Accompanied by Tian Lu, Tian Yuan went to the Tian family's ancestral house. The wooden ancestral house had not been inhabited for a long time and had become a bit depressed. The yard where she played when she was a child was covered with weeds up to her waist.
In the vegetable garden next to the house, there is a pond dug by Tian Biao when she was still very young. This pond can be said to be unique to Tian Yuan.
Not to mention how naughty I was when I was a child, the environment of the village was not damaged, and the river in front of my ancestral home was so clear that you could drink directly from it.
When the water in the river is clear, there are many fish in the river. The most interesting game for rural children is to catch fish.
When the little fish have just hatched, you can even take a plastic basin for washing and push it into the shallow water. The little fry in the basin will still be transparent!
Tian Yuan always kept these fry in glass jars at home after catching them. However, without air, the fish could not survive for two or three days and then died.
When Tian Biao saw it, he laughed at Tian Yuan for killing animals. Later, Tian Biao dug out a pond in the vegetable garden next to his ancestral home. The water in the pond was pure natural mountain spring and he drank it from his own house.
It was brought in through the ditch. Later, Tian Yuan caught the fish and put them in it.
What’s funny is that no matter how many fish Tian Yuan puts in, she can never see any fish again. To this day, Tian Yuan doesn’t know why, that is, after she caught a large basket of loaches that even ducks dislike.
, when you put it in again, you can occasionally see one or two loaches in the pond.
After many years, the pond still stays there quietly. However, the water in the pond has become dirty because it has not been taken care of for many years. The small ditch that leads down from the mountain to the house for drinking water is now too dirty to be seen.
The two sisters were silently recalling the scene of Tian Biao in this house. They were back to back, silent and crying silently.
It was getting dark, and Tian Yuan followed the roof of the house to see the hill behind her ancestral house. There, the peach and pear trees that she had had since she was a child were already in bloom.
One tree is pink, the other is white.
Tian Yuan suddenly remembered that when she was a child, the village was poor and no one had money to buy snacks. Everyone's fruit trees would be missed by the children in the village.
Even though this fruit tree grew on the hill behind her house, Tian Yuan rarely ate the fruit.
When the fruit is ripe, it is always picked up and eaten by someone's child next door without noticing.
One time, Tian Biao finally picked a pear that was only as big as his fist, and handed it to Tian Yuan as if it were a treasure, so that the three Tian Yuan siblings could eat it while their step-grandmother and Zhang Jiaduan were away.
In fact, the huanghuali, which is only as big as a fist, is not sweet at all, and is even a bit astringent. But the three siblings didn't know how happy they were when they hid in the room. After eating, they would go to Tian Biao to have a good meal.
, said he wanted to eat more, and asked Tian Biao to watch and not let anyone pick it again.
"The peach and pear trees in the back mountain are blooming again. In recent years, the trees in the back mountain have been neglected and not fertilized. The fruits they grow are so astringent that even the children in the village are too lazy to pick them."
Tian Lu didn't know when she stood next to Tian Yuan, followed Tian Yuan's line of sight and looked towards the back mountain, and said, "It happens to be spring. We also picked two pear trees next to Dad's grave. This
Let’s go back and let dad keep a close eye on us. When the pears are ripe, let’s see who can keep them better than our dad.”
"You have a good idea. Dad is so tired. He has been guarding you all day long. You don't know how to feel sorry for Dad." The corners of Tian Yuan's lips rose slightly, and the memory was brought back to her childhood. She smiled and fell into the memories.
, the voice was very soft, very soft, "Mom said, Dad got up in the middle of the night to see if someone had touched the two fruit trees in the back of our house and snatched food from us. So, that year,
The three of us can't get enough of pears and peaches."
These were all things that happened before Tian Yuan was ten years old. Her memories are so far away that it feels like a lifetime ago.
Today, things have changed and so have people.
The peach and pear trees in the back mountain have grown older and taller, the ancestral house is dilapidated, and the grass in the yard has grown. Their father will no longer proudly come down from the back mountain with his hands behind his back and tell the two sisters that this year