Autumn morning, the sunrise, the sky is white, the sky is stacked, the village barks, the chickens barking and the sound of the sheep is endless.For some people, the plan of the year is in the spring, and for small farmers, the plan of the year is that autumn is the most real thing in front of them.

The villagers who have been busy with the autumn harvest have been particularly excited in recent days, and the season is fast to the traditional autumn festival, and some women are not going out to go out to the ground and prepare some food in the kitchen.

The royal compound at the west end of the village was much deserted, and Zhongyi did not sleep until he woke up naturally, and he got up early in the morning to come to the courtyard to see the autumn beauty of the countryside.

Originally intended to stay in Xiao Wangzhuang to observe the movement of hatred, the appearance of Zhu boss immediately made the whole thing clear, and at this moment, the two people surnamed Wang have also taken refuge, so there is no need to stay here.

According to the Roche brothers, if you continue to move through a dense forest, passing through several small villages, it is Yi Village, and as for Lujiazhuang, it will continue to travel north for a few days.

Zhong Yi thought: as soon as possible to speed up the pace, strive to get to Yicun in the autumn, after seeing the old aunt and then go to Lujiazhuang, try to investigate the case of the year is also good to the exchange.

Thinking of Yicun, the excitement of Zhongyi last night also dissipated, this time and the autumn festival, it is really gratifying, and the intention of returning to the heart immediately makes him unable to sit.Hurry back to the room to wake the Roche brothers.

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A gust of autumn breeze is cold, and a layer of autumn rain adds a little desolation.Where no one smokes, there is no vitality, there is no vitality, there is no interest.

Fortunately, the harvest is the most in the field, and the farmers know the summer heat, autumn and cold, and the winter cold.Four seasons of cultivation, early in the morning greedy black, in order to be full of warehouses, eat and wear, what a band of trouble like cabbage peeling, layers of peeling are edible.Fortunately, they have hard-working and hard-working energy, hard work for a year, these people can still eat their stomachs, and finally will not suffer from hunger.

Along the way, Zhong Yi carefully recorded the local customs and customs, what was needed, like an old master or an old book in the household: standing in the field holding a ledger, his mouth read words: field, valley, agriculture, taxes, people...

Three days later, they finally visited several small villages connected nearby, and at dusk, Luo Ying pointed to the front and said: "Mr. Zhong, the next village is Yi Village, insist, we stay there tonight."

Zhong Yi thought that if he continued to walk tonight, it would be too late to Yi Village, and it was that terrible night when he left the village, and he would never go back to the night again.

Think of it here and think about it: "stay here, leave for Yi Village tomorrow morning, the history of the bullhead mountain, we still do not walk at night."

After dinner, Zhongyi came to the hospital alone, the sky and the moon were round, a sense of peace: tomorrow is the autumn festival, tomorrow can be seen in the old aunt.

...

In the early morning of the next day, the Roche brothers got up early as usual, but did not see the figure, and at first thought that he had gone to the field creek to find inspiration and poetry, which was their peculiar habit.

Who knows to push open the door but find out where their husband Zhong is still lying quietly.

Luo Ying smiled, “Mr. Zhong, why is he still lazy bed?”“Do you all get up early on weekdays?”. .

Zhong Yi lay on the side of the pillow, saw the two of them slightly get up and said: "Oh, it is Luo Ying brothers, I, I don't know why I feel dizzy, I don't feel at all, there is no strength at all, so... lazy some...", his words have not finished yet, and he coughed and gasped again, it seems that it is really sick.

The Roche brothers hurried forward: “This?Is it cold?How is that good?“Don’t leave today.”

"No, no," said Zhong Yi hastily waved, "do not have to, we must set out as soon as possible, perhaps from the hot sweat, if the disease of the village has not improved, then your brothers continue to move forward, I rest in Yicun for a few days, back to Lujiazhuang and peace."

That's it!

What else can I say?Seemingly reasonable reasons, plus the full appearance of "sickness", the Roche brothers can only do it.

The morning sun bathed in the mountains and waters of the countryside, but until autumn, people can not clearly feel its weak temperature, the falling yellow leaves and mature crops are the real feeling.A clear water under the small stone cliff in the village is still flowing quietly, so clear, so clean.

Like other villages, at this moment, Yi Village people are immersed in the festive atmosphere, farmers who have been busy with the autumn harvest are mostly staying at home today, women are busy steaming cakes and pinch noodles in the kitchen, washing vegetables and rice, even if they are eating and shrinking on weekdays, today they also want enough wine and meat.

Children who have always liked to play outside are staying in the house today, following behind the old lady early, looking at the big pot that is braving the heat, waiting for the moment to be uncovered.

The experience of ten years ago has long been the past, the days have to go on, people tend to pay attention to the present and the future, as for the past, it is just the past.

In ten years, it is possible to turn a child into a boy and a boy into a father.

In ten years, there may be a few more corpses under the yellow soil.

The past is always forgotten, but the change is always going on, so that when the confident Zhongyi appeared in Yicun, he found that he could hardly recognize the hometown that had lived for eight years.

Similarly, the villagers naturally will not recognize him, ten years, a little "change", the villagers certainly can not believe that the young man in front of him is a decade ago abandoned by the whole village of the small difficulties.

"Two brothers, it seems that my body is afraid to heal today, we can only follow the original plan: I stay in Yi Village, you continue to move forward, back to Lujiazhuang and the meeting", Zhong Yi looked at the village mouth of the familiar big trees can no longer walk.

