There is not much difference between the courtyard of the Feng family and the dream of Feng Ping, of course, the architectural style is different. www.biquge.info But the same quaint house, the same historical carving still reveals the glory of this Feng family in reality. It's just that Feng Ping knows in his heart that the current Feng family is a model of the middle of the family, which is very simple and straightforward, and the embodiment is that only he and his grandfather live in such a large courtyard.

Looking at everything familiar around him, Feng Ping always felt that everything here now was different from what he saw when he went home every day. I just feel that there is always a trace of awkwardness in what my eyes see.

Walking through the familiar hallway, I came to the main hall. The hall corridor of the Feng family is quite magnificent, the simple furniture reveals a kind of ancient family heritage, the table in the middle and the Taishi chair are exquisitely carved, at a glance it is the ancient goods of the feudal period, but the two rows on the side seem to be modern products. Among them, there are four big characters of Haotian righteousness, and there is also a hanging portrait of a white-haired old man. Feng Ping asked his grandfather when he was a child, who this portrait was, and his grandfather told him that he was the grandfather, and it was not until he grew up that Feng Ping reacted, why he was called the grandfather and not the ancestor, which has always made him curious.

Grandpa doesn't seem to be at home today, it seems that he doesn't know from which day he was a child, grandpa often doesn't go home at night, leaving Feng Ping alone at home, Feng Ping will be scared at first, and gradually get used to the feeling of being alone at home, and slowly from feeling very bored, gradually like this. After all, the quiet environment and elegant decoration are much luckier than those who live in pigeon-cage-like houses in big cities. What's more, I have a lot of fox friends and dog friends, and occasional drinking and chatting will not make life seem monotonous.

Estimating that he was going to spend it alone today, Feng Ping walked to the courtyard where his grandfather took care of it every day, which was an independent yard. It's just that the size is really staggering, at least there are other houses in the family that add up to the general size, before Feng Ping has been thinking about why the family can have the money to get such a big yard, and then I heard my grandfather say that it was demolished a lot of houses and changed, in addition to the moon gate connected to the house independently, the others are surrounded by three corridors, there is a big stone in the middle of the garden, only the top of the stone can be seen in the corridor, and the surrounding area is full of flowers and trees. When he was a child, Feng Ping always felt that this was a terrible place, because every time he went in, he had to go around for a long time to come out, in addition to the complicated flowers and trees that were really fascinating, grandpa also seemed to have a special area for here, various types of flowers and trees complement each other in addition to presenting an overall sense of beauty, but also forming a natural labyrinth, easy to enter, with the forked path out but it takes a lot of time. What's even more amazing is that some of the flowers and trees in this small garden are actually unknown to Feng Ping.

You know, Feng Ping has loved flowers and trees since he was a child, and he knows most of the daily household plants, and even says that Jiangxi is suitable for growth, and he also recognizes seven, seven, eight, eight, but in this yard, he can only call his name, and he has never even seen a lot of the remaining plants, let alone understand the efficacy. I asked my grandfather three times, and I got a perfunctory answer, and then I didn't let Feng Ping get close to those plants, anyway, my grandfather wouldn't do anything bad, and I didn't worry about thinking of this Feng Ping. It's just that there are a lot of them, such as a plant with a large and blood-red flower, dotted with white spots, and thorns on its branches. After all, today's network technology is so advanced, and the species discovered and recognized by humans are basically recorded, so it is too strange to get results. Every time Feng Ping thinks about this, he imagines that his grandfather is an unknown botanist who is cultivating new varieties. It's just that when I think of my grandfather wearing a Mao suit every day and speaking in an ancient dialect, I feel that I can't convince myself, so I have to attribute it to the fact that I can't describe it and can't use the Internet.

The forest was too big to water, and it was too laborious to irrigate, so Grandpa laid a pipe in the forest himself as an automatic watering system, and opened the watering valve according to Grandpa's instructions, and there was nothing to do.

Summer is the most suitable for a daze, the yard at home in the summer is much cooler than outside, sitting on the platform in the corridor and looking at the sky, Feng Ping suddenly felt that it would be very good if he could live his life like this. I have never had any ambitions, and sometimes I even fantasize about one field, two people, three lives and four seasons, and self-sufficiency. It's just that it's too difficult to live a self-sufficient life in today's environment, let alone take care of your grandfather.

