The childhood time is very short, but when you and I were still there, I felt that the carriage and horses were slow, the letters were far away, and I could forget the autumn water at a glance, and my heart was only enough to accommodate one person.

In the early spring of that year, Mo Laosan and Luo Erxiao had been gone for two years.

In the flowing water, it turned out that Meng Yi was already seventeen years old, and so was Mo Zhike.

Without his parents, Mo Zhike's life is not as good as before, and there is not much left of even the entanglement that goes out, not to mention that the family is surrounded by walls and is destitute.

In two years, Meng Yi moved back to the courtyard where she was born, and there was no other way, this was the only thing she could do.

Two years ago, in January, in April, the order belonged to the third spring.

The wanderers in the village have returned, and even the southern Yan who left last year has also returned to the branches.

In the spring, a few branches quietly emerge from the emerald green willows, under the branches are thousands of green silk silk silk hanging down, the villagers are busy with farm work, and most of them are native to the mountains and fields, they are used to seeing such a leisure time scene, and they should not think so.

Today's Mo Zhike returned early, and before the stars were finished, when the morning light was not out, he rushed to Yangui Village non-stop.

Without him, because there is a person here waiting for him to come back, who is now quietly wandering on the village road at the entrance of the village, sometimes looking far away, sometimes melancholy.

Meng Yi still remembered the scene of Mo Laosan and Luo Erxiao holding themselves to ask questions last year, as if it was just yesterday, she looked left and right, looking hurried and nervous, because just today, when Mo Zhike came back, they would really become a family.

At that time, the carriage and horses were very slow and the distance was very long, Meng Yi had been waiting here since the moment of dawn, and suddenly remembered the scene of saying goodbye to Mo Zhike at the end, which is still vivid in his mind.

She didn't know when she had been with Mo Zhike, and she gradually blurred her brother and sister, and gave birth to some different feelings.

"Jing Nu Qishu, I am in the corner of the city. Love but not see, scratching his head and hesitating. ”

She read softly, and suddenly laughed endlessly, thinking of her appearance at this time, how could it not be the appearance of the woman in the poem that Mo Zhike handed over to her?

"Eh, it's sunset, it's almost dark, why can't Brother Mo be home, could it be that something happened?"

While counting the days of the past, she smirked again and again, but when the sky was getting dark, the girl's trembling heart couldn't help but start to tremble, and some bad thoughts spontaneously appeared.

She suddenly bit her lip, her face turned pale, her heart became restless, and she felt empty in front of her, and with the increasingly blurred village road, she could no longer see anything in the distance.

Bowing her head and squatting around her chest and clasping her hands, Meng Yi began to sobb in a low voice, and when she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised her head and looked in the direction she was waiting for again, there was an extra person in front of her.

Meng Yi looked at the visitor in surprise, only to see that she was holding a somewhat worn cane, with gray temples, long hair fluttering, and her clothes were printed in black and white, with a skeleton in the center.

It's just that her wrinkled and furrowed face is not as terrifying as a skeleton, but it gives Meng Yi a bit of peace and kindness.

"Girl, who are you waiting for?"

Meng Yi was stunned for a while, and then he recalled the words of the people in the village, and suddenly blinked, but he didn't close his mouth for a long time, and looked at the person in front of him dumbfounded.

"You...... You...... You were the old woman I saw back then?"

Seeing Meng Yi pointing at himself tremblingly, and he didn't know how to greet him for a while, the old man smiled slightly, and out of nowhere he conjured up a bowl of soup and said, "Girl, do you want to take a sip? ”

Meng Yi pursed his lips and smiled, and said puzzledly, "Old woman, you are laughing, I am not unhappy, why do you drink it? And I remember that I met you every year on the seventh day of July? Today it seems that it has only been a few days since the spring equinox, why did you come to see me?"

The old woman didn't answer, just stared at her quietly, but this behavior made Meng Yi feel a little uncomfortable, and she coughed twice involuntarily.

"Girl, take a sip, forget your worries and smile. ”

The old woman grinned, still repeating the words, and did not move anything except the bowl of soup in her hand, and her paralyzed face was full of strangeness.

"I don't understand what you're talking about! I don't want to! I'm still waiting for my brother Mo!"

Meng Yi was frightened by the old man's appearance, and looked away with some fear, and at the same time moved away from her.

"You will drink, one day, I can see it, and you are going to get married, right? Don't get married on days other than your birthday, otherwise you will have bad luck around you, affect your family, and delay the ...... of passers-by."

Meng Yi really couldn't figure out what the old man's words meant, and was just about to catch her and ask her clearly, but found that the person had long since disappeared, leaving her empty and alone facing the sky and the ground, shouting non-stop.

"Meng Di! Meng Di......"

"Hmm......"

Meng Yi suddenly opened her eyes, a hazy feeling filled her eyes, and when she looked at it, she realized that she had fallen asleep on the stone at the entrance of the village before, and she didn't even notice that it was dark at night.

Seeing the person in front of her, the previous depression suddenly disappeared without a trace, she suddenly jumped up and flew, and shouted in surprise, "Brother Mo!"

"Silly girl, you are really, I have been calling you for a long time, and I haven't woken up, and I am so embarrassed by some unknown nonsense!"

Mo Zhike smiled helplessly, and when he recalled Meng Yi's nonsense, he actually had a sense of joy of laughing, I don't know what he heard and what he thought.

