The adults were drinking wine and talking, but Ye Tian's mind was not here for a long time. While they were discussing things like shares, he quietly made a pass at Yu Qingya who was behind Yu Haoran.
Sneaked out of the yard.
"Ye Tian, are you really a little magic stick?"
Originally, Yu Qingya and Ye Tian had a very good relationship, but they gradually drifted apart as they grew older. However, they were leaving here tomorrow, and Yu Qingya followed Ye Tian out for some reason.
After hearing what Yu Qingya said, Ye Tian curled his lips and said dissatisfied: "What little magic stick? Master said that it is Chinese traditional culture and natural science..."
"Who are you lying to?"
Yu Qingya wrinkled her delicate little nose, and her expression suddenly dropped, "Ye Tian, I'm leaving tomorrow, will you remember me?"
Girls have always been more delicate in their thoughts. Yu Qingya knew that Ye Tian often teased her, in fact, to attract her attention. Now that she was leaving Ye Tian, she felt an indescribable reluctance in her heart.
"Of course I will remember you, hehe, sister Qingya, I also know what color pants you are wearing today..."
Ye Tian chuckled, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yu Qingya's little hand. The two children started playing in the field, as if they were five or six years old again.
After playing around for a while, the two of them sat on the field ridge. Ye Tian took out several 10-yuan bills from his bag and said, "Sister Qingya, I originally wanted to make you a dress, but you leave tomorrow.
Now, take this money and do it yourself later..."
Yu Qingya shook her head and said: "No...I don't want your money..."
"Just take it if I give it to you, otherwise I won't remember you in the future..."
Ye Tian just stuffed the money into Yu Qingya's pocket, stood up and said, "Sister Qingya, I will be admitted to Huaqing University in the future, maybe we can still be classmates..."
Although Ye Tian had no intuitive understanding of Huaqing University, when he learned that his father was from this school, he had a belief in his heart that he would also attend this university in the future.
"Tsinghua?" Yu Qingya said nothing, but silently remembered the name in her heart.
"Ye Tian, Qingya, where are you?" Yu Haoran's voice came from afar.
"Ye Tian, you must keep your word. Goodbye Huaqing!"
Yu Qingya clutched the money in her pocket tightly and ran away with a smile. Her small body was like an elf, dancing in the field full of fireflies. This scene was deeply imprinted in Ye Tian's heart.
"Is my future in this mountain?"
Looking at the majestic undulating mountains in the distance, Ye Tian, who was only 10 years old, sat on a field ridge without moving for a long time, thinking about life for the first time.
After returning home, Yu Haoran, his daughter, Liao Haode and others had already left. The old man's snoring could be heard in the east wing. However, Ye Tian did not sleep well that night, and the elegant thoughts always flashed in his mind.
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His childhood playmate left, but life... still has to go on. Children have great forgetfulness. After more than a month passed, Ye Tian, who spent all day in the river catching fish and shrimps, and going up the mountain to dig out bird eggs and lay traps, was almost gone.
Forgot about this.
The Taoist temple on the mountain that was damaged by lightning was also repaired and looked brand new.
With more than 4,000 yuan advanced by Boss Miao and some money given by Liao Haode to Ye Tian, the Taoist temple, which originally had only one main hall and two wing rooms, was expanded into four wing rooms.
According to Mr. Miao, he would come and stay for a few days when he had time to soak up some of the immortal spirit of the old god.
From the Taoist temple to the foot of the mountain, Mr. Miao also asked people to build a bluestone road.
Walking up the mountain road paved with bluestones, the mountain streams flow continuously from top to bottom. The mountain wind makes a rustling sound through the bamboo forest. The sound of wind and running water mix together, like the sound of nature.
When Liao Haode returned to the United States, he invited Ye Dongping to come to the Taoist temple with him. He was full of praise for the beautiful scenery here and said that when he got older, he would come here to retire.
I don’t know what Liao Haode and Lao Tao talked about. After he left, Lao Tao strictly controlled Ye Tian and taught Ye Tian a lot of knowledge about antique appreciation. He didn’t put him down until the beginning of school.
Up the mountain.
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Ye Tian, who was sweating profusely and his clothes were as dirty as a mud monkey, opened the courtyard door, threw a pheasant he caught on the way down to the well, and shouted loudly into the house: "Dad, I shot a pheasant."
Pheasant, you will stew it tonight..."
"The meal is ready, you know how to deliver this pheasant to the old man..." Ye Dongping's voice came from the room.
"Master doesn't eat less of this stuff. Hey, the water in this well is so cool and soothing..."
Ye Tian did not take off his clothes. After drawing water from the well, he rushed it directly to his head, shouting that it was refreshing. He took the towel on the shelf beside the well and wiped it casually, regardless of the water dripping down his body.
Get up and walk into the house.
"Huh? Dad, what are you doing?"
Pushing open the door of the main room, Ye Tian was stunned because all the bottles and cans he usually saw were gone, and in the corner of the room, there were two more boxes.
"Xiaotian, we are moving..."
Ye Dongping's words made Ye Tian a little dumbfounded, "Moving? Where to move? Isn't this the only home we have?"
"This is actually not our home..."
"Dad, you mean our family is in Beijing, right? Are we going back to Beijing?"
After hearing what Ye Dongping said, Ye Tian became excited. He grew up singing the song "I love Tiananmen in Beijing, the sun rises on Tiananmen". Children of his age are full of yearning for Beijing.
"Beijing?"
When Ye Dongping heard this word from his son's mouth, he was stunned. After a while, he said: "We are not going back to Beijing. Maybe... you can go back in the future..."
Thinking that because of his marriage, he had no contact with his two older sisters and his younger sister, and that he could not even go home for the funeral when his old father passed away, Ye Dongping felt a bitterness in his heart. How could he have the dignity to return to Beijing?
What's more, there is another person in Beijing who he doesn't want to face. Although he meets her every time in his dreams, Ye Dongping will never forget the humiliation he suffered because of Ye Tian's mother.
Ye Tian saw his father's face showing pain and clenched his fists tightly. He quickly pushed Ye Dongping and said, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Can't we just go back to Beijing?"
"Dad is fine. Maybe there are some things that dad did wrong..."
Ye Dongping was a little frustrated and shook his head. Looking back at the past, he felt that he had been too impulsive in doing things before, and perhaps there were many misunderstandings that had not been resolved.
"Dad, where are we going?"
Ye Tian was too sensible and didn't ask any further, but if he didn't go to Beijing, he didn't know where he would have a home?
Ye Dongping glanced at his son and replied: "If you go to the county town, you don't have to go to the sixth grade, you can go directly to the first grade of junior high school..."
"Dad, what are you doing in the county town?"
Ye Tian suddenly thought of this problem. Although they have no land in the village, they help others during the busy farming season every year, and the food they get is enough for the two of them. But... what will they eat in the future when they go to the county town?
