On this day, Ding Yiguang came to Feiyan Rock in Guanghuai, which is a large and very high cave, which is the only habitat of Nanyang swiftlets to the mainland, and there are many bird's nests in the steep rock walls and stone crevices.

The local youths can climb the cliffs in the rocks dozens of meters high to collect bird's nests, which is a must.

Ding Yiguang passed by the village next to Feiyan Rock and heard someone crying loudly in the house, and his curiosity drove him into the house to ask what was going on.

It turned out that the villager's surname was Ding, his name was Wei Yu, and his only son ate too much barbecue a few days ago, so that he had a high fever for three days and three nights, his cheeks were red, and his forehead was so hot that he was frightening. The couple was helpless and couldn't help but cry at home.

After Ding Yiguang learned about it, he inspected Ding Weiyu's sick son, knew that his son was suffering from a fever, and after comforting him and his wife with good words, he immediately went to the nearby mountains to collect symptomatic Chinese herbs.

After the child took it, he was able to get out of bed and walk around the next day. Seeing that their only son had escaped death, the couple were grateful to Ding Yiguang in ecstasy, and took out a few treasured bird's nests from the room and gave them to him.

Ding Yiguang said that bird's nest was too precious and waved his hand and did not accept it, saying that he was strong and did not need to take such a supplement.

But Ding Weiyu stubbornly asked him to accept it, and said emotionally: "You saved my son's life, this is a grace like a mountain." Although bird's nest is precious, how can it be more precious than my son's life? Besides, these bird's nests are just local specialties, which I picked from the steep rock face. If you don't take it, you're looking down on us countrymen. You don't have to eat this tonic, but the elderly in your family can eat it. ”

Ding Weiyu's words touched Ding Yiguang's affection, her mother is old and frail, if she can eat this tonic should be of great benefit to her body, so under the other party's difficult hospitality, she had to accept these bird's nests.

After getting these bird's nests from Ding Weiyu's family, Ding Yiguang, who was hiding in the dense forests of the deep mountains of Guanghuai, missed his mother even more.

After all, Ding Yiguang is also a flesh-and-blood person, shuttling back and forth in the deep mountains and dense forests of Guanghuai, and always thinking about his elderly mother at home when he has spare time to practice Buddhism and Zen.

Especially on the night of the full moon, Ding Yiguang was on the high mountain, facing the bright moon on the vast sky, looking forward to the southern sky, facing the direction of his hometown, thinking of his mother who gave birth to him and raised him, as well as the strict father-like master, he couldn't stop his thoughts and couldn't sleep at night.

The years passed quietly like the mountain streams on the high mountains, and now, in the dead of night, Ding Weiyu's words came to his heart again, and his feelings of longing arose spontaneously......

The love of missing is the most tormenting, Ding Yiguang finally couldn't press the surging feelings of longing in his heart, and decided to go back to his hometown to visit his mother after a long absence, so he carried a simple bag and quietly left the hiding place of Guanghuai Jizuiyan.

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On the inky black sky, the clouds cover the moon, and the stars are dim.

There was no wind in the land of Fengshan Village, and the surroundings were quiet, and occasionally a few frogs crowed, breaking the silence of the night in the mountain village.

A vigorous figure, after coming down from Fengshan, the cat lowered its waist, the rat jumped and leaped, and dissolved into the deep darkness like a fly, and it didn't take long to enter Fengshan Village.

This mysterious night walker is Ding Yiguang.

The old love and old scene of Fengshan Village are presented in front of him again, everything here is so familiar! But "the flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year." ”

Ding Yiguang knew that after he went out to hide his debts, those creditors would never give up, and if they found him back, they would definitely come to collect debts, so he hid in the dense forest of Fengshan until the third watch, and then quietly entered the village from the back mountain.

The closer he got to his door, the more Ding Yiguang's heart was beating "pounding, pounding". It's been years since he left home, and he's afraid that when he knocks on the door at night, there will be no response inside. After all, my mother was already old and weak at the time of separation! So, when he knocked on the door, his raised hand trembled a little.

