That was when I was young

Often sitting on father's shoulders

The father is the ladder to the sky

The father is the ox that pulls the cart

I can't forget that I was raised on a simple diet

I can't forget the long sigh of half a jug of old wine

When I grow up

Children in the mountains go out

I think of a letter from my childhood that has been repeated for thousands of miles.

Pan'ergui fills the sky with a bag of cigarettes and counts the stars

They say raising children can prevent old age

But the mountains are high and the rivers are far away.

It is said that raising children is to prepare for old age.

But no matter how hard or tired you are, you still won’t open your mouth

My son only has one soft song and tears to sing

May all parents in the world spend the spring and autumn safely

That was when I was a kid??????

At the moment when Yang Ziwei was washing his father's feet, the song "Father" by Cui Jinghao echoed in his mind. At that time, Yang Changshan was still so young and so strong, but now.

Time makes people grow old.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Changshan has grown so old, and he has rarely had time to go home since he started living on campus. Yang Ziwei thought that the time he spent with his parents at home was not as good as the time he raised Xiao Hei at home, and he felt My heart felt sour.

"Mom, dad, why don't you live with me?"

Yang Ziwei suddenly gritted his teeth, raised his head and said. Compared with just now, his red eye circles were so dazzling that Yang Changshan was in a daze for a while. Fang Licui, who was sitting next to him, did not expect that Su Mu would be like this, and looked slightly stunned. After that, he shook his head.

"Xiaowei, we won't live with you. You go out to work, not to play. Besides, we are used to living in rural areas. The air here is fresh and the place is bright. Besides, the air at home is Isn’t the house just renovated? If I follow you and cause you so much unnecessary trouble, we won’t go there,” her mother, Fang Licui, was the first to respond.

"What your mother said makes sense, we won't go there," Yang Changshan nodded.

"Dad, Mom??????"

At this moment, Yang Ziwei wanted to say something more, but when he met the eyes of Yang Changshan and Fang Licui and looked at their determined expressions, he shook his head and said nothing more.

After finishing the work for Yang Changshan and Fang Licui, they were a little older after all. After Yang Ziwei chatted with his father for a few words, the two old men returned to the room to sleep without sitting much.

However, because of the hot weather, Yang Zixuan and Yang Ziwei went to the roof of the building. They spread a mat on the roof and looked at the stars in the sky. The brother and sister began to chat casually.

"Brother, do you still remember that when we were young, we were like this, sleeping on the floor. I always liked to turn over when I was sleeping. In order to be afraid that I would fall, you and our dad would block me. At that time, I My favorite thing to do is to look up at the stars in the sky. You told me that they were the Big Dipper. You told me that each star can indicate the direction. I still remember it. You know, I am now taking an elective course in school. There are courses related to the study of the universe,”

"Brother, you know, when I was washing my mother's feet just now, I almost cried. I saw that you almost cried too. Do you know that when you didn't come back, our father and mother met each other? People say how obedient and obedient our two children, Xiaowei and Zixuan, are. It seems that people in our village recognize such nice words, but I know that these are all false. These are all praises given to us by our parents,"

"Brother, you are at work and don't have time to come back. As for me, I am studying in college and my time is much more relaxed than yours. But even so, I don't have much time to go home. You said I don't even have time to go home. None, how can I praise meekness? Every time I hear such words, I feel a deep sense of self-blame and my chest hurts."

Yang Ziwei remained silent and lay quietly next to Yang Zixuan, listening to Yang Zixuan talking. He did not interrupt Yang Zixuan. He knew that Yang Zixuan was venting her emotions in this way. As long as he listened, he would become .

What Yang Ziwei knows even more is that he deeply understands what Yang Zixuan said. Not to mention Yang Zixuan, even Yang Ziwei feels as if his heart is being pricked by needles.

Ever since he entered officialdom, he has done very little for this family, pitifully little. But every time he comes back, he can hear from the villagers' mouths how much his parents think of him. Praise, such praise is so harsh to Yang Ziwei. Is Yang Ziwei qualified for the so-called filial piety?

Not qualified.

It's far from enough.

Could it be that leaving some money at home every time you come back, or buying something in big and small packages every time you come back, is the so-called filial piety?

Could it be that not going home for a whole month and then just busying around and helping the family with some trivial things is the so-called filial piety?

Could it be said that this alone is enough for filial piety?

