The middle of July is the Midyear Festival.

In the middle of the night, the dark night has already come eagerly, looking at the sparkling stars in the sky, you know that the place should be fresh and unpolluted. When the howling wind blows through the swaying rice branches in the fields, anyone can imagine that this is a remote rural village away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Perhaps it was because of the light rain that had just fallen, the country roads were extremely muddy, and as far as the eye could see, there was no road to prosperity connecting the urban and rural areas that was often broadcast on major television stations. However, with the extension of the country road, you can vaguely see that the scale of the village is not small, although most of them are ordinary one-story brick houses, but there are also a few two-story small buildings that are so different, and the feeling of standing out from the crowd arises spontaneously. One of the most striking is a small building close to the entrance of the village, it is more appropriate to say that it is a high-end villa, the two stone unicorns set up at the door and the retro iron gate painted with vermilion color, although there is obviously some ancient taste, but when you enter the yard, you will find parasols, rocking chairs and other items full of modern atmosphere, the most different thing is that in such a country courtyard, there is a ten-meter-sized hot spring pool, which also directly shows that the status of the owner of this small building in the village is very unusual.

Walking into this small building, you will find that in the middle of the night, a room facing the door path window has no curtains, if you walk through the path, you can clearly see everything in the room, from the layout of the room can easily identify it is a study, the magnificent desk, four large bookcases full of all kinds of books divided by six layers, all announce to everyone the education level of the owner of this study. Behind the desk sat a middle-aged man who was nearly half a hundred years old, slightly fat, wearing silk pajamas, with a gold-wire glasses without lenses, holding a thick book in his hand, but what was extremely incompatible with this cultural atmosphere was that the man put his feet on the desk, if you look closely, you will find that although the book is spread out, there is also a mobile phone in the book, this man has been fiddling with the mobile phone, and the book seems to be just an ornament.

After the man behind the desk replied to a WeChat, he habitually deleted it, and then the corners of his mouth seemed to have an almost indistinct arc, like self-deprecation, as if he was ridiculing something. Sun Ye vaguely remembers that when he took the initiative to sign up for this village as the village party secretary more than ten years ago, his colleagues and friends around him thought he was stupid, and when he moved his household registration to this village to settle down, and even took his father over, everyone thought he was crazy. But now, not only has he made many people in the village rich, but his house is also the envy of most of the people around him, if they know how much wealth they can't imagine......

The old-fashioned wall clock on the wall rang two o'clock in the morning, and Sun Ye rubbed his forehead tiredly. At this time, there was a coughing sound from the old father's room next door, it seemed that the father's tracheitis was more serious, "Maybe it's really time to start preparing to move back to the city, the medical conditions in the city are still not comparable here, and now his wealth should impress the snobs who laughed at him before." Sun Ye has had a particularly deep relationship with his father since he was a child, and when he was four years old, his father broke a little finger by a passing car in order to save him from crossing the road. Sun Ye thought silently for a while, but still shook his head. At this time, there was a clattering sound outside the door, getting closer and closer. Sun Ye raised his head, and it seemed that it was the black teddy dog he had raised six years ago that was messing around in various rooms at night.

Sun Ye stood up and was about to stretch when he suddenly froze, because he suddenly remembered something, the dog that was wandering around had been crushed to death by a car that came outside to conduct water quality surveys at the door two months ago, and he was sulking for a long time because he couldn't turn his face with those people because of some things. But this voice is so familiar, obviously it is his own black teddy. As the voice approached, Sun Ye subconsciously covered his mouth and nose with his hands, his eyes kept staring at the open door, and a small black shadow ran in under the somewhat dim stage light. "Ah!!h Sun Ye screamed uncontrollably, it was the teddy dog, how could it be here, obviously he buried it in the backyard with his own hands, the dog's black fur was dyed red with blood, and even his eyes were crushed. At this time, an old voice came: "What's wrong?" ”。 Sun Ye came back to his senses all of a sudden, and hurriedly ran to his father's bedroom, and in a hurry, even the teacup on the desk fell to the ground and smashed the fans.

"No" Just when his hand just touched his father's door, Sun Ye suddenly remembered another thing. "My father had passed away for half a year due to a sudden attack of aspiration pneumonia, and the funeral he held at that time could be said to be very beautiful, which made many people in the village envious. But the familiar cough just now was clearly my father's voice." At this time, the door of my father's bedroom was slowly pushed open, and the hoarse voice was so harsh, and an old man slowly walked out, with a little finger missing from his right hand. "That's right, it's my father" Sun Ye watched his father slowly approach him, his eyes looked at him directly, his mouth opened and closed with only one rhythm, and a mechanical voice floated over: "What's wrong with you?" At the same time, a hand with a missing little finger slowly approached him, as if to grasp his heart directly.

"Ahh Sun Ye screamed again, and suddenly felt a cramp in his heart, he realized that it might be his congenital heart attack, he couldn't care about his father's hand reaching out to him, and quickly reached out and grabbed the side pocket of his silk pajamas. "Nothing? How is it possible, I obviously put emergency medicine in all my clothes and visible places, how can it be? At this time, he was already panicked and fell to see his father's hand stretched out in front of him.

After three days, Sun Ye's yard was full of dead leaves, and the water in the hot spring pool was not clear. There are always people walking in and out of the yard one after another, and the people who come in always repeat the same process. "Bow, incense, hand white envelopes". Everyone looked at an old man with sympathy, and his old and withered right hand was missing a little finger. He sat alone in the mourning shed full of white flowers and wreaths, looking at everyone indifferently, and holding a fluffy black teddy dog in his arms.