Hello, 1983

"It's really a young boy leaving home and returning home."

Out of the lobby of the Capital Airport, Huang Shuwen couldn't help sighing.

When he left, he was just a young guy in his early twenties, and now he has passed his old age.

Liu Qingshan and Huang Yueming, one left and one right, supported the old man, followed by Huang Shouting and his wife, Huang Yueming's younger brother was left in the family, who was still in school.

Except for the old man, everyone from the Huang family was the first to set foot on this land, and they all felt very novel.

"Shou Ting, Feng Zhen, leaves fall back to their roots, and people are the same, they can't be without roots. Although Hong Kong Island is good, I always feel that it's not my roots."

The old man was relatively silent all the way. When he got off the plane, he suddenly started talking more. It was probably because of his emotions. It was too much, right?

Huang Shouting and Chu Fengzhen did not have such deep feelings as the old man. They both grew up on Hong Kong Island and regarded it as their roots.

Only Huang Yueming nodded his head, seemingly incomprehensible.

Huang Shuwen gently touched his granddaughter's head: "Do you remember how your name came about?"

"Grandpa took it, and the moon is the hometown of Ming."

Of course Huang Yueming knew, but she never left home, so she didn't feel so deeply.

Liu Qingshan did not urge him, and let the old man express his emotions here. With his state of mind, he can understand the old man's mind better than the younger generations of the Huang family.

"Grandpa, let's go first, the weather here is a little cold."

Huang Yueming was wearing a beige windbreaker, and he still felt cold. An elderly man like his grandfather had poor blood vessels and was more prone to cold.

"Okay, let's go home, go home!"

The old man paused on the ground with his cane, then raised his head, and his waist seemed to be a little straighter.

Liu Qingshan called two taxis, and the group left the airport and drove to the city.

Liu Qingshan sat in the passenger seat, followed by Huang Shuwen and Huang Yueming. The old man's eyes were always staring out of the car window. When he saw a familiar building, he said a few words to his granddaughter.

"Fifty years at the flick of a finger,

What a big change. "The old man sighed from time to time.

The taxi driver suddenly picked up the conversation: "Master, our capital has been under construction in recent years. If you don't come back, you won't even be able to find your home."

The taxi drivers in the capital couldn't keep their mouths shut. When he looked at these people, he knew that they were returning overseas Chinese, so he kept his mouth shut.

Listening to the familiar local accent, Huang Shuwen couldn't help but took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes lightly.

When the driver saw the situation, he hurriedly said again, "Sir, I will drive slowly, please take your time."

This big brother is very particular, Liu Qingshan gave the driver a thumbs up.

The driver also replied, Liu Qingshan thought for a while before thinking about the taste: these days, if there is any overseas relationship, it would be enviable to death.

But for him, he doesn't need to care too much. What he cares about is not the relationship, but the family affection.

Just like this, I drove slowly to Shijia Hutong. The driver wanted to drive in, but was stopped by the old man.

Liu Qingshan paid the fare and gave him an extra card of Great Unity. Since people are particular about it, we should be more open-minded.

Going to the car behind, Huang Shouting and his wife had already paid the fare.

At first glance, it was Hong Kong dollars, which made the driver happy.

Liu Qingshan and Huang Yueming were dragging their suitcases, and Huang Shouting and his wife stood quietly at the entrance of the alley with Huang Shuwen in their arms.

Looking at the mottled walls and the quaint gatehouse, the memory of decades ago gradually overlapped with the scene in front of him, and tears instantly blurred the old man's eyes.

A gust of wind blew, and the withered yellow leaves on the tree rattled, and a few more fell to the ground.

The old man murmured: "I'm back, I'm back, I'm finally back!"

It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and many people riding bicycles came out of the alley, and there were also elementary school students in twos and threes, jumping up and down, going to the elementary school in the alley.

There are also aunts who are idle and have nothing to do. Seeing the excited old man in front of him, and the descendants behind him, dressed in temperament, he looks like an old overseas Chinese, so he whispered:

"I'm back with a root-seeker."

"I don't know who is so lucky."

"Grandpa, let's go, let's go home first."

Just as Liu Qingshan was about to lead the way, he saw the old man raised his palm: "This way, let me lead the way."

After speaking, he broke free from the support of his son and daughter-in-law, and walked into the alley.

The remaining few people looked at each other and could only helplessly follow behind.

Huang Shuwen stopped and walked, or stopped under a big tree, or stopped in front of a door. Every plant, tree, brick and tile here may evoke his long-standing memories.

As they walked, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. Compared with other large courtyards, a very bright door appeared in front of them.

