The sun climbed the eastern horizon as promised, and the blinding light dyed a mountain forest in front of Rabbit Hill golden. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoA few thin clouds are like blooming magnolias, leisurely floating in the sky above Niutoupo. After a long night of dormancy, the forest was once again alive, and before the mist at the foot of the slope had cleared, a few early wild thrushes had come out to feed, and they jumped from bush to bush, leaving a series of crisp cries into the distance.

Another sunny day. On this day, Liu Zixuan got up earlier than usual, and after cleaning the yard simply, he stood in his own yard on the rabbit hill, looking at the mountains and forests in front of him gradually opening up. For more than 20 years of cold and summer, he has admired this scene in front of him countless times, but everything presented in front of him today is far more vivid and vivid than in previous years. Since the death of his mother, Liu Zixuan's mood has never been as comfortable as today, for him, this is undoubtedly the most important day in his life, on this day, he is going to Yanggongjing to pick up Gu Nanyan through the door.

For many years, Liu Zixuan has been living with his father and mother on the rabbit gang far from the crowd, the sun and the moon shuttle to the present, the two old people have been separated from his yin and yang, twenty-three-year-old Liu Zixuan has become disheartened in the years, and the monotonous life has gradually lost the taste of ups and downs, fortunately, the road is endless, the good news is that Gu Nanyan, who has not known each other for a long time, has painted a bright oil paint on his gray future, from this day on, he is no longer alone, his life, and the world has a major connection.

As noon approached, the sun gradually rose, and Liu Zixuan left the rabbit gang with the ancient oilcloth umbrella at home. Looking at the umbrella in his hand, Liu Zixuan remembered his mother who had just passed away, the old man always mentioned this umbrella when he was alive, she often said that Zixuan's father was holding this umbrella to welcome her into the door of Liu's house, and it was for this reason that a family of three has always regarded this umbrella as a precious property to preserve, if you want to take any object as a witness to the feelings between father and mother, now there is only this umbrella left.

This is an ordinary octagonal oil cloth umbrella, the umbrella surface is coated with a layer of tung oil coarse canvas, the keel and handle are all bamboo, and there is not even a single iron nail on the whole umbrella. It's inevitably a little bulky compared to a new wing, but it's just as functional. Over the years, although the coarse cloth on the surface of the umbrella has turned yellow, the whole umbrella is still intact. When Zixuan's father was alive, he took it out every two years and re-oiled it, which not only enhanced its rainproof performance, but also effectively avoided the wear and corrosion of the umbrella surface.

According to custom, a red umbrella should be used to welcome relatives on the day of the big day to represent the festivities, but when Zixuan's father and mother got married, the conditions were poor, so this brown and yellow oilcloth umbrella was used instead. And now, not long after Zixuanniang passed away, it is forbidden to use big red during the mourning period, so Liu Zixuan still wants to use it to witness his marriage with Gu Nanyan. Fortunately, this kind of umbrella was originally called an oil-paper umbrella, and "oil-paper" is in harmony with the sound of "Youzi", which happens to cut the theme of the newlyweds.

When he arrived at Yanggongjing, before he had time to step into the door of the Gu family, the big black dog actually wagked his tail and greeted him, as if he also knew that today was Liu Zixuan's good day, and couldn't wait to express his feelings to him.

Following the big black dog, Liu Zixuan entered Gu Nanyan's west wing, and when he looked at it, he saw that the person on the heart was already dressed and was sitting on the edge of the bed in a dignified manner. I saw that her black hair reflected her red face, she was wearing new clothes, new pants and new shoes, and a red scarf tied around her neck.

Yan Ziniang sat beside her daughter, and Gu Mason also sat on a low stool in the middle of the house. Seeing Liu Zixuan coming in, Gu Laohan knocked the cigarette pouch in his hand on the ground and handed over a bench casually.

As soon as Liu Zixuan sat down, Gu Laohan spoke: "After getting married, the two of them will live a good life, and when your mother's funeral period is on the anniversary, you will move back to this sheep well. ”

Gu Laohan suddenly mentioned the matter of moving, Liu Zixuan, who had just sat down, suddenly had no idea, he just said a month ago that he would keep filial piety on the rabbit post for three years, but now Gu Laohan wants him to move as soon as he is a full anniversary, how is this good? Although there are a hundred reluctances in my heart, but at this time and place, this situation and this scene, it is absolutely impossible to go against the old man's will......

Unable to deal with it for a while, Liu Zixuan thought about it for a long time before he used a sentence that had been prepared to change the topic and said: "Uncle Gu and Aunt Gu relax, I will not let Yanzi be wronged." It's just that my mother has just passed away, but this happy thing can't be done in a big way, but it makes Yanzi feel wronged. ”

Gu Laohan listened and said: "It's all a small family, we don't care about those clichés, in the future, the two of them will eat in the same pot, you treat her better, even if you don't wronged her." ”

Seeing that the two men no longer had anything to say, Yanzi Niang stood up from the edge of the bed, took a blue grass chicken that had just come out of the shell to her daughter, and said to her with red eyes: "Yanzi, my mother doesn't have any dowry for you, so bring these chicken seedlings with you, and raise them well, there are roosters crowing and hens laying eggs, so it looks like a home." ”

(To be continued)