The magpie begins to nest, and the geese will return north.

Carrying a large bag of luggage, he drove the carriage for three days and three nights, and finally rushed home before Chinese New Year's Eve.

From a distance, I saw Fu Shuye looking back at the entrance of the village.

I haven't seen it for a long time, and Fu Shuye's chin has also grown some cyan stubble.

"Tired on the road, aren't you?" Fu Shuye naturally took the package in my hand and threw it on his shoulder.

"Okay, how long have you been waiting?"

Xu is because the two have not seen each other for a long time, and they are polite and unfamiliar when they speak, and those intimate words when they were young are now choked in their throats, but they can't say it anyway.

Daddy stood at the door, seeing that Fu Shuye and I had just appeared, and lit a string of firecrackers.

Daddy, who has always been silent, has a rare red light on his face, only smiling, and he doesn't know where to put his hands.

Neighbors on all sides poked their heads out, with some warlike smiles on their faces, and said some flattering words.

A-Niang was busy in the small kitchen, and the smoke from the big iron pot covered A-Niang's face.

"Open the meal, open the meal." Ah Niang stretched out, wiped her hand on her body indiscriminately, and pulled Daddy to sit.

It's just a family meal for four people, and more than a dozen dishes fill a table.

But as soon as I sat down, Lu County heard that I had returned, and sent someone to send some gift boxes.

Standing at the door politely for a while, the man grinded and chirped and pulled hands and sycophants, so as not to disturb people.

Auntie and Daddy maintained a hypocritical smile on their faces, accompanying them.

When the man was gone, the hot dishes on the table were cold.

There was a thin layer of oil on the silver carp tofu, and Ah Niang sighed almost inaudibly, casually pulled the broken hair between the temples, and went to reheat the dish.

Fu Shuye scrambled to help, and for a while I was left alone in the courtyard.

It was easy to calm down, and I silently looked at the house.

Everything was still the same, the tables and chairs made of bamboo strips were tied with brand new straw ropes, and Daddy and Auntie were covered with the coarse quilt I had when I left home.

Unchanged, as always.

Daddy saw that I had entered the house alone, and followed me with his hands behind his back.

"In the capital, how can you live well? Can there be charcoal fires in winter, and can there be distribution covers? ”

"Okay." I pinched Daddy and Auntie's quilt, the cotton wool inside was thin and uneven, and my heart was sour: "This quilt has been covered for a long time, let's go to the trampoline and cover it again another day." ”

Daddy smiled innocently, and read in his mouth: "It's not cold at home, it's not in the way, but you are alone in Beijing, so you have to take care of yourself." ”

As she was talking, Ah Niang had re-heated the dish on the table.

"This is the silver carp that your father specially went to catch, you can taste it and warm up." Ah Niang sandwiched a large piece of fish meat in my bowl, and pushed the fried small yellow flower in front of me, shouting: "Eat more fish, you can't eat this fresh taste in the capital." ”

Seeing that the bowl was piled up high in just a moment, I buried my head in it.

Fu Shuye was unusual, not saying a word.

The surface of the meal is lively, but the atmosphere is very weird.

watched Fu Shuye clean up the dishes and chopsticks, wash the table, and then silently go out to fetch water.

Ah Niang's eyes never left his back.

Ah Niang said that she also thought that Fu Shuye had already let go of Miss Cheng Cheng.

But that day, Fu Shuye repaired the rain leak on the roof, and saw Cheng Cheng sitting on the sedan chair with a big belly from afar.

The brick that Fu Shuye was carrying in his hand still smashed on his feet.

I think I need to talk to him.

Carrying a pot of soju, he made a shawl in the twilight, intending to share the past with Fu Shuye.

Fu Shuye sat by the small pond at the entrance of the village, teasing the fish as before.

I sat down to myself.

"Well, I have a friend...."After thinking about it, I choreographed: "Once upon a time, he was high-spirited, dreamy, full of ambition, and when he smiled, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all so wanton and chic. ”

“......”

Fu Shuye was silent and did not answer.

"Later....... He no longer has the presumptuous laughter, his straight back is also bent, and he no longer has the youthful spirit of Lingyun....."

“......”

Fu Shuye threw the fish food in his hand into the pond and still didn't say a word.

"Hey, you're not listening!" I poked Fu Shuye's arm with some shame.

Fu Shuye patted the residue on his hands, turned around and said: "Don't beat around the bush, I have seen you grow up bare-chested since I was a child, except for me, is your friend a rhubarb at the entrance of the village?" ”

"Actually, I'm fine." Fu Shuye took a sip of soju, lay down, and said lightly: "Don't worry about me, tell me about you, Yazi, are you okay in the capital?" ”

I knew that he wanted to change the subject, so I didn't answer, but said, "I heard that Cheng Cheng is going to be a mother." ”

At night, the whispering of water in the pond is far and near, but the insects and frogs flowing in the dark night can be heard clearly.

The sound of insects was so loud that it almost overshadowed Fu Shuye's rough panting.

"You haven't liked anyone, you don't know how it feels." Fu Shuye clenched his fist with one hand and said in a dumb voice: "It's like a hole leaking from the bottom of my heart, the wind keeps blowing in, filling it up, and then suddenly withdrawing and leaving, and since then, it has been empty." ”

I shook my head, it was too profound.

