Suddenly, the news came that the Japanese were calling again! Lao Ma had just returned to Tunli from Shenzhen, and saw that hundreds of people in the village decided to move out en masse for fear of the devils coming. The stubborn old horse did not want to move out of Majiatun, so he quietly and silently decided to stay in the village. On the third day, the Japanese entered the town and saw that they were about to arrive at Majiatun! The rest of the family told him that he could take refuge in the nearest village and escape for two days and two nights, but it was not completely safe.

At the time of life and death, Lao Ma didn't know what to do, he pinned his hopes on Xingbang, he hoped that Xingbang could make life and death decisions for him, but he knew very well in his heart that this kind of wishful thinking was meaningless, and he was the one who knew Xingbang best in the world. Hunger, loneliness, and overwhelming fear almost overwhelmed him, and no one could save him.

The Japanese finally came, and the old horse hid in the sweet potato cellar and listened to the sound of the Japanese smashing and looting, trembling with fear. At this moment, a woman called him softly at the entrance of the cellar, the voice was like Gui Ying's, and her face was like Gui Ying's grandmother, he stood up and looked, it turned out to be Gui Ying's mother!

Lao Ma was very happy, he was about to talk to her, and remembered that Gui Ying's mother hadn't left early?

He was sure that when he remembered it, Gui Ying's mother had already left. So, he opened his eyes.

The watch showed 5:50, and the old horse sat on the bed, recalling the dream just now. Dreaming of the old man - I'm afraid it won't last long! The old horse thought of the big brother and the old people in the village, who all dreamed of the deceased old man when they were leaving, and he took a deep breath. If that's the case, he has to go back quickly, and he will swallow his breath in the village, on his domineering cement kang. It is better to die in this big city and be burned to the end than to be eaten by owls, bats, and voles in the wilderness of Yingge Valley!

Lao Ma looked at his sleeping grandson, from his hair to his fingernails, from the bridge of his nose to the soles of his feet, although he looked like a member of the He family, his personality was like his mother, but it was a pity that he was a little cowardly, and he wanted to live with him for a few years, so as to be bold! The old horse sighed in frustration, he didn't expect that he couldn't stay after only living for a month, and he didn't expect that he would be reluctant to leave after only living for a month. He had to hurry back to the village and look at his orchard, and his four yellow dogs, and the prosperity around him. Xingsheng has been with him since he was a child, and he has never been alone.

The old horse knew that he was sleeping deeply, and he began to pack his things while he was happy. The old man bent down to spread out his suitcase, folded his clean clothes at the head of the bed and put them in, put the things he hadn't used for the past three days into the box, and put a new stack of photos under the bedside mattress...... Lao Ma couldn't help but look at the photos taken recently, and touched the portraits in them, from Gui Ying to Yangyang, from Zai Zai to Zhiyuan, from himself to his Yingying...... The old man who looked through the photos one by one seemed to be trapped.

"Huh? Grandpa, what are you doing? Tsai was disturbed by the noise.

"I'm packing the box!" The old horse put the pile of photos into a plastic bag and put the plastic bag in the clothes in the suitcase.

"What are you doing with the boxes?" Tsai Zai took a sip of sleep.

"Grandpa is ready to go back to Tun." The old horse glanced at the boy.

"Huh?" Tsai sat up slowly, crossed on one leg, and unkempt hair with the other, his soul seemed to be outside the wilderness.

After observing for a while, seeing that Grandpa was really packing the box, Tsai Tsai frowned and rubbed his eyes, and then drilled his temples and said, "Grandpa, you want to go, right?" ”

"I didn't tell you! Look at you, you can't wake up like a fool! Hehe! After the old horse finished speaking, he cleaned up the things in the bedside table.

Tsai Tsai wondered, clasped his knees in both hands, and asked after a while, "Why?" ”

"Enough is enough!"

Tsai Tsai watched the old man clean up, and suddenly had nothing to say.

After the old horse cleaned up, he pulled up the box and went to the balcony to smoke. I saw that it was dark this morning, with strong winds and heavy rain. Gui Ying said that there was a huge typhoon, and he still lied to Gui Ying. The old horse took advantage of the slight coolness of the wind and rain to repeatedly recall the dream just now. He remembered many things about Gui Ying's mother, her grandmother, and grandfather, and when he was younger. When people are old, once they fall into memories, they are like falling into the bottomless pit of rat spirits.

The more you don't want to reminisce, the stronger the memories. It is said that people have all kinds of signs before they die, and I wonder if this morning's dream is considered an omen for themselves. Lao Ma thought of this and just wanted to go back to Majiatun as soon as possible, he had to pick a good piece of land for himself, that place had to be next to Gui Ying's grandparents and her mother, but the feng shui was good, he wanted to ask Lao Zhang of Zhangjiazhai to come over and show him the feng shui of the cemetery, the acupuncture points of the yin house, and he also had to prepare some trees and flowers in front of his grave......

It was more than nine o'clock in a blink of an eye, and he didn't know when Guiying left, and when Zhiyuan called him on the table with breakfast, he realized that most of the time had passed.

Zhiyuan knew that Lao Ma was leaving, and before leaving, he wanted the old man to taste more snacks from all over the world, so he put away the rice noodles bought from the best rice noodle shop in the neighborhood on a small plate, pushed them to Lao Ma and said: "Dad, you try this - Cheong Fun, this is a breakfast in Guangdong, it is rare in our hometown, you will eat it, taste it!" ”

"Hmmm! Is it raining heavily outside? "Old Ma saw that Zhiyuan's clothes were half wet.

