shiny, the quilts, bed sheets, and curtains with big red flowers are vigorously against the dark blue that was common everywhere in that difficult era, the bamboo jacket and the hot water kettle with the wooden cork lid are exactly what Hyosung saw and used when he was a child, and the pillow with a wheat straw core is solid and comfortable to sleep on, and the happiness of childhood always echoes in his ears last night...... Just looking at the smugness, Hyosung picked up the pillow and sniffed it, pinched it, and pinched it to feel that the list under his elbow was uneven.

The curious Bao Xiaoxing put down the pillow and made up the sheets, and found something under the sheets. She dared to open it, and it turned out to be her aunt, uncle, and Mai Sanrao's ID card and household registration book. flipped through it, Bao Xiaoxing smiled, it turned out that her aunt's name was Bao Jinxin. When she had been listening to the adults in the family call her "Xin'er" and "Xin'er", she thought that her aunt's name was a warm "Xin" or the old and new "new", but she never thought that it was the "heart" of the heart. In this way, according to Uncle Bao Jincheng, father Bao Jinming, and aunt Bao Jinxin, it is speculated that the name of the eldest aunt should be Bao Jinchun. Forty-year-old Bao Xiaoxing was very surprised and proud of this discovery, he didn't expect his father and their four brothers and sisters to have such a good name, which sounded more intriguing than Bao Xiaoquan, Bao Xiaozhi, Bao Xiaoxing, and Bao Xiaotang of his own generation.

After reading the text of the ID, Hyosung stared at the photo on one of his old ID cards with dementia. In the black-and-white one-inch portrait, the young aunt has two long braids, short and black bangs, thick lips, a high nose bridge, and a thin face...... Hyosung touched the ID photo, my aunt probably just got married at that time! In his early twenties, his facial features look like both grandpa and grandma. Bao Xiaoxing suddenly took out his ID card from the bag, and compared it with each other, and the outline was somewhat similar. The girl with big braids in the photo instantly became a rickety old lady who needed to touch the trees and support the wall when she went out to walk.

The train of thought was suddenly interrupted, it was the old lady who opened the door curtain with a basket of steaming flower rolls, Mai and Qigong's daughter-in-law also came in, and soon the kang table was full of food, and several women were eating and chatting in the room. After the meal, Mai checks the motorcycle, and the old lady and Hyosung pack up together. Not long after, the two rode to Bao Jiayuan, the home that Bao Xiaoxing had in mind.

Uncle was no longer there many years ago, and at 11 o'clock in the morning, it was two cousins who picked up Hyosung at the door of his house - the eldest (cousin) brother Bao Xiaoquan and the second (cousin) brother Bao Xiaozhi. Everyone chatted at the eldest brother's house for a while, and Hyosung was led by the two brothers to visit the relatives on the wall of the Bao family. By visiting relatives, Bao Xiaoxing finally has the opportunity to rudely and recklessly measure the village that he has been haunted by but gradually forgotten.

The wandering wind that walks with her on the Baojiayuan, the serious and cold concrete streets, the new and modern street lamps, the newly built homogeneous red and white houses, and the awkward and dull green holly on the side of the main road...... Everywhere you look, it is written that this place no longer belongs to you.

Bao Xiaoxing turned a blind eye to all the new things in front of him, and tried to find traces of his childhood in the new atmosphere of Bao Jiayuan. The Guanyin Temple in the east of the village with a mysterious shape of agarwood, the remnants of the old world stage - the wheat field, the acacia tree that has taken off its green clothes and exposed its bones, the ancient earthy yellow courtyard wall that is safe and sound, the old telephone pole that looks a little humble after being repainted, the dead grass on the roadside that represents a certain time boundary, the ginseng branch that symbolizes the identity of the elder, the blue-gray tile eaves house where several people go to the house but are polite and elegant, the free and hideous and cute pig cry in the clean and tight brick house, the firewood pile in the neighbor's side yard sticking to the old era stove, Crossing the rugged plateau loess road that breaks through stagnation through life and death...... Bao Xiaoxing really wanted to sit down and be quiet several times, blowing the loess wind on the Baojia Wall, smelling the newborn wheat seedlings in all directions, and grabbing the loess in the air to blur out himself who had returned from the city.