Thinking about it, Feng Ping lay there, his hands on his head, the box at his feet, and entered the lunch break in a daze, only the slight sound of the wind and the chirping of birds on the eaves in his ears, which felt clean and comfortable, but the strange uneasiness in his heart has been lingering.

Summer is Feng Ping's favorite season, you don't need to be attacked by the cold wind, you don't need heavy clothes, you can go anywhere with short sleeves, shorts and sandals. You can go to the river to play in the water, you can go to the orchard to pick fruits, comfortable and pleasant. Stay at home when it's too hot, it's always cool at home, and you don't even need an air conditioner fan, which is a good place to cool off. Aside from the annoying mosquitoes, there's really nothing annoying about summer.

habitually waved his hand, wanting to drive away the mosquitoes flying back and forth, but suddenly found that there seemed to be no insect harassment around him, and he was suddenly stunned when he thought about it. Twilight stood up and sat down on the pillar. Another summer breeze blew, but the summer breeze that should have been hot made Feng Ping feel cold all over his body, and a gust of cold air spread from the soles of his feet to his back, why didn't there be insect chirping?

Feng Ping has never paid attention to this problem, although Feng Ping often comes to this yard, he has never cared about the problem of insects, he just remembers that his room has a lot of mosquitoes every spring and summer, which makes him annoyed, but he doesn't remember if there is a problem with insects in this yard. I pressed my head to try to remember, and I wanted to remember if there was such a magic here, but I really couldn't remember it clearly. Looking at the flowers and trees in a garden, there is no reason why there are so many trees without mosquitoes. His intuition told him that the problem must be in the flowers and trees he didn't know.

Putting the box on the ground in the corridor, he randomly chose the nearest entrance and walked into the garden, looking at the trees around him, some of which were taller than himself, Feng Ping felt that all this was really strange. While walking along the path to the garden, I pricked up my ears to listen, and there was indeed no sound of insects chirping at all, and I wanted to reach out and touch a small tree, thinking of the ability of some plants to seal their throats with blood, and hurriedly shrank back.

Look at the landscape stone in the middle and walk in that direction. Feng Ping can't remember the last time he came in, but he remembers that the forest was still a dirt road at that time, and now it has been paved with bluestone slabs, and the distribution of each grid is very even, and I don't know when my grandfather got it. I walked along the path for a long time before I arrived at the Taihu Lake stone in the middle, I didn't think it from a distance, but I found that this stone was amazingly big when I looked closely. It doesn't seem to be much smaller than the one in the dream, but the whole stone structure is very different, and it is obviously not a type of stone. There are a lot of hollows in the whole, and when I was a child, I just thought it was fun and suitable for hide and seek, but I never found that this stone was so atmospheric.

When I get older, I seem to be less courageous. Everything I experienced today is too mysterious, I am very worried about what will happen in my house, thinking about this, looking at the hollow of the black hole in the stone, Feng Ping was a little scared, and he didn't even dare to stick his head over to see what was going on, I remember that when I was a child, I was reckless in it, and now I think about it is really bold. There are a few smaller stones on the side of the big stone, Feng Ping stood up and looked around a few times, and found that there was no strange place around except for all kinds of flowers and trees, and there was a small stream flowing through, so that there were stones, soil, forests and water, I really didn't know what was to get rid of mosquitoes.

I looked down at the stone cave that I used to drill when I was a child, if I remember correctly, this stone cave is connected to a few smaller stones on the side, and there are some small plants and trees to cover it, but it can also stretch for a distance of several meters. When I was a child, I always used this as my secret base, burying some little secrets in the soil between the stone caves that I didn't want my grandfather to know, but I was too old and I had forgotten what I had buried.

It seems that Lin Zi's secret is not here, and Feng Ping thought of those flowers that he couldn't find the reason again. He walked in the opposite direction, and soon came to a small garden, that is to say, the most mysterious place in the woods. When I was a child, I didn't go out at home, and I played every inch of here, although my grandfather never let myself step in, but I went in and watched a few times when my grandfather was not at home. They are all strange flowers and trees, and they all seem to be rare varieties, but they are not unique in rarity. The big red flower with white spots that can't be found is growing in the middle, I haven't been in to see it for a long time, and today I just checked whether the flower has the effect of repelling insects.