Brother Mo also said, it's not a day of not seeing, such as every three autumns. A few days ago, Brother Mo said in his letter that he was coming back, and Xiao Meng waited until now in the morning to see it, and he fell asleep!"

"I know, I know, go home quickly, I guess my father and mother are in a hurry"

"Hmm!"

On the last day of spring this year, the scene of late spring filled Yangui Village with not depression and loneliness, but a celebration.

People outside the village started to get busy early in the morning, because today was a special day, and the Mo family's son was about to get married.

A red renovation fell into 10,000 households, and 100 families celebrated a good day.

Like most villages, most of the villagers in Yangui Village are in harmony with their neighbors, and the village rule that if the family has something to do, the village rule of support from all directions has continued to the present.

Today is no exception, the sky is still gray, the village will be rooster crowing, the dog barks more than once, every family hangs up the red lantern, pasted with red window paper, the big Xi character with a different style settled in the door of every household.

The whole village was filled with a sense of joy, and the happiest ones were Mo Laosan and Luo Erxiao.

Regardless of whether Mo Zhike is seeking fame or not, Mo Laosan and Luo Erxiao, who have worked hard for half their lives, hope to watch their children get married and start a family as soon as possible.

The so-called unfilial piety has three, no queen is great, the human sensuality brought by the bones of the village people cannot be changed, even if it is Mo Zhike, who has read a hundred times, he cannot disobey Mo Laosan's meaning.

Although it is not as strict as before, and the things of men and women are not as harsh as before, what people think in their bones cannot be changed unless there are thousands of years.

The place of marriage is in the Mo family, and Meng Yi's parents have been absent for many years, so they replaced them with heaven and earth, which is said to comply with the mandate of heaven.

The village chief has often taken care of Meng Yi over the years, after all, she was entrusted to the Mo family by herself, and now she is relieved to see Meng Yi grow up and get married, at least she did not live up to Meng Yi's mother desperately to keep her.

"Congratulations, congratulations to Mo Laosan!"

"Yay!!Zhuang Er, please inside!"

"Congratulations, Mo Laosan, this is good from the baby! I have a good daughter-in-law and a daughter!"

"Zhang Quandan, don't talk nonsense, today's big day for Lao Tzu's son, just shut your stinky mouth!"

"That's not good, you know I'm not a serious person, unless ......"

"There's wine and meat, it's enough! Don't you see everyone helping inside? You're early, go press the pig!"

"Okay, then I'll have to hold down that big sow of yours!"

"Hahaha......"

People like Zhang Quandan, who are full of meaty words, are common in the village, but such people don't smell except for a bad mouth, but their hearts don't stink, they do all the dirty work, and they are all rushing to the front when there is something in the family, and they don't want to do anything, they want to be auspicious and happy.

Mo Laosan and Zhang Quandan's words naturally caused everyone to laugh, but seeing that the sky was already bright, and the villagers were not ambiguous, most of them greeted them at the door, so they found something to spare and began to get busy.

The villagers are not idle, if you let them stand idle, they will think that you are not satisfied with them, which is also the embodiment of their simplicity.

Meng Yi looked at himself in the bronze mirror, with the swaying light of the candle, wearing a wedding dress, a red hijab half-covered and half-hidden, a little red lips, two bent eyebrows and weak willows to help the wind, she is a beautiful woman, not half pretended.

"It's really beautiful, girl, do you want to have a bowl on this good day, I forget my worries and worries in this soup, and I always smile......"

Just as Meng Yi was sitting alone and grooming, he suddenly found that there was one more person in the bronze mirror, wasn't that person the old woman who was talking to him in the village a few days ago?

But when Meng Yi turned around, she was the only one left in the empty room, she remembered that there were still many aunts and aunts who were dressing up for themselves before, why was there no one at the moment?

"Girl!"

When she turned her head to look at the bronze mirror, her face in the mirror had already become blurred, replaced by the old face of the high valley and low mountains.

"Ahh

Meng Yi was not frightened, he covered his eyes, and when he opened them slightly, he found that the previous one seemed to be just an illusion.

"On the seventh day of the seventh month, the ghost door is opened, when you were born in the underworld, how can you get married in the mortal world, if not, it will affect your family, don't blame me for reminding you!

Meng Yi heard it in a fog, but he still thought clearly, knowing that the old woman was well-intentioned, but now that she has put on her wedding dress and her relatives and friends have come, how can she refuse?

"Xiao Meng, Xiao Meng!"

Meng Yi was startled by the sudden voice, and suddenly opened her eyes to find that she was still sitting in front of the dresser, surrounded by the three aunts and eight aunts, and the closest to her was Luo Erxiao, who was looking at her with a smile on her face.

"Don't worry, Xiao Meng, it's all new girls in the sedan chair - the first time, although it is my own family, I still have to take a sedan chair to walk around, and I will take you to see where you were born later, and then ............"

Looking at Luo Erxiao with a smile on her face, Meng Yi was silent, she didn't know whether she should tell Luo Erxiao about her experience, but listening to her chatter, Meng Yi still gave up and listened carefully.

"The groom, don't go and pick up the bride yet!

There was a sea of people outside the house, shouting constantly, Meng Di's hands couldn't help but chill, and he grabbed Luo Erxiao tightly.

"Mo'er is here to pick you up, relax, my mother was the same as you at that time, it's fine to go over......"

Crunch!

The door opened, and Mo Zhike, who was dressed in red, walked in with a smile, looked at Meng Yi in front of him, and said happily

"Xiao Meng, I'm here to pick you up!"