I haven't seen you for many years, and the folks are old. Apart from chatting about their generation, there seems to be no other topic between Hyosung and his family relatives. Bao Jiayuan is theirs and their own. Now walking in her own village, the long-term strangeness forced her to feel some fear, which spread from her heart to her limbs and facial features.

The squinting and smiling old folks, the old cloth shoes on the feet of the uncle next door, the thorn trees in the potholes on the roadside, the dogtail grass swaying on the earthen wall, the rows of giant paulownia on the roadside, the corn stalks in the backyard of my house, the abandoned carts leaning against the wall, and the yellow thick ground that has been stacked for many years and has been lost for many years, and the ravines as far as the eye can see...... As if she had missed an era, Hyosung couldn't help but touch, pinch, and ask wherever she went, but she just wanted to remember the edge of the wheat field, the village at sunset, the eaves in the branches, and the emptiness in her heart......

At two o'clock in the afternoon, after everyone had lunch and walked with relatives, Bao Xiaoxing proposed to clean the old house. The eldest brother carries the rusty key and leads the group to open the old house belonging to Hyosung's own family. Because there was no one for a long time, the key was embroidered with the lock and embroidered, and it couldn't be opened after opening for a long time, and the eldest brother gave up after the second brother proposed to smash the lock. smashed the lock, pushed the door open, and got his wish - Bao Xiaoxing went home.

The family wanted to clean slowly in their own home with peace of mind, so they separated their cousins and sisters-in-law and a group of juniors, leaving only Mai by their side. When the sister-in-law found her two old clothes suitable for cleaning, the second sister-in-law took the cleaning tools of her house, and a cleaning that had been late for many years slowly began.

The previous generation was popular with tiled houses, high leaky roofs, slender grassy yards, and old-fashioned mud-walled brick floors with deep rat nests...... In today's glamorous Baojiayuan, there are very few dilapidated houses like Hyosung's house. The smart and capable Mai put on his old clothes, put on a big hat, and put on a scarf and began to sweep. Hyosung walked around the room, not knowing where to start.

The big wooden stake in front of the door seemed to be a little shorter, and I still remember that I often heard my sister immaturely call her "Queen Mother" and "Queen Majesty" when she sat on the stake; The portrait and tablet of the God of Wealth under the west wall are still there, and when she was a child, her grandmother always pulled her to kowtow to the gods; The backyard is stacked with old-fashioned blue bricks that Hyosung used to build a castle for his sister...... In the living room, there are large wooden cabinets in bright yellow, orange-red bookshelves that Zeng Fangxin promised her, bamboo chairs with tigers printed on the backrest, and a picture of the Great Wall of Sunrise on the east wall...... In the kitchen, clay pots covered with cobwebs, dusty spoons, old windows covered with soot, large stoves with edges and corners polished, and blackened walls of mud and wheat straw...... One by one, they make up Hyosung's home and make up for the memories that she has lost for half of her life.

After walking around the house, Bao Xiaoxing finally mustered up the courage to push open the door of his parents' room. Everything is the same as before, just the dust that has been accumulated for more than ten years. The roof of the house is so broken that even rats don't want to visit it; The chairs on the south wall are plastered with old newspapers, and the black letters on the newspapers show the past era; The paper and paintings pasted on the north wall of the kang are incomplete, and Hyosung cranes his neck to look at them—there are colorful drawings cut out of textbooks, star paintings with plastic paper, and eye-catching graduation certificates......

