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Volume 7 Endless Longing Chapter 116

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    It was already the morning of the next day when Fugui set foot on his way home.  -

    The dilapidated minibus made a dull noise and bumped along the rugged mountain road.  There were many people on the bus, which may be related to the fact that this bus is the only bus on this road.  But Fugui still feels very happy. After all, he doesn't have to rent a car to go home, so he can save some money.  But when he got on the bus, the driver told him that he could only sit halfway in the car. The road there was not yet open to traffic, and he had to walk more than ten kilometers to get home.  -

    The window glass at the back was broken, and it was covered with a worn-out newspaper. Rolling dust kept getting in through the cracks, flying in the messy carriage, and then falling on the bustling passengers.  -

    Fugui frowned and patted the dust on his body gently.  He sat close to the car window so that he could see the familiar scenery outside through the car window.  -

    The sky was overcast, and it seemed like it was going to rain.  -

    In the gasping sound of the broken car, he finally reached the fork in the road to go home. Fugui jumped out of the car with his suitcase, and the old minibus emitted a puff of smoke, leaving him alone on the road and drove away.  .  -

    Fugui took out a towel and wiped his face, took a short rest, and then set foot on the rugged and quiet mountain road with his suitcase.  Looking at the scenery that had fallen into his dreams countless times, he suddenly felt a sense of intimacy from the bottom of his heart.  He took a deep breath of the fresh air. The trees on the roadside were already green with green leaves. The grass on the roadside and the wild flowers all over the mountain could smell a refreshing fragrance from a distance.  The dewdrops flashing on the grass tips are like crystal pearls, seeming to welcome people who have been away for a long time.  -

    Walking on the familiar mountain road, Fugui looked at the lush green cypresses and other trees on the mountainside that were facing the wind and snow, with green leaves covering the sky.  The green all over the mountain shows different colors and levels, tender green, emerald green, green Depending on the altitude of the mountain, flowers bloom layer by layer, trees turn green layer by layer, and the fields in the distance are full of vitality.  .  -

    Fugui climbed two mountain ridges in one breath, and finally saw the smooth and clean boulder. Fugui put down his suitcase and stared at it for a long time. The boulder was lying quietly on the side of the road, as if he was also looking forward to his return.  -

    Seeing this boulder, Fugui's eyes were moist. He still remembered that when he first joined the army, Yanzi sat on this boulder and said goodbye to him reluctantly. Through her hair, Fugui could see her eyes that were red and swollen from crying;  The first time he visited relatives, Yanzi's pretty figure was standing next to this huge rock, waving her thin arms towards him who was gradually going away. Fugui didn't dare to turn around at that time. He was afraid to look back and see Yanzi's lonely figure and his own heavy steps.  You will lose the courage to move forward Seeing things and thinking about emotions, suddenly, the misty dreams and longings hidden in the bottom of my heart slowly settled in my heart, but inadvertently, they came to the bottom of my eyes again.  The figure that he had dreamed of thousands of times was deeply imprinted in his eyes, and kept reappearing.  -

    It¡¯s those bright eyes, that pretty figure, that have fallen into my dreams countless times, full of strings of sweet or sour thoughts.  -

    Fugui looked at it silently for a long time, until he felt itchy on his face, he wiped away the teardrops sliding down his face.  -

    Where is that pretty figure who once watched from afar?  In fact, Fugui felt a little disappointed since he returned to that county. The moment he jumped out of the car, he searched for familiar figures in the bustling crowd, but his eyes felt sour and he couldn't see Yanzi.  He stood there staring at the hurried figures of the passengers in a daze, and gave Yanzi countless reasons: maybe she didn't receive the letter, maybe she didn't have time, maybe -

    He blew the dust on the stone, sat down and took out the picture of Swallow. Swallow's smile was still as bright as before. He kissed it gently and seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance from Swallow's body.  -

    "Swallow, I'm back!" he murmured.  -

    Fugui wiped his sweat with a towel and carefully searched the mountains opposite. He knew that the swallow must be working on the mountains at this moment. It was spring, and she should be even busier.  However, with the gentle spring breeze, I could only vaguely see the small mountain village nestled among the green mountains and clear waters.  That was his hometown and the place he returned to in countless dreams.  -

    A large amount of water vapor accumulated in the steep valley slowly rose up, lingering on the mountainside, as white as fluff, and condensed into clouds. As the temperature increased, the clouds surged like ocean tides into the valley, forming thousands of white lines that floated around.  They gathered together to make the mountain village where he was born and raised look like a fairyland.  ¡ª¡ª

