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His days in the Wen Family Village were simple and happy.

On the first day, Wen Zhizhi and Meng Qingyang rested at home for the whole day.

The next day, Meng Qingyang changed into Father Wen's clothes and became a "mountain farmer". He followed his father around the mountain, leaving Mother Wen and Wen Zhizhi at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

As for Wen's mother, she was at home chatting with her daughter about family matters and about the events that had occurred in the village in the past few years. Especially interesting stories from childhood friends of Wen Zhizhi's generation.

When Father Wen and Meng Qingyang returned from the fields, they brought fresh melon fruits with them. Mother Wen and Wen Zhizhi then began to prepare the dishes.

After dinner that night, the whole family would go to the village to chat at the river farm.

The villagers all knew from Wen's mother that this was Wen Zhizhi bringing her future son-in-law to the village.

As long as the family of four appeared, the chitchat at night would definitely revolve around Wen Zhizhi and Meng Qingyang.

There were also some naughty kids who kept circling around Meng Qingyang, saying that they wanted to go to his car to play.

The life in the mountains truly felt like it was a paradise. It made people forget their worries and worries.

However, there was one thing that was not good.

The signal was so bad that even a phone call had to go up the highest hill.

Therefore, Wen Zhizhi stayed in Wen Family Village for five days, and it was already five days since she last watched a video with Wen Ziyu.

From the sound of her voice, she had no idea if her daughter had lost weight or not.

I don't know if my daughter knows my mother or not.

The joy of returning home was gradually replaced by the longing for her daughter.

Besides, in the mountains, Meng Qingyang's secretary couldn't even find the owner. Every time he finally picked up the phone, the first line of his secretary would be, "Boss, you finally answered the phone!"

So on the evening of the sixth day, Wen Zhizhi and Meng Qingyang said goodbye to Wen's father and Wen's mother.

The Wen family's parents also knew that it wasn't convenient to communicate in the mountains, which made things difficult for these two youngsters.

"Mom, I can't bear to part with you and dad." In the morning, Wenzhi had stuck to her mother.

It made Mother Wen feel both funny and sad.

"Aiyo, child, how old are you to still stick to your mother?"

Wen Zhizhi unwillingly replied to her mother, "No matter how old I am, even if I'm sixty, I'll still be your child!"

"Yes, yes, yes. Girl, in the outside world, you have become more and more eloquent in the past few years." Mother Wen said that she couldn't win against Wen Zhizhi, so she tried to comfort her. "But now that Little Meng has a car, if you want Father and me, then you and Little Meng can take a leave of absence and come back."

Mother Wen prepared the characteristic meat, fish, and wild vegetables in the mountains for Meng Qingyang and comforted Wen Zhizhi.

Wen Zhizhi looked at her mother. Her hair had already grown white. Her father, who was smoking a cigarette in the yard, had also grown more and more white. She could not help but feel like crying.

"Mom!"

After calling her mother, Wen Zhizhi buried her head in her mother's shoulder.

Mother Wen felt her shoulder getting more and more moist. She also couldn't bear to part with her daughter and son-in-law.

However, Wen Zhizhi's shout reminded Wen's mother of one thing. Papa Wen had specifically told her last night before he went to bed.

"Zizhi, don't cry, come with mom."

Mother Wen stood on tiptoe and patted Wen Zhizhi on the shoulder, wiping away her tears.

He took his beautiful daughter to the bedroom.

Wen Zhizhi was pressed down by her mother and sat on a bamboo chair. Mother Wen herself was rummaging through the closet.

"Zhizhi, you rarely come back. Your father and I thought about it. There are still a lot of places where you need your ID when you go outside. Little Meng is also not a bad child. If you like him, then you should have made a decision earlier. "

Halfway through her sentence, Mother Wen also wiped her eyes.

"This account book, your dad and I won't be able to use it. Besides, we have our ID. You take it. "

As he spoke, he handed the dark red account book to Wen Zhizhi.

Wen Zhizhi didn't quite react to her mother's words. So, Mom gave me the initiative to get married? Did Meng Qingyang and I gain the approval of mother and father?

Wen Zhizhi felt as if she was in a dream, and the melancholy of parting had been reduced by quite a bit.

Mother Wen looked at her daughter's blank expression, held her daughter's hand, and stuffed her account book into her bag. She then patted her head sympathetically, "Silly child, your father and I have always done this for your own good. Outside, do not cause trouble, and do not be afraid of others. Your father and I have always supported you! "

Mother Wen didn't read any books, but at this moment, no one knew what they were talking about.

Yes, to the dazed Wen Zhizhi, being able to speak such words from her parents was indeed a very emotional thing to do.

Wen Zhizhi immediately hugged her mother and said to her, "Mom, I love you! I love you and Dad. "

The reserved Wen Zhizhi also said what she wanted to say.

Under the heavens, there was no parent who did not feel sorry for their children.

Strict and reserved are only the protective colors of their love.

Wen Zhizhi regretted knowing it too late. The contradiction between her graduation ideals and her parents' expectations, her father's strict control over the cost of living in university, the Little Book that her mother threw away in high school …

The knot in her heart with her parents was finally fully resolved at this moment.

But she had to leave. Outside, the sound of a car could be heard. It was the sound of someone urging them to leave.

Time was up. If he didn't leave, he would drive in the mountains at night. This was a very dangerous action.

Wen Zhizhi had to reluctantly leave her mother's embrace, like a small beast in the warmth of greed, took a few deep breaths in her mother's armpit, and then carried her bag down the stairs.

In the yard, Papa Wen was still smoking.

Wen Zhizhi walked over to his side, looked at his white hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Dad, I'm leaving." Take care of yourself and your mother. "Don't be so reluctant to part with the money. Qing Yang and I have left some for your family under the pillow."

Father Wen was still smoking, listening to Wenzhi's words. He looked at Wenzhi through the smoke rifle, and the look in his eyes was direct and complicated. He didn't wait for Wenzhi to study him carefully, he moved his eyes away.

Father Wen waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

With that, he lowered his head and continued smoking, as if he didn't care about Wen Zhizhi's answer at all.

"Dad, I'm leaving," she said.

He took his bag with him and left the home that he had lived in since childhood, along with the specialties that his mother Wen had specially prepared for him.

The mountain village was changing, but its connection with the outside world was still very little.

But Wendy knew that her parents' love for her would never change.

The thread that her parents were holding was connected to her heart.

Remind her always not to forget the way home, not to forget to visit often.

The forest birds in the mountains were chirping, as if singing a farewell song. Wen Zhizhi kept looking back from the car and realized that there were two figures at the entrance of the village. Even though they were so far away, she was sure that they were her parents.