Four gusts of wind

The

leaves of the grapefruit tree collide with each other in the breeze, and the leaves make a slight noise.

The slightly inclined cowpen in front of my grandmother's house is very beautiful at the moment, through the cow pen, there is another family's fence, right next to that family, and through the fence are many grapefruit trees, smaller than grandma's pomelo trees. They had already had breakfast, and the first few houses were only now smoking. The white smoke was carried by the wind, and slowly drifted towards the grapefruit tree, gently caressing the lower leaves, although scattered in all directions.

He stood in front of the door in a daze, looking at his brother's happy appearance, listening to the busyness behind him, and he didn't want to leave for a while. He wanted to tell his grandmother that he wanted to stay and let his brother stay with him, but he didn't dare to speak when he heard the sound of his grandmother busy helping him clean up.

"In-laws, you really don't need to bring these, these are all available at home." "

"Take it, Mao and Jun have to eat it on the road." "

He looked at the mountains in the distance, and looked at the road that stretched to the top of the mountain and then disappeared. From reluctance to leave to tangled, he was afraid of the days without his grandmother, afraid that he would not be able to see his uncle, and he was curious about what was behind the mountain and what his parents were like. At this moment, the psychology is like two hands dragging him, one hand is dragging to prevent him from leaving his grandmother's house, and the other hand is dragging in the direction of home.

Finally, the sound of cleaning things stopped, grandpa and grandma walked out with a smile, and my brother happily greeted grandpa.

Grandpa touched his brother's head, then slowly walked up to him.

"Mao, go, go home." "

After saying that, his brother ran over and took his hand.

"Let's go, go home." "

After saying that, he pulled him forward.

Walking under the grapefruit tree, he looked back at his grandmother, who was also standing in the doorway watching them.

"You two have to listen to Grandpa. "

"Got it, Grandma. "

In the blink of an eye, they walked under the grapefruit tree, and the grandmother's house was slowly blocked by the pigsty, leaving only the grapefruit tree next to the pigsty and the yard of the grandmother's house.

He and his brother walked forward, and his grandfather followed behind him with a sack on his back. Walking out of Grandma's house, they walked to the left to the high mountain behind Grandma's house, walked seventy or eighty meters, and then went left, behind Grandma's house. He also walked with his grandmother on this road, and not far ahead was a vegetable garden at his grandmother's house, and he didn't know what the vegetable garden was like further on.

Following my brother and grandfather, the once strange world slowly became clear.

Walking through the garden, there is a three-way intersection, on the left side of the road is the plane tree of Gao Wei, on the right is a slope, and below the slope is the village. Looking down from the intersection, my grandmother's house was hidden by the wooden house in the village and was nowhere to be seen. Follow the road on the right side of the intersection, and after a little more walking, the road begins to slowly turn down, then up, and at the same time begins to shake. As he walked, he turned back to see the grapefruit tree in his grandmother's yard at the end of the village. Further up, the houses around the road began to correspond to the images in his mind.

Gradually, the surrounding houses began to dwindle, until the right side was replaced by a hillside and shrubs, and on the left there were only a few houses under the steep slope. Looking back, he had reached the top of the mountain, where he had seen the end of the road.

Ahead, one mountain after another, and the mountain road that spreads along the mountainside. It seems that along the way, there will be a lot of stumbles.

He followed his grandfather down the mountain road, from one mountain to another, and came to the first village. Many of the dogs in the village barked when they heard the three of them coming, and a few even rushed to the dam next to them, and he and his brother hid in fear next to their grandfather, who was holding a wooden stick.

After walking for a while, I finally walked out of the village. Further on, the road widened, but unfortunately it was still a dirt road mixed with stone roads, but it was much easier to walk. On the right side of the road is still a mountain, on the left is a message, on one side of the creek is a bamboo forest, and on the other side is a few acres of fields.

Walking out of this main road, the road ahead becomes a stone road that winds upwards to the top of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, at the end of the main road, is the stream that just left it. A small stream cuts off the road, and the clear water is particularly inviting on this hot summer day.

