"Xiaoyong, eat fish, the aunt specially made it for you. She has been stewed in a large iron pot for more than an hour. Hurry up and eat it while it's hot."

"Well, aunt, you can eat too. I can reach it. Just come by yourself."

"Come on, Xiaoyong drinks a bite of beer. Your kid is OK, you have practiced it."

"You two men and I drink less and eat more vegetables. Xiaoyong, eat quickly, it will be less delicious when it is cold."

The aunt learned that Wang Yong was coming back last night, but she prepared a lot of delicious food, which were all Wang Yong's favorites. There was a big grass carp stewed in a large iron pot at home, a soft and domestic chicken stuffed in a pressure cooker, a beef stewed with potatoes, a boiled shrimp, and a potato, beans, and pumpkin stewed. The five dishes were all Wang Yong's favorites before, and they were filled with small pots. The uncle and aunt kept picking up food for Wang Yong into the bowl, and the bowl was full in a while. So the old couple urged Wang Yong to eat it quickly. Before he could finish it, the bowl was full again, for fear that Wang Yong would not be able to eat enough. Wang Yong would not be able to walk at the end of this meal.

After dinner, the aunt cleaned up the dishes, Wang Dahai and Wang Yong made their stomachs back to the tea table, brewed a pot of tea and started chatting.

"Uncle, can people still live in the old house?" Wang Yong asked.

"What's wrong? You want to live there? You can live in Uncle. It's not that there is no place for you to live." Wang Dahai drank some wine and his voice was a little loud.

"Why do you want to live in an old house? There will be no one living in that house for many years? Let's live in an old house! Besides, the old house is a bit biased. If you are alone, your uncle and I are not at ease." The old lady walked in and said to Wang Yong.

"Uncle, aunt. What are you afraid of when I am so adult? There is an orchard behind our old house. In the future, I will build the greenhouse there and live there for easy viewing. Fang Zheng has to go there sooner or later, and clean up the old house as soon as possible. If it really doesn't work, I will push it down and rebuild it."

"That's not necessary. Our old house was built when your father got married in 1980s after the earthquake. Although it was a little old, it used good things and was absolutely solid. There was no problem living for another twenty or thirty years. However, the old house has not been living in for many years, so it would definitely not be possible without decoration. If you insist on living there, your uncle will renovate it for you. At most, it will be done after half a month. During this period, you will be honest with your uncle." Wang Dahai said to Wang Yong without refuting.

"It's true, but I have to pay the money myself." Seeing that the uncle and aunt were about to refute, Wang Yong hurriedly said, "Uncle, aunt, I really don't lack money, don't worry. If you say that buying a house in the city may not be that much, but I can still take out the money to build five rooms in the village. That's it, I'll go to the old house first."

"Hey, why do you still have such a temper for so many years? I am your uncle, not someone else. I really can't do anything to you. Let's take a break first, and I'll accompany you together." The uncle said helplessly. After drinking tea, the three of them asked about Wang Yong's situation. It was about three o'clock that the aunt saw that it was not so hot outside. The aunt let Wang Yong go to see the old house. Uncle Wang Dahai also followed suit to see what materials needed to prepare, so that he could quickly prepare it for his nephew.

The old house of Wang Yong's family is behind the village, facing north and south, built at the foot of the mountain. When Wang Dahai got married, his grandfather Wang Yong built a new house for him in the village, and the old house was given to Wang Yong's father. The so-called old house is built by the old man in the 1980s himself. Wang Yong lived in the old house since he was a child and did not leave this until he went to the provincial capital to go to college. In a flash, several years have passed. No one has lived in the house for several years, and the house has gradually become abandoned, with weeds growing inside and outside the courtyard.

The house is made of brick and wood, the beams are the best pine wood, and even the rafters are also pine wood. The house is made of local bluestone, and the foundation is one meter higher than the ground, so it seems that the house is much taller than ordinary people in the village. This is to prevent the house from flooding in summer. The wall of more than two meters high made of bluestone encloses the entire yard tightly. There are five houses, and there is a side house on the west side. There are two lush cherry trees on the east side of the yard, which are quite conspicuous among the weeds. There are three grapes in the middle.

The seedlings were covered with racks of grapes, and bunches of grapes had turned black and purple. Wang Yong walked over and gently pulled one down and put it in his mouth. It was so sweet! Wang Yong would remember the scene when his family was eating grapes under the grape trellis before his parents had an accident. It seemed that he saw his father cutting out the biggest and sweetest grapes with scissors. He turned around and waved to Wang Yong, as if he was telling the two brothers that they should come over and eat grapes, so come and continue. A tear fell quietly along Wang Yong's cheeks and fell into the grass. It has been ten years since the two brothers and their parents were separated from their yin and yang.