Not only to return to the village alone, but also to understand the mystery case of Lujiazhuang, a reason for the illness will save the road to stay, and lest the Roche brothers get along in the morning and evening to see what is.

The back of the Roche brothers gradually faded away, and he quickly walked to the village mouth, and there was no trace of illness, and his body instantly "healed".

The gossip heart of the village, but now there are no shadows, coincides with the autumn festival, I am afraid that only those who walk the door of the idle people.

Zhong Yi threw the burden to the ground and lay comfortably next to the grass: go home, I did not expect it, it was difficult to return ten years ago by you.

A figure came up, and he quickly got up and said, “Uncle, uncle, this is the place to go out?”It’s a little late, today’s day.”

“Uncle: . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

“It’s me, you don’t know me, I am...”

My uncle still understands...

Uncle left with a full face of doubt, but Zhong Yi did not blame him: after all, so many years have not seen, changed a lot, and the uncle is old, how can I remember the little boy at that time?

It doesn’t matter, you can always know me.

Grandmother?My mother is a lot older, but it looks like nothing.

This is good, the aunt and the old aunt live next to the old aunt, the two often walk around, must know.

“Mother, where is this?”Before the words were finished, the lady turned around and walked: What is this?

Zhong Yi touched his head and thought about it, so he understood that when he left the village, these people, known as uncles and aunts, had already "formed", so they could recognize them at a glance.But it was difficult at first to be only eight years old, as the saying goes: the female college 18 changes, he does not need eighteen changes, but for ten years, how can others recognize their appearance at a glance?

Talent makes it easy for some people to remember the appearance of others, and some people are like uncles just now.

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"Little Zhao, small, there are wild boars in the northwestern part of the village, be careful, don't go out to the ground today, everyone will go tomorrow," Zhongyi sought prestige, and an old man shouted to the two young people.

Small?Little sister?Both of them?

Although the appearance changed greatly, but played together for eight years, only to listen to the old people said that their names immediately have a memory.

Great, childhood playmates, as a child often play in the river, picking wild vegetables in the mountains, collecting wood in the forest...

Zhong Yi clearly remembered that when he was a child, he often played with Xiao Zhao, and the two lived nearby, the relationship was very close, and then the old aunt wanted to give two dolls, and Xiao Zhao's parents did not object.But this matter must be taken care of by the parents, but the village partners often joke with them.

He ran, but he saw a dry branch under his feet, almost tripping him, only to see him softly jump, it was like stepping on the microwave, dragonflies a little water, gently passing, if not in front of the people, he can even show the sister-in-law praised the light skills.

A moment later, the two young men finally saw the "stranger" in front of them.

“This sister, brother, where do you live in the village Gong Wang’s family?”He decided to tease them: “Oh, she has a son named Gong Jiazhu.”

Seeing the raw face of this age in front of him, Xiao Zhao immediately looked down in shame, looked at him, felt that the people were angry with the book, and politely spoke, he should not be a bad person, so he pointed to the front and said: "O, go over there, turn right at the fork to the third house in the north."

Looking at the two of them preparing to leave, he hurriedly said, “Is there still a child in their family who is difficult to call?”“When I was a kid, my aunt.”

Difficulty?Old lady?

“It’s hard, are you difficult?This... how is it possible?”Although it is a long time, but the small name and title are not unfamiliar, after all, playing together is not overnight.

"After you left, we discussed letting Uncle Tian go to the county to find you, but they wouldn't let you."

“It’s hard, we thought we’d never see you again.”

“How did you get out of the village?”

Difficulty...

The two people cross the question in front of him to make the heart warm, this is a question of concern.

But he was even more surprised by the little sister, who had not much to say from a small sister, although she was a little cramped at the moment, but it was not easy to say so many words at once, and it was really the eighteen changes of the female college.

But he came to find his parents, but he was asked many times about his parents, so where did he start?

Suddenly, there was a coldness in Zhongyi's heart: only said that he would let Tian Er uncle come to the county to find him, so that perhaps the county would know about it, so that the parents had not yet found it, but the city was full of wind and rain?

When he came down the mountain, Master once said that if others asked about their own life, they could only follow the instructions recorded in the household register, and the matter of finding their parents must be carried out secretly.

Suddenly, he sighed, his mind quickly rotated, and a moment later he blurted out: "Oh, great, you remember it is difficult, but you recognize the wrong person, I am a difficult brother, by the father's orders to thank my old aunt, it is difficult to come together, and the result is temporary delay."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhao clasped her eyebrows, she looked at the "brother" in front of her, and then turned to the small note: "You go to play some wine and eat at my house at night."

After the small left, Xiao Zhao looked at Zhong Yi with a complex look, and after a long time, he said slightly: "The difficult old aunt died."

In the distance, the villagers occasionally shouted, and although the bright sunshine was not as hot as spring and summer, the bright light was particularly dazzling.He looked at the sound of the sun, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were dark.

Ten years later, when she left Yicun, her aunt was more than 50 years old, and Master once said that her aunt may not know her own life, even if she knew anything, then her only baby son Gong Jiazhu naturally knew.

After a long time, he finally squeezed out a few words in his mouth: “When is it going to happen?”

Xiao Zhao said slightly: "Two years ago, the old man was still thinking about the difficult name at the end of his life, and he has been thinking about him..."

“I’ll take you to her old house first, and then to the old man’s grave, shall I?”The little guy said as he walked.