"You're awake!"

On Monday morning, after He Zhiyuan boiled rice wine and ginger soup, he lay on his side on the bed, his right hand on his crutches, staring at his wife's face, quietly watching her fall asleep, and smiling at her to open her eyes.

"Ah...... What time is it? Gui Yingwan moved his body into Zhiyuan's arms.

"It's nine o'clock."

"Ahh Why don't you call me? Gui Ying raised her eyes and asked.

"You've been so tired lately, just catching up on sleep."

"Oops...... I have to go to work, and there are three more! "Gui Ying is coquettish.

"If you go to work today, then hurry up and clean up!" He Zhiyuan used his hands to comb his wife's hair.

"Where's your father-in-law?"

"Send your daughter to kindergarten!"

"Huh...... Haha......" The couple chuckled.

"How did you sleep last night?"

"No idea...... Forgot. ”

Being asked like this, Gui Ying suddenly remembered the car accident last night, the flesh on his face instantly collapsed, and his expression suddenly turned cold. Zhiyuan saw his eyebrows, got up and urged loudly while pulling the curtains: "Honey, hurry up and clean up!" I'll send you to work, and I'll pick you up from work by the way, how about we take the road of Meilin Pass? ”

"Okay." The woman's eyes are distracted.

"Hurry up!" Zhiyuan uncovered the thin quilt and interrupted her contemplation.

The white sunlight slipped into the room and trickled down to the bed, and Gui Ying instantly gained some confidence and began to get out of bed. Not long after, after the old horse came back, he carried five or seven kinds of Gui Ying's favorite breakfast. So it was very rare for the three of them to sit and eat breakfast together, chatting about Yangyang and Zaizai, but they didn't mention last night's incident. Lao Ma was unhappy when he learned that Gui Ying had to go to work today, and thought that it was also a good thing for her, only work could divert her attention completely. At ten o'clock, the well-fed couple went to work together.

Along the way, He Zhiyuan racked his brains to tell jokes, but Gui Ying was always absent-minded. Did the image of red clothes, black hair, and distorted limbs have been chosen out of your mind? How can it be. Gui Ying was just trying to keep herself from thinking over and over again. At eleven o'clock in the morning, one arrived at the company, and the other drove home. Because of the pressure on his heart, He Zhiyuan parked the car downstairs in the district and did not go home, made a phone call to his father-in-law, and went straight back to his rental house. The middle-aged man turned on the computer and continued to send his resume and look for a job. At noon, Ma Guiying was waiting for lunch to be delivered, when the phone suddenly rang, it was Wang Fuyi calling.

"What? Is it better today? Fu Yi asked over there.

"It's a lot better. I drank a lot of sleeping pills last night and slept until nine o'clock in the morning. ”

"Oh. Is it much better, or is it completely better? ”

"Uh......" Gui Ying was hesitating to answer, but Fu Yi interrupted her.

"I've got a way to make you completely good! Do you believe it or not? ”

"What's the solution?" Gui Ying was mobilized, and her eyes widened.

"I'll invite you to dinner tomorrow at noon, and I'll tell you when the time comes, you can see if my method works! By the way, are you going to work today or at home? ”

"I'm going to work."

"Oh, I think too, it's better to go to work!"

"Hmm." Gui Ying nodded.

"That's it, we'll meet and talk at 11 o'clock tomorrow noon, okay! I'll hang up first! "Fu Yi is over, hang the antelope words.

The calm and elegant and mysterious tone was like a breeze, which made Gui Ying a little surprised, a little sustenance, and some expectations. How did Manager Ma know that in order to solve her panic, Wang Fuyi thought about it from last night to this morning, and consulted several masters.

