He lived in this courtyard, with this woman, and these two lovely children. He taught for a living and did some carpentry in his spare time, which was not bad at all. Many people in the village came to him for help.
, he is also willing to help and earn some money to support his family.
The two children stayed with him when he was teaching, and the woman stayed with him when he got home. The feeling was very warm and relaxing. Even though he never remembered the woman's name, she never asked.
Time flies, spring passes and winter comes, and three years have passed quickly. Lao Yin is still fishing tirelessly. He heard people say that he really caught a two-foot fish, but he doesn’t believe it. It’s impossible in Xiaoyang River.
There are such big fish, the largest is only half a foot. The tavern is still open, but the number of times he goes to eat noodles is very rare. Now he eats at home most of the time.
The Miss Mu family has not remarried. The old woman from the Lin family has come here two or three times, but she has never asked for the spirit tablets, and then she gave up. But I heard people say that the Miss Mu family is still disconnected from someone, and it is not clear. He has never seen it, and he has not seen it.
He didn't want to run into him, but he never passed by Mu's house in the past three years. Even if he wanted to pass by, he would go around to the other side of the creek.
This year's winter came very early. Before it entered the winter, a heavy snow fell suddenly, freezing some leaves that had no time to wither on the branches. When the wind blew, the leaves fell off together with the snowflakes, just like people's
Life, no matter how reluctant you are to give it up, no matter how unwilling you are, you have to go with the wind when the winter snow falls and the cold wind blows.
This year, the plum blossoms bloomed extremely early.
In the past three years, three old people have died in Shangyang Village and three new lives have been born.
The days go by day by day, monotonous, but not boring. When he is free, he likes to climb Tea Mountain. Tea Mountain is very high, so high that the top cannot be seen. It seems that the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain have never cleared. Sometimes he will spend a night in the mountain.
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At the beginning, the mountain road was unfamiliar and the climb was not high. As he went higher and higher, the scenery also changed. At first, he saw the entire Shangyang Village, along the Xiaoyang River, like a piece of land floating in the valley.
Slender willow leaves; later he saw the entire Xiaoyang River, from the deep pool at the foot of the tea mountain to the Dayang River outside the village. It looked silent from a distance, but he could imagine the brisk sound of the stream flowing over the pebbles; no matter how high it was, he
I saw the clouds and the mountains in the distance. The clouds on the horizon were intertwined. Shangyang Village became very small. You can see the end without turning your eyes. The higher you go, the closer you are to the top of the mountain. The wind blows and the village is hidden.
Under the clouds and mist, listen to the voice of the sky, watch the cloud tides rise and fall, the sun sets and the moon rises.
The boy begged to climb the mountain with him, and he agreed. The woman and the little girl would stand at the door and watch them go away. When they reached the mountain, he never urged the boy. He would rest if he couldn't walk, and keep walking if he could.
After climbing twice, the boy was too tired and stopped going. There was nothing interesting in the mountains. He might as well go fish in Xiaoyang Creek and ponds. When he was a little older, the girl also climbed Cha Mountain with him. After climbing three times, they never got along again.
He went together. Mountain climbing seemed to have become his only hobby. When the two children refused to accompany him to climb the mountain, the woman began to accompany him, without volunteering, without you and me, one walked beside the other.
around.
So later on, women accompanied him to climb mountains. Until one time, he was on the mountainside, watching the wind and clouds rolling, and when he turned around, there was no one around him.
He thought for a long time before he remembered that someone came to make an appointment today. The appointment was for a girl. The girl has grown up gradually. She is not yet old enough to get married, but her appearance has gradually grown. Everyone in Shangyang Village knows that she is a girl.
Little fairy, so there are many people coming to propose marriage. Of course, the marriage is not done now, but in a few years.
People in Shangyang Village said that the girl looked very much like her mother. The strange thing was that he could clearly see the girl's appearance, but he couldn't clearly see the woman's appearance.
On the way back, a few women looked at him and pointed, saying that everything was fine with him, except that he had a disease, liked to climb tea mountains, and had forgotten such a big thing as his daughter being proposed for marriage. Of course, this could not be said in front of women.
They said in front of them because they had seen her, who was usually so gentle and amiable, get angry when someone said something bad about him. This was something that had never happened before. It was very scary. At least there was no talkative woman in the village who dared to do it in front of her.
Chew his tongue.
Passing by the tavern, the handsome shopkeeper didn't seem to have changed much. He smiled when he saw him: "Drink?"
"Don't drink."
"Eat noodle?"
His heart skipped a beat and he shook his head: "I have to go home today."
The shopkeeper nodded, hummed, and said, "Lao Yin caught a one-foot-long fish today. I saw it with my own eyes."
"Is there really a big fish?" he asked in surprise.
"This one is a good fish."
It makes sense, it's only one foot, not a big fish, but not a small one. He waved goodbye to the tavern owner, and was about to go around to the other side of the river to avoid the Mu family, when the owner smiled and said: "There's no need to detour today, they're going
Worship the God of Tea, he hasn’t come back yet.”
He raised his hand to express his gratitude.
"Shingshan in a few days, will you go?"
"talk later."
When he got home, the woman had already cooked. No matter what time, she would always keep the house in order, and he had never seen a woman angry. Sometimes he just wanted to see if the woman would be angry, so he deliberately made things worse.
For example, he stayed in bed and threw the peeled fruit and melon seeds all over the floor and yard. He put bugs in her water glass and hid them behind the door to scare her when she came out. He also used snake sheds to hide them.
Under the quilt... She really doesn't seem to be angry, but she will look at him with a look that contains helplessness and tolerance and that she will bear all this. Every time this happens, he will be defeated and get into trouble.
Keep it clean.
The girl was unhappy, with a droopy face and cried, saying that her mother wanted to give her away and not want her anymore. The woman persuaded her patiently, saying that when she grew up, she would get married. The girl was unhappy and did not want to leave.
Here. He looked at it and suddenly said, don't leave then, leave when you want to leave. When the girl heard this, she became happy, ran over and hugged his waist and acted coquettishly. The woman looked at him helplessly, without blaming, as if
He said: You are the one who dotes on her the most. He laughed and felt very happy. In fact, he knew in his heart that it was not him who doted on the girl the most, but she doted on everyone in the yard.
The plum blossoms outside the door have bloomed and withered five times. He still likes to climb Tea Mountain, but his legs and feet are obviously not as good as before and he will feel tired. The most important thing is that he cannot climb high enough. He has not seen the top of the clouds for a long time.