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- On the ninth day of the first lunar month, deep in the mountains, Panlong Village.
At noon, the white snow on the mountains surrounding Panlong Village was slightly dazzling under the sunlight.
Two off-road vehicles stopped at the entrance of Panlong Village. The door opened and a young man with short hair and a strong build stepped out of the car.
Looking at Panlong Village, which has lost its past appearance, the young man sighed. The old stone huts in Panlong Village were now replaced by small two- and three-story western-style buildings. Although scattered here and there, they looked better from the outside than before. The mountain villages we passed through were much richer.
What used to be a rough mountain road has now been mined to create a flat asphalt road.
It¡¯s just that the three words Panlong Village on the stone sign at the entrance of the village remain the same, giving people the same friendly feeling as before.
After getting off the bus, the young man stood at the entrance of the village with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
The village of my childhood has changed. Only the towering locust tree is still standing there. I will never forget the scene when I climbed up the tree and sat on the branch. At that time, he was in the tree and his mother was sitting on the big stone at the entrance of the village. superior.
" Two beautiful girls came to the young man's side quietly, silently looking at the village where their man lived when he was a child.
The river at the entrance of the village has been covered with a thick layer of ice. The handsome young man pointed to the river that has not changed much and said: "In summer, this becomes our paradise, and the children in the village will come here to take a bath." We were playing, and the adults were sitting on the shore playing cards and chatting.¡±
"One time, I was competing with my friends to shoot Mengzi. As soon as I got down, I felt my hand touch something. You wouldn't believe it when I told you. What I touched was a big fish weighing three to four kilograms. It's still incredible when I think about it now. I actually caught the fish in the water, and my other friends praised me for my ability. In the end, they argued that they had no credit but hard work and insisted on coming to my house for dinner. There were more than a dozen children, and one fish was simply not enough to eat. Yes, my mother caught two more fish."
Jiang Xing couldn't help but smile knowingly when he thought of those happy things in the past. Childhood is often wonderful.
"Also, you didn't make me mad to death when I was a child. Other children would jump from the shore into the water at most, but as for Ah Xing, he would just climb up a tree and jump down from the tree. Did you see it? That tree is so high, and when I jumped, I shouted that I am Superman What would you do if it fell down from such a high height?"
The gray-haired old lady appeared next to Jiang Xing. He said angrily.
"Hahathe second child can be so naughty and playful sometimes."
Wu Daxiong, who happened to be walking in front, laughed loudly, and the rest of the people couldn't help but laugh too.
Who didn¡¯t have some interesting childhood stories?
Two off-road vehicles were parked on the side of the road. Jiang Xing and others stood at the entrance of the village chatting for a while, when a black Volkswagen drove out of the village.
When the young people in the car saw Jiang Wenzhen and Du Yuanmiao, the two eldest sisters, their eyes straightened. I can¡¯t stop clicking my tongue, it¡¯s so beautiful!
The young man has dark skin and is not too handsome. He gives off a strong and strong feeling. He looks at the two beauties. He shook his head with a wry smile and sighed. Make money! When I get rich, I will have to find such a beautiful wife.
"Beauty is beautiful, but it doesn't belong to you, you can only lament."
The young man's car passed by several people slowly. When the young man saw the man with a flat head and a somewhat delicate face standing on the roadside, his heart skipped a beat and his eyes widened.
As the car passed by, the young man kept looking back with doubts on his face and his brows furrowed tightly. "Why does that man look so much like Jiang Xing?" the young man said to himself.
Today's Panlong Village is different from what it used to be. There are small houses everywhere, and almost every household is equipped with a car. At this time, Panlong Village still looks like a poor mountain village. The rows of unevenly located luxury buildings are definitely It is comparable to the villa groups in the town, but the scenery here is more natural and beautiful than the town, and it is like a paradise.
Of course, the appearance and prosperity of Panlong Village today are entirely due to the emergence of a man named Jiang in their village, named Jiang Teng. When a villager mentions this man's name, they have great admiration and respect. Without Jiang Teng, it would not be possible. It has the appearance of Panlong Village today.
"It seems that Jiang Teng knows that teaching people how to fish is worse than teaching them how to fish. He invested tens of millions to build a factory in Panlong Village and engage in the tourism industry. The resort built Panlong Village into the famous Panlong Villa.
¡°This way, these mountain people in the village, who depend on the weather for a living and have a hard life, have a well-paying job, and even the surrounding mountain villages have benefited a lot.
Whenever the villagers mention Jiang Teng, they all give a thumbs up and praise him as a living bodhisattva. Indeed, without Jiang Teng, they would not have the happy life they have today.
The biting cold wind roared in, blowing the riverXing and others couldn't help but tighten their clothes. The weather in the mountain village was much colder than that in the city.
"Grandma, it's cold outside, please go up in the car!" Jiang Wenzhen said to the old lady with concern.
"Grandma, get in the car! Let's walk back."
Jiang Xing also said to the old lady.
The old lady didn¡¯t insist and returned to the car.