Dali Ape Man Ruins, Yongfeng Granary, Yellow River Beach Wetland Protection, Jiulong Temple, Changchun Palace, Confucian Temple, Longshou Canal Ruins...... The attractions that Mai and Long talked about, the places that Bao Xiaoxing knew when she was in school, were obviously close to home, but she had never seen them. The suitcases and backpacks were filled with daylily, Guanzhong steamed buns, dried chili peppers, stone buns, persimmon candy, and dried toons sent by relatives...... There are many things that she has forgotten about the appearance of freshness, but at this time she went to the south with her.

The wind blows on the flat land in the south, and the loess is like ten thousand horses galloping; The northern ravines are clear, and the snow is like stars falling.

At this moment, Bao Xiaoxing is sitting on the high-speed train, looking at the scenery of the county through the window.

Home to her, so far away, so permeated.

After returning from the funeral in the morning, the ceremonial room and the chief of the funeral agreed on the time of the first seventh, fifth seventh, seventh and third anniversaries of the grave, and wrote the relevant agreements and matters in the funeral book. At nine o'clock, the main house began to greet the guests, and the deacons turned to serve the dishes and materials. In the morning, the guests ate eight plates and eight dishes, and only remembered that there were crispy pork, roast pork slices (strip meat), sweet and sour loin, shredded red roots, stewed kelp with meatballs, large lychee tofu vegetables, and red dates and cakes...... Bao Xiaoxing was hungry for a long time, and as soon as he opened his mouth to eat an excess of full, the eldest cousin, the second cousin and other people came to toast at the banquet, and the woman was so anxious that she almost choked.

After the feast, the musicians played the last blow, in order to send away the ancestral tablet of the family and make other guests after the thank-you banquet. When Kiryu returned from delivering the tablet on behalf of his eldest cousin, many guests in the house had already sent them away. After the group was also sent away, they began to prepare a second thank-you banquet - a banquet for all the deacons from the village who came to help at the funeral. When Kiryu toasted and thanked the deacons table by table on behalf of his eldest cousin, Bao Xiaoxing was saying goodbye to his eldest cousin, eldest cousin, second cousin, etc. The cousin-in-law took a few specialties from the gift room and gave them to her, but Bao Xiaoxing politely refused them one by one on the grounds that she couldn't bring them, but she rarely opened her mouth and offered to bring some of her aunt's relics back to the south. Kiryu's daughter-in-law found two decent pillow scarves among the relics and gave them to her, which were dowries that the eldest aunt had hidden in the cabinet for decades. The woman held a pair of red pillows of the lion dance hydrangea embroidered by her grandmother herself, regarded it as a treasure and left Guojia Village with satisfaction.

Farewell to her eldest cousin's house, Bao Xiaoxing went to her aunt's house with her cousin Qigong and others, because many of her luggage was still in her aunt's room. After picking up her luggage, her aunt gave her a pair of shoes - tiger shoes worn by the baby. Many years ago, my aunt heard that Hyosung was pregnant with her second child, so she embroidered a pair of tiger shoes for her child on behalf of her mother's family in the distance - a pair of shoes with a smart and cute tiger head and tiger whiskers in front of the shoes, and colorful auspicious clouds embroidered on the soles - tiger shoes made eight years ago have not been given away. Bao Xiaoxing held the tiger shoes, gritting his teeth and wiping his tears in discomfort. She wanted to hug her aunt tightly, but hugging her in the northwest seemed so contrived and frivolous. In the end, she just hugged her aunt's arm, put her head on her shoulder, and cried. The next time I get close to the old lady like this, I don't know what year and month it will be. Bao Xiaoxing was reluctant, but time was tight, Qi Gong urged several times, and finally Mai carried her, and Qi Gong left her aunt's house with the box.

took a detour to Majiatun and helped Gui Ying bring some foodies sent by her second brother Ma Xingsheng, and when passing by the town, Hyosung quickly bought a few things, and then the three of them rushed to the high-speed rail station in Dali. When she arrived at the station, Zhang Qigong looked at the two motorcycles, and Mai pulled the box to send her into the station and get on the bus. The woman kept wiping her tears all the way, and her heart was indescribably empty. She didn't say a word about the difference between Mai and Mai, only Mai smirked innocently over there. Hurry up and hurry, all the way did not stop, fortunately caught up with the scheduled high-speed train in time, if it was ten minutes late, it would be too late. This trip home for the funeral is over.

