Lu Yangge sat halfway up the hill with his knees crossed, looking at the lively official road under the mountain.

The official road leads directly to the west gate of Dongyang County, and the north side is close to the Lu ancestral hall, under the shade of green trees, there are blue bricks and black tiles, and two rows of church houses are built in a sea of flowers.

On the south side, there is a larger and wider courtyard, and the entrance is a bluestone road, and on both sides of the road are flower beds, newly planted with green plants. On the left is a large playground, with no plastic track, just compacted loess. There is a large public toilet in the corner of the playground, and there is an equally large public toilet in the opposite southeast corner.

On the right side is also a small square, although small, but it has all kinds of organs, there are single parallel bars, there are climbing rocks, and there is a ropeway connected by hemp rope.

Further back are four rows of neatly lit parishioners, with wide windowsills separated by the most expensive glass sheets. In the teaching room, there are rows of brand-new tables and chairs.

This is what the welfare institute looks like in Lu Yangge's memory, and the predecessor of the welfare home was an abandoned primary school.

Lu Yangge knew why he wanted to open such a school, and why he dragged families from all over the world into it.

She calculated everything, but forgot about herself.

She couldn't figure out for a moment, what did she want?

Is it for the development of the Great Shang Dynasty? Or for nostalgia, nostalgia for that era of peace and beautiful life.

The wind blows from the bottom of the mountain, swaying and rolling, and in the wind, it is white, and the snow-white pear petals are falling.

When the wind blows, the petals fall like rain.

It is now the eighth year of Dashang, Lu Hebei has been on the throne for more than a year, and there is also a little prince in the harem, from the belly of Empress Gongsun, called Chen Luxing.

It was a very cute and lively baby, because of him, Lu Yangge had been in the capital for more than half a year. It wasn't until the Mengxue Hall and Qiyuan were built here that she returned to Dongyang County under the pretext of worshiping her father and mother during the Qingming Festival.

Everything is so familiar, and yet so unfamiliar.

Lu Yangge looked at the mountain with a sideways face, thinking in her heart, what does she want to do now?

Zhou Yang walked up from the bottom of the mountain slowly, and as soon as the wind blew, his robe surrounded by white pear petals floated down the mountain one after another.

After the imperial mausoleum was built last year, Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to return to his post, but took over the construction of Qi College.

If Lu Yangge drew just a drawing, then Zhou Yang is the immortal who can summon skilled craftsmen and display everything she wants to express in front of her eyes perfectly.

Zhou Yang folded a wicker stick, touched Lu Yangge's arm, and asked, "Do you want to drink?" ”

"Drinking?"

Lu Yangge looked up at the young man who was sitting an arm away, "What kind of wine?"

"I just bought it in the shop." Zhou Yang raised the small wine jug in his hand.

The wine should have been sold by him, and the flask was certainly not.

However, a palm-length silver flask is delicate and small, with intricate patterns carved on it.

This is probably another relic left by his mother!

"Drink."

Lu Yangge reached out and took the wine jug, holding it in his hand and shaking it gently.

"How did you remember to ask me for a drink."

Not to mention that in this era, even in the modern era where she lived, as long as it wasn't in a bar, boys couldn't casually ask girls to drink.

Otherwise, it is easy to be mistaken for a bad intention.

"Have you ever seen the desert lonely and the sun setting over the long river?"

Lu Yangge shook his head.

"Then have you ever seen the sky and the wilderness, the wind blowing the grass and the cattle and sheep?"

Lu Yangge continued to shake his head.

"Then have you ever seen the three mountains and half falling into the blue sky, and the two waters are divided into the Egret Continent?"

Lu Yangge sighed: "I haven't seen it, the farthest place I've ever been to is the capital, before leaving Jiangjiaba to the capital, the farthest road I have traveled is the road from Jiangjiaba to Dongyang County." ”

As for her previous life, she left the welfare home and the way to school was the farthest she had ever walked.

In the four years of college, she was busy studying at school, and she was busy looking for part-time jobs to support herself, so she had no time, no money, and no interest in traveling to visit the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

And now, she has money and leisure, but she is too slow and the road is far away.

"I think you should go out and have a look."

Zhou Yang lifted his robe and sat down beside Lu Yangge, the willow branch in his hand swayed lightly, "I have been to many places, in those years at the border, because of my youth, my uncle did not allow me to go to the battlefield, he asked me to go out and take a look more, maybe I can let go of hatred in my heart and have an understanding, I went to many places." ”

Lu Yangge sat up straight, the small silver kettle in her hand tilted slightly, and she took a sip of wine from the mouth of the pot.

It is the green plum wine in the third shop at the entrance of the Mengxue Museum, the taste is not bad, the proprietress brewed it herself, the amount is not much, Lu Yangge has drunk it twice, and I like it.

Zhou Yang spoke slowly, talking about the places he had been.

Where there is an oasis, where there is a desert, where to the end of the mountain road, but the willows and flowers are bright and another village, it is suspected that it is like a peach blossom source.

Lu Yangge blew the mountain breeze with the fragrance of pear blossoms, and took a sip of the wine in the jug without a sip.

This mountain breeze and the aroma of wine reminded her of Mr. Mu Xin's poem "Once Upon a Time".

Once upon a time...... Cars, horses, and mail are slow, and there is only enough to love one person in a lifetime.

She suddenly had an urge to see the world in Zhou Yang's mouth.

I want to take a very slow carriage, slowly walk through the loess road, walk through the wasteland, walk through the fields with entwined branches and leaves, and go to see the scenery that I once had no time to see under the lonely Hong and the falling sun.

"Zhou Yang, why don't you go back to work?"

Zhou Yang, who was still talking just now, was still thinking about the sunset on the mountains that he said, and he didn't watch out for Lu Yangge suddenly speaking, he was half a beat slow before he reacted.

"Because ......"

Zhou Yang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I tell the truth?" ”

"Say it."

Lu Yangge drank the last sip of wine in the wine jug, and stuffed the small silver kettle into his sleeve, apparently not planning to return it.

Zhou Yang's gaze swept over the sleeves of the girl's wide pink dress very quickly, and he reached out to pinch a pear petal that fell from the robe.

"Because the great revenge is avenged, suddenly life loses its meaning. My mother died, and seeing Zhou Zongyi and his two children still struggling for life, I suddenly felt that all this was meaningless. Even if the revenge is avenged, everyone will never go back to the past, and the mother will not be resurrected. ”

Zhou Yang looked up at the blue sky, stuffed the petals in his hand into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Bitter......

Astringent......

These two flavors accumulate and dilute the sweetness of the petals themselves.

"Actually, I lied. That's not what I'm trying to say, it's actually ......."

Zhou Yang chuckled lightly, and spit out the petals in his mouth, since it was bitter and astringent, what else did he eat it for.

Lu Yangge didn't say anything, and learned Zhou Yang to twist a petal from the hem of his skirt, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently.

Xu drank the wine, and the aroma of the wine diluted the fragrance of the flowers, so that she couldn't tell whether the wine was more fragrant or the flowers were more fragrant.

Zhou Yang suddenly sat up straight and looked at the girl who looked down and smelled the petals.

"Actually, I'm trying to tell the truth...... Do you want to go see the snow? I know that by heading north now, we'll be able to catch the last snow. ”

(End of chapter)