In the past two days, Duhong and Su Yu fought with the devil on the small mountain peak, and those devils with terrifying appearances visited them from time to time, and the two of them got used to seeing a lot, and they were no longer frightened by the devil's vicious appearance.

Ye Duhong told Su Yu that recently he missed his hometown and his deceased relatives, and he also wanted to go home when he was sweeping the grave and worshiping his ancestors. Ye Duhong wanted to go to Guyu Town alone, and after seeing his parents' graves, he would come back quickly. Before Ye Duhong left, he had a lot to say to Su Yu, and he asked Su Yu to wait for him to come back. Su Yu said, you go and go back quickly.

When Ye Duhong left Su Yu, the sky was a little cloudy, and when he went down to the small mountain peak, a light rain floated in the sky, and Ye Duhong conjured a ball of light to protect himself, and those raindrops fell on the ball of light and slid down from the outer layer of the ball of light. The edge of the ball of light is clearly extinguished, and it is very psychedelic to see Ye Duhong from a distance, and it is very psychedelic to see the rain fluttering with the wind in the distance, and the water mist is blurry, which is also very psychedelic.

Going down slightly, the rain gradually became heavier, Ye Duhong didn't want to continue to hurry, at this time the wind was strong, to make the light ball resist the wind and rain, then more strength had to be consumed, Ye Duhong didn't want to work too hard. He looked back at the top of the hill and knew that Su Yu was there, but he couldn't see Su Yu at all. Ye Duhong had a feeling of wanting to cry, this urge to cry made him a little unbearable, he stood in the middle of the road, on the one hand, he missed his hometown and deceased relatives, on the other hand, he missed Su Yu, this is really a dilemma.

Anyway, Ye Duhong still went down, he came to a big tree to avoid the rain for a while, and saw that the rain was getting smaller, so he went down again, but just walked not far, the rain became heavy again, and Ye Duhong could only sell his strength to let the light ball protect his body from being wet by the rain. Ye Duhong could actually ride his flying stone forward, but he didn't want to leave Su Yu so quickly, he wanted to go home step by step. It's a realm to have fast tools and not use them.

Come to the foot of the mountain, pass through the sand pit, pass through the grove, arrive at the front yard, take the baggage, go out of the courtyard gate, walk through a cramped alley at night, cross a small wooden bridge, and see a place where food is sold, there are a lot of food here, there are tomato egg noodles, refined specialty hemp flowers, soybean milk, fragrant and tender barbecue buns, fritters, vegetarian buns, green onion cakes, small buns, white buns, meat buns, red bean porridge, sauce cakes, baked cakes, pies, bean paste cakes, bean paste buns, vegetable dumplings, roast leg buns, pure milk, wire tea, spring rain tea, Xiaoshan donkey head liquor, old woman peanuts, Ye Duhong bought a few favorite foods, sat on a low stool and ate them indiscriminately, and hurried on the road.

A man with a light beard who was eating with Ye Duhong just now was also carrying a burden, and the man asked Ye Duhong where he was going, and Ye Duhong said to go home. The man asked Ye Duhong where his home was, and Ye Duhong said that it was in Guyu Town. The man hadn't heard of this place, so he asked what Guyu Town had. Ye Duhong knew that this man was chatting with him after he was full, so he said that there was a lake in Guyu Town, called Drizzle Lake. The man's eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "What?" Drizzle Lake? You are in that place with a drizzle lake?

The man said, "What do you do? It should be a long way to the drizzle lake, right?"

Ye Duhong didn't want to reveal his identity, and he didn't mention the idea of building an army, Ye Duhong only said: "I distribute newspapers, and I cleaned up in the garden some time ago. These days, I feel homesick and want to go back and see what it looks like. This nostalgia haunts people, and the homesickness is timid, and sometimes it is difficult to help oneself and shed tears. I don't want to stop too long this time, but I don't want to leave just after I go back, I want to stop for a few days and then go back to the lonely city to see my friends. Ah, an ancient rain town and a lonely city are all places that people are worried about. ”

The man said, "I'm not from the lonely city, I'm a wanderer like you, and this time I'm going back to pay tribute to my dead mother." Sometimes when I lie in bed, my mother's voice and smile will appear in front of my eyes, and sometimes I really miss her like crazy, and this kind of longing is painful and deep. When I go back this time, I will definitely take a good look at my mother's grave, as if she is still with me. Hmph, I miss her so much. ”

Ye Duhong shrugged his shoulders, the burden was taken to the center of his back, he wiped the slight sweat on his head, and said, "Both of us go back, the umbrella you are holding will go back with you, and the burden I carry will go back with me, if a person has affection for another person or place, he will go to the place he loves, then, his belongings will also follow him." What a touching thing it is. ”

The man lowered his body and pulled up his trousers so that his trouser legs would not get wet in the ground, and he hurried to Ye Duhong's side, at this time, they came to the side of two roads, one road was divided into two from then on, and the man asked Ye Duhong whether it was on the left or the right, and Ye Duhong replied that it was on the left. The road the man was going on was on the right. Therefore, the two of them said goodbye again after chatting for a while, and Ye Duhong saw that the person holding the umbrella in the mist and rain had a sense of beauty, that was a filial son, exuding filial piety from him, and that filial piety would invade Ye Duhong. Ye Duhong therefore sped up his pace.

In the rain, Ye Duhong walked on the small dirt road, the dirt road in the rain is not easy to walk, the mud on the ground is stuck to the soles of the shoes, walk a small section of the road, the soles are sticky with thick mud, Ye Duhong had to find a small wooden stick to scrape the mud on the soles, so that the feet feel much looser, but not a few steps, the feet are heavy, and the soles are covered with thick mud. The muddy road made Ye Duhong miserable, but Ye Duhong had to go step by step, this was his character.

When Ye Duhong was on the next slope, he slipped and fell on the slope, and Ye Duhong, who was sitting on the ground, was in unbearable pain by a small pebble, and one side of his body was stuck to the mud, Ye Duhong secretly complained bitterly, frowned and got up, this is really fucking unlucky. Ye Duhong didn't go to clean the mud on his body, shook his clothes slightly, and continued to move forward. If Su Yu knew that it was so difficult for Ye Duhong to return home once, he would really feel uncomfortable, and Su Yu should really be worried if he knew that Ye Duhong fell so wolfly. Fortunately, Su Yu didn't know, and Ye Duhong walked forward silently, and the rain fell one after another.

Ye Duhong still remembers that when he was in Guyu Town, the homeless man told a story that some children had to go to school and had to go through a difficult journey, and some children, the journey was difficult and not to mention, the whole journey was full of dangers, for example, someone needed to go to school through the wilderness, and that wilderness was full of cemeteries, and there were devils everywhere, and some children were taken away by the devils, sucked up the blood, and then eaten. Many children are not in a good state of mind because they have not been able to go to school well, and compared with the children of rich and noble families, it is unfair and not to say, but to say that it is sad, it is really a sorrow made in heaven.

When Ye Duhong walks alone, he can be immersed in his consciousness, he thinks about this for a while, and thinks about that for a while, which can be said to be full of thoughts. There is mud that keeps sticking to him, and Ye Duhong is not afraid of mud, no matter how much mud he has.