As soon as autumn arrives, the fragrance of fruits wafts through the mountains, forests and fields.
Around the path leading from the village entrance to the house is a vegetable garden planted by the people of Baijia Village. There are round and light yellow cabbages growing, and snakeheads climb up in a spiral shape on the poles.
It is also filled with dense dry branches, wrapped with dry pea vines; pumpkins are big and round, as if rolling on the ground; strips of cucumbers mature quietly under the gradually yellowing angular leaves, day and night.
Looking forward to being picked.
In the narrow isolation zone between the vegetable garden and the path, there are all kinds of wild flowers and grasses growing, including honeysuckle, wild roses, wild chrysanthemums, foxtail grass, and dandelions that are loosely protected from being blown away by the evening breeze.
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Tonight is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon has quietly come out, hanging over the mountains, and its silvery glow is shining on this small village in the valley.
Teacher Jiang is walking on such a country road. In the past, she always liked to go out for a walk in the evening when the sun sets. The more she walks, she can remember almost every fruit on the roadside, every tree that longs to be known.
Wild flowers, and weeds that grow tenaciously.
But this time, she walked in a hurry and looked far away at the hillside where her home was.
Dunzi's mother followed closely behind her, telling her to slow down, as it was dark and the road was slippery, so be careful about falling.
The two walked through Baijia Village, through the vegetable patch outside the village, and walked onto the singing river. The little kids who used to herd cows by the river had all gone home, but the little ducks in the river were still there.
The hillside appeared in view, and the previously dark courtyard was now lit with lights, and two red lanterns were hung under the eaves.
Someone is back.
Crossing the small bridge, turning two turns along the path, we finally arrived at the bottom of the hillside. At the intersection going up, there were lush flowers and plants, including geraniums, petunia, verbena, and a cluster of bright red cannas, and little bugs were buzzing in autumn.
He started playing and singing.
Teacher Jiang's eyes fell on the canna. There was a child standing there. The little child stood there obediently, waving his little hand towards her, and his smile was brighter than the canna.
When the little person in front of her was not around, she saved a sentence every day, and now Teacher Jiang had accumulated a lot of words. But when the little person she had been thinking about all night suddenly appeared in front of her, she felt that it didn't matter whether she said these words or not.
It's the best when you come.
A thousand words are not enough to say "Xiaobai is back".
"Xiao Bai is back?" Grandma Jiang said softly with a smile.
Xiaobai called out to grandma and ran down, seemingly about to throw himself into grandma's arms, but was intercepted by Dunzi's mother on the way and carried her away.
"Huh?" Xiaobai asked in surprise, where does Dunzi's mother live?
Dunzi's mother: "Xiaobai, you have grown up, grandma can't hold you, don't rush like this, grandma will fall."
noob:"……"
It turns out that thinking about growing up quickly day and night is not always a good thing, it actually has such disadvantages.
Dunzi's mother put her on the ground. Xiaobai's excitement calmed down a little. He ran back to Grandma Jiang, opened his little hands, hugged her legs, and pressed his little head against her, like...
"Hmm hum hum~~~"
"What are you doing?" Grandma Jiang asked.
"Take grandma away~hoho~don't stop me no matter what! I'm a novice!"
"..."
Not moving at all.
The moon in the mountains is particularly bright, and the moonlight is like water, shining in the yard. The same scene, yesterday, it was deserted and desolate, making people full of melancholy, but today, it is such a good time and beautiful scenery, the only change is that there is an extra small
child.
Children are like the hot pot base in Sichuan hot pot. With or without her, there is a huge gap.
Zhang Tan and Dunzi's mother kept bringing dishes out from the kitchen and placing them on the four-corner table in the yard. Teacher Jiang sat in the yard, looking up at the moon and looking down at the two children running around in the yard, feeling that they
Very close to myself.
Zhang Tan's dinner was placed on the table, including Bangbang chicken, seabass soup, brown sugar taro balls, duck stuffed with osmanthus wine, and Dunzi's mother had prepared the roast chicken at home, Mapo tofu, and tiger skin pepper.
