It was dark, and Bian Rui saw the primary school campus at the foot of the mountain. When it arrived at the primary school campus, it meant that he was not far from his hometown.

Bian Rui spent his childhood in this elementary school, but at that time there was only a row of dilapidated adobe houses. Now the adobe houses have long disappeared. They have been replaced by a four-story cement teaching building. In the past, there were only about ten students in each grade, but now there are thirty-four students in each grade. I heard that the total number of students has reached more than 300.

The teacher is not like the past three or four teachers who taught both Chinese and mathematics, and also taught some art and music. Each teacher is all-round.

Nowadays, there are more teachers in all subjects, almost all normal graduates. Although half of them are substitute teachers and have not solved the formal establishment, in terms of the quality of students trained, let alone the primary schools in the town, even the primary schools in the county dare not say that they must be better than Bianjia Village Primary School.

When passing by elementary school, Bian Rui turned his head and vaguely saw a stone plaque with a height in front of the elementary school. It was so dark that it was hard to see clearly. However, during the day, you could see the stone plaque with the names of college students who walked out of here and the school they were admitted to. In 30 to 40 years, nearly 400 undergraduate and junior college students have emerged from Bianjia Village Primary School. It may not be anything else, but in a rural primary school, there are about twenty students going to college every year, which is a considerable achievement.

Continue to move forward along the cement road, the Indian car headlights are quite powerful, and even if there are no street lights, it will make the roadside illuminate.

When he vaguely saw the village, Bian Rui couldn't help but add the accelerator.

"Dad, I'm sleepy"

My daughter couldn't help it anymore. She had been sitting in the back seat for more than two hours and almost three hours. The little guy was sleepy now.

"Hold on for a while, we will be home in ten minutes. Grandpa and grandma, grandma and grandma have prepared a lot of delicious food for you," Bian Rui said to his daughter.

Bian Rui was not afraid that his daughter would fall asleep, but there were handrails on the back seat of the motorcycle, but Bian Rui also provided sufficient protection, so he couldn't fall off, mainly because Bian Rui was afraid that his daughter would fall asleep and get cold.

While driving, I talked to my daughter, and before I knew it, I arrived at the entrance of the village.

It was almost twenty meters away from the village, and the dogs in the village began to bark, and the originally quiet village was awakened by the barking of dogs one after another.

"Is it Da Rui?"

An old voice came from Bian Rui's ears.

"Grandpa, why are you squatting here?"

Bian Rui heard that it was his grandfather's voice, so he immediately stretched out his feet to support the motorcycle.

Wang! Wang! Wang! Wang!

The big black dog beside the old man kept barking at Bian Rui.

"Heizi, is itchy in her skin? I don't know her anymore!" Bian Rui shouted at the Hei Dog.

"Big black, big black!"

The girl behind her was excited when she saw the big black dog and she was no longer sleepy. If she hadn't been tied up with a seat belt, she would have slid down to hug the big black dog.

The big black dog could have heard Bian Rui's voice, and waved his tail to come over to make out with his owner, but when he heard the voice of Bian Jing, the little girl, he stood there for a while, and then the dog's eyes flashed, his body shrank significantly, revealing a fearful expression.

"Little Guy!"

The old man saw his great-granddaughter, and his whole old face seemed to be blooming a flower. He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and came to the motorcycle, reaching out to hug his great-granddaughter.

"Grandpa, I'll untie my safety later."

When Bian Rui saw it, he immediately got out of the car and untie his daughter's safety.

Bian Rui's grandparents are there. Not only are the two old men, but they are also very good-looking. Not only are they. Bian Rui's grandfathers in the village are all there, and they are in good health. The eldest grandfather is almost 100 years old. He can still make pig grass every day, feed pigs and sort out the vegetable garden.

For the elderly in the village, once the village households are idle, it means waiting to die. Many elderly people are taboo about this. Unlike the ancestors who are happy to be ready to die, many of these grandfathers are "afraid" of death, and they believe that as long as they have work in their hands, they will naturally live longer. Therefore, as long as they can move, the elderly in the village will almost find a job to do it.

Like Bian Rui's grandmother took care of the two acres of vegetable garden, and grandfather took care of twenty or thirty sheep every day. He drove the sheep out every morning and came back with the sheep at night.

As the seat belt was untied, the old man carried my granddaughter into his arms from the motorcycle and asked repeatedly: "Little Guai, do you miss my grandfather?"

"think!"

"Where do you think?"

The little girl pointed to her chest: "Here!"

"Oh, my heart is so heartless. I haven't seen you for half a year, but I want to die of my great-grandfather." The old man hugged his great-granddaughter and refused to let go.

"Grandpa, let's go into the village, don't stand, it's a little cold outside!" Bian Rui said.

The old man immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, go home! I'm still waiting for you to have a meal."

Bian Rui's car was difficult to push, so Bian Rui rode the car home first, while the old man walked slowly behind with his great-granddaughter in his arms.

The village is built against the mountain, and the entire village is located in a small valley. If it is during the day, you can see that the valley and hillsides are mostly farmland with crops. Now it is a dark area, and you can only hear the worms and birds singing in the fields.

