Maple trees are planted on both sides of the 200-meter-long blue brick street, and on the 30th of December, the sky is a little lazy, and the sunshine falls on the shoulders of the newlyweds, and a few leaves hang on the withered branches, and the wind picks up the dead leaves and falls. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the end of the street is a group of quaint buildings, whose walls have been renovated several times, but still retain old-fashioned bricks, white-painted walls with wallpaper, and withered vines hanging in the cracks of the walls, waiting to be reborn in the following spring...... This is a common scenery in the Republic of China era in the last century, but in today's era, it can only be regarded as a rarity.

In the midst of a modern metropolis, it's hard to imagine such a corner.

Although this is a suburb of the city, it is less affected by industrialization and economic construction, but it can not help but sigh that such a relatively complete scenery can be retained, after all, in the wave of civilization, the antique pavilions have long been submerged.

Just by looking at it, I feel that it is quiet from the depths of my heart, and literati and writers prefer this kind of residential environment.

It is worth mentioning that although the houses here look antique, the old servants are unpretentious, but they have been renovated several times, the internal facilities are complete, and the respective houses cover a large area, with their own courtyards and various facilities, although they are in the suburbs of the city, but the traffic extends in all directions, and it is convenient to travel, if it is placed on the market, there is no price of tens of millions of dollars.

This is a wealth inherited from the previous generation, and it will become more and more expensive over time.

Similarly, most of the people who still live here in this era are of the older generation, and the retired elderly choose to live here for the rest of their lives, and many children are placed in the homes of their grandparents, but just a few steps away, you can hear the laughter of children and the elderly in the small park of the community.

Following the path in his memory, he remembered every bluestone slab on the road very clearly.

However, at a distance of three or four hundred meters, Bai Zhi took a full ten minutes to finish, he looked at the courtyard, a big tree hugged by six or seven people was sitting, he couldn't tell what kind of variety, it was like an old man who wanted to stand up upright, the main trunk was twisted in a spiral, but it never refused to change in other directions, and stretched towards the sky vigorously, it had no leaves, no flowers, no fruits, and even the color was a strange silver-gray.

"It's been five years."

Bai Zhi stretched out his hand and gently stroked its trunk, squatting down, he quickly found the handwriting he had engraved on the trunk, it was a simple 'white'.

remembered that back then, because he carved a word on the tree, he was caught and spanked by his aunt, starved, and forced to copy the Tao Te Ching several times...... Tao Te Ching, isn't it generally a three-character classic?

Thinking of this, Bai Zhi couldn't help laughing, my aunt has also been an eccentric person since she was a child.

He got up and walked to the house inside.

The overall layout of the house is very simple, two floors are open, covering an area of 200 square meters, the courtyard is very large, about 500 square meters, there is a courtyard inside, and there is a separate flat tile study.

By the way...... Although it was an aunt, Bai Zhi had never seen her parents at all, it seemed that the whole house was hers, and no one else had ever lived in it, recalling that when she was a child, there were always only the two of them in the huge house.

Taking out the key, Bai Zhi clumsily inserted the key into the lock, until he was slightly relieved when he heard the crisp sound of opening.

After all, the last time I came was five years ago, and I don't know if she changed the lock, but fortunately, the key can still be used.

The door opened softly, making a slight 'squeak' sound.

Bai Zhi looked at the room, everything was the same as the scene five years ago, except for some changes in details, whether it was the table and chair furnishings, the shoe cabinet and hanging accessories, all of them were the same as before.

Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly heard the sound of a piano.

Zheng――

The sound of the ringing comes from the strings, the sound of the zither rattles, and the sound of the ringing beats in the ears.

Bai Zhi paused, exhaled lightly, raised his head and looked at the second floor, "After so many years, hasn't the habit of playing every day changed?" After speaking, he smiled helplessly: "After all, it's an aunt, and it's normal not to change." ”

He was not in a hurry to enter the house, but stood outside the door and listened quietly to the music.

This is a very iconic guzheng song, "Plum Blossom Three Alleys", one of the top ten famous songs, also known as "Plum Blossom Introduction" and "Plum Blossom Song", which was originally a flute song, and later changed to a guzheng song.

Although it is not as eternal, this plum blossom three lanes is also a guzheng song worthy of in-depth study, and the emotions contained in it are nothing more than praising the noble and temperamental people by praising plum blossoms. There are a total of ten passages in this piece, and the theme melody is played three times on the overtones of the emblem of the qin, so it is called 'three lanes', that is, 'plum blossoms and one lane, clear the wind; two alleys of plum blossoms, making snow; Three alleys of plum blossoms, make flower shadows; The dark fragrance floats, and the water is clear. ’

Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum has always been the object of praise by ancient literati and ink writers, but these flowers themselves do not have meaning, they are only praised for their existence, and they are artificially given meaning, so people with an empty mood cannot play the artistic conception in the song.

But this song 'Three Alleys of Plum Blossoms' is the best version Bai Zhi has ever heard.