"Would you like to walk back with me, or go back to the car?"
Jiang Xing said to Yang Jiahao, Wu Daxiong and Sun Ming again.
"Brothers, can I not stay with you?"
Yang Jiahao chuckled.
Jiang Wenzhen and Du Yuanmiao walked beside Jiang Xing, one to the left and one to the right, making Yang Jiahao and the other three envious and shouting injustice.
Jiang Xing and the six of them were walking on the road. Jiang Xing kept introducing what the mountain village was like when he was a child.
"I saw it, the yellow and white small building over there. It used to be a wasteland, but now it has been built with houses."
"This used to be a small temple, surrounded by trees. Every summer, the old people in the village would come here to chat and tell jokes. We, a group of children, sat at a table on the ground and listened to them talk about folklore. The story is quite interesting.¡±
"Over that hill is Wangjia Village. I went to school there when I was a child. When I went to school in the morning, I carried two steamed buns and one pickle in my schoolbag. Because the road was too far, I didn't go home for lunch."
¡°Although it was a bit difficult when I was a child, I was very happy.¡±
Jiang Xing sighed after he finished speaking. Now that he has lost his mother, he can express the suffering in his heart.
Jiang Wenzhen and Du Yuanmiao held Jiang Xing's hand at the same time. They could feel the pain in Jiang Xing's heart, and the two women felt the same sadness.
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The whistle sounded beside Jiang Xing.
Jiang Xing turned around and smiled when he saw the person in the car. Jiang Shilin Yes, Jiang Xing could conclude that the person in the car was his childhood playmate Jiang Shilin.
"Jiang Xing, it's really you."
The young man in the car almost jumped out of the car, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he saw.
¡° Then Jiang Shilin ran towards Jiang Xing excitedly.
"Jiang Xing"
Jiang Shilin stopped in front of Jiang Xing and screamed in surprise.
"Jiang Shilin" Jiang Xing smiled knowingly.
"Haha, Jiang Xing is really you, I saw it right, it's really you!" Jiang Shilin hugged Jiang Xing so tightly that Jiang Xing was a little out of breath, "When I drove over just now It looks just like you, and it really is you! Jiang Xing, you miss me so much."
"You kid, you are so tall now, you will grow up the day after tomorrow! You were not as tall as me when you were a child!" Jiang Xing also said happily.
Jiang Shilin is one of Jiang Xing's playmates. His surname is Jiang and Jiang Xing is considered a member of the same family, but there are several generations between them. In terms of seniority, Jiang Shilin still has to call Jiang Xing uncle, but the two grew up together. They are of similar age, so there is no need to talk about seniority.
Jiang Xing came back several times after leaving Panlong Village, but he never had the chance to see Jiang Shilin. In total, the two of them had not seen each other for several years. When Jiang Xing saw Jiang Xing just now, he really didn't dare to recognize him. After he drove there just now, , he thought it was Jiang Xing no matter what, and finally he turned around and came back to see what happened, and it turned out to be Jiang Xing. Jiang Shilin couldn't be more excited.
Jiang Shilin is doing well now. In the resort built by Jiang Teng, he has become the department manager. No one opened the back door for him. He relied on his own efforts to get there.
Jiang Shilin is two years older than Jiang Xing but not as senior as Jiang Xing. The two of them always call each other by their first names.
"Why did you come back suddenly?" Jiang Shilin asked excitedly.
"The day after tomorrow is my mother's seventh anniversary. I'll come back and help her take care of things." Jiang Xing replied.
There is a rule in the mountain village that after a person dies, the children need to mark the first anniversary, the third anniversary, the seventh anniversary This is also a rule handed down from the ancestors.
When Jiang Xing was still young on the first and third anniversaries, the old lady and Jiang Teng organized the funeral. Now that Jiang Xing has grown up, he naturally wants to hold a grand anniversary for his mother.
After hearing what Jiang Xing said, Jiang Shilin said seriously: "Okay, the seventh anniversary must be a success."
Even though Jiang Shilin is two years older than Jiang Xing, he often followed Jiang Xing when he was a child. The reason is very simple. Jiang Xing is so powerful that most kids of the same size cannot beat him. Everyone knows that Jiang Xing has an unfathomable character. The master.
Home, here we are.
The appearance of the whole village has changed, except when Jiang Xing was a child.The house has not changed at all. The low bluestone house and the fence in the small courtyard are still the same.
The courtyard gate faces south, with three main rooms and a small kitchen built in the courtyard.
Jiang Xing stood at the door of the yard, feeling sour in his heart, trying not to cry. This was his home
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Pushing open the wooden door, a long-lost breath hit my heart. The furnishings in the house were still the same, without any changes.
There is a wooden table at the main entrance, with a few small benches placed under it. The portrait of the great man on the wall is smiling as brightly as ever.
Jiang Xing walked in with heavy steps. The familiar smell, the home that appeared in his dreams so many times, finally appeared in front of him again. All the memories of this moment rushed into his heart, and there was something in his heart. An indescribable pain. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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