Solstice Secrets

Ever since Ling Dongzhi provoked the idea of ​​going back to his hometown in the hospital, Father Ling has been thinking about this matter in his mind.The more you think about it, the more you can't let go. The night of the winter solstice more than 20 years ago had become an inextricable knot in his heart, and the longer it took, the more he couldn't face it.

However, God opened his eyes and let Ling Dongzhi know the truth of the year through such an incredible way.Most of the pressure on Papa Ling's heart was relieved immediately, and the secret desire that he had been pressing down in his heart began to become urgent: he wanted to revise the arrangement he made in haste back then, and make the fateful The son who had no fate was buried again.

That was the child he had looked forward to with great emotion, and he couldn't let him lie in the depths of the jungle without a sound, without even a tombstone with his name written on it.

However, the most troublesome thing about this matter is that Mama Ling can't know about it, and she can't let her have the slightest suspicion.As early as when Papa Ling carried the abandoned baby back to the house, he had already made up his mind that this matter must be kept secret to the end, and she must not be allowed to know the truth.

After more than 20 years, Ling's father still feels unreal like a dream when he recalls the situation at that time.He remembered how he carried the child into the house secretly, and how he hurriedly changed him into the little clothes at home - the soft cotton shirts, which were all stitched out by Ling's mother and auntie.The child was exposed to the cold, and his delicate skin turned a light blue. For a while, he doubted whether the child could be saved.Fortunately, God was merciful, and the baby slowly recovered.

The child's eyebrows and eyes are very beautiful. When changing his clothes, he even pouted his pink and tender mouth and showed a smile-like expression to Ling's father. It was so cute that he saw it for the first time. He knew right away that he was absolutely unwilling to lose him again.Papa Ling hugged him like he was holding an unexpected gift from heaven, both sad and satisfied.When Mama Ling woke up from her coma and saw the baby smiling happily, Papa Ling felt that everything he had done was worth it.

However, that knot was always buried in his heart.

More than 20 years have passed, and Dad Ling thinks it's time to go back and face everything that happened.

Just a few days before Nanshan Middle School's winter vacation, Ling's father signed up for a tour group for Ling's mother and Ling Lidong's family behind the back of the family. The European route took more than half a month to go back and forth.When a bunch of receipts were brought back, Mama Ling was dumbfounded.Father Ling raised the banner of Baby Ling, saying that the child is old enough to travel around to broaden his horizons. He also said that when he was young, he went abroad with the leaders of his work unit for inspections. He had been to these places, but Mother Ling hadn’t yet Pass.It happened to open eyes with the child.Although Ling Lidong and Han Min felt a little surprised, but Ling's father had good intentions, so he didn't refuse, and instead helped him persuade Ling's mother.

After Mama Ling and her party got on the plane, Ling Dongzhi also took the things Papa Ling had prepared in advance to Xi'an, and returned to Shiliu Village after a long absence.

Too much time has passed, and Shiliu Village has changed too much. It took Ling Dad wandering around the entrance of the village for a long time before he could vaguely judge the approximate location.The aunt's family almost didn't recognize Papa Ling, if it wasn't for Ling Dongzhi's company, some kind of joke would have happened.Presenting the gifts they brought, the family had a lively meal, and then Ling Dongzhi went out for a walk with Ling's father in the name of digestion.

Father Ling took Ling Dongzhi around the village for a few laps before he managed to recall the memories of the past.Fortunately, although my aunt's house built a new house next to the original house, the location of the entire yard has not changed. With this as a starting point, the next things will become easier.

"It's this forest," Ling's father pointed to the old forest not far away, with tears in his eyes, "At that time, your mother was still asleep and there was no one else in the house, so I didn't dare to go too far. At that time It's getting dark, which tree is it..." Even in the same forest, day and night look different.After such a long time, it's normal to not remember clearly.

Ling Dongzhi followed Dad Ling's back one after another, afraid that he would be too excited and feel uncomfortable, "Don't worry, I'll ask you. Ask about pockmarks or rice balls, they should know all about it." .”

Papa Ling was puzzled, "Who?"

Ling Dongzhi pointed to the big tree in the yard of his aunt's house, "The pockmark is the big bird, and the rice ball is the mouse around here. They have lived for a long time. There is nothing that they don't know about what happened in this village." .”

Papa Ling, "..."

I still think what my son said is so mysterious.

Ling Dongzhi thought for a while, took out a bag of unfinished small twists from his pocket, and threw them scattered under the tree.

Father Ling looked at his son's actions and felt puzzled, "You are..."

Ling Dongzhi turned around and smiled at him, "Naturally, if you want to ask someone for news, you should give them some benefits first."

After a while, a little gray mouse poked its head out from under the tree hole, and shrugged its nose in the direction of Twist.Immediately afterwards, another mouse sprang out from behind it, ran over quickly, picked up a piece of twisted twist, and ran back.After going back and forth several times, it was probably found that there was no danger, and the speed of the little mice began to slow down.

Ling Dongzhi squatted aside and asked softly, "Where is Mituan? I have something to do with Mituan."

When the little mice heard the voice suddenly, they fled in all directions like a frying pan.He ran clean in the blink of an eye.

Papa Ling looked at his son with black lines all over his head.Sure enough, you shouldn't believe the fairy tales made up by this brat...

Ling Dongzhi was also a little helpless, when he was trapped in the deep mountains before, there were obviously a large group of rats who came to rescue him, why are they all avoiding him now?

A round little mouse poked its head out of the tree hole, and squeaked twice towards the Lingdong Solstice.

Ling Dongzhi was overjoyed immediately, "Eggy?!"

