After entering the village, Wu Jianye saw piles of wheat piled up in the open field. It was a cooking time, so he could see smoke coming out of the chimneys on the roofs of many houses.
Some children were running around naked. Occasionally, you could hear adults shouting to go back to eat, and some scolding the ignorant ones. For example, they said they were afraid of being abducted.
Inexplicably, Wu Jianye felt that such an environment was a bit friendly.
Can it be unkind? The memory of "Wu Jianye" in Wu Jianye's mind has been about this place for nearly 20 years.
For example, Wu Jianye, the owner of this earthen house at the entrance of the village, remembered that when he was 17 years old, the adults of his family came to the Wu family to propose marriage. At that time, Wu Jianye's parents agreed, and the two parties had already arrived to discuss the betrothal gift.
However, Wu Jianye's father passed away, and there was no future...
Then it seems that within a year, their daughter married another family. Counting the time, their children are probably all married to soy sauce now.
"Okay, brother, let's stop here. You put the tractor back first, and come home for a drink in the evening. I brought wine back!" Wu Jianye said with a smile.
"That's good, I'll be there in a minute!" said Wu Qingjun, the brother Wu who had just brought Wu Jianye back.
Wu Jianye carried his satchel and walked towards his home, following his memory. The place where they entered the village was at the north end of the village, and Wu Jianye's home was at the southern end of the first alley.
Most of them are mud houses or tile houses, which is nothing to say. If one or two houses are brick houses, they are considered big households.
"Hey, isn't this a college student back?" Someone saw Wu Jianye and shouted excitedly.
Wu Jianye responded with a smile: "Yes, Third Aunt, are you looking after the children outside?"
"No, this naughty kid is so naughty every day, he will easily get lost if he is not looked at for a day." The third aunt said with a smile.
"When did the second fat man come back?" The old man next to him was smoking a hookah and wearing a cardigan jacket and blue pants that reached his knees.
"Second Master, stop smoking hookah, it's not good for your health!" Wu Jianye said with the same smile.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can smoking be harmful to health!" Erye said nonchalantly. The old man has been smoking cigarettes all his life, but he doesn't think smoking is harmful to health. What's more, it is popular nowadays to say that smoking can lead to people living in their teens.
statement.
Wu Jianye didn't take it seriously and just smiled.
In an alley, Wu Jianye greeted at least a dozen old people, some calling them uncle and some calling them brother.
Wu Jianye's eyes were dazzled when he saw a shirtless young man standing in front of him. He looked at Wu Jianye with surprise and said, "I heard someone talking in the room, and it sounded like yours.
When I came out, I saw that it was you who was fat."
The young man's name is Zhou Tao, who is also from the village. He and Wu Jianye are the same child. According to Yan Jing, they grew up together since childhood. At that time, the bad things in the village were basically done by the two of them. Wu Jianye
Jianye is responsible for coming up with the ideas, and Zhou Tao is responsible for doing the work.
"How is the baby at home?" Wu Jianye asked.
Zhou Tao also got married last year, and his wife was from the village. When Wu Jianye came back this summer, his wife had already given birth.
"Don't mention it, I cry every day, I'm hungry when I open my eyes, and I cling to his mother every day!" Zhou Tao said angrily.
Wu Jianye laughed "haha", and naturally understood Zhou Tao's underlying meaning. He took out a toy from his bag, which was actually a rattle, "Hey, this is a gift for your son. Come to my place for a drink later!"
"Okay!" Zhou Tao was not polite, "Then I'll go back and tell my wife now!"
"Go ahead, I'll wait for you at home!" Wu Jianye waved his hand.
When Wu Jianye walked to the familiar house, he could feel his hands trembling. This was the home of 'Wu Jianye'.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Jianye opened the door. The yard was a little messy, and there was some light in the room, which was the light of candles.
"Who is it?" A familiar voice came from the room.
"It's me!" Wu Jianye's voice trembled a little, but he didn't say "Mother" in the end.
Bang!
An old lady who looked to be nearly sixty years old opened the door and walked out excitedly. Her hair was mostly white, and she was wearing a patched coat with her waist raised.
"Why are you back at this time?" The old lady looked at Wu Jianye and said excitedly. People in this era still can't express their emotions. The old lady wanted to grab Wu Jianye's arm, but then let it go.
Wu Jianye looked at the old lady, his nose suddenly sore. He knew that she was only in her forties. After 'Wu Jianye's' father passed away, the old lady took care of the whole family by herself. At that time, 'Wu Jianye' was
A bookworm and a painting nerd. Unfortunately, combined with his own conditions and the surrounding environment, he has no future at all. Almost all the heavy work in the family falls on this mother.
Later, due to some special reasons, Wu Jianye went to work in a small state-owned factory in the county town, which relieved the old lady's life pressure. Then Wu Jianye stubbornly wanted to take the exam at Yanjing Film Academy. Naturally, the old lady felt
I don’t want to anymore. Working in a factory will earn me more than 40 yuan a month, while going to Yanjing to go to university will only give me a stipend of 25 yuan a month.
However, the old lady packed Wu Jianye's luggage without saying a word, telling him that he didn't need to worry about his family and that he should go to school and behave like a good person.
"Mother!" Wu Jianye finally shouted out. For a while, he thought that he was him. As for the original 'Wu Jianye', all he had was his memory. Essentially, they were two people.
But now he knows that he was wrong. Memory is a part of life. If Wu Jianye has his original memory, he will be inseparable from the original 'Wu Jianye'.
The same is true for feelings. For example, after seeing the old lady, the voice she calls out is extremely natural.
"Hey, have you eaten? Mom will cook for you!" As the old lady said, she took Wu Jianye's hand and walked towards the house. After entering the house, Wu Jianye saw a bowl of gruel on the dining table.
, a small plate of pickles, and a photo of Wu Jianye's father was placed on the Eight Immortals table...
"Mom, please stop moving. I have learned cooking in Yanjing for more than two years. Today you can try my cooking!" Wu Jianye pressed his mother on the stool and smoothed his sleeves and said.
"What are you talking about? You are a college student, how can you cook?" Zhao Cuilian wanted to stand up.
"What's wrong with college students? Don't college students also have to eat? Well, just wait and eat ready-made food!"
There will definitely be no vegetables at home. Fortunately, Wu Jianye’s yard has vegetables. Although it is less than two square meters, it is enough. Wu Jianye picked two loofahs and two tomatoes.
Dingdangdang started cooking.
"Sister-in-law, we are here!" Wu Dahai walked in carrying his son and some food.
"It's his eldest brother who's here. Sit inside quickly!" Zhao Cuilian came out and said.
"Where is the second fat man?" Wu Dahai asked when he saw that there was no shadow of Wu Jianye in the room.
"This child insists on cooking for me, tell me!" Although Zhao Cuilian was complaining about Wu Jianye, anyone could see the pride on her face.
"Er Fatty has really grown up!" Wu Dahai sighed.
"Brother, you're here, we're cooking inside, the food will be ready soon!" Wu Jianye shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Tao also came over carrying food...