A village slowly emerged in the distance, with smoke rising from the cooking pots, and the sun shining across a large golden wheat field. In the wheat field, the ears of wheat were full and golden. When the wind blew, the waves of wheat rolled, which made people feel relaxed and happy. There is a river next to the village, called Wu River. The water flows to an unknown place. There are a group of naked children playing in the river, burrowing up and down in the water like loaches, sometimes popping up and sometimes diving into the water.
This village is called "Wuyun Village". Because it is close to the Wu River, it is called Wuyun Village.
On the hill in the distance, a bearded man was leading a little girl, walking towards here. The little girl asked the bearded man:
"Uncle Yang, look there is a village ahead."
Yang Yunfeng looked at the village and said:
"Oh, yes, it is indeed a village. Let's ask if we can stay overnight."
The little girl jumped up happily and said:
"Great!"
By the river in the village, with reeds swaying in the wind, a group of naked children, all about seven or eight years old, were playing in the water. A child climbed onto the shore naked, with bright eyes and thick lips. Then he stood on the bank, swinging the chicks, and urinated on the river, facing the wind three feet away. Then a group of children playing in the water saw this scene and quickly climbed onto the shore. Then the child with big ears, thick eyebrows and big eyes was running quickly towards the urinating child and said angrily:
"Yang Yu, you're looking for a beating!"
The child named Yang Yu quickly shook his chick, and just as he was about to run away, the child with thick eyebrows and big eyes caught up with him and kicked him into the river. At this sound, the group of children all laughed. After the children climbed ashore, they all put on their own clothes. The child with thick eyebrows and big eyes took the clothes of the child named Yang Yu and said with a mean smile:
"Just stay down there! I took it." He ran away in a flash. The child named Yang Yu stuck his head out of the water and said:
"I was wrong, Zhu Shun." Then he quickly swam to the shore.
After swimming to the shore, the group of children all got dressed and ran away. There was only a thin child squatting by the river and looking at Yang Yu. Yang Yu landed on the shore, leaving tears of emotion and saying:
"It's good to know how to accompany me."
The child named Xingzheng put on his clothes and stammered:
"Yang...Yang Yu, I...I...leave first, I...I have to go home to eat, otherwise...or my mother will spank me."
Then the child named Xingzheng also ran away. Seeing this scene, Yang Yu said helplessly: "I don't dare to go out like this." Then Yang Yu folded a few reed leaves by the river, made an apron, put it on, and ran towards the village. .
At the entrance of the village, Yang Yunfeng held Mengqiu's hand and slowly entered the village. At this time, a child with thick eyebrows and big eyes ran quickly from Wuhe. He looked behind with a smile, holding a piece of clothing, and bumped into Mengqiu. Qiu, her clothes fell to the ground, and Mengqiu was almost knocked down. Fortunately, she was supported by Yang Yunfeng, otherwise she would have been thrown into the mud like a child who suddenly appeared. This child with thick eyebrows and big eyes was Zhu Shun.
Zhu Shun's arm was injured. He struggled to get up and was about to curse, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Meng Qiu. These two children of the same age stared at each other. Zhu Shun blushed instantly, and tens of millions of emotions were brewing in his heart. I swallowed every curse word I said.
Mengqiu was the first to speak:
"Are you OK?"
Then the little girl took out some medicinal powder from the small package she was carrying, then slowly walked towards Zhu Shun, wiped it on Zhu Shun's injured arm, and then the little girl tore a piece of silk from the package and gave it to Zhu Shun's arm. Wrapping it up, and finally tying a bow on the satin.
Zhu Shun blushed and stuttered:
"Thank you. Thank you girl."
Mengqiu smiled and said:
"It's okay, what's your name?"
Zhu Shun scratched his head shyly and replied:
"My name is Zhu Shun, sorry girl, I bumped into you just now."
Mengqiu laughed, with a flushed face and two dimples on her cheeks, and said:
"It's okay, my name is Hu Mengqiu, just call me Mengqiu."
Yang Yunfeng looked at Zhu Shun with a smile and asked:
"Child, what is the name of your village?"
Zhu Shun replied:
"This is Wuyun Village. It's called Wuyun Village because it's close to Wuhe River. Uncle, where are you from?"
Yang Yunfeng was surprised and replied:
"We are from Taishan County. Is this really a martial arts village??"