Eggy trotted towards him, "Winter Solstice, Winter Solstice, did you bring me egg yolk pie?"

Midwinter Solstice, "..."

Can he say no?

Resigned to his fate, Ling Dongzhi began to turn around in his pockets. He didn't bring the egg yolk pie, but he still had a handful of milk sugar and two wafer biscuits in his pocket. "Try this, it's even better than the egg yolk pie."

Eggy tore off the wrapping paper, lowered her head and chewed, "Well, it's delicious, but egg yolk pie is better."

"I'll bring it to you next time." Ling Dongzhi said, "I came here looking for rice balls, is it there?"

Eggy's mouth was full, and her cheeks were bulging, "Grandpa Mi Tuan didn't come back until dark. He went to the mountains with Grandpa Mo Dian to find dried berries."

"Then tell it that we will come to look for it at night and meet here, okay?"

"Okay." Eggy nodded obediently, hesitated for a moment and asked him, "Can you bring me egg yolk pie?"

Ling Dongzhi was helpless with this snack, "I'll bring you a box."

Father Ling looked at the round little mouse asking and answering his son, feeling a little unwell.He used to be an extremely firm materialist, but he didn't expect his world view to collapse when he got old...

Things that are difficult for humans are easy for animals.

Ling Dongzhi accompanied Father Ling to put the baby's bones into a small wooden coffin prepared in advance, and under the cover of night, sent them to the village cemetery for re-burial. A new name was written on the tombstone: Ling Dongdong.

Aizi Ling Dongdong.

Father Ling caressed the stele, weeping silently.

Ling Dongzhi silently took out the candle and fruit bowls from his backpack, and set them up one by one.People in the village do funerals in this way. In their view, only the dead can truly rest in peace with the offering of mausoleums and incense.

After returning from the cemetery, Father Ling fell ill.My aunt said that it was because I was tired on the road, and I was a little unaccustomed to the village when I entered the village.Ling Dongzhi felt that although Ling's father was ill, his brows and eyes were stretched, and there was a kind of relief that had never been seen in his expression.What Ling Dongzhi didn't know was that Father Ling still quietly told his uncle about it when he left the village.He and his wife are old, and it is impossible to come back every year, but Ling Dongdong's tomb needs someone to take care of it.

Maybe it won't be too long.Papa Ling looked at the mountain peaks in the distance, feeling a lingering melancholy in his heart.In another ten or twenty years, sooner or later, he and Ling Ma will be sent back here by the children, and will be buried in this mountain forever.

This is the birthplace of Ling's father and Ling's mother, and it will also be their final resting place.

Zhuang Zhou rushed to the mountain on the day of Chinese New Year. In addition to a bunch of gifts, there was also a silly dog ​​with a big tail in the car.

As soon as Ling Dongzhi opened the door, he saw Father Gou getting out of the car with a silly dog, and he was shocked.He was still holding the handle of the door with one hand, staring at him and then at the jumping brown sugar at his feet, suspecting that there was something wrong with his eyes, "Why did you come here? Didn't you know to tell me beforehand?"

Zhuang Zhou was very dissatisfied with his reaction, "I'm in a bad mood, why don't I go out for a trip?"

Ling Dongzhi rolled his eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Zhou squeezed his face, "I have to ask you. It was a good idea. I want to take advantage of the Chinese New Year to spend time with my family, take a trip, and get married. How are you, Another pole was given to me until next year. I kidnapped my father and ran so far away, leaving me alone..."

Ling Dongzhi shivered, "Are you acting like a baby? Second Young Master?"

Zhuang Zhou asked him persistently, "What do you think about this matter?"

Ling Dongzhi was so tortured by him that he couldn't help it, "I'm afraid of you, can I change it to summer vacation? How about May Day?"

Zhuang Zhou achieved his goal and happily leaned over, "Come on, give me a hug! I knew you must miss me."

"Someone is watching," Ling Dongzhi patted his hand away, and said angrily, "Of course I want brown sugar."

Brown Tang jumped up and grabbed Ling Dongzhi's arm with his front paws, and licked Ling Dongzhi's face cheerfully, "Of course I miss me, it's needless to say. It's all sung in the song: I'm beautiful, I'm strong, Who is stronger than me..."

Ling Dongzhi pulled it off in disgust, "Where did you learn the broken song? They sang it all wrong!"

Brown Tang was not convinced, "That's how I sang with my uncle!"

Ling Dongzhi, "...you and Uncle are also bastards! Don't learn from him!"

Zhuang Zhou looked at the plastic bag in his hand, "Why are you going?"

Ling Dongzhi opened the bag and showed him several boxes of egg yolk pies inside, "Give it to Eggy and them. You did us a big favor before, thank you."

Zhuang Zhou probably guessed something, knowing that it was the secret of the Ling family and his son, so he didn't ask further.

Following Ling Dongzhi to the woods, Eggy was already waiting there with a group of little mice.But when they saw the brown sugar, there was still some trouble. The little mice were so frightened that they hugged their heads and ran around. One of them bumped into the root of the tree with straight eyebrows and knocked itself out.

Ling Dongzhi asked Zhuang Zhou to tie the brown sugar, while frantically comforting the frightened little mice.It wasn't until he piled up the boxes of egg yolk pies that the wave of panic subsided under the temptation of food.

Zhuang Zhou looked at Ling Dongzhi, who was squatting on the side and distributing egg yolk pies to the mice, and felt that the young man with warm brows and eyes moved him more than ever before.

He has a crystal heart full of warmth for the world.

Spotless.

Zhuang Zhou suddenly felt very lucky to meet him in the vast crowd, fall in love with him, and spend these long years with him.

For a lifetime, never leave.

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