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It's the end of the year.

The new yellow on Wuxu Mountain is slightly precipitated, covered with a thin layer of dark color.

In the early morning mist, only the crimson red brick wall that surrounds Wuxu Mountain and lies quietly at the foot of the mountain is particularly conspicuous and bright.

Behind the red brick wall, there are two small attics with bamboo walls standing quietly in the thin morning mist.

Wuxu Mountain has already gained a bit of popularity.

At this time, a person walked down from the mist on the mountain inside the red brick wall.

This man was wearing a brown and white coir raincoat made of dried reed leaves, a brown and white hat made of reed leaves and bamboo strips on his head, and a pair of black plastic rain boots covered with yellow soil on his feet. Carrying a blue-green plastic sprayer the size of a pannier on his back, his hands in white cotton gloves just rested on the handle of the sprayer... walking down the mountain step by step.

This person is the "armed" Yan Xiaosan, Yan Che.

Yan Che had just walked on the clean stone road, and the heavy feeling of the muddy rain boots made people uncomfortable. After stamping his feet, the thin mud did not peel off, so he had to stretch his feet on the stone edge to scrape the yellow mud stuck to the rain boots.

"Look, I said that the stone road is also paved on the mountain, but you don't listen to it, and say that the rice is spit out and steamed again, so it's uncomfortable to have muddy feet now?" A voice came, and Yan Che held back a laugh with a "puchi" Can't help but laugh out loud.Smiling to the visitor: "Hey, it's returning to the basics, not spitting out the rice and steaming it again."

The person who spoke was Yan Guoqiang who was walking back from the other end of the stone road, dressed exactly like Yan Che.

"I don't care if you spit out the rice and steamed it again, I don't understand your pedantic words." Yan Guoqiang took off the sprayer from Yan Che's body, slipped his own to the side, bent down and picked up a dead branch, After grabbing Yan Che's feet, he helped Yan Che scrape the yellow mud on the rain boots: "This muddy road will be very difficult to walk when it rains, next time I will take care of it on the mountain, and you can take care of the foot of the mountain."

Yan Che didn't struggle, and obediently asked Yan Guoqiang to hang the yellow mud on his rain boots: "Hey, how can I be so useless? Do you think I'm not proficient these days?"

When Yan Guoqiang heard Yan Che's words, he raised his head and gave Yan Che a hard look: "I'm ashamed to say, what's the matter with the worn skin on your shoulder?"

Yan Che became honest now, stuck out his tongue mischievously, and bent over to take the dead branch in Yan Guoqiang's hand: "Hey, I'll do it myself."

With a snort, Yan Guoqiang handed the dry branch in his hand to Yan Che, and watched Yan Che bent over to scrape the mud earnestly, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved: "San'er, don't tell me, the water you mixed is still worth it. It's really effective." While speaking, Yan Guoqiang raised his eyes and looked around: "Look, the small fruit seedlings that have been planted for a few days have spit out new green."

Hearing what Yan Guoqiang said, Yan Che didn't answer, but just snickered from an angle that Yan Guoqiang couldn't see, and secretly slandered: That's for sure. Originally, a bowl of water can make vegetable seeds mature and eat in a day. It can revive the dead wood, and the flowers will bloom and bear fruit in one day... Don't say that the small fruit seedlings will spit out new shoots again. If you don't worry about scaring your old man and attracting others' attention, I still want them to bloom and bear fruit now.

After the yellow mud on the rain boots was basically scraped off, Yan Che also stood beside Yan Guoqiang, and accompanied Yan Guoqiang to look at the sparse young and delicate fruit tree saplings on the mountain. Suddenly, the sense of accomplishment rising from the bottom of his heart was uncontrollable.

"San'er, will the mountain be full of fruit trees in two years?" Yan Guoqiang's voice trembled, and his emotions were mixed with excitement.

Yan Che looked sideways at Yan Guoqiang's resolute side face. Although it was no longer as dark and smooth as before, it showed a healthy dark red under the care of the vegetables grown in the clear water during this period.

