After passing by more than half of the village, Wen Xu found that several families had no doors, so he asked, "Brother Fifth, have these families gone out?"

"I moved away. Now I don't even have half left before. Many of them go out to work, and they move their families away if they have done well. In the past, we have 100 families of all sizes, but now there are only less than 40 families left..." Wen Shiqing said.

"Have you moved to Guangsong's house, right?" Wen Xu asked.

Guangsong and Wenxu are not much the same age as they are seven years older than Wenxu. Although they are of different ages, they often eat and drink at Wenxu's house when they were young, so the old house of Wenxu's house was entrusted to Guangsong and Guangsong's wife.

"The Guangsong family has not moved, but now his mother-in-law is the only one who takes care of the children here. The couple both went out to work and earn money." Wen Shiqing said and arrived at his doorstep.

"Or Shixu, you can live in our house tonight. I haven't lived in the old house for so many years, and I don't know if I can live there anymore," Wen Shiqing said inviting.

Wen Xu said, "I'll go back and take a look first. If I can't live, I'll bother you, Brother Wu!"

After saying that, Wen Xu and Wen Shiqing greeted him, carried his gift, carried his big backpack, and then continued to walk along the path in memory based on the impression, walked across a small stone bridge, and reached the end of the village, and there was more than 300 meters away from the end of the village. Why is it so far? Because that place was originally a livestock shed in the village. Didn’t it be a commune before, and later it was distributed to Wen Xu’s grandfather. Later, Wen Xu’s father made some money and pushed down the old mud house and built a brick house.

When we arrived at the end of the village, Wen Xu walked gently to the door.

"Woof, woof!" Before Wen Xu could speak, the dog in the yard immediately barked wildly.

Soon there was a sound of someone pushing the door in the yard and he asked loudly: "Who is it!"

"I am Wenxu!" Thinking of this man who is Guangsong's mother-in-law, Wenxu explained: "I'm from the old house on the slope, I'll come back to see it today."

"Oh, it's that Wen..." The old lady thought for a while but couldn't remember Wen Xu's name.

"Warm!"

"Yes, Wenxu, come back, I'll get you the key." The old lady went back to the room and took the key to the door.

"This is what I brought to you!" Wen Xu brought the most gifts to Guangsong's family. After all, they helped him look at the old house and did not collect money. This little gift also means Wen Xu. At this time, it was not only those placed in the car, but also Wen Xu placed in the space, a bunch of big and small.

"How is this good?" The one who opened the door was an old lady in her sixties, with a kind-eyed and kind body that looked very strong.

The old lady was kind, but soon a little head stretched out from under the boss's arm, staring at the colored bear in the pile of Wen Xu's gifts, and shouted: "Big Bear!"

"Yuanbo, it's so big in a blink of an eye." Wen Xu saw this little kid last time, he was still sucking breasts. Now if he hadn't passed by at the door of his house, he wouldn't have known each other.

"You are Uncle Xu, right?" Xiao Wazi asked immediately without admitting her.

"Do you know me?"

Xiao Yuanbo said: "We have photos of you at home, and you said that the only one on the slope is left on the slope now, and there is no other person in addition to you..."

Before he finished speaking, the old lady slapped her grandson on the head: "Can a child speak?"

"It's okay!" Wen Xu smiled. The child was telling the truth. Now his family is alone, so he put the gift directly at the door: "It's too late, I won't go in. Come here tomorrow morning to say hello to you. Now I'll go back first."

The old lady said, "Although I help dry a quilt, clean it from time to time, but I haven't lived in the house for many years. Why don't you stay at home tonight! I'll clean up the house for you tomorrow before going back! Besides, there are still some food dried in our house in the old house now."

"It's okay, I'll do it if I have a quilt." Wen Xu waved to the old lady after hearing this, and walked towards his old house with the key.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the road shining is full of silver. When we arrived at the door of the old house, Wen Xu tried to open the courtyard door with the key. It seemed that the old lady was coming more diligently. With a click, the lock was opened!

Wen Xu pushed open the door and saw a silver-white moonlight shining in his small courtyard. An old jujube tree planted in the center of the courtyard is now only bare branches. Compared with the old jujube tree in the impression, it seems that even the branches are far worse than the branches. The shadows of the trees cast in the courtyard have an indescribable loneliness.

Turning around and gently closing the yard gate, Wen Xu came to the old jujube tree, reaching out and gently stroking its rough old tree bark, which was still a little rough as before.

According to my grandfather, this old jujube tree was planted by my grandfather when he was young. It has been almost two hundred years since then. The trunk needs a half adult to hug it, but it has not yet been born. In Wen Xu's memory, I have never seen this old jujube tree hanging on its fruit.

The old people all say that it was because of the destiny of descendants that the old jujube trees planted by their ancestors refused to bear fruit for their descendants to eat. The reason was that the old jujube trees were originally planted in the yard of the ancestral hall. After liberation, everyone knew that in the crazy era, smashing ancient temples to tear down old objects was called destroying the four olds! The whole society was so destructive that it was so destructive that even Emperor Wanli's corpse was dragged out of the underground palace and burned down after criticism. What's more, a small Wen family ancestral hall?

The Wen family ancestral hall that has existed since the Ming Dynasty turned into nothing in the fire of the Red Guards, leaving only this old jujube tree. From then on, the old people said that these people who burned the ancestral hall were hurting Yinde, so the old jujube tree never had a single fruit hanging again.

