Like a swallow returning to its nest

After sleeping until she woke up naturally, Fang Jian took out her phone to check the time, and it was only seven o'clock in the morning. Xiao Lai woke up early, and was sticking her buttocks against the crack of the curtain to look outside, "The sun will rise today, let's go to the mountains to play."

At this point, Jiang Jianjun had already come back from a walk around the mountain. Fang Jian washed her face and went downstairs. She was about to walk through the living room to the yard to exercise her limbs. Jiang Jianjun walked out of the kitchen and walked straight to her. Fang Jian immediately stood up, respectful , "Morning uncle."

He nodded and tugged at one pocket with a sullen face. Fang Jian immediately cupped his hands to pick it up. The serious, dark middle-aged man grabbed a handful of oooh toffee from his left pocket, and a handful of kiss burnt from his right pocket. , and walked away expressionlessly after filling her palms.

Fang Jian opened her mouth wide, stood there for a few seconds, and returned to the upstairs room with the pile of snacks, her eyes sparkling, "Look, Xiao Lai, your father gave it to me!"

Xiao Lai was making the bed, and looked back, "I'll eat it for you."

"Why did he give me this? Did he buy it specially?" Fang Jian put the pile of snacks on the desk, propping the table with both hands, thoughtful.

Xiao Lai asked her, "What are you going to do?"

She put the pile of snacks into teams of two, put them in the desk drawer, told Xiao Lai, and also told herself, "Eat a little a day, eat slowly."

Xiao Lai said, "Go shopping after eating."

Fang Jian said different, different, do you understand?Xiao Lai made a perfunctory "Oh oh" and let her go.

Breakfast is hand-rolled noodles made by Jiang Jianjun. When it is half-cooked, throw a handful of small green vegetables picked in the yard, boil them, pick them up, put seasonings, pour a layer of meat whistle, scoop two scoops of peppers, and grab a handful of chopped green onions , Mix well and nest a lard fried egg on the surface.

During the meal, the three of them dispersed. Jiang Jianjun squatted at the door with a noodle bowl, Xiao Lai put the bowl on his knees, squatted on the ground with his back against the sofa, and stared at the TV without blinking. Only Fang Jian sat neatly. moment.

Halfway through eating the noodles, Fang Jian slid to the ground and squatted shoulder to shoulder with her, imitating her to put the bottom of the bowl on her knees, and giggled "hehe".

After the meal was finished, Fang Jian consciously went to wash the dishes, but Jiang Jianjun didn't show any courtesy to her, and walked up the mountain after saying hello.Xiao Lai picked up the basket, which was filled with tongs, water and potatoes, and took Fang Jian up the mountain.

It was sunny after the rain, the sun was white and bright, the sky was blue and cloudless, and the field of vision was extremely far away. The weather in the south was very warm as soon as the sun came out.

The trees are withered and dormant, the pines and cypresses are evergreen, and the weeds wither and pop up again at any time. In the distance, you can see a large area of ​​green, but when you walk in, there is no sporadic green.

There was a thick aroma of plants in the mountains, and there was no talking all the way, only the sound of each other's heavy breathing, walking footsteps, and the rustling sound of the wind gently shaking the mountains and forests.

There is also a concrete road to the farm. Dogs and horses are kept on the farm. In addition to patrolling the mountains with Dad Jiang, the hounds are also responsible for protecting the poultry on the farm and fighting wits with the wild animals in the mountains. Here, occasionally helping to carry a load of goods.

The dog followed Jiang Jianjun to patrol the mountains. Fang Jian only saw Baozhu and Amber. The breed is a local pony. It is not tall, has good stamina, and is good at walking on steep mountain roads.

Amber is still a juvenile pony under the age of three, with a lively temper. Xiao Lai hasn't come back for a long time. It probably doesn't remember her, and it doesn't respond to a few barks.

Mother Baozhu is much more stable, with big melancholic and gentle eyes unique to horses. She jolted over in small steps, stretched her neck, and lowered her head meekly, allowing them to touch her and talk to her. .Anyway, human beings like to talk to themselves, and the mature and sophisticated mother Amber is very patient.

Uncle Zhang from the farm greeted them, put down his pipe, took a pair of saddles and came over to put the horse on. Little Riley got on the horse, and Fang Jian also sat on the horse with the help of Uncle Zhang.

To be on the safe side, she only walked around the farm twice. Fang Jian hugged Xiao Lai's waist, watching her skillfully manipulate the reins, her body up and down, and her butt began to hurt after a while.

After getting off the horse, Xiao Lai asked Uncle Zhang for a piece of bean cake to feed it. Amber came up to him at this time, and while it was eating bean cake with its head down, Fang Jian seized the time to touch it twice.