Looking at such a father, Yan Che felt joyful and guilty in his heart. He reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and Yan Che couldn't help the warmth that was about to flood his eyes: "Hey, it won't take a few years before the spring blooms. , These fruit saplings will be able to bloom, and by next autumn, the trees will be full of fruit."

"Drink, just fool you!" Yan Guoqiang, who was smiling, gave his son a sideways look: "How can it be so fast? Look at this, it's just a fruit tree seedling!"

Yan Che raised his head, looked directly into Yan Guoqiang's eyes full of joy, and said seriously: "Hey, San'er is not fooling you, the autumn will definitely bear fruit."

"Uh..." Yan Guoqiang stared at Yan Che, who was stunned when he saw this. He recovered, stretched out his hand and rubbed his son's soft hair, and said, "Yes, San'er said yes."

Yan Che was very dissatisfied and helpless with his father's perfunctory, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he muttered, "You just don't believe me when I tell you."

"Oh, what are you and your father still talking about? Go back to eat quickly." Just as the father was teasing his son, Zhang Chaoying was already standing at the big wooden door that had just been repaired wearing an apron and sleeves Front: "Fourth brother, where is Guosheng?"

"Ah, auntie." Yan Che yelled awkwardly, fearing that Zhang Chaoying would see his whole appearance just now, his face would heat up.

"Guosheng, I guess he's coming." Yan Guoqiang easily twisted up the two sprayers, walked towards the bamboo building, and said to Zhang Chaoying: "His aunt, I'm bothering you these days."

Zhang Chaoying waved his hand, walked up to Yan Che with a few steps up his legs, quickly untied Yan Che's coir raincoat, and tidied his clothes: "Fourth brother, look at what you said. There is nothing troublesome about my family's affairs." While speaking, he glanced at Yan Che: "San'er, do you think so?"

Yan Che turned his face sideways, played with the bamboo hat in his hand with a little drunkenness on his cheeks, and murmured "Mmmm".

Seeing Yan Che like this, Zhang Chaoying knew that the child was shy again, giggled, and jokingly said: "Fourth brother, why do you think our third son is so shy? Look, I will untie his coir raincoat for him. My son was ashamed, as if he had put on rouge."

This time Yan Guoqiang didn't step forward to rescue Yan Che, but stood in the yard in front of the bamboo building, shaking off the moisture from the coir raincoat, and grinning foolishly at Yan Che's small appearance.

"You mother-in-law, you know that San'er is thin-skinned, why are you still laughing at him?" Yan Guosheng, who was wearing a coir raincoat, wearing a bamboo hat, stepping on big rain boots, and carrying a sprayer, also rushed back at this time, just in time to see his mother-in-law in the house again. Teasing Yan Che, he couldn't help scolding with a smile.

"Oh, I'm worried that our San'er will be ashamed when he finds a wife in the future." Zhang Chaoying gave Yan Guosheng a hard look: "Do you think San'er is like a big bastard like you?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I am a big bastard, haven't you spent most of your life like a big bastard like me?" Yan Guosheng untied the belt buckle of the sprayer as he walked, put down the sprayer, and let Zhang Chaoying take it off for him. bamboo hat.

Zhang Chaoying snorted reproachfully, and Yan Guoqiang couldn't help but giggle in the courtyard.

"Fourth brother, will this bamboo house be inhabited in a few days?" After Yan Guosheng took off his coir raincoat and bamboo hat, he walked into the courtyard of the bamboo house and looked at it slowly: "Tsk, don't say it, the old man Carpenter Lin There are really a few brushes, and this bamboo building is really beautiful."

Yan Guoqiang nodded, and looked back at the bamboo building with a bright face.

"What, this bamboo building is a neat design..." Zhang Chaoying stepped forward, but couldn't remember the word for a while, tilted his head and looked at the sky thinking for a long time, then slapped his hand on his thigh: " Hey, blueprints. If San’er didn’t draw this blueprint, would old man Lin have made it? Isn’t that right, fourth brother?”

"Hehe." Yan Guoqiang scratched his head naively, his mouth could reach the back of his head: "My child, hehe."

The three adults chattered around the bamboo building, but they didn't see Yan Che's eyes dimmed after Zhang Chaoying said "I found a wife". He looked at the three elders who loved him with deep guilt. His teeth were about to bite through the pale pink lips.