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    After returning home, Fugui pushed open the ajar door. He couldn't hold back the excitement of returning home, so he stood in the yard and shouted: "Mom, I'm back." -

    The yard was still the same, with farm tools piled up in a disorderly manner. Fugui eagerly opened the door, but there was still no one. He put down his suitcase andThe house was also very messy when he arrived. Fugui took a ladle of water from the water tank and drank it, wiped his mouth, picked up a broom and swept it inside and out, then sat down and took a breath.  -

    After resting for a while, he opened his suitcase, took out the wine and a few cartons of cigarettes he bought from the county town, and walked to the door. He suddenly remembered something. He came back and stood in front of the mirror, buttoned up his style buckle, and looked up and down at his heroic self in the mirror.  , feeling satisfied, he walked briskly to Yanzi's house.  -

    Yanzi¡¯s house was not too far away from them. When he was about to reach the door of Yanzi¡¯s house, he saw a familiar figure walking out along the street carrying a basket on his back. He hurriedly chased after him: "Auntie." -

    The figure turned around, and it turned out to be Yan Zi¡¯s mother!  -

    She pushed up the basket with all her strength, a trace of joy flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Fugui in surprise: "It's Agui? Why did you come back?" -

    Fugui was startled for a moment, then said with a naive smile: "It's just my turn to visit relatives. The army has many tasks, so I really can't get away." -

    Her eyes dimmed for a moment and she murmured: "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back." -

    Fugui looked into her eyes, and suddenly remembered that when he was a soldier, he went to the market with Yanzi and rested on the way back. He looked at Yanzi's eyes in a daze, and Yanzi once asked angrily: "What are you looking at so lustfully?"  Fu Gui smiled naively and said, "Yanzi, your eyes are so beautiful!" Yanzi said proudly, "Of course, you know, others say my eyes look like my mother's." -

    These eyes really look like swallows!  There was just a hint of melancholy in the eyes in front of him.  -

    "Agui, you haven't eaten yet?" Auntie wiped her eyes and sighed: "Let's go, Auntie will prepare something delicious for you first." -

    Fugui hadn¡¯t eaten for almost a day, and now he felt really hungry, so he responded, helped her carry the basket on her back, and followed her.  Auntie didn't speak anymore, just walked silently in front.

    Fugui looked at her gray hair blown by the breeze and secretly lamented the vicissitudes of time.  When I was a child, my aunt was recognized as a beautiful woman in the village. She had a good temper and loved wealth. She helped my father a lot when he was in the hospital.  But in the blink of an eye, time mercilessly dyed her hair white - it turns out that no one can refuse the passage of time!

    After returning home, Auntie started to get busy. Fugui put the cigarettes and wine on the stone table in the courtyard and helped Auntie light the fire.

    Auntie brought out a bunch of Fugui's favorite bacon from the room, and finally a smile appeared on her face: "Agui, you've been walking for a day, you must be tired. You go and rest, Auntie will do it."

    Fugui stuffed firewood into the stove. He originally wanted to ask Yanzi, but when the words came to his lips, he finally swallowed them: "Auntie, are youare you okay?"

    Auntie was cutting bacon on the chopping board, her body trembled slightly, and she turned her back and said, "It's fine."

    Fugui suddenly had a feeling. He always felt that there seemed to be some subtle changes in his aunt when he came back this time, but he couldn't tell where he had changed.  He lit the fire silently. Auntie had already cut the meat and fried it in the pan. After a while, the whole courtyard was filled with a strong fragrance.

    "Agui, how long will you stay when you come back this time?" Aunt asked quietly as she put the vegetables into the pot, pulled Fugui up, and lit the fire herself.

    Fugui stood next to her, watching her busy and said: "This time I have half a month's vacation. I finally came back. It's just in time for the spring rush. I can help Yanzi plant more trees. Auntie, these years have been really hard.  I'm sorry for you." When he mentioned Yanzi, he suddenly thought of Yanzi's chapped hands, and couldn't help but feel sad.

    Auntie lowered her head and said "um". Maybe the smoke from the stove had touched her. She wiped her eyes and kept coughing.

    Fugui helped her lower her back and asked with concern: "Auntie, why are you coughing? Let me pour you a glass of hot water."

    He ran into the house to find a clean water glass, poured hot water into it, and was about to send it out to his aunt. Suddenly, the corner of his eye caught something on the wall. He stopped and turned around suddenly. It turned out to be a swallow.  a photograph!
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