The first snow gradually faded, the noon was stable, and the brilliance between Qiongyu was like a wash.

Bridge weeping willows, clear water wild birds.

Blue ground yellow, the wind is vigorous.

Hundreds of miles of mountains and ravines are entangled, and thousands of miles of water flow for a long time.

The hometown is picturesque, unvulgar and indecent, half drunk and half awake.

The winter in the county town is so different that Bao Xiaoxing looks awe-inspiring and depressed.

Looking back on the people I have come into contact with recently and the places I have visited, for Bao Xiaoxing, who lives in Shenzhen, it is like a dream. The stubborn aunt who picks the door has become an after-dinner story in other people's mouths from now on; The loyal and filial eldest cousin represents the depth of the three bows and nine knocks on behalf of everyone, which makes Bao Xiaoxing unforgettable in this life; There is a convincing tolerance and leisureliness in the cousin-in-law who accompanies herself to pick up the seeds of the soup flowers, a quality that does not need to be expressed in words, nor does it need to be discovered or recognized by exerting influence; Guo Tongsheng, who does things neatly and does not talk much, has become a rising star of his cousin's family and a rising star in the contemporary countryside; The filial and virtuous daughter-in-law Kiryu is so transparent that people often can't remember her name, but her faint smile always hangs on her face, bright as a flower; Mai Helong, who is young and hardworking, full of determination, and left behind in the countryside, has nothing to do with Bao Xiaoxing, but their appearance makes people feel a sense of joy and hope; Zhang Qigong and his wife, who support their family by planting orchards, are the backbone of the countryside, the generation that connects the past and the next, and the generation that ensures the smooth spring plowing in the contemporary countryside during the annual ploughing festival; The aunt who sent away a brother, a brother and an eldest sister is stubbornly resisting her own death, and under the torture of angina, rheumatism, chronic stomach pain, and blurred vision every day, the old man still maintains love and gentleness, and protects her next generation with a slight body and meager love......

Also, the uncle who is hunched and deaf and doesn't ask about the world, the second uncle who is uneasy but will eventually be relieved, the sister-in-law who loves to smile and is shrewd and capable, the second cousin who has not seen her for more than ten years but is still as kind as ever, the nephew Bao Weichou, who is wide and fat, and has just got a daughter, and her cousin Zhang Qihong, who has both part-time work and farming, has become the eldest cousin of other people's grandmothers in a blink of an eye, and likes to step on a tricycle and hold a plastic sword to fight and kill haha......

Everyone has their own life choices, and each Rao is the best situation for him intellectually and physically. Rousseau said, "All men are created equal, but they are always in shackles, which are not only limited by intelligence and physical strength, but also bound and even imprisoned by various fateful situations brought about by later choices." After one step of choice, the subsequent chain of choices is like countless forks in the road, leading everyone to the destination he should have or deserve.

However, where did the fork of fate between man and Rao begin?

It's time to choose from the beginning.

Choosing what to live and choosing what to die were probably the only two paths available at first.

The vast majority chose the former, and a very small number chose the latter. The people who choose the latter seem to have a similar pattern of fate, they always fear that death will come unexpectedly, and they are always ready to do only the most important and valuable things. The fate of those who choose the former is like a kaleidoscope and the consequences of autumn, and they strive to live a life of wealth and magnificence, admired by everyone, and envied by their relatives all their lives.

The tree of spring delights the eyes, but the tree of winter awakens the soul; The sour dates at the end of summer please the taste buds, but the thorns in winter whipped the will to live.

The woman sat in the car, looking out the window at the Guanzhong Plain, and the picture in her mind seemed to be speeding up the play.