"The cherries and grapes in this yard are spiritual! No one cares or asks about it, but they bear a little fruit every year, and they are much sweeter than others' homes." Uncle's voice came from behind Wang Yong.

Wang Yong stabilized his mood and said, "Uncle, I'll ask you about the decoration of this house. You can do it like this." Opening the lock hanging on the door, Wang Yong pushed open the door and walked into the home that he had been away from for many years. Looking at this strange and familiar everything, scenes of the past appeared in front of him again. The whole family had dinner together, the whole family was lying on the kang watching TV, and the whole family chatted and talked together... Father, mother, Wang Yong, younger brother Wang Liang, a home composed of four people.

Wang Yong was immersed in his memories and slowly woke up. The real days made him bury his thoughts deeply in his heart. He shook his spirits and opened the back door. There was a mountain outside, and his orchard was here. The whole mountain behind the orchard was very large was Wang Yong's family. This orchard was built when Wang Yong's father was there, but at that time, the water was short of water, and the fruit trees did not grow well, and they could not bear a few fruits. Later, after building a water cellar and solving the problem of water, he could sell some money to subsidize the household. Now there are about 30 apricot trees, more than 20 peach trees, more than 50 jujube trees, more than 30 apple trees, and scattered cherries, pear trees, persimmon trees, walnuts, and chestnut trees.

Hawthorn trees, pomegranates... Almost all common fruit trees in the north can be found here. In recent years, there will definitely be a lot of them dead because no one takes care of them. Some of the best-selling new varieties are added. The trees are covered with weeds that are more than one meter tall, and all kinds of wild flowers are blooming. There is no bee or butterfly stopping on the flowers, and all kinds of bird calls are filled with the ears. This is a magpies, that is a domestic bird (sparrow), that is cuckoo, and that is also a woodpecker, this is a sequel, a grey horse stool... It is a paradise for birds. The sultry weather is tightly blocked by the mountains and the woods. Only cicadas coming from time to time remind Wang Yong that it is in the hot summer.

Wang Yong walked aside for more than ten meters, and a canal appeared in front of him. This was built by the family that had worked hard to bring down the mountain spring water from the mountain. It passed through the entire orchard from the source halfway up the mountain, bypassed Wang Yong's house, and merged into the creek in the village. The canal was only half a meter deep and not half a meter wide, and the children could also step by step. There were three small natural stone pits in the three places passing through the orchard, the largest one was only one acre, which was transformed into a reservoir to store water, and there were also many wild fish and shrimps. Here, Wang Yong's happiest childhood was left. Going up the mountain to pick fruits, go to the canal to catch fish and shrimp, dig wild vegetables, and pick mushrooms... The skewers all over the mountains and sprinkle cheerful laughter in every corner of the mountains.

"Wow——" A crucian carp, long slap, penetrated out of the water, bit the old white (a big grasshopper) who was parked on a dog tail grass by the water, and then fell back to the water surface, causing a wave.

Wang Yong was in high spirits and walked to the canal a few steps, bent down, and saw the crucian carp that was swallowing food. He slowly raised his right hand, and suddenly picked up his right hand, and suddenly a crucian carp flew to the shore with the splashes. He kept using his trick - the carp thrust and kept thrusting towards the water on the shore. Before he could thrust into the water, Wang Yong tucked his hands, then put one finger into the fish gills and lifted it. No matter how it swayed, he could not escape Wang Yong's palm. Wang Yong has loved eating fish since he was a child, and he couldn't eat enough. Fortunately, he leaned against the mountains. Although there were no big fish, there were still quite a lot of crucian carp with more than one pound of grass carp, and there were also carp, catfish, and various small fish... Since the age of four or five, Wang Yong often went to the stream by himself or caught a few fish in his own pond, and went home to let his mother do it for him.

Eat it by himself. Gradually, Wang Yong's ability to catch fish with one hand became famous in the village, and Wang Yong's habit of loving fish was also famous. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't eat fish for a day. This problem was not until he went to college, and because of his life, he had no money to buy fish every day. Now he returned to his hometown and saw this lively wild fish. Although he had just eaten a whole fish made by the aunt, he thought that he could eat fish every day in the future, and the saliva could not help but vent his mouth. So, when Wang Dahai came out of the old house to find Wang Yong, he saw Wang Yong lying beside the canal. With a wave of his hand, a fish was caught in his hand or flew to the shore. A willow branch that was more than one meter long was covered with fish as big as a palm, and there was a pile of river shrimps about a pound next to it, surrounded by a fence made of branches made of Wang Yong.

"You boy's habit of eating fish has not been changed. You just ate it at noon, and you want to eat it again?"

"Uncle, am I idle and try how much more fishing skills are left?" Wang Yong said to Uncle a little embarrassedly.
Chapter completed!