Chapter 380

Xujia Town, Zhejiang Province.

Xujia town was developed from the clan gathering place. It was pushed forward for one or two hundred years. The surname of Xu may be the same ancestor. After several changes, the size of the town has expanded, but the surname Xu still accounts for the majority.

Xujia town is not a big town, let alone rich. It is located in the hills, with green hills on its back, and continuous fields outside the town. Because it's a little far from the national highway, it missed the development of the car. Several towns next door were poorer than Xujia town before. In the past ten years, there were numerous factories and countless immigrants, including supermarkets, shops, Internet cafes and KTV.

Even if the local people rent their houses, they can live a rich life. A distance of more than ten kilometers means a different life.

Fate!

Half of the people in Xujia town are still farming. But here, there are many people who have been out there, some of them have made a fortune in other places, they will not come back, some have returned to their hometown in good clothes, and have built large villas in the town.

Xu Lan's family, in those years can be scenery, moved to the Shanghai stock market, Hukou also follow the past, rooted in the Shanghai market. Except for the older generation, today's young people don't remember Qin Ma's family.

Every Spring Festival, mother Qin will come back to pay New Year's greetings to some uncles. In recent years, there are fewer and fewer elderly people.

This year, when we return to Xujia Town, the atmosphere is totally different. The older generation's gentleness is not mentioned. Some younger people who have not met several times also gather together, either from the town or from the nearby villages.

This year, there is a legend in Xujia town.

Those who have something to do with Xu LAN will say: "know Qin Baobao?"

"Yes!"

"Do you know Qin Ze?"

"Yes!"

"That's my aunt's, my relative."

...

"it is the daughter and son of my second uncle's daughter."

...

"the daughter and son of my aunt's daughter."

...

Beier has face. No matter whether it is Qin Baobao, a famous celebrity in the front line, or Qin Ze, the fastest shooter and stock god in the music world, there are almost no young people who don't know them.

The gifts that Qin Ma and Lao Zi bought from the supermarket in the town were sent to each other. They were not in a hurry. They stayed and chatted with the old people, and then sent red envelopes to the younger generation. The gifts were not heavy, but the red envelopes were full of weight.

In fact, it is the money of Qin Ma and the old man. Qin Baobao and Qin Ze often come back to pay New Year's greetings when they were children, but they hardly came to visit them when they were adults.

In the past years, it doesn't matter. This year, there are old people groaning and complaining that they all come back to have a look. Although they have settled in other places, this is the root.

In fact, xujiazhen is Qin Magen, which has little to do with Qin Baobao and Qin Ze. But Qin Ma says with a smile that things are busy this year and I can't spare time.

Dinner was left at mother Qin's second uncle's house. An old man of more than 90 lived alone. His son moved to the city and would only come back to see him on new years and festivals. This year, the old man's son went to his daughter-in-law's house for the Spring Festival, leaving him alone.

Knocking on the door of the Loess house, the old man stood trembling in the threshold, with an old face in the ravines, his eyes still clear, and his voice trembling: "Xiaolan?"

It's not because of crying with joy or emotional excitement, it's just old age, the sound line is shaking.

"Uncle, I'm back to see you." Qin Ma helped him into the room.

"Count the time. It's time for you to come." The old man slowly walked to the table and sat down. "You will come to see me."

"Because my uncle used to pick fruit for me when I was a child." Qin Ma said with a smile.

At noon, Qin's mother was cooking. The old man and the old man were sitting and chatting at the threshold. The so-called chat is the old man's unilateral chatter. The old man can understand Mandarin, but he can't speak it. The old man didn't understand the dialect.

The meal is relatively light. It is spread out on the black table, two vegetables, one meat and one soup.

After eating, the old man asked vaguely, "why don't you two kids come?"

"Busy with work." Qin Ma said.

"My son's name is aze?" The old man laughed, and his face was full of wrinkles. "Xu Guang is very small and handsome. Your son is more like the grandson of the old cattle family."

The old man ate in silence, unable to understand.

Qin Ma slightly frowned, vaguely perfunctory "um".

in the afternoon, they left Xu Jia town along the broad road and walked out of 100 meters into a rugged mountain road, with black fields on both sides and a small white Town God's Temple in the distance.

goes through Town God's Temple and walks for ten minutes, which is the cemetery of Xu Jia Zhen.

The cemetery is surrounded by a tea forest, waist high tea trees, stretching to the end of the line of sight, in the distance, is the undulating mountains. The real ten mile tea forest is a rare green in winter.

The sun is warm and the air is cold.

Qin Ma stood in front of a tombstone for a long time.

The old man lights candles, burns incense, burns paper money.

In the tomb lies a woman of the same age as Qin's mother, her childhood sister and best playmate.There are memories of Qin's mother's childhood in Xujia Town, and her close friends who are in love with her sisters are also buried.

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, two girls running barefoot in the black ridge, one lying in the cemetery, the other in middle age.