The former high-spirited Fu Shuye is gone, and the gentleness in Fu Shuye's eyes has also dimmed.

Now he is more like a ball that has withdrawn from breath, deflated and embarrassed and thrown in the corner.

Fu Shuye babbled and chattered, and a pot of soju went down to his stomach, but he didn't see drunkenness.

I frowned, remembering that on the day Feng Qi released the list, Fu Shuye's cheeks were flushed and his tongue was stiff after just a few cups.

Come to think of it, he has already practiced the ability to drink.

The half-toothed silver moon climbed up to the sky, and I pointed to the hillside at the entrance of the village and asked, "Where are the wildflowers on this mountain?" ”

"It's burning." Fu Shuye said lightly: "The children in the village chased after them with burning sticks, and the sparks fell on it, and the fire burned for half a day, and all the mountain flowers on the slopes of the mountain were destroyed. ”

I closed my eyes and sniffed carefully: "But there is still the fragrance of mountain flowers." ”

"Silly Yazi," Fu Shuye smiled: "That was all last year, and now it has grown again." ”

I looked into Fu Shuye's eyes and smiled.

Fu Shuye laughed for a long time, realized something, smiled, and bowed his head silently.

"Sometimes, you need to burn everything clean for something new to grow, and it's the same with people. Shanhua can start over, Fu Shuye, you too, you can always find a way. ”

Fu Shuye tugged at the corners of his mouth desolately, but did not answer.

"Fu Shuye!" I shook his shoulders hard and shouted, "Your eyes are full of withered mountain flowers, even if they are not far from you, you can't appreciate them." ”

"The withered mountain flower, just throw it somewhere, and ignore it again. No matter how much you think about it, it can't come back to life. ”

"Yazi," Fu Shuye clenched his fists and said softly: "There are no immortals in the world, you and I are mortals, and some things can't be put away." ”

There is a philosophical term called "control dichotomy", which refers to: accept what cannot be controlled, and control can be controlled.

Obviously, Fu Shuye is at such a stage.

In the following days, everyone knew it, and no one mentioned anything again.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Ah Niang wore the golden peach blossom hairpin I picked out, dressed in a new dress, and pulled Daddy to show off.

Daddy smiled sullenly, and Daddy, who has always been bad at words, kissed Auntie on the face fiercely.

Fu Shuye also changed into the Luo clothes I picked for him, choosing the best silk fabrics, and the cuffs were specially tattooed with elegant bamboo leaf pattern piping, and the robe was snow-white and spotless.

His hair was tied up with a bamboo hairpin, a few strands of hair on his forehead were blown away by the wind, his slender body was straight, and his robe fit properly.

only tilted his head slightly, the early morning sun hit Fu Shuye, with a layer of golden halo, it was such a Fu Fan He Lang, fresh and handsome.

I thought to myself, Fu Shuye is so good-looking.

"Yazi, where's your new clothes?" Fu Shuye looked at me and said with a frown.

I turned around, pointed to the plum blossom hairpin on my head, and said with a smile: "New Year's gift." ”

A-Niang stopped and said distressedly: "Why did you buy us all new clothes, but you are reluctant to buy them for yourself." When you do things in the capital, you have to eat and dress better, so that you won't be laughed at. ”

"Ah Niang, how can it be so serious as you say," I pouted, and said in a brisk tone: "My colleagues take good care of me, especially the professor who took me, and they took care of me. ”

At the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Ah Niang opened another table.

The silver carp tofu in the middle was put on the table again, and I almost thought it was leftover from last time.

But Fu Shuye said that Ah Niang saw that I had a few more chopsticks last time, and thought I liked it, so she rushed to the village early in the morning to buy them.

After all, this is the third time I've seen this dish on the table since I came back.

Perhaps, when the mother has such a common problem, as long as you find out what kind of dish you like, you will cook it frequently, she doesn't know how to express her love to the children who have left home as adults, but she is desperately trying to give you what you think is good, give it to you, love is overwhelmed, and the words of love do not reach the meaning.

With A-Niang's eagerly looking eyes, she took a chopstick and silver carp into the mouth.

"It's delicious." Xu is dish is too hot, I just feel that when I say this, I choke in my throat and can't speak.

A-Niang seemed to have received some great compliment, proudly puffed up her chest, raised her eyebrows at Daddy showing off, and said in a low voice: "I'll just say that Yazi likes to eat, right?" ”

Daddy smiled sullenly, took a big mouthful of rice, and narrowed his eyes, like a crescent moon in the sky.

My mouth was stuffed with hot food, and my eyes were foggy.

Raised his sleeve and casually swept the corners of his eyes, sucking up the dewdrops, and saw the tears falling in the bowl when A-Niang lowered her head.

Although Ah Niang smiled at the corner of her mouth, the transparent liquid fell down "click, click".

I know that A-Niang is reluctant to give me up.

After tonight, I will set off for another three days and three nights in a carriage and return to the capital.

When we meet again, it's Chinese New Year's Eve next year.

How to give, how to give?

As soon as the heart was impulsive, his mouth couldn't stop opening his mouth, and he said the thoughts that were hidden in the depths.

"I want to buy a house in installments in the capital and pick you up."