The sound of the piano flows through the fingertips, with a faint sadness, just like the fragrance of flowers.

"You said you love lilac flowers the most because your name is her. What a melancholy flower, a sentimental person..."

Little Lizi, not far away, also narrowed her eyes: This song sounds interesting.

"The beauty you long for is full of flowers in front of the grave. Look at the mountains and fields, do you still feel lonely? You hear someone singing, the song you love the most, how complicated the world is, you don't have to worry about it anymore..."

Li Chengru turned around and couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes with his sleeves: A big man actually cried when he heard someone singing. It was so fucking embarrassing.

"Comrade, how do you get to Shizuigouzi Village?"

After the song was sung, Li Chengru, who had been waiting for a long time, finally stepped forward and asked his own question.

Huang Zhong looked up and down at the man in front of him, who seemed a little familiar, and then smiled and said, "I am from that village, please come with me."

"Okay, thank you." Li Chengru was delighted and hurriedly followed Huang Zhong and his daughter.

When they walked through this small fork, they boarded the dirt road leading to the village.

Thanks to meeting Huang Zhong, Li Chengru would have walked all the way to the old cemetery in Shizuigouzi Village.

"Comrade, there is an old man named Huang Zhong in your village. Do you know him?" Little Lizi spoke as he walked.

"Meet." Huang Zhong nodded, and couldn't help but mutter: Am I that old?

"That's great. I'm from the Journey to the West crew. I'm here to invite the old man to come out. I'll know if I'm going to visit the cottage three times, but it's the same thing." Little Lizi said.

Huang Dingding raised his head, blinked his big watery eyes, and said something: "Uncle, do you have to come here twice?"

The little guy is quite smart. Li Chengru's eyes fell on Xiao Budian. Although he was wearing old clothes, he was cleaned and looked very likable.

Little Lizi smiled and clapped her hands: "Come on, uncle, let's carry you, let's go quickly."

"I have a dad!"

Huang Dingding shook his head, and the two little girls on his head also shook with each other. Huang Zhong put down his back basket, and the little guy skillfully climbed in, and then was carried by his father. The little guy turned his head and smiled at Li Chengru, his face full of pride.

After walking a few miles, I finally entered the village. A few big dogs ran out and bared their teeth at Little Lizi. Then they were driven away by Huang Dingding's tender voice.

"Here, this is my home." Huang Zhong put down his backpack and greeted.

"Comrade, can you take me to Mr. Huang Zhong's house first?" Li Chengru said impatiently.

Huang Zhong grinned and showed his white teeth: "I am Huang Zhong."

"Ah, you are!" Li Chengru exclaimed with wide mouth.

"That's right, it's like a fake one." Huang Zhong said simply.

Li Chengru nodded subconsciously, and he believed it. After all, the person in front of him was the one who could make him cry.

"Teacher Huang, I really don't know Mount Tai." Li Zi quickly grabbed the other party's hand and shook it hard.

"Let's go, let's go into the house and talk."

Huang Zhong pulled his hand back and invited Li Chengru into the room, poured a cup of warm water in a blue-edged porcelain bowl.

During this process, Li Chengru also looked at the house and could tell at a glance that the owner of the house was living in a poor life.

However, the books in the room and paper full of notes show their extraordinaryness.

"Teacher Huang, I am Li Chengru from CCTV Journey to the West crew..."

After drinking a sip of water, Li Chengru took out his letter of introduction and issued a transfer order, and went straight to the point and said his purpose.

Although it was a temporary secondment and could not get through the organizational relationship and household registration, Huang Zhong was still extremely excited. He knew that the opportunity to move to a broader world finally appeared.

Although I wish I could pack up my things now and follow Li Chengru to Beijing, Huang Zhong still had a calm expression. After all, he was a human being for two lifetimes, so he still had this concentration.

After thinking for a while, Huang Zhong nodded to Li Chengru: "I need to prepare, go through the procedures, and arrange the family affairs, which may take two days."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I'll wait for you." Little Lizi nodded repeatedly and responded.

Seeing a strange guest coming, Mrs. Zhao from the east room kept paying attention to the movements in the house. At this moment, she also walked in excitedly and shouted: "Xiao Huang, you are going to the capital, good things, good things!"

While saying that, she picked up Huang Dingding: "We Dingding is going to a big city, are you happy?"

Wow, Huang Dingding cried and hugged Mrs. Zhao's neck: "Er Niang, Er Niang, I don't want to leave."

"Don't cry or cry, Ding Ding will come back to see Erniang in the future."

Mrs. Zhao's nose was slightly sour, and Huang Dingding lost her mother when she was born. At that time, she had just given birth to the iron egg at home, so she breastfeeded one at the same time, so Huang Zhong called her daughter Erniang.

Soon, the news that Huang Zhong was going to be seconded to the capital spread in the small village.