Yan Che had something in his heart that he wanted to say to his father, uncle and aunt who loved him infinitely, whether he wanted to bear the guilt that weighed heavily on him and confess to them, but... he could only suppress and hide it , because he clearly knew that if he said this, it would bring them a devastating blow—especially his father, who expected him so much.

At this moment, Yan Che closed his eyes in pain.

Selfish and cowardly choose to escape.

It has been four full months since I returned to Yanjiawan in early September.

During the four months, Yan Che thought a lot, but only at the end did he realize that the so-called contemplation conclusion had already taken shape when he just returned to Yanjiawan and decided to contract Wuxu Mountain.

Since he resolutely chose to stay when he came back here, and chose to face the blood relatives who had been cruelly hurt and now tried to make up for it, then the past must not be mentioned again.

All of that... no matter if it's deceitful, or if it's a cold night horror, bloody... Nightmare, it will gradually fade away with the passage of time, until no one remembers it anymore.

Perhaps, as the man said, "find a woman to start a family and have children"... Maybe... This would be a happy ending, wouldn't it?

Breakfast is egg tortilla baked by Zhang Chaoying and a large pot of corn porridge that has been boiled for more than an hour. The side dishes for the porridge are a plate of shredded pickles mixed with spicy sauce and a plate of evenly cut smoked sausages. .

These were taught by Yan Che to Zhang Chaoying.

Looking at the men of two generations sitting around the wooden table and eating deliciously, Zhang Chaoying asked happily: "How is it? Is this shredded kimchi in cold salad up to San'er's level?"

Hearing Zhang Chaoying's words, Yan Guosheng sat up straight at once, and at the beginning, he turned into a serious look of drinking slowly, and at the end, he said solemnly: "Well, it's okay, but well, the heat is still a little bit worse .”

These words provoked Zhang Chaoying to knock Yan Guosheng on the head with a spoon: "Drink, you still pick and choose when you eat some? How courageous you are!"

Seeing his uncle and aunt flirting with enviable affection, Yan Che blushed and glanced at Yan Guoqiang, and found that the honest and honest old father was just like him, with dark red on his face.

The father and son looked at each other for a second, Yan Che was holding the bowl of corn porridge, and turned his body slightly sideways, not to look at the "love" of his uncle and aunt.

A lively breakfast passed.

While Zhang Chaoying was washing dishes in the kitchen, Yan Guosheng took a sip of the thickly brewed hot tea: "Fourth brother, is it strange that we have only planted fruit tree seedlings for a few days? I counted them today. They're all green buds."

Regarding Yan Guosheng's question, Yan Guoqiang quietly glanced at Yan Che, chuckled, and did not answer.

"Hey, fourth brother, what are you laughing at?" Yan Guosheng curled his lips, although this movement was very inconsistent with his face, Yan Che couldn't help but turn his face to the side to laugh: "fourth brother, I also found that Ah, those fruit tree saplings on our mountain have also grown taller and stronger. You said, it’s so cold, San’er asked us to water each fruit tree sapling. I was worried that the seedlings would be drowned. Looking at it now, instead..." Yan Guosheng was shocked when he said this, and looked at Yan Che excitedly: "San'er, you, you, tell me, is it because we water the seedlings every day... , so... ah, yes, I saw you pouring water into the sprayer this morning, yes, didn't you..."

Yan Guoqiang panicked, and quickly stood up: "Uncle, what are you talking about?"

"Hey, fourth brother, don't worry, I really saw San'er pouring water into the spray tank." Yan Guosheng pulled Yan Guoqiang down, looked at Yan Che and asked, "San'er, tell me, is it so? It's up."

Yan Che was stunned. He really didn't expect Yan Guosheng to see his little actions. Then he thought about it, took a look at Yan Guoqiang, saw the panic in his old father's eyes, and couldn't bear it: "Uncle Guosheng, you , Sit down first, and I will speak slowly."

After listening to Yan Che's words, after Yan Guosheng sat down, Yan Che told Yan Guosheng what he had said to Yan Guoqiang earlier.

