Chapter 1648： Revisiting old places (2/2)

Yang Jiancheng looked at the familiar place, and his eyes became wet.

He murmured: "It's the same as in the dream, it's still the same."

Standing on the slope, he seemed to return to those years, when people were busy sowing in spring, weeding in summer, harvesting in full swing in autumn, and raising soil to pad the ground in winter.

From this **** all the way up, I entered the forest. At that time, I would go into the mountain every three days to collect medicine, and sometimes my wife would follow. Later, Luo Qiao, the little tail, followed behind.

I still remember that her little person was carrying a backpack that was no smaller than hers. It was funny and distressed to look at, but she still found someone to make a small backpack for her.

Several children have been following the adults, listening carefully to the master and the nanny talking about their mother's childhood, Yanyan cried as she listened: "Mom, it turns out that you lived so hard when you were a child."

Luo Qiao hugged her daughter: "Actually, it's okay. In the afternoon, I will take you to pay homage to Grandma Luo who raised me. She is a kind old man. Without her, there would be no mother."

When the group of them came back, the food was already prepared, and all the people from the farm came to help and cook, and they asked the old people who were still living on the farm to accompany them.

The old people were very excited to meet again. They were all getting old. After three glasses of wine, everyone replaced the wine with drinks. Recalling that, everyone had endless things to say, and then laughed and cried.

Because they talked about the people they used to be with, many of them have already left, and then look at the people they live, all with gray hair, this is probably the last time they will meet.

Later, it was Lu Yichen who changed the topic and let everyone say something happy, and it took a while for the atmosphere to become lively.

After dinner, many people brought their children here to pay New Year's greetings. Luo Qiao prepared a lot of red envelopes in advance, and they all contained twenty dollars, not too much, just for good luck.

After asking Zhang Changchang, I found out that there are only 26 families on the farm, Luo Qiao asked people to help move things down, and the family has two copies.

Removing beef, mutton, pork, shrimp, crab, strawberries, and two kinds of Beijing pastries from the car, Zhang Chang looked at the things: "Is this too much?"

(end of this chapter)