In addition to being surprised, the villagers came to congratulate each other. Some brought a few eggs, and some used basins to bring half a basin of white flour. These days, the countryside has not eaten a few meals of flour all year round, and they usually have stick noodles.

Huang Zhong handed the things to Mrs. Zhao, asked her to help arrange the meal, and then led her daughter to the front door of a family in the village.

Xiao Dingding hid behind her father's thighs a little timidly. This was her grandmother's house, and Xiao Dingding was most afraid of her grandfather.

"Dad, mom, are you at home?" Huang Zhong shouted loudly. No matter what, he had to say hello when he left. After all, he was Xiao Dingding's grandparent, and his blood was thicker than water.

After a while, a big black man came out of the room, half a head taller than Huang Zhong. It was his brother-in-law Ding Meng.

"Uncle." Huang Dingding was quite close to her uncle, and his uncle always bought her delicious food.

Ding Meng stretched out his big hand to pick Huang Ding Ding up, threw it into the sky twice, making the little girl giggle, and then said to Huang Zhong: "Brother-in-law, my father said he knows, and told you to raise Ding Ding up well in the future, even if you are worthy of my family."

It’s okay to make money to raise children.

“That’s a must.”

Huang Zhong raised his hand and patted Ding Meng on the shoulder. His brother-in-law was stupid, big, black and thick, and he looked like a fierce and fierce person. His martial arts value was also outstanding. He practiced martial arts with people since he was a child. He could not beat this guy with three or five ordinary men.

However, I still respect his brother-in-law very much, probably because of his sister.

"Brother-in-law, I gave this to you, my mother asked me to give it to you." Ding Meng then took out two tickets from his pocket, two great union, twenty yuan.

Twenty yuan is a lot now, basically equivalent to the monthly salary of an ordinary worker.

Huang Zhong quickly refused: "No, no, the train ticket is for people to call, and it also provides food and accommodation, and there is no money."

"My mother asked you to buy a piece of clothing. When you go out, you have to clean up immediately." Ding Meng stuffed the money directly into Huang Dingding's little hand, and then put the little guy on the ground, "When the time comes, my uncle will go to the capital to see you."

"Okay, uncle, hook it." Huang Dingding stretched out his little finger, but Ding Meng's fingers were too thick, so she couldn't hook it at all. She could only symbolically put it on, "Hook it up and hang it, and it will not change for a hundred years!"

Huang Zhong looked at the interaction between the nephew and uncle, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

...

After two days of busy work, Huang Zhong finally set off.

A large green canvas bag full of musical scores.

An old erhu is enough to express your lifelong heart.

There is also a little girl with two little girls combing her, this is his precious daughter.

This is all the gains that Huang Zhong has taken away from this small mountain village where he has lived for five years.

That year, he was seventeen years old and still young.

When he walked out of here, he was twenty-three years old, and his eyes had experienced all the vicissitudes, but he was still young.

People who traveled all over the green mountains are still young when they were still young when they returned.

Huang Zhong wore a slightly fat Zhongshan outfit, and his clothes were very new. He wore them once when he got married.

I was wearing homemade cloth shoes under my feet, so I really didn’t have the conditions to buy leather shoes.

This man leans on his clothes and horses and saddles. After he tidied up, he looked more calm and handsome.

A large group of villagers kept sending them out of the village entrance. Huang Zhong turned around and waved: "Everyone will go back, I will come back to see everyone in the future."

Ding Meng was holding Huang Dingding and he wanted to take it to the village.

Although Huang Dingding was small, she tasted the taste of parting early, and her tears were clattering, and her pair fell down.

Lao Zhao's eldest daughter chased after him, and Huang Dingding also struggled to go to the ground, hugging her and crying together with her sister.

Huang Zhong's mood is also particularly complicated: the only difference is the one who is sad and intoxicated.

This remote village has left so many memories, whether beautiful or painful, now it has turned into unforgettable memories and is worth cherishing for a lifetime.

Turning around, Huang Zhong looked at the road ahead, and the road was at his feet.

The group walked to the village. After waiting for a while, a bus drove and several people got on the bus.

Before leaving, Ding Meng didn't say much, but just kept rubbing his niece's little head. Huang Ding Ding waved his little hands hard: "Goodbye uncle, remember the hook we pulled."

The bus started slowly, and Huang Zhong couldn't help but poke his head out of the window, watching the familiar scenery gradually blurred.

"Wait, wait for me, Xiao Huang, Lao Zhao hasn't seen you off yet!"

Suddenly, a familiar shout came from behind the car, and he ran alone, and was thrown farther and farther away.

The belated Lao Zhao stopped helplessly when he saw this: "Luckily, I was prepared."

I saw him take out a suona and bulge his cheeks, and the loud sound of the suona sounded.

In this vast land of northern Liao, the sound of suona echoes freely and breaks through the sky.

Huang Zhong in the car suddenly froze: Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, you are such a talent!
To be continued...