Xichuan Province, located in the southwest of China, has been a happy land with outstanding people since ancient times. One of the top leaders of Huaxia is from Xichuan.
Xichuan people are simple and hardworking, especially with the start of the strategy of western development in recent years, the economy of Xichuan has entered the fast lane, and people's living standards have been greatly improved.
Ning fan and ye Xiaoqing's plane landed in Chengdu, the capital of Xichuan Province, and then hired a car to drive directly to their hometown, a small mountain village 300 kilometers west of Chengdu.
This village is called Yongxing Village, which seems to be the ancestor of the original village. I hope this village will be prosperous forever.
However, this wish has not really come true. There has never been any celebrity in Yongxing village. From ancient times to the present, generations of villagers have rarely walked out of this small mountain village.
However, Ning fan is obviously an outlier in this village. He walked out of Yongxing Village, and also walked out of a broad road.
The car stopped on the tractor road at the entrance of the village. This tractor road is an important channel connecting the village and the township. Usually, only trains run, and occasionally, village cadres come down for inspection, and cars drive in.
As soon as Ning fan and Xiao Qing's taxi stopped, they were surrounded by a group of children and looked at this unusual car curiously and expectantly.
Not far away, the women in aprons in twos and threes also stop and watch curiously, whispering and whispering.
Ning fan and ye Xiaoqing opened the car door and came out. Suddenly, it was quiet. Some people couldn't help praising them: "Yo, what a handsome young man, what a beautiful girl. What are they doing in our backwater? "
Around the children also involuntarily back a few steps, showing a little bit of fear.
Ning fan and Xiao Qing look at each other and look down at themselves. There's no change. Why don't they know each other?
But they don't know how much they have changed in the mountain village. Their temperament and dress are completely different.
At the beginning, Ning fan was a little too simple. Now, although he didn't dress up deliberately, the simple collocation of his whole body shows the momentum gradually possessed by the superior.
On the other hand, Xiaoqing has not changed her pure beauty, but also added a fashion, which is not found in the small mountain village, or never touched.
Therefore, it makes others feel a little familiar but dare not recognize it.
Rather than looking as like as two peas, he looked at a shy smile, which was just like his old one, and suddenly diluted the fierce momentum on him.
"Ah, it's Ning fan." At that moment, there was a shout in the crowd, like a frying pan. All the people gathered around like a tide, "eh, isn't this Xiaoqing? Oh, I can't recognize it. How can I become so beautiful all of a sudden? "
"Xiaoqing is beautiful." There was a rebuttal.
"Yes, yes, widow Wang is lucky to have such a handsome girl. Eh, Ning fan, how can you be so handsome, like people on TV? "
A group of people haw how how how, you a look I a language to express their views.
Ning fan laughs happily. He hears the local accent and looks at these familiar faces who have been together since childhood. A warm current flows through his heart, and all his fatigue and hard work are relieved immediately.
In this moment, all the previous intrigues disappeared, and the pictures from small to large flashed in his mind. The pictures were so kind and warm that his heart was as warm as the sunshine.
"Aunts, I haven't seen you for half a year. You are getting younger and younger." Ning Fan said with a smile.
"Oh, Ning fan, as expected, has been into the city. He is no longer a wild boy before. He has become so talkative."
"Ha ha, I'm telling the truth." Ning Fan said solemnly, at that time, it made this group of women laugh.
Ning fan took out two big boxes of luggage from the trunk of the car. In addition, there was a big bag of snacks and sweets. Xiaoqing immediately took them over, took out a large handful, and said, "come here to eat sweets quickly."
Then he bumped a bunch of sweets and snacks into a little girl's pocket. When other children saw it, they yelled: "sister Xiaoqing, I want to eat sweets, too."
"Ha ha, all have, don't worry." Xiaoqing quickly opened his pocket and said, "it's all here. You can catch it yourself."
Looking at these innocent and contented children, Ning fan also smiles. Childhood is the most memorable day. Although he knows that he is the young master of the Tang Ning family, he does not regret living in this small mountain village for 20 years.
He felt that he used to go up the mountain and down the river every day to catch fish and birds, which was more fulfilling and meaningful than the young master of his family.
Looking at the child's hearty smile, Ning fan waved his hand and said, "well, sister Xiaoqing gives you everything. You can divide it by yourself."
"Oh, good!" A group of children rushed to the village with the big bag Xiao Qing gave them every day.
"Ning fan, how is the city? What's the difference between them and us? " The onlookers asked again.
Ning Fan said: "people in the city are no different from us. They all have one nose and two eyes. Auntie, I'll go home to see my mother first, and I'll talk later. "
"Well, what a filial child. When you leave, your mother often sits alone at the entrance of the village and looks at the distance. She also misses you very much. "
Ning fan smell speech, in the heart move, surging up a warm current, and a little light sour. He has been living with his mother for 20 years, which is the longest time since he left her.
Although she always told him not to contact the family when he was free, Ning fan did not contact much, but when he heard her mother's action, he could clearly feel her deep attachment.
He can't wait to see his mother right away. He takes her by the hand and says what he has seen and heard for more than half a year. He also wants to make the most delicious food for her.
At the door, Ning fan stood at a distance, a simple brick house, in front of which is a small yard surrounded by fences, in which simple flowers and plants are planted, but now it is cold winter, and many flowers and plants have withered.
Ning fan did not find her mother's figure, see the door open, she must be at home, so, in the heart of a heat, a hand carrying a suitcase, toward the door of the house, but also while shouting: "Mom, I'm back."
The sound filled every corner of this simple courtyard.