It is not confined to the limitations of the score itself, but boldly changes many details, and even replaces the short notes on the syllables that should be elongated and fast, making the slightly lengthy and boring composition a little more vivid and bright, making people seem to see the gorgeous plum blossoms blooming alone in the snow, rather than bitter cold.

If it weren't for the fear of disturbing his aunt, Bai Zhi would definitely have applauded.

It seems that since childhood, my aunt has been learning guzheng, but I have never seen her have a teacher, which is probably all self-taught.

After playing a song, Bai Zhi came back to his senses from the afterglow, his eyes were a little clearer, he pushed open the door, changed his shoes, and walked into the room.

There is always a smell of fragrance wafting in the empty house, even if it is long and airy, but after all, it is a long-term solitary residence, and the layout of the room tends to be feminine.

The house is very tidy, not to mention the dust cobwebs, and even the traces of dust on the windowsill can not be found, so it can be seen that the owner of the house often cleans, and it can even be said that he is clean.

"Even though it's just one person living there, are you still so industrious?" Bai Zhi whispered.

He wandered around the first floor for a few steps, familiar with the surrounding pattern, although he didn't stumble, but after all, he couldn't see, he wasn't familiar with it, and it was inconvenient to move around.

As he familiarized himself with the room, he suddenly heard a slight 'creaking' sound on the floor of the second floor, which was the sound of wooden staircase slabs, and in addition to that, there were slight footsteps.

Here it comes!

Bai Zhi silently adjusted his breathing, he really hadn't been so nervous.

Speaking of which, since they parted five years ago, there has been almost no contact between the two, not because they don't want to, but because they are not allowed. This aunt brought herself up to the age of ten with one hand, like a sister, like a mother, and was a very dignified person in Bai Zhi's heart, although he didn't say it, he respected this aunt from the bottom of his heart, and loved her as a relative.

She did not allow herself to come without permission, and even cut off all means of communication, and without even saying a reason, she sent him away forcefully and involuntarily...... I still remember that before leaving the train station, she stood in the rain, holding a white umbrella, her eyes were cold and melancholy, just quietly staring at the thirteen-year-old Bai Zhi's little face on the window, and leaving little by little with the train.

Bai Zhi will never forget her gaze at that time in his life.

Time flies, five years...... Bai Zhi has also grown up, eighteen years old, even if he can't be called an adult, he is still a man who can take charge of himself, at least now he has the courage to face his aunt.

After going through something, people learn to grow.

Bai Zhi grew up and gained courage from the world of reincarnation, at least last time he hadn't thought about coming back, but now he dared to come back.

Regardless of the outcome, Bai Zhi was fully prepared to face his aunt's indifferent face, or ruthlessly drive away, it didn't matter, he just came to see her and make sure she was okay...... That's enough.

Hiss...... Taking a deep breath, Bai Zhi heard the last sound of landing at the staircase, his heart beat faster, and he waited quietly to look back.

One step, two steps, three steps......

A person walked around the corner, raised his eyes lightly, and landed on Bai Zhi's back impartially.

"Little Knowledge......

The visitor's eyes widened, the cherry opened slightly, and the two-word nickname blurted out.

Obviously I haven't seen her for five years, but in the face of Bai Zhi, who has changed her appearance, just looking at her back, she actually recognized it at a glance!

Hearing the word 'Xiaozhi', Bai Zhi's heart was shocked, and after taking a deep breath, he turned around and showed a smile that no one else had ever seen, with a gentle smile with a touch of nostalgia: "Auntie......"

In the 'horizon', my aunt has changed a little compared to five years, but not much.

Her figure is on the smaller side, about one meter seven in height, a head shorter than Bai Zhi, she hasn't grown much in the past five years, green silk is like a waterfall, up to the waist, every strand of hair is extremely soft, hanging down behind the shoulders and head, without a trace of wrinkles, with upright facial features, a well-proportioned figure, is a symbol of the Oriental woman, just like a girl in her twenty-eight years.

But from her body, there is no breath of youth and girlishness, only the calmness and refinement that have been precipitated after years of training, as well as the elegant manners developed by playing musical instruments for a long time and being well versed in the mysteries of music.

Neither of these qualities can be possessed by a young and restless person, but the combination produces a unique sense, in the words of Bai Zhi - as long as she stands in front of you, you feel like you are in a temple of music and enjoying the beautiful performance, not only for the hearing, but also for the sight.

The girl's gaze fell on Bai Zhi's closed eyes, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "Why are you here......" There was no scolding in the tone, but with a faint gentleness and sigh, as if to say, 'I knew you were back, but I didn't expect it to be so early'.

"I think it's time to come...... Auntie, wouldn't you mind pouring me a cup of tea? Bai Zhi maintained a natural smile: "I've been gone for a long time, and I'm a little thirsty." ”

When the 'girl' heard this, she looked slightly surprised, but soon she sighed softly and bowed her head slightly: "Sit down...... Xiaozhi. ”