The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms

The shady compartment, the faint sound of traffic, and the sound of a child sitting next to him.An Zhi tilted his head in a daze, and fell off the shoulder of the person next to him.

A hand came to support her head, and An Zhi leaned on her shoulder. Looking out of the window, there was endless green, light-colored mountains and grid-shaped fields in the distance.

An Zhi slowly blinked his eyelids.

"Dream?" Yan Qi asked softly.

During the summer vacation after her sophomore year, Anzhi celebrated her 18th birthday.And she made a decision to go back to the birthplace where she lived for more than five years.

Yan Qi took a week off to accompany her on the trip.

They took the high-speed train, and Anzhi fell asleep on the way. In the haze, her limbs seemed to shrink into a small shape again, sitting on a seat that was wide for her, and beside her was a man wearing sunglasses and closing his eyes. Tao Zhenzhen resting.

She was stunned and frightened for a moment, as if the 13 years of growth had disappeared in an instant, and she had never encountered Yan Qi.

It wasn't until Yan Qi's hand came over, until she asked her, that An Zhi's heart slowly fell. She instinctively approached Yan Qi, shook her head, "No."

Yan Qi smiled at her, patted her to let her continue to sleep.

When the high-speed train arrived, they took a taxi and went to the town.

The summer in the countryside in July is getting deeper, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, there are large fields under the rolling hills.

The village is not desolate, and the means of transportation are mostly electric motorcycles, bicycles, and private cars.It's just that the buildings are different, some are high, some are low, and it can be seen that they were built by their own families, and there is no consistency. There is also an ancestral hall in every village. Next to the ancestral hall, there is a very old tree with a thick trunk. There are many red cloth strips tied on it.

Before An Zhi came, he asked Tao Zhenzhen for his address and the phone numbers of his relatives.For so many years, they have not come back, and the house is cleaned by others.

Yan Qi, who grew up in a modern city, was at most social practice in college, or came to the countryside during an internship, has a fresh feeling for this southern town, especially since it is the place where An Zhi was born. Natural intimacy.

An Zhi thought that he didn't remember much about life here, but when he got off the car and walked along the embankment of the small river, those memories naturally came to mind.

Grandpa rode a bicycle and took her to go fishing, fly a kite, and held her hand to worship at the ancestral hall.

She even remembered that there was a mahogany door in the middle of the ancestral hall. It is said that there was a Jinshi in the village before Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty. Ranking, but only boys can pass, girls are not allowed.

"Is there such a thing?" Yan Qi raised his eyebrows.

An Zhixiao, I remember the first time I went to the ancestral hall, Anzhi was three or four years old, looked up and felt that the door was very high, and there was a big flower made of red cloth tied on the top of the door, seeing other little boys stepping over it, she She also wanted to go, but the adults told her she couldn't.

She couldn't understand, a pair of dark eyes flickered, she nodded obediently, but took small steps. She was only a little tall at the time, wearing a small skirt, and hugging the door with tender lotus-like arms.The look of "If you don't let me step, I will hold on to it" made the adults around me laugh.

"Then what happened after that?" Yan Qi laughed, and he could imagine her puffy white cheeks when she was a child, and her serious cuteness.

Later, An Zhi passed, of course, and her grandfather agreed with a smile.

They talked as they walked, maybe they were too eye-catching, Yan Qi was wearing a long skirt and a big sun hat, he looked like a model from a magazine.

When An Zhi's relative, she had to tell her aunt's people to see Yan Qi, their eyes lit up and they looked her up and down, "You look like the one on the TV... Oh, you are so beautiful."

Yan Qi smiled: "You've got the wrong person." The accent in the southern town is thin, and it really is the place where An Zhi grew up.

"Really? Oh, it's so similar." The relative and aunt turned to look at An Zhi: "I don't even dare to recognize you, sister."

In the village, the little girl is called sister, and the little boy is called brother.

Grandpa An's ashes had already been placed in a nunnery in the mountain, but there was an incense burner in the ancestral hall. Relatives and aunts led them to the ancestral hall and asked An Zhi to offer incense to her grandfather.

"Hey, your mother only came back once. During the holidays, no one offered incense to your grandfather. It's fine when you come."

An Zhi pursed his lips and knelt down holding the incense.

When a person dies like a lamp goes out, the theory of "spirit in heaven" is optional, but as a descendant, I still hope to have a place to express my grief.

An Shangxiang kowtowed three more times, his eyes were already red.

At this time, Yan Qi also knelt down beside her, An Zhi stared at her blankly, Yan Qi followed her example, offered incense, and then kowtowed.He stretched out his hand to pull her up, and smiled at her gently and comfortingly.