Don't you know that compared to these, your parents hope that you can go home often, even if you just come home to play chess with your dad, drink some wine with your dad, and chat with your mom? Compared with the previous ones, patting my mother while she cooks, this kind of filial piety is so sincere and joyful.

"Brother, sometimes when I am free at school, I see the children in the school walking with their parents holding their hands, and I think of our parents. They have suffered a lifetime of hardship. I have suffered a lifetime of sin and have never even been to the world outside Yangzhuang. You said they lived so tiredly for us, what can we do?"

"I think of the dry cigarettes our father smokes, my mother's hair that has started to turn gray, the wrinkles on their faces, and the fact that they are getting older every day. Really, I don't know. How much time can I still have to accompany them? Every time I think about this, I feel so scared. I am really afraid that I will never have time to accompany them in the future. Sometimes when I think about this at night, I wake up with fear. "

"Brother, I know you are busy at work, so I never want to do anything to you, but don't worry, I am telling you this just to tell you that there are me and my eldest sister at home, and I used to be the only one I only go home during the winter and summer vacations. Now I will come back whenever I have a chance. You know, every time I call back in advance, my parents will be waiting for me at the entrance of our village. No matter how late it is, they will be waiting. "Every time I come back, as long as I see their figures at the entrance of the village, I will feel very happy. Really, I don't know how to describe that feeling to you,"

"??????"

Yang Zixuan's voice became softer and softer, and she didn't know when she fell asleep. Yang Ziwei, who was lying next to her, looked at the tears that had flowed out of his sister's face, and looked at that somewhat distressed face, and felt... It was even harder to calm down after being pricked by needles.

Zixuan, how could my brother not know what you said? Do you know that every time I go home, my parents stand under the big tree at the entrance of the village and wait for me. The sun sets in the west and the two paths gradually lengthen. You don’t know how sad and warm my heart feels every time I dream of such a scene.

What's sad is why our parents can't just sit at home and work so hard like other people's families.

The warm thing is that we have such parents who can make us feel the warmth of family. Maybe other people's homes are like this, but only our own home is the most cherished and precious.

Feelings like this will always appear in a person's life. In fact, such feelings happen to everyone. They may appear suddenly during work hours, or appear when riding the train home, or maybe it's just you. When running, you will feel something in your heart as you run??????

It is precisely because of this kind of feeling that the world becomes so warm and tender, allowing every family to have a bond of happiness that is difficult to break apart.

She was just enjoying the cool air and chatting with her sister, so after Yang Zixuan fell asleep, she was hugged by Yang Ziwei.

The night passed quietly.

The next morning, morning light came, and a soft light purple and fish-belly white appeared in the east. Then, the rose color of dawn and all the wonderful colors of the sky appeared, and the streams also responded to them.

The snow-white pebbles in the creek reflected pink on the bottom of the water, and the wild grass and calamus, which were originally dark, now also showed a lush green light.

When Yang Ziwei and Yang Zixuan woke up, breakfast was already placed on the table outside. Breakfast at home was very simple. Yang Changshan bought fried dough sticks from the village, then some pickles, and millet porridge. The more it was like this , the more comfortable it tastes.

"Well, Mom and Dad, if you have nothing to do today, why don't you go to the county development zone with me for a walk? Mom, you haven't seen your aunt in a long time, so we will all go to her house for dinner today," Yang Ziwei said with a smile.

"Sure," Fang Licui said, of course she had no objection.

"By the way, let Zixuan go to the county town to pick someone up," Yang Changshan said.

"Zixuan, you want to pick up someone, who are you picking up?" Yang Ziwei was a little confused.

When Yang Zixuan heard Yang Ziwei's question, she put down the bowl and chopsticks with a smile and said, "Of course I'm going to pick up my good friend and bestie."

"Are you saying that Ling Fei and Qin Menglu are coming over?" Yang Ziwei said in surprise.

"Yes, we made an appointment to come to our place during the May Day holiday," Yang Zixuan said with a smile.

Ling Fei and Qin Menglu were coming over. Yang Ziwei really didn't know about it, but when he thought of Qin Menglu's slender thighs, he felt a strange feeling in his heart for some reason.

Yang Ziwei didn't know why, but it was as if his relationship with Qin Menglu suddenly became better. Thinking of his chance encounter with Qin Menglu when he was in Kyoto, Yang Ziwei felt a sense of warmth.
Chapter completed!