After Yan Guosheng heard it, he patted his big palm like a cattail leaf fan and laughed: "I knew it, I knew it. The old orange tree and the scary big radish in your house were made by San'er. ?!"

Yan Che was startled.

"I thought it was a bit strange at the beginning. It didn't happen when San'er didn't come back. After San'er came back, all these strange things happened. It turned out that San'er came back with high-tech technology!" Yan Guosheng raised his hand. The enamel pot with a big head took a sip of hot tea: "Good thing, this is a good thing. No wonder San'er has to spend so much money to make mountain buns. Fourth brother, I think San'er got the treasure."

Yan Guoqiang was not as happy as Yan Guosheng, instead he took the big enamel jar from Yan Guosheng's hand with a frown, and took a sip of hot tea: "Uncle, I think, don't talk about it. "

Yan Guosheng let out an "ah" and looked at Yan Guoqiang puzzled: "Why?"

Yan Guoqiang looked at Yan Che, Yan Che nodded: "Uncle Guosheng, I... the technology in my hand, um..."

Putting the large enamel vat in the middle of the table, Yan Guoqiang sighed: "Uncle, don't even think about it. San'er must have suffered from him when he brought such technology back. You...hey, just remember not to say it. good."

Seeing the expressions of the father and son, Yan Guosheng misunderstood... So he nodded fiercely: "San'er, don't worry, uncle is not such a stupid person. How can someone snatch away the technology we invented by ourselves?" Don’t worry, uncle won’t tell, your sister, no, even your aunt won’t tell, let him rot to the stomach and won’t tell anyone.”

Yan Che was stunned. Seeing Yan Guoqiang nodding his head in approval, Yan Che knew—he had completely misunderstood this uncle.

After thinking about it, Yan Che regained his composure. Why is this "beautiful misunderstanding" wrong?

Therefore, Yan Che was silent, and said the plan he had made when he was digging the pond: "Uncle Guosheng, since you know, San'er doesn't care about it. San'er's meaning is very simple. Holding such... er, technology, what San'er wants to say is: Don't go out and run so hard to do mud and water work for others, and you can stay and help me take care of the fruit trees on the mountain."

After speaking, Yan Che looked at Yan Guosheng and the struggle on his face.

The hall was silent for a long time, Yan Guosheng, who had struggled for a long time, breathed out a foul breath, sighed, and said, "San'er, you can talk about this, it's not bad, it's just you...or I'll come over when I'm free Help you?" Yan Guosheng feels that no matter how good the technology is, it won't be able to produce results in a short while, right?You can't procrastinate and do nothing, right? !

Of course Yan Che knew what Yan Guosheng was thinking, and shook his head: "Uncle, I'm serious. Don't go out, and concentrate on helping me take care of this mountain fruit. You see, I don't know anything , I am not too young..."

Yan Guosheng also looked at Yan Guosheng with a serious expression: "Uncle, I think what the child said is reasonable, so you can help me."

Looking at Yan Che, then at Yan Guoqiang, Yan Guosheng frowned in a rare way: "San'er, are you sure this can make money? Won't you lose money like those people?"

Hearing Yan Guosheng's words, Yan Che heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Uncle, you can rest assured. How about this, after the fruit of this mountain bears fruit and is pulled out and sold, San'er will also share it with you. into shares."

As soon as Yan Che's words came out of his mouth, Yan Guosheng stood up abruptly, glaring at Yan Che with wide eyes: "San'er, who do you think your uncle is?"

……

Yan Guosheng's sudden anger made Yan Che bewildered.

It took a while to recover, and he hurriedly pressed Yan Guosheng: "Uncle, don't be angry, don't be angry, wait until I say it's done?"

Now Yan Guosheng didn't buy Yan Che's account anymore, he continued to stare at Yan Che while panting heavily.

Yan Che had no choice but to look at Yan Guoqiang begging for help: "Hey——"

Yan Guoqiang nodded, pointed to the bench and said to Yan Guosheng: "Uncle, sit down first, you are scaring the child."

Seeing that although Yan Guosheng was still groaning, but actually sat down, Yan Guoqiang said again: "What are you in a hurry? Can't you finish listening to the child?"