The past six or seven have been very long. After returning home, she first went to her eldest cousin's house and found the seeds of the soup flower that she had dreamed of for many years; then went to my aunt's house, saw my aunt and uncle's aging like a world away, and met Mai, who had a rough life; After two trips to the town, she caught up with the market, and once again reviewed the specialties and foods of her hometown; She returned to the place where she was born, cleaning, taking pictures; She belatedly swept the grave of her parents and planted a flower behind the grave; She went back to her in-laws' house and visited many relatives...... These places were all the spaces of the first half of her life.

On the northwest slope of Baojiayuan, there is a waist-thick mulberry tree, which grows in the canal at the head of the ground, and no one cares about it. When I heard that the students in the school often went there to pick mulberry leaves in groups, half of the mulberry leaves in the nature class came from that tree. When the mulberry is ripe, the fruit of the black, black, red and red tree is sweet and sour, and the children steal some of it, sparrows and crows steal some of it, spiders and fruit insects steal some of it, and some of it spoils after midsummer...... Why had he never been to see the tree, the ancient mulberry tree that everyone in the village knew? Bao Xiaoxing smiled regretfully, looking at his hometown where the high-speed train had left. The old house, the threshing field, the village, the snow, the seed...... She was infinitely curious about the secrets of her hometown, but gradually forgot them.

Baojiayuan is getting farther and farther away from himself, and he doesn't know what city, county, and village he is passing by the high-speed railway. The jujube trees in winter twist and turn, like dancing phoenixes; The gray artemisia grass that the eye can see is like the steaming smoke on the earth; Barren to white earthen walls, earthen cliffs, and earthen hills have raised villages like turtles' backs.

The trees on the edge of the cliff grow where the ground meets, vicissitudes or graceful, like a man or a woman on a loess wall. The terraced rice fields in front of you are ancient scallops embedded in the earth, and they are the steps leading to the tower. Look, the grey, yellowish terraces are planted with fruit trees, and the green, droopy terraces are wheat and rape.

The winding and slender ridge dirt roads like neck folds, the humble and flexible mountains that make way for the winding mountain roads. At the beginning of the two mountains is a valley, and at the end of the valley is a mountain. The light is in Shandong, Shanxi is melancholy, the light is in Shanxi, and Shandong is gray. The ridges with tiger-backed dragon patterns are one by one, one by one, like a giant dinosaur lying on the land of Guanzhong. The deep bends and twists of the valley, horizontal and vertical, are like the gaps in people's palms and the texture on the skin.

What a Loess Plateau, where it is divided. Was Pangu too reckless at the beginning, or was it caused by extreme comfort and drunken sitting? The mountains of the Loess Plateau are not one by one, one by one, but layer by layer, string by string, stretching for hundreds of miles, like a Qinchuan cow arching out a pile of soil lumps; Like a group of marmots and monsters digging out one ravine after another, like a lost axe of enlightenment used by the villains to present the current situation.

The Loess Plateau is not spectacular, but it is very long; It is not a single tree, but a group of elephants; Colorless and majestic, it accurately interprets the roughness and stretch, unity and bravery of the Northwest. The Loess Plateau in autumn and winter is a natural landscape painting, no matter where you go, you can use your mobile phone frame to frame the frame, and each one taken out is like the landscape map of the five generations of master Dong Yuan. What kind of scenery is the loess wall in spring and summer, Bao Xiaoxing has almost forgotten. She looks forward to her hometown in spring, as if she is looking forward to her future self.

On the Loess Plateau, the gods are at peace and the people are at peace. And happiness is the combination of the two. What could be more apt than the words "leisure" and "tranquility"? The people here choose to endure hard work like their cousin Qigong, and like their aunts and uncles, they never compromise on their fate like their aunts and Mai, and they have no complaints about life like Kiryu's daughter-in-law and eldest cousin. They keep an eye on the four seasons, focus on the earth, and study farming; They are distracted, self-sufficient, and always attentive to themselves; They don't have the arrogance and anxiety of the city, and they exude a natural and pleasant fairy aura. They are real peasants, peasants who do not need mercy and help, peasants who have a happy face.

