Chronicle of Farming in Muxianfu

Chapter 499 Homecoming
Mu Ai moved out of the villa and wooden house, everyone was busy on their way at noon, and only ate some snacks to fill their stomachs, Xiao An and the others were busy cooking porridge, baked pies, fried light side dishes, and shared a small portion. Ask Qiaoyun Qiaoyue to serve the slightly tired Shuan Chuan to eat.

Mu Ai's family sat in a circle, Kong Xi and the other maids sat at the table, and they all started eating.

Dayu thought that his hometown was right in front of him, and he was so eager to return home that he couldn't eat more than half a bowl of porridge, but Xing Er ate two pies and asked with a smile, "Mom, my brother and I will come back to sleep at night? "

Mu Ai trimmed her hair lovingly, and said with a smile, "In a while, you and your brother will change into coarse cloth clothes before leaving. When you get there, you will follow my brother's instructions. You are only responsible for seeing with your eyes and listening with your ears, and don't talk much. Understand. ?"

Xing'er shook her head and asked suspiciously, "Mom, why do you want to change into coarse clothes?"

"Because, when you are rich, there are many people around you who care about you, but it is not easy to distinguish who is sincere and who is for profit? However, when you are poor, the one who reaches out to help you must be a true friend, understand ?"

Xing'er nodded half-understanding, but Dayu's eyes were clearly enlightened.

Simba and Cheng'er put down their jobs and said with a smile, "Mom, we also want to go with our brothers and sisters."

Mu Ai raised her hand to reward each of them with a chestnut, and said with a smile, "Don't follow along, let your brothers and sisters go first today, and you will go into the village with your mother tomorrow."

The two boys stuck out their tongues, unwilling to respond.

Dayu and Xing'er went upstairs and changed into a set of half-worn coarse cloth clothes. They also removed the gold and silver hair crowns from their heads and replaced them with simple cloth scarves and ribbons. He also looks a bit like a child from a poor family.

Muai took them to look at them with a smile, and told Xiao An to put a set of brocade clothes, accessories, a few hungry snacks and dozens of taels of silver in their backpacks, and then put the backpacks on their backs with their own hands. , sent them out.

After saluting, the two brothers and sisters strode out of the woods and headed straight for the small village.

Mu Ai leaned on Ouyang and sighed softly, "Although I want the children to experience the warmth and warmth of human relationships, I still hope that the people in this village can be worthy of their longing."

Ouyang shook her hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, no matter what, they still have your mother."

Mu Ai chuckled, and said angrily, "Why, only my mother, you are not their father?"

"Of course." Ouyang agreed, and took her back to the house.

Dayu took Xing'er and the two of them, turned out of the woods, walked on the stone bridge, and walked quickly all the way, and soon arrived at the head of the village.October is when the rice is harvested and the second crop of tender rice seedlings is planted. A dozen farmers sit and chat under the big pagoda tree at the head of the village. It seems that people can see that after a few months, there will be golden ears of rice billowing with the wind. Everyone has a smile on their faces, and they don't scold the children who come to play around from time to time, but embrace them and pat their heads. , rare intimacy and love.

Occasionally, an old man looked up to the outside of the village and said in surprise, "Hey, there are visitors from the village."

Everyone heard the sound and looked, sure enough, there were two teenagers and girls walking on the small road in the middle of the rice field. The teenagers were fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in blue coarse cloth, with square scarves wrapped around their hair, gentle and steady.The girl is about ten years old, in a grass-green coarse cloth dress, with two ribbons on her temples. She is playful and beautiful. The two of them walked side by side, with a slightly sad face, pointing to the fields or weeping willows by the road from time to time and saying something .

Soon the two came to the front, and the young man saluted everyone first, and said, "Fellow folks, the boy Ouyang Yu saluted everyone."

Although the farmers saw that he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he was also dressed as a scholar, so they quickly stood up and returned the salute. The oldest man among them asked, "You don't have to be polite, you guys are here to visit relatives in our Nanping Village?"

"Nanping Village?" Dayu was taken aback, and looked around. It was indeed the same as the hometown in his memory, and he had never gone wrong, so he asked, "This old man, isn't this Yunjia Village?"

The old man's face darkened when he heard this, and he didn't answer for a long time. He was still a middle-aged man next to him, and said with a smile, "I don't know, it was originally called Yunjia Village, but there was a flood five years ago. The people in the village have almost dispersed, we all moved here later, everyone is looking forward to a safe life, so we changed the name of the village to Nanping Village."

Xing'er couldn't help but chuckle, these farmers' wish for peace is good, but the name is not good, Nanping?The homonym "Nanping", isn't it difficult to have a safe time?
Dayu turned around and glared at his younger sister, then asked, "The fellow villagers, do you know which other households in this village are the original residents, and I want to ask about some old things."

At this moment, the old man spoke up, "My brother, just ask me if you have anything. A flood has killed most of the villagers in this village. There are only a few families left. Just tell me whoever you want to find."

Dayu's face showed joy, and he asked quickly, "Old man, do you know Mr. Ouyang's family who used to live in the east of the village? I wonder if there is still someone in their house?"