Leaving the farm, continue to walk into the mountains, pass through a large wild pine forest, and climb two more mountains to reach Dad Jiang’s cabin. In the foothills sheltered from the wind, there are simple wooden fences around, and a white movable board room inside. Room, a main house with a pure wooden structure, the outer wall is painted with red paint and has a fire prevention slogan.

Next to it was a half-person-high and nearly two-meter-long big dog house. Fang Jian bent down to look curiously, and suddenly a long yellow guy jumped out of it. Look out, small face, round ears, black eyes, furry.

"Weasel, very common." Xiao Lai kicked in the air, and it fled quickly with its tail drooping. It stood on a big stone in the fence, straightened its upper body, and looked at them with its front paws on the stone like a human being.

"Xiao Huang!" Fang Jian waved at it, and it turned around and fled into the forest.

Before arriving at the orchard, I met a few wild chestnut trees. Taoyang has a relatively high terrain, and the chestnuts in the mountains mature late. When the ripe wild chestnuts fall to the ground, I step on the soles of my shoes and roll them around twice. I squeeze hard towards the opening, and the dark brown chestnuts roll When you come out, you don't need to bend down, the tongs will be in the basket.

Picking up enough for the three of them, they continued to head towards the orchard. The peaches and plums had all withered leaves. The citrus and oranges had been picked for two rounds, and there were not many left. fruit.

After picking half a basket and eating while walking, they started a competition to spit out the seeds to see who spit farthest and tallest. Xiao Lai kept losing, and every time she lost, she walked a distance behind her back, and said stubbornly, "I just let you.

When the sun rose above his head, Xiao Lai found a piece of rocky land without grass, picked up branches to build a firewood pile, and threw potatoes and chestnuts into it when the fire was hot.

During this period, she kept looking around nervously. Fang Jian asked her what she was doing, and Xiao Lai said, "I don't know if my dad is around. He doesn't allow me to bake things on the mountain. My brother and I have been carrying He roasted it secretly, but don't worry, this rocky land is safe, and there is no wind, not a single spark can fly out."

"What will your father do when he finds out?" Fang Jian asked.

Xiao Lai said: "You will be beaten and your ears will be pulled, because your ears don't have a long memory."

Fang Jian hesitated: "Then let's not bake it."

Xiao Lai didn't care, "Don't you want to eat baked potatoes and roasted chestnuts? If my ears are pulled, it's all because of you."

Fang Jian: "...Obviously you want to eat it yourself!"

"I'm taking you to eat! Open your eyes to you, the rich lady who came from the city!"

"Then I really thank you."

The firewood was half-wet, and a thick smoke wafted out, and the stones around the fire were all burnt black. When the smoke was about the same, the fire burned violently, and the flames were translucent under the sun.

Fang Jian stared at this novelty flame very ignorantly, this is just the beginning, there are many novelties waiting for her behind, spring flowers and autumn fruits, sunshine, frost, rain and snow, by the small river, in the forest , in the shade...

Jiang Xiaolai took her to experience the complete experience that a child should really experience in childhood after adulthood.Including being beaten.

When the pyre is burned out, the scorched potatoes and chestnuts are pulled out from the coals of the fire. The chestnuts are all burnt and burst, and the peeled nuts are full of white gas. The potatoes are beaten with a stick to remove the black skin, etc. It was so cold that it was almost picked up to eat, and the mouth was full of the strong aroma of starch, and the ten fingers of the two of them and the outer circle of the lips were black.

In the middle of eating, Xiao Lai suddenly straightened his upper body, "My dad is here!"

Fang Jian looked around in a daze, "No."

"I heard the dog barking!" She quickly picked up a few uneaten black potatoes on the ground, picked up the basket and ran away, Fang Jian didn't understand, so she ran with her, and heard Jiang's father yelling on the top of the mountain, "Jiang Lai!"

His voice was fierce, like an angry lion.

They ran hand in hand on the mountain road, and every time the soles of their feet landed, there was a tingling pain. Oranges, chestnuts, and potatoes fell out of the baskets and rolled quickly along the mountain.

Shouting and screaming, the wind blows towards my face, rubbing the golden sun on my face, my body soars into the air, and I feel that wings are about to grow on my back, and I immediately fly up by the wind.

It's a free bird!

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The author has something to say:

Tomorrow's update will be released in advance, and the day after tomorrow, that is, Thursday will start to update the extras (my wrist hurts a bit, let me take a break), this extras has a lot of content.

Chun Xin didn't write a special episode in that book, so there is really nothing to write. I have finished writing what needs to be written, and any more will destroy the beauty of the ending.

Shangri-La means "the sun and the moon in the heart" in Tibetan, and Baidu's Chinese interpretation is: an imaginary, remote paradise on earth.

——Everyone has an unreachable Shangri-La in their hearts.

And in this book, there are many untold stories.

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