In my memory, the bright sunshine, the blue sky, the mottled halo under the tree shadow, and the clear and clear cry of birds are as clear as yesterday.

Qin Ma, holding incense, was talking to herself in front of the tomb. Her mouth was moving, but she could not hear her voice.

She said for a long time, as if the opposite is not a tomb, but her living friend: Xu Ru.

The old man was watching. Every year when he went back to Xujia Town, it was necessary to go to the grave. He was used to it.

Finally, Qin Ma finished, the old man set off a string of firecrackers, a bucket of fireworks, two people left.

On the way back from the original road, Qin Ma met a man in a suit and leather shoes, holding a bunch of yellow and white flowers that did not match Xujia town.

He was standing on the side of the road with a complicated look.

Qin Ma steps slightly, then strides forward calmly and passes by without expression.

It's like a stranger.

She and the old man gradually away, the man turned around, staring at their far away back.

Blue sky, tea forest, picturesque scenery.

Standing in the picture, Xu Yao lost his mind for a long time.

...

when she left Su Yu's grandmother's house in the afternoon, she didn't want to invite her mother to come and sit down, nor did she want to go out to dinner alone in the evening.

She took Qin Ze's arm, drove and left.

Up to now, the lonely boat in my heart finally has a harbor for berthing.

Su Yu can calmly give up some other people's essential feelings, give up that tangled sad past.

Qin Ze drank wine and reclined in the co pilot's seat.

Su Yu concentrate on driving, the car speeding on the viaduct, she smiles, Jiao Di Di: "husband, hungry."

"I just finished." Qin Ze wondered.

"But still hungry." Su Yu blinked.

She has been a young woman's age, now really become a young woman, with a smile, there is no past coquettish.

"Got it," Qin Ze nodded. "It's because I don't think about it well. I don't care about my wife."

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end." Su said.

At the end of the day, they were playing in Su Yu's nest.

Qin Ze left with the help of the wall.

"System, you said I would be Teddy, you big liar." Qin Ze was in tears.

Those who cheat me are all those who cheat me ~

their eyes are red and their hearts are broken ~

"you have not been cheated. Your fighting ability has exceeded 80% of the men. If you practice hard for a year and a half, you can challenge Teddy, the big man of the day." "After all, you practice the second set of broadcast gymnastics for primary school students - the time is calling, only two months."

Qin Ze: "he found a phenomenon: when the body is hollowed out, people's reaction will become sluggish, and the brain will be very tired. When looking at a mobile phone, the screen is full of flowers.

The old man and Qin's mother don't come back tonight. They usually go to Zhejiang Province and stay for two or three days. Relatives on this side of the Shanghai stock market are all gone. Qin Ze doesn't have any mentor and best friend to call on the new year. So he drives back to his sister's luxurious mansion.

Qin Baobao and Wang Zijin are already at home. The elder sister is wearing home clothes, opening champagne, eating snacks and watching health programs.

Sister Zijin is mopping the floor.

Seeing Qin Ze come back, Prince Jin immediately tears, sad countercurrent into a river.

The nanny is on holiday these days, and then the house has not been cleaned for several years.

Didn't say, the elder sister certainly takes advantage of Qin Ze not to, vigorously bullies the Son Jin elder sister.

Wang Zijin this person, is too proud, admit gambling and admit defeat, change into Qin Baobao, will act coquettishly for a while, drag the baby brother back, and then give the work to the able younger brother.

When washing mops, Prince Jin stretched out his waist and legs, with a bitter face: "ouch, ma'ai, my mother's waist is broken."

"Same feeling." Qin Ze had a deep understanding.

"Well?"

"I... I mean I do housework every day, and I do the same."

"Then you work hard, sister knead your waist at night." Wang Zijin said with a smile.

In fact, he wants Qin Ze to massage himself, but he is thin skinned. To put it another way.

After doing housework, but also to help sisters cook, Qin Ze heart old imbalance, only pay no return, bad heart.

Not easy to finish the meal, wait for elder sister to fall asleep, he slipped to the room of elder sister Zijin.

Prince Jin lies on the bed, patted the position of the side: "elder sister waist breaks, fast, knead."

"You didn't rub it for me?"

"Massage is mutual. Help me first."

"It feels like... You've done it."A rub is half an hour, Prince Jin comfortable squint.

"It's your turn."

"But I'm so comfortable that I just want to sleep."

"..."

"otherwise, I'll reward you for sleeping with me tonight."

"Really?"

"Well." Prince Jin Xia Fei's cheek, the voice of the weak mosquito chant: "you can rub a rub."

Qin Ze didn't know whether to hear or not. He got into the bed and put his arm around Prince Jin's waist and buried his face in her hair.

The prince didn't dare to move, and he was afraid of moving his hands again.

Think about where your bottom line is. Well, you can't take off your clothes. You can't pick up forbidden areas. Yes, this is the bottom line.

Then she heard a snore.

Snoring?

Wang Zijin side head a look, the little red guy has been sweet into the dream.

Wang Zijin: "ah Xi, this salted fish.

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