, Couple's Fei Tablets.
There are also moon cakes cut into pieces, red oranges, lychees, and plums picked in the mountains.
When the last dish was served, Teacher Jiang asked Xiaobai and Dunzi to wash their hands and get ready to eat.
"Eat Mang Mang, the Mang Mang made by Boss Zhang is delicious."
Two children wash their hands at a pressurized water well.
When Grandma Jiang heard Xiaobai calling Boss Zhang, she glanced at Zhang Tan who had just come out in slight surprise, seeing that he was used to it.
After checking the little hands of the two children, Dunzi's mother smiled and said to Teacher Jiang: "Oh, I thought I would spend time with Teacher Jiang again tonight, but I didn't expect that Zhang Tan and Xiaobai suddenly came. Now it's good
Wow, it’s so lively at home, it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole family is reunited, it would be great if the old man Dunzi came back too.”
Zhang Tan said: "We went to see Dunzi's father at the construction site before we came. They had a day off today and said they would go to the city for a walk with the fellow villagers at the construction site. The park there is very big and beautiful. After they came to Pujiang
I’ve never been there, but I just have the opportunity this time. Everyone sets up pots and cooks on the construction site in the evening, and it should be about to start now.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Dunzi's mother's phone rang. She couldn't suppress her joy and said, "Dunzi, your old man called."
When Xiaobai heard this, he remembered the mobile phone he bought for his grandma, ran to the house to find it, gave it to his grandma, and told her how to use it.
But in fact, Teacher Jiang didn't touch it at all. All the children were playing with their mobile phones and talking, and suddenly said: "Call Auntie."
I dialed the number and said to my grandma with a smile: "I'm calling my aunt. I'll see her again later. Look! My aunt is here to chat."
The phone was connected, and Malanhua's big face appeared. Her mouth opened and opened, but there was no sound.
Xiaobai held the mobile phone and said loudly: "What are you talking about? Auntie, what are you talking about? Please speak louder, we can't hear you. Louder, louder."
Ma Lanhua's face on the phone is bigger and redder, and her eyes are rounded.
Teacher Jiang asked: "Xiaobai, is there no sound? Your aunt is talking."
Xiaobai tapped on his mobile phone and said innocently: "It doesn't make a sound. What's the matter with it? Auntie, please speak louder. Can you sing us a song?"
"Let me take a look." Zhang Tan took the phone and tapped the speakerphone lightly. Malanhua's angry voice immediately jumped out.
"Xiaobai, you idiot! You are entertaining me. I have heard you talking. Why didn't you hear me? Didn't you turn on the speakerphone? You idiot!"
"I hear nagging, I hear nagging. Auntie, you have such a bad temper. Don't be so angry that you are going to get angry. Look, ho ho ho, grandma and I are together. Please sing a song to grandma."
Malanhua on the other end of the phone held back her anger, rolled her eyes, ignored this silly melon, and said: "Teacher Jiang~~Teacher Jiang wishes you good health. Lao Bai and I can't go back to see you..."
Xiaobai blocked his little head in front of the camera and interjected: "Auntie, have you eaten?"
"Crawl away, I'm talking to grandma."
"To Xiaobai Kangkang, the little baby."
"Wait until I finish talking to grandma!"
"Uncle?"
"Right on the edge!"
"He came to find you alone. Did he get lost?"
"Are you worrying too much? Now that I am old, I solemnly tell you, crawl away and give the phone to grandma. I will talk to grandma."
"Are you going to say something bad about me?"
"You melon kid, you're so stupid, get away!"
Xiaobai held the phone and reasoned with her: "Auntie, why do you always call me Guawazi? Did you do it on purpose?"
"Hang up, hang up, no more words, bye."
Xiaobai immediately handed the phone to the smiling grandma: "Auntie is angry. She can't afford to play duck. I'm not angry. I'm a good kid."