Thousands of miles are clear, the white clouds are leisurely, the plains are vast, and thousands of hills are open.

Before I knew it, it was half past two in the afternoon, and it had been two hours since the high-speed train left the departure station. Bao Xiaoxing sat by the window, motionless, his thoughts racing across the ground like a high-speed train.

Women fantasize about living such a life countless times. A few years later, she saved some money, which was only for retirement, and then she returned to Zhongjiawan or Baojiayuan with Zhong Li, who was already in her sixtieth year, and began to live in her later years. The first thing to do is to rebuild the house, hire one or two craftsmen, buy some local building materials, and build it as you go. Three simple and habitable rooms are sufficient, sitting on the north and facing south, white walls and gray tiles, wooden windows and iron doors, do not need to be exquisite and beautiful, but must be durable and strong. Then they buy furniture together, tables, chairs, benches, beds, kitchen utensils, farm tools, etc. are clean and usable, and they don't need to be brand new. Finally, the house was tidied up, and the three rooms were divided as follows: one for the old couple to live in, one for Mei Mei or Cheng Cheng to use when they came home to visit, and one for the use of miscellaneous items, such as grains and oils, wardrobes and boxes, etc.

The house is surrounded by open space, and the open space is all the sustenance of their later life, first build a flower pond in front of the house, and the flower pond must be planted with soup flowers, where there are flowers in the world is always poetic. Every year in the first month of the year, all the land around the house is organized into a slip, and two pieces of flowers and plants are selected in front of the house, more are used to plant melons, fruits and vegetables, apples, cherries, apricots, grapes, cucumbers, eggplants, tomatoes, yellow flowers, etc. To plant a row of trees behind the house, Bao Xiaoxing had already thought about it - choose a persimmon tree, a paulownia tree, a neem tree, and a acacia tree. Three or four acres of land are carved out behind the trees, which are specially used to grow wheat, rape and beans, and occasionally dotted with sesame seeds, alfalfa, buckwheat and the like. In the back corner of the house a sturdy hut was to be built, in which pigs, cows, sheep, chickens, ducks, and dogs could be raised.

Bao Xiaoxing also thought of the second plan, that is, to buy a yard and build a romantic house in the city where his children got married and had children. The house doesn't need to be too big, it doesn't need to be too high, one bedroom and one living room are enough. If there are grandchildren who come to live temporarily, she will build a cubicle of four or five square meters for them. In the cubicle, the children's favorite cartoon wallpaper is pasted, a few pieces of the baby's favorite furniture are placed, a balcony is built that they yearn for, a rocking chair where the child can lie down and watch the Milky Way moon, and some things are added, such as the dressing table for the girl's house, jewelry and children's wardrobe...... Of course, Bao Xiaoxing must carve out a flower field for herself outside the room, not too big seven or eight square meters, planting her favorite gardenias, cloves and moon seasons, building a durable bamboo shelf, and hanging her favorite sunflowers, petunias and spring and autumn dendrobium...... If possible, the woman would also cultivate a field sufficient to grow wheat, and would also consider planting greens, potatoes, sweet potatoes, beans, pumpkins, or fruit that her grandchildren liked to eat around the house. In the spring, she and Zhong Li worked hard to sow seeds, and in the summer they could dry some dried vegetables, stuff some paste, and pickle some meat and send them to the city for Meimei and Xuecheng, harvest with nature in autumn, and hide in their warm house in winter to enjoy the snow and keep warm. If there is a pursuit, it is to watch the great-grandchildren grow up little by little, and try to participate in their childhood and youth.

