But in the eyes of a few children who are used to seeing famous mountains and rivers, this place is too ordinary and too desolate.
"But it's interesting, isn't it? This is the place where my mother lived when she was a child! One of our hometowns!" Cui Wei was still very excited.
This time it resonated with the children.
The three little ones were holding hands, Jinwen was holding Shenxing's hand, Yunfei and Cuiwei were one behind the other, looking at them like a kindergarten teacher taking care of children.
Several adults were walking around, watching the children chattering and discussing.
Because it’s the place where my mother lived, it’s interesting everywhere you look.
It was like a spring outing, everyone was so happy that they arrived at the place before they knew it.
Kaoshantun is right in front of you.
Looking at the small village winding in the ravine, Hua Zhao felt even more emotional for a moment.
Putting aside the unhappy Huashan family, she lived in this small mountain village for a few months and was quite happy.
very happy.
Although this place is not famous for its mountains and rivers, it is still beautiful, especially when the smoke rises, it smells like a human being.
It was already afternoon, and someone was walking home carrying the head.
Land is contracted and the property is distributed to each household, so there is no need to look for work anymore....
Everyone can finish work whenever they want.
Hua Zhao and his party appeared on the only path at the entrance of the village, immediately attracting the attention of everyone who saw them.
An old lady turned back three times at a time, looking at Hua Zhao and Hua Qiang.
Hua Zhao also looked at the old lady carefully, and immediately shouted: "Aunt Ma! You..." How did you become like this?
When she left, Aunt Ma was still a very smiling and helpful woman in her 40s.
How come she has become an old lady in only 12 years?
Although she can be called an old lady now when she is over 50, Aunt Ma is aging too fast and she looks like someone of the same age as the Hua Qiang next to her.
Although, Hua Qiang is also particularly young, looking about 60 years old.
"Aunt Ma, are you okay?" Hua Zhao put away the surprise on his face and asked in surprise.
Aunt Ma heard her voice and finally confirmed that it was Hua Zhao, and was immediately more surprised than she was.
"Oh my, it's Xiao Hua who's back? I don't even dare to admit it! You're even prettier than before! How come you haven't aged at all after all these years? You still look like a little girl?"
Aunt Ma came over and wanted to hold Hua Zhao's hand and chat. This was her habitual action. She did this to people she liked. She used to hold Hua Zhao's hand and talk.
But as soon as his hand moved, he was pressed down.
Looking at Hua Zhao in front of her, she rubbed her hands on her clothes and couldn't stretch them out.
I just came back from the fields with mud in my hands.
Hua Zhao stretched out his hand and took her hand as before, but there were rough calluses on his hand that pricked his hand.
Ten years ago, Aunt Ma's hands were not like this. Although they were not tender and tender, they were not full of cracks.
When her hand was held, the smile on Aunt Ma's face suddenly became softer, and her whole person was no longer so reserved.
Hua Zhao seems to be still the same Hua Zhao.
"Auntie, no one informed me when I returned to the village, and my family will definitely not be able to survive. Can I have dinner at your house tonight?" Hua Zhao said with a smile.
Aunt Ma has always been generous, so she dared to mention it.
But this time Aunt Ma hesitated for a moment before saying: "Okay, come on, just don't dislike Auntie's family for not having a good meal."
After saying this, she realized what she was doing and looked at the child next to Hua Zhao.
All of them are energetic and beautiful, even better than the ones painted that year, and if you look closely, they all look a bit like Hua Zhao.
You can't, it's all Hua Zhao's, right?
This is too much!
So she didn't dare to define it, but asked hesitantly: "What are these?"