Zhu Shun said proudly:
"Of course, this is Wuyun Village."
Yang Yunfeng looked very happy and asked:
"There is an old man named Yang in the village. If I remember correctly, he must be seventy years old."
Zhu Shun replied:
"Uncle is talking about Mr. Yang Xianzhen from the west end of the village? He likes drinking and sunbathing very much. He has bad legs and feet and is always using a cane."
Yang Yunfeng replied:
"Yes, it's him."
Yang Yunfeng was very happy:
"Thank you young man, can you show me the way?"
Zhu Shun smiled and said:
"Of course!"
Then Zhu Shun ran up quickly and said:
"Follow up."
Yang Yunfeng replied immediately:
"OK."
Mengqiu quickly picked up Zhu Shun's clothes that fell on the ground and said:
"Brother Zhu, you forgot to take your clothes. I'll keep them for you first."
Then he also ran with Zhu Shun.
At this time, a shirtless child wearing a grass skirt ran into the village and was looking for Zhu Shun, but he couldn't find him. He almost burst into tears and murmured:
"Where has he gone? I'm so anxious."
Then the child saw a familiar figure running towards the west, followed by two unfamiliar faces, and then the child in a grass skirt also chased after him.
In the yard of a thatched house, an old yellow dog was lying on the ground basking in the sun. There was a shrill chirping of cicadas in the yard. Under the thick elm trees, there was an old man lying on a chair, fanning himself and humming a folk tune. shake. There was a wooden table in front of him, with bowls and plates on it, a jug of wine, and a few bunches of grapes and apples on the plate.
Zhu Shun led them to the door of a thatched house and said:
"Here it is."
Then he knocked on the door and shouted:
"Grandpa Yang, someone is looking for you, I brought it to you."
Mr. Yang Xianzhen stood up immediately and walked slowly towards the courtyard gate with a cane.
After opening the courtyard door, what came into view was a thin old man. The old man was thin and haggard, with some deep wrinkles on his neck.
When the old man looked at Yang Yunfeng, his eyes were red and he asked:
"Is it Yunfeng?"
Yang Yunfeng rubbed the old man's face, hugged the old man and cried:
"Grandpa, it's me Yunfeng, I'm here to see you.".
The old man named Yang Xianzhen wiped his reddish eyes and said:
"You kid still knows how to come, it's been ten years! I thought you..."
The old man laughed:
"It must have been a tiring journey. Have you eaten yet? I'll cook for you."
Yang Yunfeng patted the old man on the shoulder and said:
"Grandpa, let me do it for you."
Then Yang Yunfeng entered the house.
The old man looked at Mengqiu kindly and asked:
"What's your name?"
Mengqiu replied:
"Mrs. Yang, my surname is Hu and my name is Mengqiu. I am eight years old this year. I came here with Uncle Yang."
The old man asked doubtfully: "Uncle Yang?"
Yang Yunfeng replied:
"Grandpa, this is my brother-in-law's daughter."
The old grandfather touched Mengqiu's head with his withered hands, smiled kindly, walked to the table tremblingly, took an apple and handed it to Mengqiu's hand. Mengqiu said:
"Thank you, ma'am."
The old grandfather smiled, looked at Zhu Shun again, and handed one to Zhu Shun. Zhu Shun was a little embarrassed and didn't know whether to call him grandpa or madam. Then Zhu Shun said:
"Thank you, ma'am."
The old man smiled and said:
"Unknowingly, I have become a generation older, older, older."
Zhu Shundao:
"Madam is not old. She is young and will definitely live a long life."
The old man smiled even brighter and said:
"Okay! Okay! Thanks to you."
A familiar voice came from the distance:
"Zhu Shun, give me back my clothes!"
Yang Yu chased after him, looked at Zhu Shun and cried:
"Zhu Shun, where are my clothes?"
Mengqiu blushed when she saw Yang Yu, who was wearing nothing but a grass skirt.
Zhu Shun looked at himself and saw that there was nothing but apples in his hand. He was a little overwhelmed, his face turned red and he said:
"Yang Yu, I forgot where I threw it."
At this time, Zhu Shun was anxious. Seeing that Yang Yu was about to take action, Mengqiu covered her eyes with her hands. Her originally red face turned even redder. She held the black cloth and dirty pants in her hands and whispered:
"Brother, are these your clothes?"
