Sloping down the avenue, through a flat rice paddy field, under a large oak tree, behind a stone wall, is his home, the village of Divine Oak. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The oak tree at the head of the village stands majestically, reaching a height of 160 meters and covering an area of more than 1,000 acres. The area of these thousands of acres is flat and wide open space, and above it are some shelves, which are hung with large dried fish. Hundreds, if not thousands, swaying in the wind.

Behind the wall are one after another white-walled and blue-eaves houses, and under the sunset, the smoke curls from every house, and the blue smoke sways in the air.

From time to time, the sound of parents calling the bear children home comes from the village, melodiously fluttering.

Ming Zhenhai grinned, this is his home in this life.

At this time, the family should cook fragrant jade rice, and then the father, mother, younger brother and sister are waiting for the rice to be cooked on the stove.

Thinking of this, my steps suddenly became lighter.

Passing through the walled gate, there is a wide stone road, on both sides of the road are tall white-walled houses, each without a yard, and the gate faces the stone road.

Some people who sat on the big threshold and chatted noticed Ming Zhenhai who went home, and occasionally someone would greet him, and Ming Zhenhai would return the gift one by one.

Shenxiang Village is a large village, with 300 households and 4,000 dings. The village is divided into five surnames, Hong, Ming, Li, Xu, and Wang. It's not like most villages, where it's a surname.

Ming Zhenhai's home is two miles into the stone road, and when he walks, a 5-year-old boy and a 3-year-old girl are squatting on the ground to tease the ants, putting the ants that are foraging one by one on the high tethered horse stone, watching the ants dripping around, the two of them laughed.

"Little Baby, Nini. Ming Zhenhai snorted softly.

When the two bear children looked back, their eyes immediately lit up, and after saying that, "Brother-" ran over.

Ming Zhenhai hugged one in one hand and kissed everyone's fat face, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

"Fish, delicious. Nini, who had just been able to speak, heard the word rice, her eyes lit up, and she obviously remembered the delicious fish.

The elder brother Xiaobao next to him patted his sister's fat face, "It's not that I ate fish today, but today my mother said that my brother came home and made delicious meat." ”

Ming Zhenhai was still teasing his younger brother and sister, and a middle-aged man came out of the house, one meter eight five tall, with a dark square face, and a homemade khaki cotton vest on his body.

"Dad-" Ming Zhenhai's voice was surprisingly unexpectedly uncomfortable.

If it was the age of the previous life, in fact, there was not much difference between the two, but Ming Zhenhai was called so naturally, maybe this is the body to decide the idea.

Ming Liudong showed a simple smile, looked at the eldest son who had returned home, nodded, and didn't say anything.

Ming Zhenhai understands this very well, traditional Chinese men are never good at expressing love for their families and children. They usually interact with their children by smiling or nodding. They always put all their love into their work, giving firmly and silently.

When Ming Zhenhai walked to the hall, the food was already fragrant.

The table of eight immortals in the hall was already serving two dishes, and just by smelling it, Ming Zhenhai knew that one of them was his favorite fried bacon with bracken.

Xiaobao, the younger brother in Ming Zhenhai's arms, couldn't stay still for a long time, so he struggled to get out of his arms, climbed onto the stool, picked up a piece of bacon and stuffed it into his mouth.

He also wanted to stuff a second piece, and the sister on the ground was so anxious that she pulled his leg because she couldn't climb up the stool, and she wanted to have a piece, Xiaobao took a look, "Spicy, mom won't let me eat it." ”

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of bacon and let his sister smell it, obviously having tasted the spicy sister, and remembered the taste very clearly.

I could only blink my big eyes, watching my brother eat another slice, and suddenly felt a little aggrieved, and the small tears in his eyes were about to pop up.

Ming Zhenhai picked up his sister with a smile and put it on the stool, then picked up a piece of green cucumber, blew it and handed it to his sister, "Nini, eat!"

The little girl's eyes immediately opened with a smile.