It was his father's graduation certificate, and Bao Xiaoxing never seemed to look at it carefully. "Student Bao Jinming, male, Department of Shaanxi·· A native of Da Li County, Western Province, 16 years old, he was allowed to graduate after the completion of his study in the second class of the 72nd class of the high school of this school. - 15 January 1973". Bao Xiaoxing read it back and forth several times, and laughed as he read it. This diploma was the pride of my grandmother for ten years.

Turning her head to see the old picture frame on the west wall, she put down the basin and broom in her hand, took the picture frame off with great care, then went out of the room to wipe the dust off the glass of the picture frame with a rag, and finally sat on the threshold of her parents' door as she had been a child, and looked down by the light. The family photo in the frame, the 100-day photo of himself, the wedding photo of his father and mother, the group photo of his grandparents before his death, the group photo of his grandfather's birthday, and the scene photo of his eldest brother's wedding......

In several photos of the eldest brother Bao Xiaoquan's marriage, Bao Xiaoxing saw his father carrying firecrackers around the wedding car, and his father at that time had thick hair, a full face, and a sunny and kind face. In one of the wedding photos, Hyosung caught a glimpse of himself, who was about six or seven years old, wearing a red cotton jacket and a red headflower, squinting and laughing so hard that time stopped. In a wedding photo in the corner, Bao Xiaoxing was surprised to find his mother, who was wearing a green suit and watching the excitement - the mother of about twenty-three or four. Bao Xiaoxing stared for a long time, and the whole person froze, looking at the poor young woman as if she had lost her memory.

In the photo, the mother only has the upper body, and the blurred shadow seems to be fake, as if it is real, which surprises her for a long time. The young woman has short black shiny shoulder-length hair, sparse bangs, fleshy cheeks, pointed chin, and thin lips...... The woman in her dreams seems to be a fake reflection over the years, and the young mother in the photo looks more like her mother. Bao Xiaoxing looked at it, the corners of his mouth suddenly smiled, and his eyes welled up with tears while laughing.

The mother's demeanor was always quiet, so inconspicuous in the crowd; She is often reticent, making people unconsciously forget her existence; She never quarrels with people or socializes with her neighbors, and she seems lonely and busy. She was so stingy with her words, even with her own daughter, that she barely said a word in Hyosung's thin memories...... In Bao Xiaoxing's cognition, his mother is a mysterious existence. Now, she has become a mother, experienced the sorrows of the world, and gradually began to yearn for quiet, taciturn, and dislike of sociality like her mother.

How should she keep this woman's appearance and status in her heart? Bao Xiaoxing sobbed softly and stared hard. What a miserable woman! Hyosung touched her mother's young face and suddenly wanted to bring the photo to Shenzhen, but she immediately denied the idea that had just flashed her. This woman belonged here, her eyes deep into the vast Loess Plateau rather than the cramped and noisy remnants of the city

Poor mother, a beautiful woman, was forgotten so quickly, forgotten by Tang'er, and even forgotten by herself. This forgetting is like sin. Many times in the past 40 years, she really wanted to ask her mother in person, what kind of person she was, and what she thought in her heart. That's right, Bao Xiaoxing wants to talk to her mother face-to-face like an adult, so she is willing to exchange ten years of time for an opportunity to sit with her mother and watch the sunset.

In countless dreams, Hyosung dreamed that he had taken his mother to Shenzhen strongly, so that she could have a relaxed and fearless life in her old age, but after waking up, the woman was sad alone with a pillow. The mother was a lowly, vulnerable, helpless woman; She is an ordinary, silent, hardworking woman, a kind, simple, and valuable woman. The first twenty years of her existence were as silent as a flower in the mountains, and the last twenty years were like weeds in the road, desolate and silent under the pressure of fate, tasting the bitterness of life alone.

Bao Xiaoxing caressed the photo and wept quietly. Suddenly, time and space shifted, and at this moment she seemed to be chatting with the woman in the photo about some sad past. Brushing away the tears in her eyes and touching the woman's face again, Hyosung's heart suddenly gave birth to a little sweetness, as if her mother had been resurrected from the photo through the glass, and she smiled at her slightly, shyly, and warmly.

lost his mind for a while, as if he was in another world, and the big tears were silent and surging.