Wen Xu didn’t know whether this was the case. As for whether the old jujube tree did not bear fruit after the ancestral hall was destroyed, Wen Xu didn’t know. Anyway, the old man in the village said that, and Wen Xu, who was wearing open-crotch pants, listened so much.

There are many memories about the old jujube tree. The deepest thing is that one night, Wen Xu was sleeping well and was pulled out of the quilt and pulled into the yard. Under the old jujube tree, a large number of people surrounded him. Soon someone put a white hat on his head, and then someone stuffed a stick made of reeds, wrapped in white paper, and some white paper was cut out. Wen Xu knew what this thing was: a mourning stick!

When Wen Xu went out with it, he followed the instructions of the adults and waited to see the black and white photos of his parents being put in the frame. Wen Xu knew what was happening.

The second time was when my grandfather passed away. At that time, I had been in high school and could become a family. With the help of my uncles, uncles, peers and nephews, I quietly sent my grandfather to the last journey. My grandfather's black coffin was transported out of the main hall and passed through the old jujube tree, just like my parents back then.

It can be said that this jujube tree has witnessed the joys and sorrows of warming for more than 20 years.

He gently patted the old jujube tree. Wen Xu raised his foot to the door of the main hall, took out a flashlight from the space, opened the door, and found that it was not locked, so he pushed open the door directly. He heard a creaking sound, and the door post rubbed in the stone door post, and the black main hall appeared in front of Wen Xu.

He took the flashlight and shone it on the top of his head, and soon found the light switch rope.

Children living in the city probably have never seen such a switch. A plastic rope is pulled out from a round black plastic box. Once you pull it, you open it and then close it!

With a gentle pull, the light in the main hall lit up, saying it was lit up, but Wen Hu still couldn't adapt, because the brightness of the lamp was not much better than that of the candle, and it flashed from time to time.

This is not haunted, but the voltage in the village is unstable. Besides, it is my own old house. Even if it is haunted, Wen Xu is not afraid. He has been a single seedling since the generation of Taizu, and has been passed down for five generations. If the ancestors kill him, who will spread their branches and leaves for them?

After walking around the main hall, I saw that there were indeed many plaques in the main hall. The plaques were made of round bamboo-woven shallow huge baskets for drying food. I looked at the things drying in the plaque and found that they were white dried sweet potatoes. Wen Xu touched a piece of dried sweet potatoes, gently broke a piece with his hand and put it in his mouth, and slowly started chewing them.

It tastes like a child! It's a bit hard, but after chewing it, it's a little sweet. It's not only sweet but also a little dry.

This thing is made by cutting the sweet potatoes into pieces and drying them. In the countryside, when they cook porridge, they would put some in the rice. It would not be easy to make them full if they drink porridge alone. Even if they are temporarily full, they will be sucked in a few urination and then emptied, and then their stomachs will be empty. So farmers used this thing to deceive their stomachs into fullness.

Facing the door of the main hall is a large table placed against the wall, which is more than 50 centimeters long. This thing is not for food or something. This thing is for placing things. Now there are a pair of inferior vases on the table. A feather duster and a quilt are inserted in one vase. A few glass frames are hung on the wall on the table, and there are photos of Wen Xu's family, all from the great master who has no teeth to

Wen Xu was sitting on the bench with little Dingding exposed. Small black and white photos recorded the family. Several large photo frames next to it were family photos. One was the grandfather holding Wen Xu, with grandpa and grandma sitting next to it, and the other was Wen Xu sitting on his grandfather's lap. Behind him were the two parents, and the other was the group photo of the grandfather's grandfather standing under the old jujube tree when he was young.

Wen Xu stretched out his hand and gently wiped the frame. Seeing some dust on it, Yu Shi picked up a feather duster and gently swept it on the frame. After thinking about it, he took off all the frames, found water and towels to wipe the frames and wipe them again and again, and then carefully placed them in the space.

I looked at several rooms and found that the general arrangement was no different from when I left. It was just that because I hadn't lived in a long time, there were a lot of cracks on the wall, and some parts of the original white ash on the wall were also peeled off, revealing the bricks inside. On the four-legged box rack, there were several old wooden boxes. The copper water swept on the inferior iron sheet had been peeled off, and the keyhole on the above had been rusted. Fortunately, the box was not locked, so it gently lifted the box and opened it.

There were several quilts inside. When I opened the other box, there were two big red quilts. The red quilts were embroidered with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes. This was the wedding quilt prepared for me when my grandfather was dying. It was said that it was spread on the bed on the day of marriage. When I came back last time, Wen Xu brought the vacuum bag and kept the two quilts like this. The third box had nothing except a small box that occupied half of the box. The box was locked. Wen Xu took out the keys on his body and opened the box. It was filled with gadgets. It was Wen Xu's childhood stuff, such as balls, paper squares, and small pistols. He held them one by one in his hand and was full of memories.

I touched and looked around in the old house. When Wen Xu spread out the quilt and lay on the bed, it was already midnight. I lay in my childhood room and slept in the bed where I had been sleeping for more than ten years. Wen Xu couldn't sleep, and he opened his eyes and his hands behind his head, looking at the dark beam top.
Chapter completed!