"Hmph." Yan Guosheng gave Yan Che a gouged look: "Then hurry up and say it. You think your uncle is the master who is greedy for your money? Your uncle still has strength and can earn money by himself!"

Yan Che smiled wryly: "Uncle, you misunderstood."

After a lot of painstaking explanation and reassurance, Yan Che finally let Yan Guosheng understand why he wanted to share with him.

"San'er, do you mean that I can share my shares without paying any money?" Yan Guosheng was stunned: "Is this the case in the city now?"

Yan Che nodded: "Well, people in the city call this technology stocks."

Yan Guosheng suddenly realized, and grinned his yellow teeth: "Fourth brother, that's okay, I'll take advantage of Saner's benefits, I'll get into this skill... skill..."

"Technology stocks." Yan Guoqiang reminded.

"Hey, yes, technology stocks." Yan Guosheng patted his legs cheerfully: "Well, I will hand over the fruit trees on this mountain to my uncle from now on."

Yan Guoqiang was unhappy now: "Then what should I do?"

"Uh……"

"..."

The climate in the south is significantly warmer than in the north.

In January, Yanjiawan had its first snow, and it was only a thin layer of snow that was less than a finger thick and melted as soon as it touched the ground.

The bamboo building is fully inhabitable.

So Yan Guoqiang tidied up the belongings in the old house, listened to his son, and moved into the bamboo house at the foot of Wuxu Mountain.

No, early in the morning, Yan Guoqiang was twisting up a big broom made of dried bamboo branches, and was dusting off the snow that fell on the fence in the courtyard.

Far below, seeing Yan Guosheng walking towards here with his hands behind his back, Yan Guoqiang put down his broom: "Uncle, you really are running up the mountain in such a cold day!"

"It's not cold, it's not cold, just walk around and you'll get warm." Yan Guosheng came back from a tour of the mountain excitedly. Since Yan Che's "technical stock" was assigned to him, he completely regarded Wuxu Mountain as his own business , more active than Yan Guoqiang every day.

Yan Guoqiang chuckled and called Yan Guosheng into the house.

"San'er not up yet?" Yan Guosheng stomped his feet at the door and asked immediately.

"Wow, I woke up early and I'm making trouble." Yan Guoqiang handed Yan Guosheng a large enamel pot of hot tea to Yan Guosheng, and pointed to the small room on the side of the courtyard: "I said I want to go to Pingliang Mountain to dig orchid grass, tsk, this It's not too cold, my child."

"Huh? Digging bluegrass? What are you doing there?" Yan Guosheng was puzzled.

"It doesn't mean that the yard is empty. We have so many flowers and plants on Pingliang Mountain? San'er said to go up and look for it, dig some and plant them to look good, maybe we can dig out a few orchids." Yan Guoqiang was also very helpless, but his son What he said must make sense, and he didn't object much.

Yan Guosheng was also happy now: "Fourth brother, don't tell me, San'er has read more books and has more ideas than us, so you can let him torment!"

Yan Guoqiang nodded, and the two brothers turned their heads to chat about the fruit trees on the mountain.

But no, fruit saplings that used to be as thin as a finger and less than two meters high are now generally as thick as a thin rolling pin and nearly three meters high.

Of the [-] fruit tree saplings bought back from the Agricultural Science Station, even though they were planted in the severe winter, none of them withered or froze to death, and all of them survived.

Especially the ten or so peach tree saplings next to the thatched pavilion on the top of the mountain named by Yan Che as the Tiaoyuan Pavilion. Because of Yan Che's frequent watering, they are already as thick as a baby's arm, and they have grown to a height of three or four meters. A few flower buds the size of rice grains faintly emerged from the dark brown branches.

Yan Guosheng thought about it. It is estimated that in a few days, the weather will be warmer and more millet grains will grow.Wait for the spring to bloom, and clusters of pink peach blossoms will bloom on the top of the mountain.

Now Yan Guosheng is completely convinced of the "magic potion" prepared by Yan Che's "high-tech technology", and Zhang Chaoying is so excited to see the fruit trees in Gu Wuxu Mountain that he has a small complaint-"Why didn't you see those fruit trees?" Shangxin? You are ready to live with the fruit trees on Gouer Mountain!"