Yang Yu turned his head, saw Mengqiu and shyly took the clothes Mengqiu handed him. Yang Yu said shyly:
"It's my clothes, girl, I'm sorry."
Then he hurriedly took his clothes and ran to the toilet in the yard, and changed them in the toilet. After changing his clothes, Yang Yu ran home with a red face. Before leaving, he said loudly:
"My name is Yang Yu, nice to meet you!"
Then he ran back home shyly. The old man looked at the children running home, smiled and said to Yang Yu:
"Yang Yu, come here for dinner later!"
Yang Yunfeng pushed open the main hall of Yang Xianzhen. It was a low and dilapidated thatched hut. It was dark and damp. The walls had fallen off and were uneven. Yang Yunfeng continued to walk slowly and walked into Mr. Yang's bedroom. There were a few empty jars on the bed. Yang Yunfeng saw what looked like a book under the pillow of the bed. He opened the book. The neat handwriting recorded some interesting things about Yang Yunfeng when he was young. Yang Yunfeng looked at it quietly. , tears flowed out of his eyes unconsciously. Yang Yunfeng sat on the bed, unconsciously thinking of every bit of life with his grandfather when he was a child. Yang Yunfeng's parents died when Yang Yunfeng was very young, and his grandfather raised him.
"I think I haven't come back for ten years." Yang Yunfeng wiped his eyes and said to himself: "I didn't honor my grandfather well. I feel so sorry for my grandfather. Now that my grandfather is old, he needs to go home more often." Look at grandpa."
When Yang Yunfeng came to the restaurant, he called Mengqiu and Zhu Shun, and Mengqiu and Zhu Shun ran in. Zhu Shun held his head high and asked:
"Uncle, what are your orders?"
Yang Yunfeng replied:
"You guys, go pick some vegetables from the vegetable garden, and I'll make something delicious for you."
Mengqiu and Zhu Shun said in unison:
"receive!"
Then he ran towards Mr. Yang's vegetable garden.
Entering the vegetable garden, I saw a vibrant scene: the green cabbage became more and more lush under the sunlight. Rows of leeks are growing in full bloom, and lovely cucumbers are climbing up the branches. The coriander swayed its little head leisurely in the wind, exuding its fragrance from time to time. Zhu Shun and Mengqiu began to pick vegetables.
Half an hour later, Mengqiu and Zhu Shun each picked a small handful and ran to the hut. Yang Yunfeng started cooking, and the smoke was slowly rising.
After Yang Yunfeng finished cooking, he presented it to the table. A few simple home-cooked dishes and two pots of old wine were placed on the table. Zhu Shun sat next to Mengqiu. Yang Yunfeng and Yang Xianzhen were sitting opposite each other. An old yellow dog was sitting and standing. At the table.
Yang Xianzhen looked at Mengqiu and Zhu Shun with a smile and said:
"Pick up the food and eat hard. You won't have to eat when you go home full."
Mengqiu smiled and said:
"Got it, ma'am."
Zhu Shun was embarrassed and hesitated to move his chopsticks. Yang Yunfeng also said:
"Zhu Shun doesn't have to be so cautious. Just treat it as your own home. Now is the time to grow taller. Pick up the food as hard as you can."
Zhu Shun was still embarrassed, then Mengqiu put a lot of cabbage into Zhu Shun's rice bowl, and said with a smile:
"Brother Zhu, eat hard."
Zhu Shun's face turned red instantly:
"Thank you Mengqiu."
Then he also picked up a large pair of chopsticks and gave them to Mengqiu. Mengqiu looked at Zhu Shun with a smile and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhu." Zhu Shun scratched his head shyly.
During the meal, Yang Yunfeng and Yang Xianzhen chatted a lot about what they had done over the years.
Yang Xianzhen asked: "How long will you stay when you come back this time?"
Yang Yunfeng replied: "I will stay for a few more days."
The wrinkles on the old man's face were stretched out, like blooming chrysanthemum petals, and every wrinkle was filled with smiles.
Every trip home is a kind of enjoyment, and every trip home is a surprise.
Home is more than just a house. It is a haven for wanderers and a stop for the soul. In short, it is also a way of life, family and home that truly belongs to one's own.
Going home is a resting place for the soul, a thorough cleansing of the soul, a spiritual breakthrough, and a rebirth.
Go home often and visit