On both sides are drum-shaped door piers, the vermilion door is covered with a large layer of lacquer, and the door building is antique, as if it takes people back to the past.

With a plop, Huang Shuwen knelt down in front of the door. Huang Yueming was about to step forward to help, but was dragged by Liu Qingshan.

In the rustling cold wind, the old man who was in his twilight years knelt there, weeping in his mouth.

Huang Shouting did not dare to neglect, and knelt down with him. When Huang Yueming saw it, he immediately knelt down behind his father.

"Huangmen Shuwen, go home and worship your ancestors!"

The old man banged his head three times in a row, and then Liu Qingshan hurried forward to help the old man up.

He could feel the old man's body trembling with excitement.

Infected by her grandfather, Huang Yueming also had tears in her eyes. Presumably, she already had some deep understanding of the concept of home and roots.

"Qingshan, can I go in here?"

After a long while, Huang Shuwen cleaned up his feelings.

Liu Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, Grandpa, this house was returned to us two years ago."

"In the past two years, I have asked a craftsman to repair it. It should be completed now. Let's go in. This is our home!"

The old man was taken aback by what he said, and then his face showed joy, and he said "OK" once or twice in his mouth.

Then, being supported by Liu Qingshan and Huang Yueming, he stepped up the steps one by one.

Huang Shuwen tremblingly stretched out his hands to push the door. The door was not locked, so it opened immediately.

There was a creaking sound, as if pushing away a dusty history.

What catches the eye is a shadow wall, a picture of three friends in the cold season, the green pines are tall and straight, the bamboo branches are vigorous, and the cold plums are in full bloom.

No matter how hard the years are, they can't stop their tenacious vitality. This is true of plants and people.

There are three people, bypassing the shadow wall, and hurriedly rushing towards the gate.

Grandpa Liu Shikui walked in front.

Liu Jinfeng supported the grandmother with little feet and followed closely behind, the old lady was almost held in midair by her granddaughter.

Liu Qingshan didn't make a sound either, just supported Huang Shuwen with Huang Yueming.

Opposite Liu Shikui stopped and looked at it in surprise.

Grandma's eyes became extraordinarily bright at this moment. She and Huang Shuwen looked at each other, as if they wanted to look for the shadow of the past from the other's old face.

"Second brother!"

"Three sisters!"

The two called out almost at the same time, then slammed into each other and hugged each other tightly.

The two old people were crying like little children at the moment.

The people around were also blinking red eyes. The tears were a bit bitter, but more of the sweetness of the reunion.

Liu Qingshan also wiped his eyes, of course he can understand this kind of brother and sister relationship that has been isolated for decades.

Thinking about it is to make him not see the fourth child for decades, it is unimaginable.

After a long time, the two old people separated, but they still held each other's hands and looked at them carefully again.

Liu Qingshan introduced in the middle: "This is my grandfather."

"Second brother, my name is Liu Shikui." Grandpa stretched out his hands and put them on them.

"Brother-in-law, thank you for taking care of Shuzhen for so many years!" Huang Shuwen also shook Liu Shikui's arm vigorously.

Liu Qingshan introduced Huang Shouting and Chu Fengzhen to their grandparents. The two hurriedly bowed and called "aunt" and "uncle".

Huang Yueming was a little anxious and asked Liu Qingshan softly, "What will I be called later?"

She still doesn't understand the names of relatives.

Liu Qingshan ignored him and took Liu Jinfeng's hand: "Eldest sister, this is uncle and grandpa, this is uncle and aunt, this is Yueming, one year younger than you."

Finally, he smiled and said to Huang Yueming: "You care about my grandma, of course you have to call me auntie."

Huang Yueming was sincere, bowing and shouting, "Good aunt, good aunt."

Everyone laughed, and the only trace of sadness was diluted by the laughter.

"Second brother, go ahead and warm up the house?" Grandma kept holding Huang Shuwen's hand, seemingly reluctant to let go.

She has two elder brothers and two elder sisters. When she was a child, she was similar in age to this second elder brother and had the best relationship.

"Let's take a look at the yard first." Huang Shuwen didn't feel cold, but now his heart was hot.

During the conversation, as soon as the courtyard door opened, Grandma Qiu Ju walked in with a vegetable basket. When she saw the people in the courtyard, she was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes showed surprise.

Her eyes soon fell on Huang Shuwen, she walked forward quickly, and exclaimed happily, "Second Young Master!"

"You are?"

"I'm Qiu Ju!"

Grandma Qiu Ju was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and there were still sparkling tears in her eyes.

