Looking at the stout and tall ginkgo trees standing at the head of the village, which are already full of golden at this time, and the eagle's beak rock that looks like an eagle on the distant mountain ridge, it seems to be spreading its wings in the cold wind, the dense layers of mountains and forests, red and yellow are staggered, mixed with a piece of green green pine, rendering the mountains and forests colorful, and the familiar one in front of him, Yang Ling suddenly felt a little inexplicably sad and excited, remembering the bits and pieces of his childhood life, closing his eyes, it was as if there was a group of bare-chested children, holding tall reed flowers, frolicking and running along the mountain road, and the jingling cowbells echoed in the mountain forest。

"Didi~!"

Looking at an old man who came from the corner of the village with a basket on his back, Yang Ling pressed the horn and poked his head out of the car window, "Uncle Zhang, where are you going?"

"Are you the little Lingzi of the Benshun family?" Zhang Wubo's eyes were a little bad, and he only saw a person greeting him in a big car that he had never seen before, and he said excitedly after watching it for a long time.

"Yes, I'm Xiao Lingzi, I just came back, where are you going?" Yang Ling was also very excited when he saw the old man.

"Cough~!Isn't this taking advantage of the good weather, your fifth aunt said that it was going to be the New Year, I went to the mountains to pick up some pine hair and came back to make some bean cakes, you go back first, I saw your father just now, remember to come to my house to eat bean cakes tomorrow~!" Zhang Wubo also walked forward after a few steps and turned around, and seemed to be still muttering something in his mouth.

Thinking of bean cakes, Yang Ling suddenly burst into words, that thing seems to have not been eaten for seven or eight years, the food has been abundant in recent years, and the people in the village are not willing to boil syrup to make rice candy, baked sugar cakes, bean cakes, and this kind of thing is troublesome, and it is not easy to preserve, so no one wants to do it, not to mention, most of the young people in the village are working outside, and there are a few old people and children in the village, and they are not in the mood, and no one eats it anyway, but it tastes really good.

Since graduating to work in the provincial capital, every year is the Spring Festival back once, separated by more than 300 kilometers, the road conditions are too poor, it takes two days to go back and forth, people are also very offended, plus work, so Yang Ling is usually too lazy to come back, even if the Spring Festival comes back, it will take a week to go back and forth, look at the parents to walk relatives, even when I was a child, I can't see the village I was familiar with, let alone people, the so-called flowers are similar every year, people are different every year, the old man dies, a new life is born, the boy who went out to work brought back a daughter-in-law from Henan, and the girl in the village also married to Fujian, in short, people of the same age as Yang Ling, the village can basically not be found, not to mention the smaller half-sized child, he can't even call his name.

The young and the old man returned home, the local accent did not change, the sideburns declined, the children did not know each other, and asked with a smile where the guests came from? Although it has not yet reached this point, it is not far away.

"Di Di ~!" Yang Ling followed the old people on the side of the road all the way to say hello, and slowly took twenty minutes to drive to the door of his house, his mother was already standing at the door at this time, looking at Yang Ling who got off the off-road vehicle, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he said reproachfully: "Didn't you say that you came back for the New Year? Why did you come back all of a sudden, so far, hungry, right? Also, why do you wear so few clothes, hurry up and go in to bake the fire, I'll cook for you!"

Mom hurriedly prepared to go back to cook, Yang Ling hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Mom, what time is it, let's have dinner together later, I've eaten on the road, I'm not hungry!"

"Mom, it doesn't cost much, some of this is for uncles and aunts, last month I made some money from doing business with a friend, hundreds of thousands, you see, I also bought a car, I can come back often in the future!" Yang Ling proudly patted the wrangler's sturdy hood and said.

"What? is this the car you bought?" the old mother couldn't keep her mouth shut for a long time, "you dead baby, when your father comes back, you can tell him well, I don't care, I'll go cook first!" The old mother glared at him vigorously and turned to go into the house.

Yang Ling also smiled bitterly and shook his head, at this time, several families around the left and right came one after another, Yang Ling was also enthusiastic uncles, aunts, grandparents and grandparents kept calling, and distributed the purchased gifts to them, a few children desperately climbed to the car, Yang Ling didn't care, opened the car door for them to climb in to play, and opened a bag of candy for them to eat, a few old people were afraid of making the car dirty, and scolded and hugged down, provoking a few children to bark, a few dogs also took the opportunity to drill around in the crowd, and even a group of chickens also ran over quickly, picking up some fallen candy dregs on the ground。

Suddenly, the village that had been quiet for a long time instantly became lively, Yang Ling looked at Yiqiē in front of him with a smile, talking to the people around him, and feeling familiar after a long time.

