"You have just stewed the sauced pork, eat more of it!"
“After waiting for so long, it’s already dark, are you already hungry?
Don’t just look at us two, eat the food, eat the food!”
An oil lamp squatted in the middle of the square table.
The oily pig head meat was divided into two plates, the fat chicken stewed in the soup basin was placed in the middle, and the steamed buns exuding burnt aroma were placed in the corner. Several kinds of food crowded the small dining table.
Zhang's father and Zhang's mother kept asking Su Wu for food.
The door of the hall is open,
The yard outside the door was already pitch black.
The night is dark and dark.
The oil lamp on the square table illuminated the various dishes on the table more and more attractively. Together with the wrinkled and gray-haired Zhang couple's warm smiles beside the table, this dinner seemed quite warm.
In response to the words of Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, Su Wu quickly moved her hands and stuffed pieces of oily pig head meat into her mouth, praising her parents' cooking skills repeatedly, which made the Zhangs and his wife smile with joy.
"Come on, come on, eat a chicken leg!"
Mother Zhang used a kuai to pull off a chicken thigh and put it into Su Wu's bowl.
The fat chicken in the soup basin has been stewed for two or three hours over a slow fire, and the skin has already become crispy and the meat is rotten.
Su Wu lowered his head and gnawed on the chicken leg, and inadvertently brushed his left hand across his eyebrows. The 'Six Days Old Ghost True Child' grew silently from his eyebrows. In his dim eyes, three children slowly turned, and the reality of the moment was reflected in his vertical eyes.
Scene: The description of Zhang’s father and Zhang’s mother has not changed at all;
All the furnishings in the hall are as before;
Only the sumptuous dishes on the table in front of Su Wu had all changed - the surface of the fat chicken in the soup basin was glowing pale, and there was still unboiled blood foam in the oily chicken soup.
Pieces of burnt ashes, like pieces of paper money, clung to the two plates of blood-streaked pork heads. In the dipping dish next to the pork heads, there was no normal dipping sauce, only a thick layer of incense.
——This seemingly sumptuous meal is actually a ‘meal for the dead’.
How can a living person eat the dead?
Su Wu raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes quietly.
He was still devouring various dishes, and a piece of pig head wrapped in a layer of incense ash was stuffed into his mouth.
The moment the pig head meat entered his mouth, a mouth with pale lips appeared on his tongue. The talent of 'Devouring the Abyss of Intention' continued to work, swallowing every piece of food that Su Wu took into his mouth.
Anyone who accidentally steps into Taoyuan Village will never be able to leave as long as they stay here for more than seven days.
In this way, within seven days, as they continued to move around Taoyuan Village and accepted banquets from various families, their "vital energy" was also rapidly depleted. Most people would fall asleep for a long time on the seventh day due to the excessive drinking.
After this sleep, after spending the night of the seventh day, my vitality will be completely gone, and I can only stay in this village forever.
Zhongzu once told Su Wu that the first person who set foot in Taoyuan Village and returned was a fisherman.
This man makes a living by fishing to support his family.
His family was humble and he had never enjoyed much happiness in his life. After he set foot in Taoyuan Village, he was treated well in Taoyuan Village. He did not refuse everyone who came to the banquet and ate happily at the banquet. After seven days of such happiness, his own vitality was already gone.
If it drops to freezing point, you will die at any time.
But it happened that on the seventh day, because he had eaten too much delicacies in the previous six days, he had almost no appetite that day, and he didn't eat anything at the banquet, so he stayed awake on the night of the seventh day.
Lying on the bed, tossing and turning.
Even if he fell asleep occasionally, as soon as he fell asleep, he would dream of his family, wife and children gathered in front of the fire pot, wailing and calling his name.
He missed his wife and children at home, and when it was difficult to fall asleep, he got up from bed and walked around the village.
Walking around like this, I walked out of Taoyuan Village without realizing it.
Went outside the village.
When I look back again,
Taoyuan Village has disappeared.
This man found his own boat outside the village, punted home, and saw that his house had set up a mourning hall, and the object of worship was himself - and the day he returned home was the day of his "first seven"
that day.
It can be seen from this that although 'Taoyuan Village' is a world that is separated from reality under the influence of serious strangeness, many things in it actually vaguely correspond to reality.
The people of Taoyuan Village here seem to be separated from the real world, but in fact they also leave "traces" in the real world.
They are neither alive nor dead. They still have a large number of descendants and relatives in the human world, and they will be worshiped during every year and festival.
And the three animal sacrifices used by the descendants and relatives to worship them,
It will also be delivered to each of them through specific peach trees.
The peach trees corresponded to the tombstones they left in the world that Su Wu had seen.
But, how could someone arrange the tombs and tombstones of their ancestors and relatives so neatly?
Su Wu was multitasking, thinking about other things in his mind. He was still able to deal with the words of Zhang's father and Zhang's mother with ease. Although the Zhangs and his wife still had some doubts about his identity at the moment, they still had some doubts.