"Xinggu! Xinggu! My dad asked me to help you both! "The eldest brother's eldest son, Bao Weichou, came over to greet her. Bao Weichou is nine years older than Bao Xiaoxing, and now he has just had a second child and is taking care of his wife at home. When he was a child, Bao Weichou stuck to this aunt like a fart, and he was often jealous of Xiaotang for this, but now he has grown into a big fat man in a blink of an eye, and he almost didn't recognize him when he met at noon.

Bao Xiaoxing put away all his emotions, sighed lightly, and turned his head: "Oh, good! ”

"It's getting dark early, don't you still have to sweep the grave, my mother is worried that you are too short of time."

"Yes! Chip, you go clean the backyard! Bao Xiaoxing pointed, and then the three of them went to work in full swing.

Wild grass, dust, and waste materials were cleaned out bucket by bucket, and Bao Weiqiao poured buckets more than a dozen times before and after. Because there is no promise from Hyosung, my cousin has only come here to clean on Chinese New Year's Eve over the years, and other old things have never been cleaned. Hyosung was ruthless this time and threw away a lot of things that he didn't use at home. After cleaning the walls and roofs of the ground, the three of them scrubbed the furniture, and Wei Chip sprinkled the used waste water on the ground, and for a while the old house was filled with a faint fragrance of loess.

"Are you ready?"

"Okay."

"What do you give the first time I ask for it, what do you hand over the second time, what do you give the third time - remember it! Give a smile when you eat later! Be splendid! Give my aunt a little popularity, do you hear me! ”

"Hear, see, see!" The boy was a little impatient, but also a little expectant.

The woman had a good expression and was about to start the live broadcast, when suddenly her mobile phone prompted a text message. She took her phone off the support frame and opened it to see that it was a photo of the old house sent by her sister. Bao Xiaotang looked at the house where he was born, the yard of his childhood, and the stove where he was warmed when he was a child...... For a while, it was a bit of a crossing.

The memories of her childhood are not very good for Xiaotang, she wishes she would have forgotten it as soon as possible, in fact, she has long forgotten what the gate, yard, and pigsty look like at home. Bao Jiayuan, for Bao Xiaotang, it is like a school, and after graduation, it will turn the page.

The woman collected her thoughts and started the live broadcast. The content of her live broadcast today is to make an authentic meal in her hometown - Dali tofu dish. She chose ingredients outside all morning, ate at noon and came to learn, learned to write homework in the afternoon, took online classes, and began to prepare ingredients at half past four, intending to make dinner through the live broadcast.

"After introducing the history, ingredients and seasonings of Dali tofu, now all kinds of dishes have been cut, na...... Let's start making! Bao Xiaotang looked at the camera slowly. After all, there is no audience, Xiaotang's live broadcast looks more like a slow and methodical self-talk, her face rarely appears in the camera, and her voice is sometimes loud. After sticking his mobile phone to the stove, Bao Xiaotang began to cook while unraveling.

"Let's start stir-frying! Control the oil temperature at about 70 or 80 degrees, stir-fry the dried chili peppers and minced ginger until fragrant, add two spoons of water and bring to a boil......"

After a few minutes, a voice came from the camera: "After the water boils, put the cut tofu shreds and side dishes into the water, and then add salt, pepper powder, pepper powder, sesame oil, ......" Because the stove is too much, Xiaotang needs help when frying materials, so Zhong Xuecheng became the helper who silently handed things beside him.

A few minutes later, the tofu dish was ready, and the woman served one in a delicate bowl and plate, placed it on the table with a white tablecloth arranged in advance, and then held the mobile phone in her hand and used gestures and expressions to direct the only protagonist of this live broadcast - Zhong Xuecheng. After Xuecheng sat on the table, Xiaotang was explaining the color and fragrance of tofu on the side, and at the same time carefully filmed the video of Xuecheng eating. In order to show that she had done a good job, the lovely woman kept using a smiley face to prompt him to smile, and at the same time urged him to perform various pre-rehearsed expressions that expressed deliciousness.

