Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 422 I live under the green hills, and there are many herbs in front of my door

It has been raining, and the atmosphere is not harmonious.

Under the same canopy, people gradually felt their hearts changing.

In the melodious flute sound.

Someone saw the distant hometown, the small road in front of the house, winding and stretching into the distance.

Push open the small window of the attic, and what you see are mountains and rolling hills.

In a daze, I saw my father working in the field, sweating like rain, but his voice was very hearty.

Mother came back from the field with a basket of hogweed on her back and a straw hat that had been soaked countless times in sweat and turned darker in color.

Today, all that is gone.

Someone saw the night of their hometown.

The night in my hometown is very dark, so dark that only the stars in the sky can be seen.

The Polaris is shining, the wind is blowing lightly, and the sound of crickets from far to near, and from near to far, seems to lull people to sleep.

In the vast galaxy, my hometown is as small as a speck of dust.

Not to mention the people in my hometown, it seems that I have never been here.

Some people saw the two rows of lush willows growing from the town to the village, the half-lost village sign at the entrance of the village, the fruit trees that could not be seen at a glance, the walnuts and peppers dried by grandma in the yard, and the spinach grown in the vegetable garden. .

Some people saw the large cypress forest in their hometown, bursting with cypress fragrance, giving people a feeling of calmness. The cypress trees on the cypress tree exploded, and if they shook the branches lightly, half a handful of cypress trees would fall into the palm of their hand.

Walking through the cypress forest, there are several poplar trees. There used to be a waterlogged pond next to the poplar trees, but now it is full of locust trees, which are very gloomy.

Some people saw the road in their hometown, which was covered by weeds, and the grass grew very thick.

Some people thought back to the typical Dikeng Zhuangzi’s hometown in Guanzhong. Looking down from the cliff, the yard was deserted.

The miscellaneous trees in the yard have grown to almost the height of the cliff, and the leaves of the old pear tree on the edge of the cliff are almost gone, and Huojing persimmons hang on the branches like small lanterns.

The lanterns are hung high, what about the people back then?

The few Malian jujube trees on the edge of the threshing field grew a little lonely among the barren wormwood, lacking some breath of life.

Under the jujube tree is the playground when I was a child, and my friends sat under the jujube tree and ate dates together.

Malian jujube is very sweet. After eating, the children compete to see who can spit out the jujube pit.

Spit and spit, people dispersed.

"Boss, how much is it?" After playing the ocarina, Yang Fan asked the boss.

The boss, like the people around him, seemed unaware that the music had come to an end.

"Young man, what song are you playing?" Asked by Yang Fan, the boss was the first to wake up, as if he couldn't hear Yang Fan's question.

"The scenery of my hometown, or the original scenery of my hometown is better. After all, I only blow about the past, and I can't blow about the past." Yang Fan replied.

"My hometown."

"It turned out to be my hometown."

"Home..."

Like many people, the boss is like a lost pedestrian who has been running for most of his life without finding his way. Now that he has been guided, he is greatly moved and wants to give some money to Yang Fan, a folk artist.

After all, after listening to others bragging for so long just now, I feel sorry for not giving me some money.

So, someone looked around to see if there were bowls on the ground.

If so, throw a few bucks.

It's okay to be wrong, just feel at ease.

Originally, the traces of my hometown slowly became barren in the torrent of time, fading away day by day.

Now, it seems to have returned quietly.

For no other reason than the prisoner in the canopy.

Looks like a convict, too enviable to go in.

"No money, this ocarina is for you." The boss is a middle-aged man with a lot of pressure in life. His son has to go to school and his daughter has to see a doctor, but he is willing to be generous once.

The main reason is that this ocarina is not worth a few dollars, if it is a few hundred, he would be reluctant to be generous.

Generous to others, wronged his wife and daughter.

People are not for themselves, but also for their families, otherwise they will be destroyed by heaven and earth.

"No need, I..." Glancing at Liu Yueyue, one of the girlfriends with staring eyes, Yang Fan said, "My girlfriend's family is not short of money."

Liu Qianqian reacted quickly and quickly scanned the QR code with her mobile phone, ready to pay for Yang Fan.

"Boss, how much is it?" Liu Qianqian hurriedly asked after scanning the QR code.

The boss doesn't say the number, she doesn't know how much to enter.

"No, really no, this flute is destined for your boyfriend." The boss waved his hand.

Liu Qianqian was very pleased. In front of her sister, she was said to be Yang Fan's girlfriend.

My sister didn't get this treatment.

So, she showed her kindness: "We are not short of this money, really! Boss, how much, you can count."

"It's really not necessary. Now listening to music, some rubbish songs can be on the list, and there is a fee. Your boyfriend's song is worth an ocarina after only listening to it once." The boss said loudly.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "Boss, I am a master of musical instruments. If you want to say this, the small folk musical instruments here are all destined for me. You can tell me the number, otherwise we can only throw 100 yuan and leave, but I think I will Suffering, your flute is not worth the price. You won't let me suffer, right?"

At this time.

"Boss, I just listened to the whole piece of music. The 100 yuan is regarded as my copyright fee and I bought it for this young man." A woman who looks like a lady took out a big red bill from her wallet, Put it on the stand.

The boss hurriedly picked up the big red bills and wanted to stuff them back, but the stall was too big and he couldn't reach the people across from him, so he said anxiously, "There are too many, too many, don't argue, just give me thirty."

The lady didn't accept the ticket, turned around and walked into the rain.

Listening to her accent, it doesn't look like a local.

"Where are you going? Don't leave, I'll give you change!" The boss shouted holding up the ticket.

The lady didn't look back, and drifted away.

She wants to go back to her hometown.

Now she feels that no matter how time washes away the years, her hometown will always be a concern in her heart.

I live under the green hill, and there are many grasses in front of the door.

I was homeless for half my life, my husband died of illness in middle age, and my children got married and went far away.

Only the old mother at home is always waiting for the return of relatives in her hometown.

"Mom, I'm on the plane tomorrow, and I'm going home to see you."

"Ah? Nier, have you been wronged in some way?"

"It's nothing, my husband is dead, I can't be mad at me, Jiajia is like me, she can't be mad at me when she gets married to the end of the world, Duoduo went to college and went to the south, didn't come back after graduation, and started a family there, I want He's angry, and he can't be angry."

"Niu Niu, you must have been wronged. You are such an old man, but you still can't see it. I don't need you to come back and see it. Go and see Jiajia and Duoduo when you have time."

"No, they don't need me."

"Look, I was angry with the child again, and said that I didn't feel wronged."

"If I say no, there will be no. You are an old lady in her seventies and eighties, what are you still worrying about so much?"

(End of this chapter)