They were all washed away by the joy of finding their parents and children at this moment,
Perhaps one day in the future they will realize that the Su Wu in front of them is not their son.
But I believe that by that time,
Su Wu had already left Taoyuan Village.
After having tea and dinner, Su Wu helped Zhang's mother clear the dining table.
The more Mother Zhang saw that Su Wu was so well-behaved, polite, and well-spoken, the more she fell in love with her lost and found son.
The family sat in the main room after dinner,
Su Wu picked up the broom and swept the floor around the dining table.
Asking Father Zhang to look at him made him even more pleasing to the eye.
Zhang's father put down the half bowl of tea in his hand, winked at Zhang's mother, and motioned for her to take the broom from his son's hand. At the same time, he asked Su Wu: "When my son comes back this time, he will not go outside again."
Alright?"
"yes.
Our village has enough food and clothing, and life is leisurely.
Should my son stay in the village? He will have to worry about making a living and suffer a lot..." Mother Zhang reached out to take the broom from Su Wu's hand, and at the same time said naggingly.
Su Wu avoided Zhang's mother's hand and said warmly: "Just let me sweep it, mother."
My son left home when he was young and cannot serve you and his father, so I will leave these tasks to my son."
His voice gradually became a little deeper: "During the first two years when my son was outside, he woke up crying every night. He always dreamed of my mother calling me by my nickname.
I dreamed that my mother was sewing clothes for me under the lamp...
I dreamed that I learned poetry in the village school and carried it to my mother when I came back: the thread in my mother's hand, the clothes on my wandering boy's body.
Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return……"
Su Wu's mood gradually became darker with his voice.
He still remembered that when he was in elementary school, when he first learned the song "Wandering Son's Song", his family was still living in the countryside.
It was the autumn harvest at that time, and my father was away at work, while my mother was harvesting more than ten acres of wheat by herself under the stars and the moon. At that time, he recited this poem to his mother, who turned her back to him and secretly had red circles in her eyes.
Until now,
He and his strict father and loving mother have been separated forever.
Those memories that frequently surfaced in my sleep, and the pillows soaked with tears, seemed to have become mottled and dull.
But the emotion accumulated in his heart never really faded away.
As he spoke in a low voice, the real emotions flowed silently in his words. Mother Zhang burst into tears and hugged Su Wu gently. Father Zhang also came over, sighed, and patted Su Wu.
Noon's shoulders.
The three of them looked at each other with tears in their eyes.
After a while, when Zhang's father and Zhang's mother gradually calmed down, Su Wu said: "My son is unfilial.
This time it took a lot of effort to get back to the village.
My original intention is not to leave, but to stay here to serve my father and mother until I grow old!"
Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were overjoyed at first when they heard this, but they also noticed the word "original intention" in Su Wu's words. They all immediately had doubts and looked at Su Wu worriedly.
Su Wu sighed and continued: "But my son has been traveling around for a long time, and he has already made a lifelong commitment to someone privately. Before his departure, the woman told her son that she was pregnant.
With the blood of my son..."
Upon hearing Su Wu's words, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were immediately stunned, with mixed feelings in their hearts. They didn't know whether they were happy or sad.
Su Wu secretly observed the expressions of the two of them, and then said: "So, my son is going to leave the village again, and when he takes his pregnant wife over, wouldn't it be better for our family to be reunited?"
Father Zhang hesitated a little and said in a low voice: "Okay, okay...
only……"
"Father! Mother!
We have been separated for so long. You two should know that the pain of such separation of flesh and blood is really an unbearable weight in life!
Today my son has his own flesh and blood,
Could it be that you can't bear to see your son's flesh and blood separated?!" Su Wu looked into Zhang's father's eyes and asked anxiously.
Zhang's mother hugged her son tightly and nodded in agreement with him.
Father Zhang hesitated for a moment, then suddenly sighed dejectedly: "It's not that your mother and I don't want you to take back your blood relatives outside, we really can't do this...
You are originally from Taoyuan Village. Now that you have returned to the village, you can live peacefully here.
But if you want to leave the village, you need Mrs. Han's permission.
However, over the years, people have often entered the village, but we have never seen anyone who can leave the village again!
Then Mr. Han—he won’t agree!”
"Could this Taoyuan Village belong to Mr. Han's family?
Can he cover the sky with one hand?" Su Wu asked tightly, "Even if he doesn't allow me to leave the village, can he always guard the road out of the village?
Father, mother, don’t you have some idea?
Do we, the old Zhang family, want to repeat the pain of separation from generation to generation?"
As soon as Su Wu said the last words, Zhang's mother felt as if she had been electrocuted. A huge force suddenly appeared all over her body. Even Su Wu felt that her arms hugging him were full of huge power.
She shook her head violently and said to Zhang's father: "A mother never wants to experience the pain of separation of flesh and blood again!
We, the old Zhang family, absolutely cannot make the same mistake as the two of us!"
"This..." Father Zhang opened his mouth, and the worry in his eyes became more intense, "Don't be anxious, let me think of a solution.