Silent.

Or silence.

Both parents are elderly, and it is a mixed blessing to see their son return. The good news is that my son has been missing for more than half a year, and now he is finally back; It's worrying that he is so down.

- There is no need for Zhang Jiaze to explain, just from what he is wearing, Huang Qiuju and Zhang Yongnan know that he is not doing well.

In fact, parents are not disgusted with their son, but worried about their son's living conditions: dressed like this, you can see that you have suffered a lot at first glance.

Zhang Yongnan broke the deadlock with a humorous opening sentence:

"What's wrong with you? Can't find your way home when you're so old? ”

A wry smile appeared on Zhang Jiaze's face.

The conscience of heaven and earth, from the day he left his hometown, many nights of the year, he returned to his hometown in his dreams.

And how can you forget the way home?

Even if everyone in the world forgets him, it is impossible for him to forget his hometown.

Zhang Jiaze pursed his lips and said hesitantly:

"I didn't ...... Didn't ......."

Huang Qiuju stood aside, just wiping her tears.

Zhang Yongnan smashed the dry cigarette in his mouth, turned back to his wife and said:

"What's wrong? Why don't you hurry up and get some food? ”

Huang Qiuju squeezed out a difficult smile on her face and replied:

"Ah...... Be...... It's time to get some food...... Yes, it's ...... to make rice."

Huang Qiuju didn't ask Zhang Jiaze what he liked to eat, and Zhang Jiaze didn't say what he wanted to eat. For the stove in my hometown, every dish made from my mother's hands is so sweet and delicious. Even if it's just coarse tea and light rice.

Zhang Yongnan smashed the dry smoke a few more times, and said to Zhang Jiaze:

"Let's go? Come with me to catch a few fish that cross the water? ”

Zhang Jiaze was overjoyed in his heart, and the previous depression was left behind. People are like this, it is impossible to be pressed by some kind of burden for a long time, and they have to find gaps to breathe, otherwise they will not be suffocated to death?

Zhang Jiaze asked with some surprise and expectation:

"Fish crossing the water?"

Zhang Yongnan still didn't speak, and took down a long fish basket from the wall, this fish basket has a big mouth and a small belly, just put it in the place where the water flows, and the fish from all directions will enter this big mouth, and then be caught by the small belly net.

Zhang Jiaze will always remember the good times when he was a child, following his father, running happily in the ridges, shouting, and chasing fish in the water with his partners.

Now, childhood reappears?

Walking on the ridges that are too familiar to be more familiar, with every step, Zhang Jiaze feels that he is one step closer to his childhood.

Zhang Jiaze walked in front of the fish basket from his father's shoulder, while his father walked behind him.

- Such a scene is more like that of childhood, except that the positions of the father and the son are reversed. When I was a child, my father came first and my son came last; Now, the son is in front and the father is in the back.

I haven't fished for years, but I still remember those tips. Zhang Jiaze put the position of the fish basket and accompanied his father around the ridge.

These ridges have not been walked over for more than 20 years, right?

Nowadays, every step is like stepping on a childhood dream, so kind, so comfortable, so warm.

Father and son went into the woods by the ridge to find mushrooms. In the rainy season, the mushrooms are growing and the fish in the stream are fattening.

Zhang Jiaze still remembers that when he was a child, the forests in the mountains were not so lush at all. At that time, all the firewood and grass all over the mountains and fields were cut down, and even the pimples were dug out and used as fuel for the family to burn the fire and cook. Even if it is coal, the poor are reluctant to buy it. Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to eat the water, the only thing that can be relied on is this endless mountain. When the weather is fine, chop the firewood and put it under the eaves, and when it dries, it will be the best fuel. Every meal made at home has the credit of these firewoods.

And now, with a large number of people going out to work, not to mention the mountains, even the crop fields are deserted. The land where many bankers used to grow is now overgrown with wild grass and black locust, and even people can't get into it; Not to mention the firewood in these mountains, no one has cut it down for fuel for a long time. What was once a small shrub has now grown into a towering tree; What used to be a small sapling has now grown into a talent.

Listening to his father Zhang Yongnan, nowadays, hares and pheasants are very common in this mountain, and even wild boars are there, and they often run to the ground to destroy the village.

In less than two bags of cigarettes, most of the back basket was filled with mushrooms.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Yongnan and Zhang Jiaze walked towards the fish basket one after the other. As expected, the fish basket was harvested, and the largest fish weighed more than three catties.

As night falls, a sumptuous dinner is set on the table.

Zhang Yongnan took out an old wine jug for the first time, poured two bowls of wine from the jug, handed one bowl to his son Zhang Jiaze, and one bowl to himself.

Zhang Jiaze excused himself:

"Dad...... You know...... I don't drink alcohol......"

As if he hadn't heard his son's words, Zhang Yongnan took the wine bowl by himself and smashed it with interest.

Zhang Jiaze didn't shirk anymore, he knew that tonight, his father didn't really want to drink with him, but wanted to talk about his heart.

There are some things that can only be said when you are slightly drunk. The person who speaks and the person who listens will be emotional.

Zhang Jiaze swore that he had never listened to his parents as well as he did that night. As in many families in China, parents and children are no longer good at verbal communication as adults. But that night, the family talked a lot.

In the end, the family sometimes shed tears, sometimes laughed. Zhang Jiaze's heart was full of emotion, and he felt regret and self-blame for failing to fulfill his filial piety in time; Shame on yourself for wasting your time. My parents were honest farmers, and every penny they used was dug out of the soil with hard work.

It wasn't until late in the evening that the family fell asleep. Zhang Jiaze has not eaten such a delicacy in the world for many years.

That's the taste of home.

That's the taste of childhood.

That's the taste of affection.

The next day, he slept until almost noon, when he was awakened by the crowing of a rooster outside the window, and he got up in a panic to see that he had overslept.

He hadn't experienced what it was like to wake up naturally in years.

After washing his face with mountain spring water, Zhang Jiaze suddenly felt refreshed, and the whole person seemed to be resurrected with full blood.

After lunch, Zhang Yongnan said to his son:

"You...... Let's go back quickly, I still have a wife and children at home......"

Zhang Jiaze was stunned, so he had to say honestly:

"Home...... Home ......"

Without waiting for Zhang Jiaze to finish speaking, Zhang Yongnan said:

"Don't talk about it, we all know it."

Zhang Jiaze was stunned, thinking to himself, do they know about his wife's sale of the house? I haven't been in touch with my wife for more than half a year, do they know?

Zhang Yongnan took out a note from his pocket, handed it to Zhang Jiaze and said:

"This is Song Yazhu's address, go find her."

Zhang Jiaze took the note and looked at it, the handwriting was indeed left by Song Yazhu, Zhang Jiaze asked puzzledly:

"What? She...... Has she been here? ”