"I said why don't the magpies on the big tree at the head of the village keep calling in the morning?" Zhang Sanye said happily with a cane, "Jeep, Ling Wazi's car is good, mighty and domineering, I think when I was a soldier, the battalion commander's car was also of this brand, it was not as good as one, there is only one light frame." ”

"The third grandfather said something wrong, it was obviously the old owl who called in the morning, I saw it!" shouted a half-sized boy standing by the car door.

"What are you talking about, dead baby?" a middle-aged woman slapped the child on the back of the head, and he shrank his neck and got into the cab and never dared to raise his head again.

"Haha!" The people around laughed, Zhang San's eyes only bulged, and his crutches stomped on the ground.

While he was laughing, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked over, everyone made way for him, Yang Ling quickly restrained his expression when he saw it, "Dad~!"

"Hmm~!Just came back?" Yang Benshun is not tall, shorter than Yang Ling, but he is full of aura, that is the spiritual attack pressure that Yang Ling formed in his mind when he was a child, and he was beaten up naughty at that time.

"Ben Shun, Xiao Lingzi is good, he has already bought a car, my Xiaofeng has also worked for six or seven years, and he came back last year and asked me for money to buy a house?"

"Yes, yes!" The people around him praised Yang Ling, and Yang Benshun's eyes lit up when he looked at the car, and he was in a very comfortable mood.

"Xiao Lingzi, this is the first in our village, this car is good-looking, at least more than 200,000 yuan. ”

"More than 200,000 yuan is definitely more than that, didn't the guy who came to collect the mountain goods last time coax his car to say that his car was more than 200,000 yuan, and he couldn't afford to pay for it? Compared with Xiao Lingzi's car, that car is simply a lump of cow dung. I estimate that this car is at least 300,000 to 400,000. ”

Although people in the countryside don't know much, but the level of appreciation is still there, you can probably guess that the men have shifted to this topic, and the women and old ladies all get together and talk about their sons and grandsons outside, compared to Yang Ling, they are all deeply touched, but they are all from the same village, and most of them are still relatives, so no one is yin and yang, at most they are envious and jealous in their hearts.

Standing outside and chatting for a while, Yang Ling's father said that it was cold outside, and called a few uncles and uncles to go in and drink tea on the fire, and the women quickly went home to make dinner, and the children were still shouting and playing in the car, Yang Ling didn't care, and the adults had told each other, there should be no problem, besides, the car was solid, at most it would be dirty.

took out a piece of China from the car, Yang Ling went in and scattered a circle of cigarettes to the elders around the stove, and then said that he would go to see his grandparents and third uncle, and left with the bag.

The surname Yang is a big surname in the village, when the grandparents responded to the call of the motherland "more people and more power", they gave birth to Yang Ling's father and their generation seven, four sons and three daughters, Yang Benshun is the second in line, so Yang Ling also has an uncle and two uncles, and the three aunts are married in the next few villages, not too far apart. Under the family planning policy, Yang Ling has only two more in their generation, Uncle Yang Shu has a son and a daughter, all of whom are married, his son Yang Cheng is thirty-one years old, both husband and wife are working along the coast, only one six-year-old daughter is homeschooled, Yang Ling is the only son, still ranked second, the third uncle Yang Benfu has a son Yang Xu, who came back a few days ago when he was hospitalized and left a few days ago, he also has a younger sister in high school, and the fourth uncle Yang Benxi has only one son named Yang Tong, who is also in high school, two aunts and a son and a daughter, but they rarely meet, occasionally only once in a few years, and often play together when they were children, and now they are a little strange when they grow up。

Yang Ling carried a big plastic bag to the village, about three or four hundred meters away, the weather was very cold, there was a gray-haired grandmother standing at the door of the third uncle, Yang Ling hurriedly stepped forward and said loudly, "Grandma, why do you come out so cold, go in and bake the fire!"

"It's really the second baby, I thought they were talking and having fun just now~!" Grandma happily silently used her rough hands to silently Yang Ling's head, "I heard that you came back in a big car?"

"Yes~!I just bought it last month, I'll take you around twice later!" Yang Ling felt the rough and warm hand, remembering what happened when he was a child, his eyes suddenly turned a little red, and in a blink of an eye, his grandmother was too old to walk.

"Okay, okay, the second baby has a future!" The old lady nodded happily, and pulled Yang Ling into the room to bake the fire, the third uncle still had a plaster cast on his legs, and when he saw Yang Ling coming in, he also happily beckoned the third aunt to pour water, and the grandfather was sitting on the innermost chair, bowing his head and snoring slightly.

"Third uncle, third aunt, hey, grandpa is asleep?" Yang Ling greeted, looking at the sleeping grandfather a little surprised.

"Well, it's cold, your grandfather hasn't been in good health lately, and he often gets confused, I just heard that you came back and I had to go over to see you, I didn't let him go because I couldn't walk, and I fell asleep again after a while. The third uncle looked at his legs and said with a wry smile, and then prepared to reach out and wake up his grandfather.