What women think about is not exactly what they lived in the countryside at that time, why has it become so difficult and luxurious now? It is better to live in the countryside for a period of time than to look forward to it every day. Bao Xiaoxing's eyes widened, his body leaned back, and he exhaled a breath of cold air, chuckling in his heart, frightened by his own thoughts. Those of them who were born in the seventies and spent twenty years in the city seem to be unable to go back. But if you analyze it, can you really not go back? The ancestral house is here, the fields are there, and the relatives are there, why do you think you can't go back? Why don't you dare to imagine the real life back in the countryside? At this time, the idea was a little amazing, and Bao Xiaoxing kept changing his sitting posture.

Old light bulbs, wooden cabinets, monkey king cigarettes, old cloth shoes, old teacups...... Ms. Bao seems to remember her home before her first trip to Shenzhen. The aunt rode over and made a special cake for her to eat on the train. After her finished baking cakes and making flower rolls and boiled eggs, she was busy until one o'clock in the morning, and she fell asleep with her that night, and sent herself on the bus second. My father went out to play cards, knowing that she left the village early the next morning to work in Guangdong, but he still played cards until three o'clock in the morning that night. Hyosung was so disgusted with her father that her only reason for leaving home was to stay away from him.

Now counted, my father has been dead for many years. Now that the motivation to leave home is gone, will Bao Xiaoxing consider returning to his hometown? The woman didn't dare to think about it anymore, because the more realistic and feasible her idea was, the more it made her shudder. She shook her head to stop her flood of thought impulses, and went to fetch water with her glass.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Lao Ma received a courier call. Take it back and open it to see, sure enough, it is the Buddha statue bought last night, the old man looked at the Buddha statue while marveling at the city's logistics and transportation. Holding the Buddha statue around the house, thinking about it, Lao Ma put the Buddha statue on Gui Ying's bedside frame. After steasing, Pulsatilla folded his hands, bowed his head three times loosely and non-perfunctory towards the Buddha statue, and recited Amitabha Buddha silently in his mouth.

It is full of Kerao lobster shops, steaming spicy hot shops, smiling Lanzhou ramen, Chaoshan casserole porridge with bright yellow tablecloths, bright and clean cake shops, busy dry cleaners, dark and quiet coffee shops, and tea shops where five or six people taste tea at the tea table in front of the Buddha...... At seven o'clock in the evening, Bao Xiaotang walked towards the Fuchun District of her sister's house, passing by various shops on the street, and the noise was endless, but she was very sad today, and this sadness arrived two or three early.

Today is Bao Xiaotang's birthday.

She is sad that no one in this world remembers her birthday, or she is sad that she is a humble existence in this world that is dispensable, life and death, or sad that she has been thirty-three years old since tomorrow. Bao Xiaotang kept looking up at the glass windows outside the shops, looking at herself reflected in the glass, she wanted to see if she was old, to see if she had wrinkles, drooping corners of her eyes, and her abdomen had become bigger...... What an amorous woman.

Fortunately, there was still someone in the mirror who transferred her injuries, and he pulled himself and didn't leave an inch. According to my sister's instructions, my grandfather will go to work on time tomorrow morning, and Sister Ming will send Xuecheng to school by herself, so she will send the child to her sister at night. Of course, after nine o'clock, Xiaotang had to leave to pick up people at the station. She should be glad that there is still someone in this world who will make her a teacher.

Compared with the people who mobilized her teachers, it seems that the people who made her teachers and people mobilized the people are more precious.

The woman looked back at Xuecheng and seemed to be smiling. As a mother, she always puts her children first, but where is her child now—church or hell? In this ever-changing world, there are Meimei and Xuecheng, a pair of children, and my sister is happy and has something to look forward to. As long as there is hope in life, there is no despair. As soon as the woman lowered her head, two tears fell to the ground. She clenched her studies and hurried home.

Everyone will grow old, so why should she be amorous when she is a drop in the ocean. But what she is deeply sad about is a drop in the ocean, like a pure cloud, like a drop of clear rain, like a graceful her. 166 Reading Network