As Dai Xiaomeng said, they got off the train, transferred to a minibus, and circled up and down the mountains for more than four hours, and then took a ferry across the green river before arriving at this natural and tranquil place.

of villages.

But the scene in front of him really made Cheng Sizhe intoxicated. Such green mountains and clear waters, such birds chirping and leaping fish, such green trees and red flowers, are refreshing and pleasant. Just like Dai Xiaomeng, who is as pure as water, it is pleasing to the eye and joyful.

It's refreshing and refreshing. This is probably what the primary school textbooks call "the fragrance of earth"!

Dai Xiaomeng's family welcomed their "prospective son-in-law" who came from afar with surprising friendliness.

Cheng Sizhe probably only felt that the people in this place were simple, warm and hospitable, and he didn't feel flattered at all. However, facing the anomalies of his family, Dai Xiaomeng became a little uneasy. He didn't dare to breathe when standing next to Cheng Sizhe.

Even without trying to hold her hand, she pulled it out consciously.

Dai Xiaomeng's father, Dai Xichuan, is a simple and rough riverside man, about fifty years old, wearing wide-leg trousers and a linen belt. He always keeps a dry tobacco pipe in his hand and takes a few puffs from time to time. You will know it when you see Cheng Sizhe.

He kept smiling and stroking the back of his head for a long time, but he couldn't speak.

Dai Xiaomeng's mother was a typical housewife in a fishing village. When she saw Dai Xiaomeng and Cheng Sizhe entering the house, she only glanced at them secretly and hurried into the kitchen to get busy.

There was a big boy, about twenty-four or five years old, sitting in the room. There were three teacups neatly placed in front of him. He poured three cups of tea in a serious manner, smiled silly at the teacups, and then pointed at one of them with his finger.

He said seriously, "Drink you first," and pointed to the cup next to him, "Drink you next," and then pointed to another cup, "Well, drink it last! Hey, you think I'm stupid, you're too

It’s hot!”

Cheng Sizhe frowned, guessing that this was Dai Xiaomeng's silly brother, but for a moment he didn't know how to greet him.

Dai Xichuan smiled awkwardly, "This is Xiaomeng's brother Xiaojun. He had a high fever when he was five years old. We didn't have money to treat him. It burned out his brain and ended up like this!"

Cheng Sizhe looked at Dai Xiaomeng. Dai Xiaomeng blushed but hesitated to speak. He walked quickly to Dai Xiaojun, took out a handful of candies from his bag and put it on the table in front of his brother, "Brother, come, eat."

Sugar! Alpine!”

Dai Xiaojun couldn't wait to pick up a piece of peeled candy wrapper, quickly put it in his mouth, smiled stupidly, revealing two rows of neat white teeth, his innocence made people look a little sad, "Sweet, so sweet! Meng, come on,

You eat too!"

Dai Xiaojun peeled off a piece of candy and put it into Dai Xiaomeng's mouth, and then continued to pour tea. Dai Xiaomeng looked at him with her lips pursed, and tears filled her eyes unconsciously.

Even though he couldn't guess all Dai Xiaomeng's thoughts, the appearance of the brother and sister made Cheng Sizhe feel a little sad.

After looking around at the furnishings in the room, I saw that the wires were exposed outside the wall, leading here and there like a spider web to a small light bulb. The tables, chairs and benches were all antiques that had been worn out for many years. There was a porcelain basin with a big red peony on the table.

The porcelain was dropped so much that the pot was filled with steaming hot mushroom stewed by Dai Xiaomeng's mother. The twelve-inch black and white TV was placed in the hole of the large standing cabinet with the door missing.
Chapter completed!