It's the Spring Festival. We drove to see our old aunt in the country. To tell the truth, we all regard my aunt's house as a hometown where we can go back.
My aunt lives in Shiying Village, Yinxian Town. Yinxian is a thousand-year-old town, named after Dong Shaonan, a famous sage in the Tang Dynasty, who lived in seclusion here. Han Yu once wrote a famous long poem "Zai Dong Sheng Xing" and an ancient essay "Preface to Send Dong Shaonan" for him. Shiying Village is located about 3 kilometers east of Yinxian Town. Although there are no famous people, it is a land of plenty and plenty. People often say that "happiness is like the East China Sea, and longevity is longer than that of the South Mountain". Because water usually flows eastward, the hometown just "reverses the mountain, and the water flows backwards". The mountain is called "North Mountain" and the water flows westward. My hometown is in the Suihewan District in the northwest corner of Yinxian County. When the water comes to disaster, it turns into a beach. When I was a child, I often "run away from the water". I lived in my aunt's house for ten and a half days, and I actually lived for two months in one year.
when we saw my aunt's son, the car stopped and leaned against the side of the road, and we set foot on a winding ridge of wheat fields. When my aunt saw the car coming, she ordered her little grandson to receive it from the center of the ridge. I gave my parcel to my child and trotted into the village. It's not appropriate to say it's a village. My aunt's family and neighbors are now living in newly built buildings outside the gully, row by row, which is really modern, but without the weather of the village in the past. When I met my aunt at the door, I took my hand, my face was full of joy, and I looked left and right, and I was so affectionate. Hand in hand into the house, I saw my uncle hunched, smiling, but slightly stiff. My aunt pulled me to the bench and sat down, and then staggered to meet my parents outside. My uncle and I started a family conversation. Uncle said, knowing that we were coming, I got up at dawn, but I was so excited that I had a hernia and was in great pain that I couldn't go out. Only then did I notice that my uncle was hunched over with a belt tied around his waist, and the belt was trapped in the cotton-padded jacket, which was almost invisible. I felt a twinge of guilt and advised him to go into the back room to have a rest. But he refused to stay with me. I suddenly lost interest, so I slipped out while my parents and aunt helped each other through the door.
My cousin Xiaolin, like my eldest brother, has been working outside for many years, and only brought his family home for the Spring Festival years ago. When we sit together, it is inevitable to remind us of the past and tease each other. Who told a good ghost story in the past, who sang a lively drum book, who wrestled with who always lost, who stole whose cabbage, who flirted with female classmates in junior high school, and so on. I also chimed in, saying that Kobayashi and I were fishing for snakehead in the gap of the gully in the spring, and laying nets to catch carp under the Guangou sluice in the summer in the rain. At that time, there were so many fish and shrimp. The water in the paddy field was dry, and it was a bucket in the depression. The river was so clear that you could see fish and shrimp roaming. It suddenly occurred to me that there are three trees, an oak tree, an old jujube tree and a grape tree in my aunt's house. Oak oak trees grow on the north side of the gully, with thick trunks and magpie nests hidden in the crown. Every day, we chirp nonstop, but we shoot with slingshots, but because people are too small and weak, we can't shoot at all. At that time, magpies were not afraid of people, and even didn't bother to look at us. They stood on the branches and still sang. Old jujube trees were born in the back of my aunt's house, with lush foliage and bent trunks. Many small jujube trees were born on the ground. Every autumn, the old trees were fruitful, and the bamboo poles could not reach and shake, so we threw bricks and tiles to beat dates. Sometimes the jujube missed, but a bag fell on his forehead, but no one shouted pain; On the vine. At the mouth of the gully dam, along the side of the gully, the vine was dragged into a strand and hung on several old willows standing by the water. Sometimes the grapes are not red at the end of the summer vacation, but I have to go back to school from my aunt's house, so I pick a few strings of green grapes and bring them back in my schoolbag. I dozed off in class, pulled out one and threw it into my mouth. The acid was in my mouth and the beauty was in my heart, which won the envy of my classmates!
"When I came, I looked at the roadside. Did these trees seem to be gone?" I asked.
Xiao Lin replied, "It's long gone."
It turns out that in recent years, people have gone out to work and do business, and the village has become a "hollow-village", with only a few elderly people living alone in the empty nest. Later, people who went out earned money to build houses in their hometowns. Because they were cramped in the house, they chose another place outside the house. As the "empty nest" old people passed away one by one, the living ones moved to new homes outside the village, and the old people lost their popularity, and their houses fell into disrepair and gradually collapsed. The head of the oak tree is a widowed "five guarantees". After his death, the tree lost its owner and was cut down for money. Jujube trees were planted in the open space after no one lived in them, and they were cut down for fear of shading them. The vine was drowned after all the willows were eaten down, and the vines lay in the ditch.
the fate of several trees was unexpected, and my heart felt as bad as a hollowing out. While they were not paying attention, they got up and went to the dam mouth of Yingzi at the back of the building alone. The gully dam has collapsed into a ridge of earth, muddy and barely pedestrian; The gully is heavily silted, the water in the gully is only ankle deep, and a thick layer of brown leaves appears at the bottom of the gully-that's where I learned to swim! The small island in the middle of the water in the east corner of Xugou is full of bamboo in memory and airtight, which is a "paradise" for birds; There is still bamboo on it now, but it is yellow and weak, sparse and lonely. I walked into the cave with my feet underfoot, and my eyes were full of ruins, broken and declining. Wheat was planted in a slightly flat place, and the wheat seedlings were sparse and overgrown with weeds. It can be seen that the owner is "a jujube without a jujube" and the management is extensive, leaving it to fend for itself. In fact, not only in the fields, but also in the serious fields. Now, don't you manage the planting of crops? !
dinner is ready. After all, my uncle couldn't resist the pain, so he went into the house and lay down, and didn't come to the table. A table of delicious food can't recall the memory of childhood taste buds. During the dinner, my parents and eldest brother lobbied Xiao Lin and advised my aunt that the old couple were nearly ninety years old. Once there was a serious illness and minor disaster, who would take care of it? Let's live outside with the children. My aunt sighed and mumbled, "It's really no good to refuse to accept the old age. It seems that this is the only way."
I listened and silently thought: My uncle and aunt have gone with Xiao Lin, where can I find such a spiritual harbor? My hometown belongs to me, so I really can't go back.