But it backfired, and before I reached the edge of the garden, I saw a figure working in the garden from a distance, as if he was digging something. With gray hair, he was wearing long pants and a long gown, and he was supposed to be a tunic suit, and I didn't know what it was like to wear so much for labor in such weather. It's just that Feng Ping knew who it was when he looked at this back, and he shouted that grandpa was about to walk over.

The back seemed to be frightened when he heard the voice, and it calmed down when he heard the voice of his grandson. He glanced back at Feng Ping and said calmly, "Are you back?" There is a hoe at the entrance of the garden, you hoe the weeds over there, and be careful not to hoe the wrong one. The old man's beard is long, there is no trace of variegation in his snow-white hair, but his eyes are very sharp, there is no twilight of the elderly, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but it looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties.

Hearing his grandfather's instructions, Feng Ping is not strange, he has been doing chores since he was a child, and he doesn't feel anything bad, but he can find an excuse not to read books in addition to his usual study, that is, he is very unconvinced that his grandfather is afraid that he will not be able to figure out weeds and flowers and trees, and his grandfather also knows about his hobby of flowers and trees, how can he not distinguish between weeds.

Picked up the hoe only to find that it was really difficult to identify, Feng Ping even felt that all the weeds in front of him were weeds, except for three and a half months which were relatively easy to identify, the others were slender and long, if it weren't for the blue ribbon tied to the grass and trees of grandpa, it would really be disposed of by himself.

"It must have been that he couldn't tell the difference himself, so he tied the ribbon." Feng Ping thought about it with a bad taste while doing the cleaning up. Between weeding, Feng Ping always wanted to see what his grandfather was buried, but the pit was half filled, and it was not easy to investigate blatantly, so he didn't see the reason.

The two of them were busy for several hours with the sun on top of it, and when the sun was about to go down, Grandpa took care of the big pit. Feng Ping asked, and only said that he buried the seeds of the big tree, but it was just seeds, so it was necessary to bury them so deeply?

There are usually no people in the woods after the sun goes down, so there are no lights. The two of them walked out of the forest in the misty light along the path with a hoe, and the grandfather hummed the familiar Xiangxi song.

Feng Ping thought of the problem of mosquitoes in the forest again and asked, "Grandpa, this forest is so big, why are there no insects at all?" Did I not pay attention to it before or did I not have it this year? “

Grandpa was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and paused for a while before touching Feng Ping's head and said, "I just found out when you say this, it seems that there have been no mosquitoes all along, maybe the plants inside can repel mosquitoes." You have time to look it up. ”

As soon as he heard this, Feng Ping was even more sure that there was a problem here, and the plant grandfather didn't let him see it. I can't even look at it, how can I check it? That must be the problem of those few flowers and trees, and I have to check it carefully if I have a chance. Without thinking about it, he replied: "Then I will check what those big red flowers are when I have time one day, it must be the problem of those flowers." ”

Surprisingly, this time the grandfather did not say anything against it, but he seemed to have something on his mind. Xiaoqu'er didn't hum anymore, and walked out of the forest calmly. didn't stay, out of the forest, Grandpa walked out of the moon gate with a hoe, Feng Ping hurriedly picked up the big black box containing the bronze sword from the side and chased after it.

Just about to talk about the bronze sword, grandpa seemed to have something to say, just turned to look at Feng Ping, and just about to open his mouth, he saw the big black box in Feng Ping's hand. Suddenly frightened, the hoe in his hand fell off. Feng Ping could swear that he had never seen such an expression on his grandfather's face when he was so old, and that expression, as if he had seen an evil ghost, really scared him.

Looking at the box, the old man's face was full of helplessness, pain, and even a trace of despair, he looked at Feng Ping seriously, in addition to love, there were some things in his eyes that Feng Ping couldn't understand, and he wanted to say something, but in the end it just turned into a long sigh, looked up at the sky and said, "It's still back." ”