"Grandpa, I'm tired. "

He took his grandfather's hand, his eyes full of pleading.

"Then sit down and rest." "

Grandpa touched his head, and after speaking, he went to the shade and found a stone slab and sat down. While wiping the sweat from his face with a handkerchief hanging over his shoulder, he looked at him and his brother kindly.

He squatted by the stream and washed his face, the clear water of the stream dripping into his cheeks, and swept away the fatigue of the way. The elder brother repeated his movements, and then quickly ran to his grandfather and sat up.

He was still sitting by the stream, looking at the clear water and the rocks at the bottom, and the dream of last night slowly came to mind. Who was the girl in the dream? Why did he have the feeling that he had known each other a long time ago, and he didn't feel comfortable with that girl at all.

"Let's go. "

Grandpa got up, picked up the burlap sack, and carried it on his back, like a stone path that stretched up the mountain. And he and his brother were still following behind their grandfather, with exhaustion on their faces.

"Grandpa, what's it like over there?"

He finally couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart and asked.

Grandpa looked at the top of the mountain, his eyes shining.

"There's a lot of fun over there, and a bunch of friends. The pears at home are also ripe, and there are just sweet pears to eat. "

"Really?".

When he heard the pear, his eyes lit up.

"Grandpa, how long will it take to arrive?"

"Come on, just over this mountain." "

After saying that, he couldn't wait to run forward, and even his grandfather's words to slow down and be careful of falling were left in his mind. But a child is a child after all, and he is already out of breath after running for a while, so he can only sit in place and wait for his grandfather and brother.

Grandpa came to him, smiled and took his little hand and walked slowly.

After walking for a while, the road ahead began to become flat, and several families appeared not far away.

He looked at his grandfather expectantly and asked if it was the case, and he smiled and said to go a little further. I don't know how long I walked again, he asked a few times, but Grandpa still smiled and said a little further. His patience slowly ran out, and he just sat on the ground and said he wouldn't leave.

Grandpa leaned down and scared him into saying that there were wild boars and wolves here. He looked around, and there were all forests and fields, and there was not a single house. After his grandfather was so frightened, he felt a little scared in his heart, although he was still sulking, he still obediently got up and moved forward.

As we walked, another stream appeared in front of me, which was smaller than the previous one, and even a few sections had dried up. To the right of the creek is a rice field, to the left is a mountain forest, and in the middle of the mountain forest is a long abandoned land. Grandpa led him and his brother to turn and walk towards the wasteland, then put down the sack and let him rest, and then turned to the side and turned over the weeds to find something.

After a while, the grandfather walked towards him and his brother with a smile, and then spread his hands in front of them, only to see a few round, furry things come into view, causing the two brothers to salivate. Grandpa brought a few kiwis out of nowhere and handed them to the brothers.

My brother couldn't wait to peel off their skins and munch on them, looking like he hadn't eaten for days. And he looked at the fluffy ball, and wanted to collect it, not because he was not greedy, although last night's dream was very fantastical, but he had a sense of reality, it seemed that he was ahead, there was really such a little girl at home, he wanted to collect it, and he would take it out when the little girl sat on the tree and asked him his name.

Grandpa crouched down and looked at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong? Don't like to eat?".

"No... Not... No. "

He didn't know how to explain it, so he hurriedly peeled off the kiwi and put it in his mouth. The kiwi slowly melted in the mouth, the fresh sweetness was passed little by little, and the fatigue on the road and the confusion about the road ahead seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

He didn't know now that this particular taste would never appear again in this life.

Let's go ahead

Hmmm

Hmmm

The road behind is almost entirely flat. It was much easier not to have to climb mountains anymore, so that he had more energy to take a good look at this strange world.

The road is always lined with weeds, low shrubs, and a little further away is a pine forest. Birds are flying in the forest, the shade of the trees is like a lake, and the lake is sparkling.

As we walked, the road began to slowly descend again, to a new stream. It was the smallest of all the creeks along the way, and it came from the upper right and then to the lower left, quietly, like a quiet and shy little girl.

Let's wash your face!