Bianrui's hometown is similar to other houses in the village. It has a strong Jiangnan style. The white courtyard walls enclose a small courtyard. There is a two-story building in the north of the courtyard. There is a kitchen on the east side of the courtyard and a shed on the west side. It used to be a cattle and sheep, but now cattle and sheep have been moved out of the courtyard, so each family is posing a hand tractor or some agricultural machinery, and a ginkgo tree is planted in the courtyard.

As soon as Bian Rui's motorcycle arrived at the door of his house, the person who heard the sound had already opened the gate of the courtyard.

When Bian Rui saw that he was his little nephew.

"uncle!"

The little guy's name is Shen Dongdong, and he hasn't seen Bian Rui for half a year. The little guy is a little shy.

"Why are you here?" Bian Rui and his nephew joked.

"Why can't your nephew come? The old saying goes that my nephew is my uncle's dog, and he will leave when he is full. Not to mention that the family has not been separated yet, even if the family is separated, it is natural for the nephew to go to your house to eat, drink and take it."

Without even looking, Bian Rui knew that the person who was speaking was his sister: Bian Ye. He married in the nearby Shenjia Village, and his parents-in-law's family was close to each other, so he came over.

Bian Rui's brother-in-law is Shen Zhaoxing. Now he has booked several acres of fish ponds in their village. His family lives well. When Bian Rui was in Mingzhu, the four parents and grandparents in the family were taken care of by the couple. The couple are honest and dedicated.

"Can you come, can you come!"

As soon as he met his sister, Bian Rui had no choice but to surrender, saying that it was when he was a child, and Bian Rui was also a role in calling and drinking in front of his sister.

"Push the car in, everyone is waiting for you to have dinner, where is Jingjing?" Bian Ye looked behind his younger brother.

"I'm walking behind with my grandfather, it's hard to push my car!"

Bian Ye glanced at his brother's motorcycle: "You are mentally ill. If you buy such expensive two-wheeler, it would be great if you have that money to buy a shed. No matter how bad it is, you can't get wet on rainy days. What's the point of doing this thing?" Bian Ye felt that his brother spent money randomly.

Bian Rui smiled, pushed the car into the yard without saying a word, and placed it under the shed to the west.

At this time, Bian Rui's grandmother, parents and brother-in-law came out, waiting for the old man to come back with his great-granddaughter, and it was another lively.

Bian Rui was asked a few more questions by his mother. As for the other people, the focus was on the little girl. The little girl went from the great-grandma's arms to the great-grandma's arms, then transferred to grandparents, and then to aunt, and about ten minutes passed.

Everyone sat at the table, and the whole family immediately filled a small table for home-cooked meals.

Because Bian Rui and Bian Jing came back, there were a lot of dishes today, including potatoes stewed by an old goose, garlic sprouts stir-fried with bacon, wind chicken with white chop, a big carp weighing four or five pounds, and the most important thing is a pot of stewed lamb meat, full of good meat, and the essence of a whole lamb is probably placed in this pot.

When the whole family reunites, you must drink some wine. Bian Rui drinks with his grandfather, father, and brother-in-law. As for the rest, they drink juice.

"Brother, I really won't go back to Mingzhu in the future?" Bian Ye asked.

"I won't go back if I have nothing to do. I'll just go to my little restaurant for two days from time to time. I'll stay here in my hometown most of the time," Bian Rui replied.

Hearing his wife's question, Shen Zhaoxing kicked her under the table and signaled her to be careful when speaking.

"Can your little restaurant make money?" the mother asked with a look of doubt.

Others work when opening restaurants every day when they get up early and go to bed late. When their son opens a restaurant, he works at most two days a week. Can he make money?

Bian Rui smiled and said, "If you can't make money, you can't make money! I'm going to open up the land on my master, plant two acres of land, and plant some side dishes, and the usual expenses will be...."

Except for Bian Rui, no one in the village knew that the old Taoist priest who was uncertain about the immortal traces they mentioned were actually everyone's ancestors. Every person with the surname Bian in the village had his blood flowing. Although everyone respected the old Taoist priest and usually called the old Taoist priest, this relationship was a secret. Bian Rui was not going to make it clear because it was too troublesome to explain.

"Your master's house was also transferred to you a few months ago. The village also exchanged the land certificate. After dinner, your mother asked you to give it to you." Bian Rui's father said lightly.

Bian Rui's grandfather opened his mouth and said, "I don't know how long it took for this old Taoist priest to go out this time. I remember the last time when the old Taoist priest's master went out, he left for twenty years. When I was waiting for the old Taoist priest to come back to inherit the house, I was still a child... The old Taoist priest is not young anymore, and he is probably one or two older than the eldest brother."

"Who knows this? He hasn't told me about his age," said Bian Rui.

"The house is sometimes unoccupied. It seems that there is a place that is dilapidated. Usually, your mother will take care of it..." Bian Rui's grandfather opened his mouth and talked about the house again.

"Save it and repair it slowly by myself. Anyway, I have nothing to do at home," said Bian Rui.

The house left by the ancestor is indeed time to repair. Some of the tiles on the house have grown grass, and some windows and so on should be made. Bian Rui can't stand the paper covering of the windows. He has to replace them with glass, and there are also floors. The original stone bricks are not Bian Rui's favorite. At least he has to replace the bedroom with floor. As for where the floor comes from, plant trees in the space and open the board.

Anyway, Bian Rui had thought about it last night and started to make a major renovation of the old house to make it more comfortable to live in.
Chapter completed!