"It's a while, and it's useless to hit the umbrella when you catch up! A once-in-a-50 year typhoon in history is coming! Zhiyuan hugged Yangyang on the chair, sat down and continued: "The typhoon came from the sea, passed through several countries in Southeast Asia, and the loss was not small. The National Meteorological Center predicts a super typhoon, and the Guangdong Provincial Government has been preparing for the typhoon for the past two days! ”

"Oh! With such a strong wind, we don't have this over there! ”

"Hong Kong and Macau are also on high alert! Yesterday Shenzhen sent a warning text message, and today's typhoon alert has been upgraded to a yellow warning! Tsai Tsai's cram school will be suspended tomorrow! I guess Gui Ying and they won't be at work tomorrow! ”

"It's so serious!" The old horse was surprised and confused.

"This typhoon is really different! Dad, look! This is the typhoon route! "Zhiyuan opened the real-time path of the typhoon to show Lao Ma.

The old man stared at the small whirlwind moving in his mobile phone, rare and curious, seeing that the map could be enlarged and smallened, moved around, and looked carefully for about ten minutes.

After breakfast, Zhiyuan cleaned up the dining table and played in the house. Yesterday the sun was shining, but today it was suddenly stormy, and the weather in the south is really incomprehensible. The balcony was filled with rain and cold winds, and the old horse had to stay in the living room and lie on the sofa to listen to the play. At this moment, he still listens to "Huluyu":

"There are mountain people, pedestrians, horses, gods and ghosts, it is difficult to guess, arrange Liujia and Liuding Renliang."

"In Xicheng, I was frightened by the danger of General Liang, and thanks to the old Zhao Yun commanding the troops."

"Hate Ma Tan lost the street pavilion and defeated it in one battle, thanks to Zhao Zilong's single-handed victory."

"Tianshui Guan accepts Jiang Weiliang's heart is cute, and my disciple Jiang Boyu is an all-rounder in civil and military affairs."

"King Cao Pi heard that he didn't love it, and he wanted to take the young lord Longtai when he went to war."

"The little young master is handsome when the hall is hung up, and my two families are camping together."

"Ordered the heavens to protect the war book and his family's camp, but why didn't he come back after noon."

"The gossip in the sleeves is secretly pinching and secretly speculating, Sima Zhao's enemy will definitely come."

……

Hearing the depths, Lao Ma hummed unconsciously: "Who doesn't know that Zhu Kong Ming is good at gossip, and life and death in the world are not bad." There are mountain people and pedestrians like a play, and the mountain people are more than the bright moon in their hearts. You Hugh said that the son's father is very strategic, and I will treat his big Sima as a doll......"

Old Ma Xu didn't know that only a grander story, a more turbulent history, and a more tortuous life of a great man could suppress his fear of death. Regardless of joys and sorrows, in the vast Qin opera, he always hollowed himself out. Only when it is hollow, a person will not worry about himself.

Having money in your hands is like having an army under your banner - people's hearts are at ease. Bao Xiaotang quickly sold several brand-name things that Li Zhiquan bought for her on the second-hand website, and had tens of thousands of yuan more in her hand. Knowing that the typhoon was coming, she got up early in the morning and went to the travel agency to sign up, where she selected a route for the three European tours, and the romantic seven-day tour of foreign countries was about to be realized, Xiaotang was very happy, and only felt sorry for the lack of 10,000 yuan on the card. Yesterday, she ran three driver's license training institutions in the city, and finally decided on one with a good reputation, so the 6,000 yuan was gone.

It was almost twelve o'clock when she came out of the travel agency, Xiaotang bought two lunches and took them to the café where Xuemei was. Along the way, the beauty was very relaxed, thinking of the luxurious and splendid life that was coming, she was excited in her heart, even the walking steps were jubilant, and the back was also light.

If a person is not burdened with hatred, can leave behind the past and can escape the cruelty of reality, then his life is undoubtedly happy and worthwhile; If he spends his life like this, then his life will also be happy and happy. It's a pity that people live in a cobweb with a bright front and a bloody back. Because of the inevitable suffering, people yearn for happiness so much. Xiaotang knew that the light light and shadow under her feet were only temporary, so she cherished it.

He Yiming, who was in the make-up class, let go of Gu Shuyu for the first time, but was worried about an old man. When he got up early, he quietly told his mother that his grandfather was leaving, but his mother looked indifferent and did not respond; He told his father, who just nodded his head to indicate that he understood. Why did they react so rationally—they were so sensible that they were cold, and they were a little reluctant? These days, in getting along with Han Dian and Shu Yu, the only topic that the amorous boy can attract his attention without suspense is his grandfather, many details of his grandfather are bizarre and funny, and the explanation is ordinary and touching in the future.

The most important thing is that Gu Shuyu has repeatedly expressed that he wants to see the old man with his own eyes! If grandpa left like this, how could he find another reason to let Gu Shuyu go to his house? I'm afraid this reason is more difficult than mending the sky! If Grandpa left like this, how would he make Gu Shuyu laugh in the future? I'm afraid that the jokes borrowed on the Internet are low-level and embarrassing, which makes him stupid and vulgar.

The boy dragged his cheeks and looked up at the English teacher as he bent his head down on scratch paper to draw the hookah that his grandfather kept on his desk every night.