Xuecheng performed stiffly for a while, then raised his head and frowned deeply, and said reluctantly: "Auntie, do you still want to laugh?" Is it okay? ”

Xiaotang laughed when he heard this, put away his mobile phone, turned off the live broadcast, brought the cauldron, and the two of them scooped and ate from the pot face to face. Regardless of whether Xuecheng likes to eat or not, Xiaotang eats very well by himself anyway. Because he doesn't know how to post-produce and is not good at the skills in live broadcasting, Bao Xiaotang's food live broadcast looks particularly fresh, slow life, clumsy and simple in the era of rushing to show his face and breasts, and there is a kind of anti-simplicity and truthfulness. In this way, Xiaotang has to broadcast live almost every weekend, firstly, to exercise her cooking skills with the help of live broadcast, secondly, to rely on the live broadcast to record the production process of food, and thirdly, to use food to add a touch of happiness to the life of her, her sister and her studies, which can be described as killing three birds with one stone.

"Huh! It's snowing! It was almost five o'clock when Mai was looking out and shouting in the clean yard.

"Really! Ah...... I haven't seen snow in years! Hyosung came out of the house and stared at the dome.

"It's getting dark and snowing again! Aunt Xing, are you still going to the grave? Bao Weichou asked anxiously.

"This snow is not big, it doesn't affect it! If it's really big...... Can a motorcycle go? Bao Xiaoxing asked the two.

"You can go! I can go! Mai and Bao Weichou replied.

"That's fine. Now the house is ...... It's almost done, so pack up and go! Hyosung finished wiping the basin in his hand.

"I'll go back and get paper and incense." Bao Wei finished holding a cigarette and went back to his house.

Mak and Hyosung were undressing when a motorcycle stopped at the door. Hyosung was curious and came out to investigate, but it turned out to be a tall and strong guy.

"Auntie, this is my boyfriend, and my aunt asked him to send clothes to the two of us." Mai strode forward and took a young man's hand to introduce him to Hyosung.

"Hello aunt, my name is Jiang Long." A 1.9-meter-tall man shyly shyly at Hyosung.

"Oh hello, so tall wow! How did you get here? Bao Xiaoxing asked in surprise.

"She gave me the location." The young man scratched the back of his head and pointed at the microphone.

"Good, good!"

Bao Xiaoxing held Mai's arm in one hand, looked up at the shy boy with both eyes, and sincerely envied and blessed the pair of beauties in front of him. I don't know what kind of fate and emotions her daughter Xuemei will have in the future, and in a certain consciousness, she thinks that Mai's future seems to be happier than Xuemei.

During the chat, I learned that Mai's boyfriend Jiang Long is from the town, and his family runs a large vermicelli factory and fertilizer franchise store, and the two fell in love at first sight when Mai went to the town to buy fertilizer with Qigong at the beginning of last year. Long, who was originally only a secretarial accountant and rarely did manual work, collected the money from the Mai family, and kept helping the Mai family move goods like a fool. Qi Gong initially thought that Long was a handyman, but after the two confirmed their relationship, Qi Gong was not very happy with this young man. Later, I learned that the young man was the only child of the factory owner's family, and the key was hardworking and willing to take special care of Mai, so I slowly acquiesced to them.

When I was packing up and going out, a four-year-old boy came over on a bicycle, and it turned out to be Bao Weichou's eldest son - haha. Haha was very interested in this strange guest who came to his house, and this time he finally broke free from the control of his grandparents (Bao Xiaoxing's lobby brother and sister-in-law) and rode out on a bicycle. Bao Weichou watched his son with farm tools and paper money, and a group of people went to the ancestral grave of Hyosung.