When Anzhi took some paper money and went outside to burn it, Yan Qi asked Anzhi's relatives and aunts: "Is there any other worship activity, need to burn paper money or something for the deceased?"

"Ah! Yes, my sister's mother also gave me some money, and asked me to do it for her every Qingming Festival. Hey."

"So," Yan Qi was thoughtful, and then said to his relatives and aunts: "It's safe now, and I want to express my heart to Grandpa, can I ask you to be with her on Qingming Festival, Chinese New Year, and Grandpa's birthday..."

"Ah..." The relatives and aunts were stunned for a while, and then smiled: "My sister is still young, and I need it when she gets married."

"Is that so?" Yan Qi smiled shyly, but she thought about it for a long time, "Can I have your contact information? There may be something to trouble you in the future, but don't worry, I will prepare money. This is my contact information, I am from Beicheng..."

The relatives and aunts saw Yan Qi's appearance and temperament, demeanor, speech, and deeds, which were extremely ironic, and it was too late to make friends, so there was nothing to disagree with.The strange thing is that she searched her memory, but she didn't remember such a character in the Tao family.

Yan Qi smiled and replied, "I am her family."

After coming out of the ancestral hall to worship, Anzhi finally came to her home.

Most of the buildings in the village have two or three floors, and there are even villas, but her house has only one floor.

Because her grandfather passed away, Tao Zhenzhen did not come back to live.

The house is also very spacious, and it is the custom in the village that after the death of a family member, all the external objects of the family cannot be left behind.

There is also a TV in the living room, a bed, a water heater, and some simple kitchen utensils in the kitchen.

The house has been cleaned, but there is still a loneliness that has not been lived in for a long time.

"Is it okay to live here? It's a little rough." An Zhi was afraid that Yan Qi would not be used to living here.

Yan Qi rubbed her hair, pushed the suitcase into the room.After tidying up a bit, they went to the market to buy vegetables.

Anzhi's relatives and aunts told her that the village is not a morning market, but an afternoon market.She had some impressions that the vegetable market was very large, with rough divisions, but it was informal.Vegetables, fish, fruits, department stores, and even small supermarkets are bustling with activity.

Yan Qi noticed that they did not speak Mandarin, but a local dialect, which An Zhi no longer knew.

The village is small, everyone knows everyone.Together, the two of them attracted a lot of attention in the vegetable market.

Anzhi bought some rice, fruits and vegetables, and a piece of fish, and the uncle who sold the fish neatly sliced ​​it up for her.

"There is no takeaway here, everyone cooks by themselves." Anzhi said to Yan Qi, "Let's have fish porridge tonight." When we got home, it was already evening, and the sky was full of fire, and there was a kind of noisy beautiful.

The ankles of the skirt can even feel the hot heat from the ground.

Yan Qi squinted his eyes with the camera and took several pictures.

Putting down the camera, the little girl from the neighbor's house bit her finger and stared at her. She smiled at her, and the little girl smiled too, a smile with two missing front teeth. Then she covered her mouth and ran away shyly.

After the porridge was ready, An Zhi put some in the big bowl, and also filled the two small bowls.There was no air-conditioning in the room, and it was hot and uncomfortable, and her forehead and hair were soaked.

When he was thinking about what to do, Yan Qi came in carrying a floor fan, "The neighbor borrowed it from us."

Followed by a seven or eight-year-old girl, An Zhi gave her a small bag of lychees and apples, but she was too embarrassed to take them, so she ran away again, An Zhi followed her and gave the fruits to her parents.

Even with the fan, they still sweat a lot while eating porridge.The milky white fish, the light green coriander, was very sweet, Yan Qi drank two bowls, and went to wash the dishes after eating.

When the sun sets, the night falls, the breeze comes, and the heat disappears.

Coming out of the shower, Yan Qi sighed comfortably while wiping his hair with a towel and facing the evening breeze.

The countryside at night is completely silent, and there are some unknown insects calling.The cool breeze is refreshing, the twilight is all together, and the lights of every house shine through.

She brushed her wet hair, moved a low plastic stool and sat at the door to cool off and dry her hair, surfing the Internet with 4G.

After staying for a while, she knew why the villagers didn't go out to enjoy the shade, but in an instant, her legs were covered with red and swollen bumps. The mosquitoes in the south are really poisonous and extremely itchy, and Yan Qi didn't dare to scratch too hard. Enduring a few scratches, I was about to cry.

As soon as he stepped in, a huge flying insect with wings flew past in his sight.

Yan Qi was stunned.

Is that... a cockroach?