"Mr. Ouyang?" The old man remembered his self-reported name as Ouyang Yu just now, and immediately opened his eyes wide, and asked in surprise, "Are you Yuwa?"

When Dayu first heard his childhood nickname, his nose was sour, and he almost shed tears, and he replied repeatedly, "I am Yuwa, I don't know if my husband is..."

"Yuwa, I'm Old Uncle Zheng who burns charcoal in the south of the village. Our son of a bitch even fought with you. Don't you know Uncle?" The old man's beard trembled in excitement.

Dayu suddenly realized, after careful identification for a long time, he finally found some old memories on the old man's face, so he stepped forward to grab the old man's hand with the same excitement, and shouted in surprise, "It's really Uncle Zheng! Uncle, I haven't seen you for a few years, you How do you see that you are much older, what about the leftover son, are you okay?"

Old Uncle Zheng wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, and sighed, "You idiot, once the flood is over, only a few people will live in this village, and Goushengzi and his mother will also go."

Dayu asked anxiously, "Uncle, where are my parents, any news?"

Old Uncle Zheng tensed up, opened his mouth, couldn't bear it, but still told the truth, "Your parents are gone, but your second uncle is still alive. He set up a tomb for your parents in Dongshan. He is also planting the ten acres of paddy fields."

Dayu didn't care about the paddy field. He heard that his parents had indeed passed away. If there was no luck, the tears could not be held back and fell down. Although Xing'er was too young back then, the child always loved the blood and family. Some inexplicable nostalgia remained deep in my heart. At this time, hearing that my biological parents were gone, my heart ached, and I cried while hugging my brother's arm.

All the farmers sighed. After the floods in the past few years, relatives and friends of the original villagers often came to the door and cried bitterly. In the past two years, there were fewer people. I didn't expect to meet them again today.

Old Uncle Zheng patted the backs of the two children, feeling that the fabric of the clothes was very rough. Thinking of the time when Ouyang’s family had ten mu of paddy fields, they had no worries about food and clothing. The children are also lumpy babies. They didn't expect a big flood and they were exiled in a foreign country. Just looking at the clothes, they knew that they must have lived in extreme hardship in the past few years. Feeling distressed, they repeatedly comforted them, "Don't cry, Yuwa, thank you!" Girl, it's good to come back, it's good to come back, your father still has ten acres of paddy fields with your second uncle, after you take them over, within a few years, life will be better, get married and have children, and continue the incense of your Ouyang family. "

Dayu finally stopped his tears and thanked, "Thank you uncle for your persuasion. My sister and I want to visit the second uncle's family. Uncle can show us the way. My sister and I will visit uncle again tomorrow."

Old Uncle Zheng nodded, and said, "Okay, okay, let's go to your second uncle's house first." After finishing speaking, he thought of Ouyang's second son's temper and the reputation of his wife, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's still the uncle who takes care of you." You guys go, your second uncle's house is a little far away." After speaking, he shouted to a group of farmers, "If you have nothing to do, let's join in the fun together."

Everyone looked at each other and said yes in unison, and together with the children playing, they went straight to the only tile-roofed house in the east of the village.

Dayu looked at the courtyard that was getting closer and closer, held back tears, turned to look at Old Uncle Zheng, wondering why he said that the second uncle's house was hard to find, since the courtyard where the second uncle lived was the original residence of his family.

Old Uncle Zheng patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Uncle is doing it for your brother and sister's benefit."

After talking, everyone entered the yard. A middle-aged woman with a cotton veil wrapped around her head was carrying a wooden barrel and walking towards the southeast corner. She was surprised when she saw so many people coming in. Wait for a closer look. They were all from the village, so they curled their lips and asked, "Hey, what is the wind blowing today, why are all the villagers at the door?"

Uncle Zheng frowned, and just as he was about to answer, someone in the room walked out the door while yelling, "What are you talking about, prodigal lady, the folks are here because our family has a good relationship, why don't you go feed the pigs, and then make tea Come in."

Dayu raised his eyes and saw that he had a dark face, pointed chin, bald eyebrows, and two black bean eyes. If it wasn't his second uncle who often made his father angry, who else could it be?

He rushed forward a few steps, hugged the second uncle and started crying, "Second uncle, I am Yuwa, second uncle, it's great that you are still alive, my parents, they..."

Ouyang's second child was suddenly hugged and called his second uncle. He couldn't react for a while, and looked at the neighbors in a daze. Old Zheng uncle wiped his tears and said, "Second master, this is Mr. Ouyang's Yuwa and Xing Girl, after living abroad for several years, I finally found her."

"Yu baby? Xing girl?" Ouyang's second child read these two names with trembling lips, his mind was booming, as if a thunderbolt fell out of thin air, it was full of this yard and the ten mu of paddy fields. The whole family is dead, how come there are two children suddenly, is he going to give up all the land, thinking about it, he can't squeeze a smile on his face.

　Sadly, it snowed here again, it turned into water, and after a night it froze again, and I went out in the morning and slipped a big somersault, what a pity! !

　　Thank you for supporting the original version, I went to rub my wrist, it seems to be a muscle, and a bag is bulging!
　　
　
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