Grandma told about Grandma Qiu Ju's situation. After hearing that she had kept the real estate title deed from that year, Huang Shuwen nodded again and again: "It's rare."

"Qiu Ju, you are not allowed to be called young master or miss now, so you can call me second brother after me." Still, grandma understands the truth.

So, under the guidance of Liu Qingshan, a group of people looked around in the courtyard.

"Qingshan, it took a lot of effort to restore the old house." Huang Shuwen walked slowly, seeing the current yard, it was newer than he remembered.

In particular, the materials used are obviously bricks, tiles and wood from the past, so you know that you have used your heart.

"Uncle and grandpa, if you like it, you can stay at home for a long time. This house belongs to your older generation. I have another set at Liulichang."

Liu Qingshan knew that although this house had a grandmother, it also had the uncle and grandfather in front of him.

"It's okay to live, but this house is yours."

Huang Shuwen was not confused at all, just as his son and daughter-in-law were right in front of him, he explained the words directly to avoid any disputes in the future.

Huang Shouting also nodded again and again: "It should be, it should be."

He lives in a villa on Hong Kong Island anyway, so he naturally despises this kind of old yard.

"It's all a family, what's yours and mine?" Grandma stopped the topic and pointed forward, "Second brother, this is where you lived back then."

Huang Shuwen immediately became excited again: "Then I still live here, come in and take a look."

"Second, second brother, everything has been packed for you."

Grandma Qiu Ju pushed open the door of the house, and Huang Shuwen, with the help of Huang Yueming, entered the house, only to see the desk and bed, just like the furnishings of the past, looking at it, she couldn't help but burst into tears again.

These old desks, old furniture and the like, the old haters and Shishu have collected a lot.

Although it is too precious and limited, it is quite common.

Sitting down on a chair behind the desk, he took out a brush from an old pen holder, and Huang Shuwen's face showed an infinite aftertaste:

"Third sister, when I was writing here, you would often lie beside you, tilting your head, and most like stabbing my elbow."

All the juniors in the room were smiling, but Liu Qingshan suddenly thought about the fourth and fifth.

It's a pity that the two little guys are still in school this time, otherwise, they would definitely have to follow.

Standing up, looking at the new bedding on the bed, Huang Shuwen's heart also filled with warmth.

"Second brother, I heard that you are coming back, third sister rushed over to prepare."

Grandma Qiu Ju said with a smile, she was also very excited to see her old friend.

"Okay, I'll stay here in the future." Huang Shuwen looked like he really wasn't going to go back to Hong Kong Island.

This made Huang Shouting look embarrassed: Father is here, and his health is not very good, he is really worried.

"I'll stay to take care of grandpa too." Huang Yueming's pretty face was also full of excitement, and she also felt new to the mainland.

Huang Shuwen gently stroked his granddaughter's hair: "Alright, your aunt and aunt will take care of Xiaoguang over there."

At this time, my grandmother said, "Actually, Shikui and I don't live here either. We are used to living in the countryside."

"Second brother, why don't you stay here for a while, and then come back to Jiapigou with us. I don't think your health is very good. I happened to call Master Qingshan to help you take care of your body."

After a Spring Festival in the capital, my grandparents got tired of it. In the past two years, except for the trip, I never went back to the old house for the rest of the time.

When they heard that it was a rural area, Huang Shouting and his wife frowned. Although they were not familiar with the situation in the mainland, they also knew that the living conditions in the countryside were definitely not good.

"Don't worry, our Jiapigou is a well-known village of 100,000 yuan in the country. The income of every household is no worse than yours on Hong Kong Island."

Liu Shikui saw their worries at a glance, he explained with a smile, and finally added: "It's all done by Xiaoshanzi leading everyone."

Oh, when Huang Shouting heard it, he believed it. He didn't believe others, but if it was Xiaoshanzi, it would be absolutely reliable.

At a young age, he was able to forge a family business on Hong Kong Island. Even he was convinced of this ability.

Chu Fengzhen was still a little worried: "It's the medical conditions over there that are a little worrying."

Liu Shikui said: "You don't have to worry about this. The master of Xiaoshanzi in our family is the descendant of the King of Medicine. Even your famous doctors on Hong Kong Island, one named Song Yizhen and one named Master Fan, are all in my house. What about studying?"

ah?

Huang Shouting and Chu Fengzhen looked at each other and were a little stunned.

Master Song and Master Fan's reputation, of course, they knew, and they had some contacts, but they never imagined that they would come to this small mountain village.

They were also curious about the place called Jiapigou.