Long Fei walked to the door of the house and was about to knock on the door, but saw that the door was covered with cobwebs.

He wondered how there could be cobwebs on the eaves of the gate. What's wrong? The uncle's family doesn't live in the house?

He pushed the door hard, only to hear two "clangs", and the iron lock on the door and the two iron rings collided and made a collision sound.

Long Fei took out the key and unlocked it, pushed the door in. The furniture in the room was covered with a layer of dust, and it was a deserted and dilapidated scene.

He thought of staying at Fa Xiaoliang Wenda's house for one night.

Approaching Liang Wenda's house, Long Fei involuntarily slowed down.

He looked around for a week and was shocked: Liang Wenda's house was gone!

He stood on the foundation of the mansion and muttered to himself: "Ada has moved, where has he moved?" Go ask grandpa. ”

When he came to his grandfather's house, Long Fei saw that the surroundings were quiet, and he walked to the window on the side of the house and looked in, but there was no light.

Long Fei thought to himself: It's more quiet at night now, and grandpa has mostly fallen asleep, so it's better to go home first and go to bed and ask tomorrow......

Thinking of this, Long Fei felt a wave of fatigue, yawned a few times, and turned around to go home.

At three o'clock the next day, Long Fei came to the courtyard of his grandfather's house with two bags of souvenirs, and said to the house: "Grandpa, mother-in-law, I'm back." ”

Long Fei entered the hall and saw that the village chief Shi Jinchang was also there, and said respectfully: "Hello Shi village chief!" ”

Long Fei's grandfather, Long Henian, gave birth to two boys (the eldest Zhaofu, the second Zhaotian) and a daughter (Zhaofeng), who was over sixty years old and had a very high prestige in the village, and the villagers respected him as "Mrs. Long".

When Shi Jinchang saw Long Fei, he said in surprise: "Ah Fei, you don't study well in the city, what are you doing when you come back?" The people who came after the village have gone out to make a living, and only some old people are left at home. ”

Long Henian slammed the dragon's head crutch on the ground, and looked at him with a gloomy face: "Changwa, did you talk at first glance?" ”

Shi Jinchang saw that Long Henian was angry, and immediately changed his words and said: "Master Long, I can't speak, you have a lot." When Shi Jinchang said this, he secretly glanced at Long Henian, "Ah Fei! You have been admitted to the university, and you are the first college student since we opened the village in Fengshan! Supposedly you should be in school? ”

"Graduated." Long Fei gave his original dream and told him about it.

"Alas, it's all my fault that I drank a little wine with your father that day and talked about the situation in the village......" Shi Jinchang looked like he blamed himself.

Long Fei hurriedly said, "Village Chief, how can I blame you!" ”

"Ahem!" Long Henian coughed twice, "My grandson has ambition and is doing the right thing." ”

"Now that the village is like this, what can you do when you come back? Alas......" Shi Jin looked at Long Fei, "Last year, Ada's chicken farm went bankrupt, and the whole family went out to make a living. ”

"How can those creditors be like this, even the tree in the town and village, so that the villagers can leave homesickness? It's inhumane! Long Fei's famous sentence by the French writer Chateaubriand sounded in his mind: "I have just left my cradle, and the world has changed beyond recognition", giving birth to the sadness of "I can't see my childhood".

Yes, it is only when you lose the beautiful scenery of your childhood homeland that you can have an unforgettable experience. In his sadness, there is not only the melancholy of losing the beautiful scenery of his homeland, but also the shame of losing the ecology of his homeland, and when his hometown is in difficulty, he is uprooted by those unscrupulous creditors.

Obviously, the thing that affects Long Fei's hometown, the ancient tree on the village hall. It is tall and straight, not only gives people high morale, but also a kind of warmth, is the hometown of the wanderer, there is no tree, no fertile land has no soul. The value of this ancient tree to the hometown is also incomparable.

"Village Chief, why didn't you stop it at that time!" Long Fei asked angrily.

"Ah Fei, we also stopped it at that time, and in the end, the inhuman Wu Tianpretended to be a creditor who said that he would dig up the tree with 300 yuan of feed payment."

"Village Chief, you have sold your soul by Wu Tianfei!" In Long Fei's view, trees have their own memories and lives, which cannot be compensated by any amount of money.

In the dead of night, Long Fei wandered on the ground, looking at the big tree hole, touching the scene, and couldn't help but remind him of the scene when he was with a few childhood friends.

Once, he and Liang Wenda, Liang Wenying, Fat Tsai Dong, and Ergou sneaked here to steal the fruit of this old lychee tree. Before the fruit was ripe, they picked it all over the place, and seeing that a "disaster relief food" was about to fail, the old man in charge of the tree was so angry that his beard rose to the sky. But after all, he was kind and kind, and he finally persuaded the village chief to release them, and let them take away the bunches of lychees......

At this moment, Long Fei once again thought of Liang Wenda's sister Liang Wenying, his palms seemed to still have her body temperature, and a whim brought him back to that moonlit night:

She took him by the hand and led him to the hall, where the shade of the trees blocked the light of the moon. Suddenly, he noticed that her hand was holding him tightly, and her deep pool-like eyes turned into two bright spots flashing in the darkness, and asked softly, "Brother Fei, do you like me?" Seriously. ”

He knew that this would happen, but he was still taken aback by her audacity.

This should have been the reason for him to ask her, how should he answer her......

To be honest, not only did he like her appearance, but he was also fascinated by her amazing memory and noble temperament, and even dreamed of her.

But when it came, he felt confused and didn't have the courage to face her straightforwardness. He knew that they were still young and should not fall in love too early, and he had just been admitted to Longmen No. 1 Middle School, and the power of affection, the pure love between boys and girls, was so huge and irresistible.

He decided not to speak, and let fate decide, let her decide.

He waited, and after a long time, what he had feared and hoped for did not happen, and he noticed that her hand was loose, and he realized how timid he was......

The more you love, the more you think. He was sure he must have broken her heart that night......

In this hall, although the lychee tree with old branches and leaves no longer exists, it caused him endless reverie......

The curtain of memory slowly opened, bringing Long Fei back to those days and nights he spent in the village......

Long Fei's hometown is surrounded by 100,000 mountains, with many trees and few people, and traffic and information are blocked. Since ancient times, the people in the village have been cultivating a single rice crop, and despite all their hard work, they can't earn a few dollars a year.

Listening to the roosters in the morning, the birds during the day, and the dogs at night, the poor life and hopeless future, the older young people in the village, all of them are of marriage age, because of the mountains and poverty, there is never a woman willing to come to see each other, let alone get married. There was no spiritual sustenance, so they naturally set up a "singles group", sometimes working like crazy, sometimes lying down for a long time, calling themselves "Wolong", what a "sad" scene!

……

Looking at the waning moon and clouds, listening to the roosters and dogs barking, looking at the poor and backward homes, looking at the uneven mud-brick thatched houses, and looking at the desolate mountains surrounding this small mountain village, his heart was trembling, and a tragic and desolate sense of mission slowly rose in his heart: he must change the poor and backward appearance of the village and build a good home.

He began to fight against poverty and backwardness, seeking a breakthrough in building a good homeland.