Wei Chip led the way with a shovel, Mai and Ryu held hands and talked about love, Haha rode a bicycle through the adults, and Hyosung walked at the end greedily and infatuated at the scenery of his hometown.

The Loess Plateau - the history and scenes hidden in famous paintings, are in front of you. The plain trees guard Baojiayuan like an upright and righteous warrior, the white soil that is as smooth as white bones is exposed on the soil cliff at the south end of the village, the endless terraces spread for hundreds of miles like ocean waves, the terraced rice fields in the valley are taken care of by the villagers smoothly, clean and magnificent, and there are many hairy reed ears faintly erected on the gray-black barren grass slopes...... The ups and downs of the hills seemed to be all built for his homecoming, Bao Xiaoxing walked out of the village, and looked back, a 100-meter-high mountain wall, with a thousand miles of plains to the north and a hundred miles of slopes to the south. Baojiayuan is like a lookout, and the people on the platform can look down on the distant land and the distance at any time. Walking on the edge of the lookout, Bao Xiaoxing's mood was as vast as the ground.

Life looks like a journey of searching, finding a home. Bao Xiaoxing has been away for more than 20 years, and it seems that he has found it, but he seems to have never found it. The middle-aged woman was a little confused, and she looked all the way, as if she wanted to find an answer from this dry and gray ground. The small snowflakes are like the old man's alms to this stranger, so that she can experience a holy baptism, calm thinking, and silent conversation in her lifetime. I really want to sit on the barren slope and kiss my village and hometown with my eyes, but time does not allow anyone.

After turning a corner, Hyosung saw the immortal old cave in the distant ravine for the first time in many years, which had been her childhood nightmare and now became an adult love. Thankfully, there is still a part of the vast and infinite wheat field where half of Hyosung's childhood is stored. Rapeseed and wheat are planted on the slopes one by one, and a new leaf just grows at this time after the autumn equinox and frost fall, which is particularly eye-catching in the autumn light. The sloping road is lined with gray trees with nests hidden in them, and the nests in autumn and winter are like their own homes - empty. In the distance, the fruit trees weave a circle of lace for the dome, and the weeds in the distance grow into the fur of the earth or the gray-black jacket...... This place is very much like the smile of the Buddha when he closed his eyes, without color but extraordinarily peaceful.

"The snow has stopped!" Jiang Long stretched out his hand to probe.

The ground was wet with a thin layer of water, and before there was snow on the wasteland, the snow stopped. Hyosung patted the thick clothes sent by his aunt, and he couldn't shake the snow or water.

"Aunt Xing, what does Shenzhen look like? How much stronger is Shenzhen than Xi'an? Suddenly, Jiang Long asked Hyosung curiously.

"Ugh!" Hyosung turned his head and replied, "It's not much stronger, are you going to work in the city?" ”

"It's not me who went, a friend of mine went, I went last year, and I rarely contacted Shenzhen when I went to Shenzhen."

"Do you and Mai want to go to the city to work?"

"I'm not going! I like to plant orchards, like my aunt and uncle, busy with the orchard, playing in both idle places, and accompanying my uncle and uncle. Mai smiled brightly.

"Mai doesn't go, I don't go, many of my friends went to the city, and when they come back, it's different." The dragon walked side by side with them.

"What's the difference?" Hyosung asked.

"I don't come out, anyway, it's not the same as before, I don't contact us anymore, occasionally there are fewer conversations and voices, it's not as refreshing as before, and basically I won't go back to my hometown when I go to the city."

"Haven't you both been out?" Hyosung asked.

"Get out!"

"Get out! Basically, the two of us go out two or three times a month, and I drive my uncle's car to take Mai to visit scenic spots, eat, and watch lantern festivals, as far as we know, the Tang Furong Garden, the Lintong Terracotta Army, Huayin Xiyue Huashan, and the Famen Temple in Baoji...... As long as there are discounted tickets on the official account of the mobile phone, then we will set off as soon as we sum up. I have visited the scenic spots in the surrounding counties, and I have been there most frequently in winter, summer and New Year's Eve. Those who are near the county should go back to the county, and those who are farther away should take the train. It's fun in the city, but what about life...... We still feel a little depressed, and we don't have the freedom of the township! Jiang Long took Mai's hand and looked sweetly into Mai's eyes, as if begging for Mai's nod of affirmation.