Grandpa squatted by the stream, picked up the clear stream and poured it on his face, and then wiped his face with the handkerchief hanging from his shoulder. The elder brother squatted next to his grandfather, and he also learned from his grandfather to pick up the stream and wash his face. The sun fell on his grandfather and brother, making his grandfather and brother look extremely dazzling in his eyes.

He hid alone in the shade, where the sun could not shine, and the sun was too rampant along the way, and only the shade by the stream could make him comfortable.

After washing the stream, it seems that the sun also knows the hardships of the summer passers-by, and the sun is slowly receding, and the shadow gradually covers the grandfather, leaving the elder brother alone in the high temperature. He beckoned his brother to hide in the shade, and as soon as his brother got up, his grandfather beckoned him to set off.

"Let's go, climb over this mountain and you'll be home." "

He had heard too much about the fact that he had crossed the mountain and arrived at home.

What kind of place is home? It doesn't seem to matter so much now, he just wants to get to the end as soon as possible, then sit down and take a big sip of cold water, and rest, as if this is the only way to get through the hardships of this journey.

Flip it!

The mountain was much easier to climb than before, not so high, and the road was not so winding, and it didn't take long to reach the halfway point of the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, the road began to stretch to the other side, and after a bend in the mountainside, the front began to level out again. Looking further into the distance, a few small cabins loomed. The huts were hidden by the trees, looming, similar to the scenes in the dream.

Grandpa didn't speak, and his brother didn't speak, but a voice in his heart told him that it was the direction of home, and although he wasn't sure if the cabins were the homes that his brother had said, they were definitely the direction of home. This world is so wonderful, there are places even if you have never been there, but just by looking at it, you seem to be able to see everything you will experience there in the future.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace, and soon overtook his grandfather and brother. But the short section of the road, at this moment, seems to be infinitely extended, obviously the house is in front of you, but it feels like you can't get close. He walked very fast, as if he had walked for a long time, and when he turned around, his grandfather and brother slowly followed him a meter or two behind, and forward, the house was still there, not far away.

Finally, after climbing a not-so-high slope, I got an impression of what the village looked like. The village was located on the right slope, opposite a row of walled mountains, and at the entrance of the village there was a tree tens of meters high, a large tree that he did not recognize. There are also people walking around, not knowing what they are busy with.

"Grandpa, is that home?".

Grandpa smiled and stroked his head.

"Walk past the houses in front of you and you'll be home." "

After listening to his grandfather's words, he ran forward excitedly.

It seems that if you follow the path of your dreams, you will be able to reach home.

There is a big gap between the dream and reality.

As soon as he came to the bottom of the big tree, two sudden barks of dogs deflated his high emotions at once. I saw two old dogs, one white and one yellow, rushing over from the house not far away, grinning with bared teeth, like demons.

He froze in place, his mind blank for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Seeing that the two dogs were getting closer and closer, a figure suddenly crossed by, directly startling the two old dogs, and they didn't dare to rush forward.

He looked intently, and his brother had picked up a large wooden stick from there and stood in front of him, between him and the two old dogs. At this time, the grandfather also picked up a stone behind him, and made a gesture to throw it as he walked, scaring the two dogs back.

"Don't run so fast, what should I do if I get bitten by a dog?".

"Oh. "

Coming back to his senses, he began to scrutinize his surroundings. This surroundings are too similar to the scenes in the dream, although many of the scenes in the dream are too exaggerated, but every place can be found in front of the eyes. The difference is that the little girl in the dream does not appear.

Next, I walked the same road as in the dream, passing through the fields, passing several wooden houses, and then seeing a chestnut forest in front of me. The difference is that there are no looming houses in the chestnut forest.

Bypassing a small wooden house, bypassing a persimmon tree, several houses began to appear next to the chestnut forest, next to the house there was a cattle pen, a sheep pen, and a white earth dog in the yard next to the cattle and sheep pen. There were also a few men walking around the house, not knowing what they were doing.

"Fifth uncle, little uncle!".

The elder brother ran excitedly in the direction of the house, and the men also looked this way when they heard the voice, and their faces bloomed.

This is home, right?