"Xiaohai, when you arrived, I also said that your father would pick you up under the oak tree. Your dad has to refuse, this hard bone!"

At this time, a middle-aged woman came out from behind the hall, with a dignified appearance and kind eyes, which made people feel close at a glance.

This is Liu Lanxin, the mother of Ming Zhenhai, who came out with a bowl of dishes, complaining as she walked.

Regarding his wife's complaints, Ming Liudong could only sit there awkwardly and did not respond.

After putting down the dishes, Liu Lanxin immediately took the backpack from Ming Zhenhai's hand.

"Mom, no, I'll do it myself. ”

Ming Zhenhai was about to refuse, but Liu Lanxin didn't care about him at all, took the cloth bag and opened it, "It's not needed, I just wanted to remind you to bring it next time, but I didn't expect you to bring it back yourself." ”

Ming Zhenhai is home on the first day of January, so he usually prepares things in advance.

"If I don't bring a change of cool clothes, I'm going to be shirtless. ”

Liu Lanxin laughed when she heard this, "Then the little girls in your school won't be dazzled, won't this delay the girls' studies?"

In the eyes of the mother, her son will always be the best, even if he is a handsome man who is so beautiful, the mother will also feel that he is not as comfortable as her son's big pie face.

For this kind of love that ignores any boundaries, Ming Zhenhai can only cooperate, "That's it, our head teacher told me to change my clothes quickly, for fear that this kind of thing would happen." ”

Then, he apologized in his heart for the head teacher who cared about his well-being.

"Really. I'll just say it!" the mother's eyes crooked with a smile.

The combination of mother and son made Ming Liudong unable to listen to it, he silently went to the kitchen to serve food, and brought out the big bowl used by Ming Zhenhai by the way.

To be honest, Liu Lanxin's craftsmanship is a bit ordinary for Ming Zhenhai, who is accustomed to eating all kinds of restaurants in the 21st century.

But it is this kind of ordinariness that makes Ming Zhenhai eat with relish, and a completely heartfelt sense of satisfaction ripples. Almost every bite you eat, a part of the memory in your body awakens, and it's a taste carved into your bones.

Then Liu Lanxin watched his son gobble up, eating bowl after bowl, with a smile on his face.

"My son eats slowly, and there is rice, knowing that you are here today, I have steamed an extra dump of rice. Liu Lanxin fed the two younger ones to eat while persuading the eldest son.

Only Ming Liudong secretly wondered in his heart, is this rice so delicious? After a while, he ate 4 bowls of this big one.

Mingzhen snorted by the sea, and said with a muddy mouth, "Mom, your craftsmanship has improved again, it's delicious." ”

It's not that Zhenhai is greedy, last night's muscle strengthening exercise has already hollowed out his body. During the day, he ate a few steamed buns and ran for more than a hundred miles, and now he has to eat it all when he comes to the cow.

In fact, Liu Lanxin steamed the rice and reserved it for tomorrow morning, but she didn't expect her son to snort and eat up more than a mouthful of rice.

You must know that their family's rice retort is not small, but one retort has seven or eight catties of rice, which is enough for five or six adults to eat.

Looking at their son's bowl after bowl of rice, Ming Liudong and his wife both widened their eyes in disbelief.

After eating all the meals, Ming Zhenhai put down his rice bowl with satisfaction.

Now, Ming Liudong understands what it means to be half a big man to eat Lao Tzu.

Liu Lanxin touched Ming Zhenhai's stomach suspiciously, and was surprised to find that this stomach was not swollen at all, there seemed to be a bottomless pit inside, and the dozen catties of rice that had been eaten were actually gone.

Regarding his parents' doubts, Ming Zhenhai explained, "I can't help it, I ran too much today and I'm hungry." ”

This far-fetched explanation is something that only one's parents will believe.

The two who were suspicious really stopped pursuing it, but the younger brother Xiaobao held his leg with his little hand and shouted, I caught a pig brother!