At these words, De Xiaoxing was a little ashamed. Because of those scenic spots that Long has passed, she has never been to in 40 years, and she rarely sees many famous attractions in Shenzhen. In the past few decades, except for plunging into life and racing against time to work, she never seems to have allowed herself to be happy, chic or willful.

"Mai, when are you two going to get married?" After a pause, Bao Xiaoxing teased the two.

The two looked at each other shyly, then each lowered their heads and snickered.

"I listen to my aunt and grandmother, my aunt was in charge for three years, she couldn't see people clearly after a short time, and after three years, if the relationship between the two of us is okay, she will agree to get married." Mai Wan covered his mouth and laughed silently.

"What about you?" Hyosung asked the dragon with a smile.

"She listens to my uncle, and I listen to her. She goes to play wherever she goes, she eats whatever she eats, she can't finish her work in the field, I ride a motorcycle to help her, and I look for yellow clothes everywhere when she goes out and wears yellow clothes together. After the dragon pouted, Mai Jiao beat the dragon coquettishly, and then the two looked at each other and giggled.

"Mai, if you haven't lived in the city in your life, will you regret it in the future?" Hyosung asked with a smile, as if asking himself, Xiaotang, and Xuemei at this age.

"I don't know if I regret it or not, anyway, now...... It's a lot of fun...... Ha ha! Mai Wan pursed his lips and smiled embarrassedly, and after laughing, he poked the dragon and asked, "Will you regret it?" ”

"What do I regret? My grandfather and my father are all in the township, and this is not the end of their lives! My uncle went to Xi'an, and I looked at it like that! If any of them regret going to the city, I'll follow her. ”

"You two didn't go to college...... Won't it be regretted? ”

"We're taking it now, it's the kind of self-examination plus online classes, the national adult education program, Mai Xuan, and we both apply for agriculture. Before the exam, we will review together at her house or mine, and then we will take the exam together during the exam. I've leaned twice, she has passed three doors, and I have passed two doors. ”

"That's great! Tsk that's great! Bao Xiaoxing sincerely praised this pair of young people for their life and choices.

"Actually, I want to apply for that seed major, but that major is very demanding, so I can't give up." Mai added.

"You can learn whatever you want on the Internet, you can learn by yourself, and you can learn from someone who has come before......

Hyosung was just in the middle of it, but was suddenly interrupted by Wei Chip in front. It turned out to be at the destination.

Everyone stopped, and Hyosung was impressive. Many years later, she had long forgotten where her parents' graves were facing and where they were, but now when she got closer and looked closely, she was as she had seen them for the first time. Bao Xiaoxing wanted to hoe the wild grass on the grave, Mai Helong pulled the grass on the side with his hands, Wei Chip shoveled the grass with an iron shovel, and finally burned the pile of wild grass dots. Haha rode his bike hard into the land, looking at the burning weeds, and the child jumped for joy.

It didn't take long for the weeds to be hoeed from several graves, and Hyosung and Vircho began to repair the graves. One digs fresh and clean loess from the side, and the other relays the excavated loess on the top of the grave and repairs the head of the grave into a perfect dome shape. Then Hyosung was ready to burn paper to worship, Wei Chip handed things to the side, and Mai saw this and pulled the dragon to the next terraced field, enjoying the scenery of the Loess Plateau; Wei Chip and his cousin kowtowed together, and then dragged Haha, who was making trouble next to him, to the last field.

Finally clean, Bao Xiaoxing kowtowed and sat by his parents' graves, looking at the terraced fields one by one, as if he had seen the end of his life. She thought she was going to cry, but she was actually a little relieved to sit here. 166 Reading Network