"Gotcha, gotcha, gotcha!" Shortly after three crisp, short knocks on the door, a faint echo came from inside: "Who?" ”

Ding Yiguang heard that this was the familiar voice of his mother, and the big stone that was pressed in his heart finally let go, put his mouth against the crack of the door, lowered his voice, and replied: "Mother, it's me." ”

Wang Zhifen was awakened by a knock on the door in a daze, and her son's voice was the most familiar to his mother. Her heart twitched violently, and she hurriedly got up from the bed, rubbed her worried eyes, not knowing whether it was a dream or a dream, and then asked at the door, "Who?" ”

The answer outside the door was still so soft, but it was so crisp: "Mother, it's me." ”

Mother and son are in love!

"Ah, Guang'er!" When Wang Zhifen heard this, he was overjoyed and wanted to get out of bed, but a few days ago, when he went up the mountain to cut firewood and grass, he accidentally broke his left ankle, and his movement was inconvenient. Now in the middle of the night, I suddenly heard the voice of my son who worries about her stomach every day, Wang Zhifen is desperate, picks up the crutches resting on the bedside, gets off the ground, supports her sick body, tremblingly touches the door, opens the upper and lower door latches, and pulls the two doors in.

The gate opened, and against the backdrop of the dark sky, it was the son who thought about it day and night standing at the gate.

"Ah, Guang'er, you're finally back!" Before Wang Zhifen could light the oil lamp, he threw away the crutches in his hand, rushed forward, hugged Ding Yiguang tightly in his arms, and said to himself: "I'm not dreaming, right?" ”

Ding Yiguang said sincerely: "Mother, we are not dreaming, I am indeed back." In the past few years, I have missed your old man very much! ”

Looking forward to it day and night, tonight I finally saw my son's side, Wang Zhifen caressed Ding Yiguang's head with trembling hands, and muttered to himself: "That's good, that's good......" Two lines of old tears with mixed joy and sorrow flowed down Ding Yiguang's shoulders and wet his clothes.

Ding Yiguang obviously felt: With the twitching of his mother's thin body, with a wave of heat, Bi Yi This is a rare reunion in his life!

Ding Yiguang helped Wang Zhifen to the familiar big bamboo chair in the corner of the small hall, sat her down, and then lit the lamp.

Staying in the dense forest of Fengshan, he was nervous for most of the day, did not drink a drop of water, and returned to his home after a long absence, Ding Yiguang felt that his throat was as dry and thirsty as a fire, so he went to the big water tank in the kitchen to pick up the wooden shell, scooped up most of the shell water, raised his head, and drank it with "grunt, grunt", and then returned to the small hall.

Under the light, Ding Yiguang looked at his mother and saw that she was much thinner than when she parted: her cheeks were sunken, but her stork bones were bulging. The wrinkles on his face were now more and deeper, his face was gray and yellow, and there were many more gray hairs hanging down from his forehead than he had been a few years ago. Facing his mother's aging and weak appearance, Ding Yiguang couldn't help but feel a burst of sour water in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "Mother, you have become more." ”

Wang Zhifen rubbed his eyes in the twilight, widened again, looked Ding Yiguang up and down, and muttered: "Guang'er, you are also thin and dark." ”

Ding Yiguang since he left his mother, left his home Fengshan Village, hid debts and hid in the deep mountains and dense forests of Guanghuai, in just a few years, his life has experienced many ups and downs, ups and downs, and now he is still in the situation of being collected by others, exhausted, exhausted, naturally thin and dark.

Seeing his mother's sad look, Ding Yiguang forcibly squeezed out a smile and comforted: "Mother, don't worry, the dark clouds will eventually disperse, and everything will naturally get better in the future." Over the years since I left my hometown, I have seen the world more and matured more, and I feel more meaningful to be a person and do things. ”

Occasionally, there were a few cries of night owls outside, Wang Zhifen suddenly thought of something, the muscles on his face trembled a few times, and asked worriedly: "Guang'er, those debt collectors from the north are all fierce and vicious. They live in Tianhewei, and some of them stay at the entrance of the village, and they often come to their homes to search for you in the middle of the day, asking me about your whereabouts. You didn't run into them when you entered the village, did you? ”

Ding Yiguang knew that those people from the north had already laid a net, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he contemptuously: "They laid a pocket and wanted me to get in, but you have a good plan, I have a wall ladder." Didn't I come back from under their noses tonight? ”