Chapter 376 Memory is open!

  After half an hour, Pingsu Village.

  The RV parked at the entrance of the village. From a distance, under the sun at four o’clock in the afternoon, it was a gray and yellow village.

  Twilight pouring from the floating clouds on this overly quiet and peaceful land, except for a few birdsong around, only the sound of the wind is heard.

  The scene before me is the same as it was fourteen years ago.

  Yan Shiqi's memory is a bit vague, not forgotten, but not clear anymore.

  At the age of ten, although she is sensible, her xinxing is still a child. If she hadn't stood here in person, perhaps she would never remember the details of the summer camp that year.

  In my mind, there are only mottled memory outlines, only when I revisit for some reason, only a little bit of hazy impression fragments are weaved.

  She was standing at the door of the RV, under the damp land. Because no one had been there for a long time, a small path leading to the village was covered with weeds.

   What makes her feel weird is that there doesn't seem to be any trace of development.

  She wanted to ask, but the man had already taken her hand and stepped into the path step by step. Mu Yi and another bodyguard walked in front, and the weeds on the ground were leveled by them one after another.

  The man walked steadily beside him, holding her from time to time to make her be careful.

At the entrance of    village, the wooden board standing on the ground barely shows traces of fonts under the alternation of the sun and the moon, only a faintly left word'ping'.

  She looked at the desolate scenery around her. The faint green weeds kept wiping the hem of her trousers. The dew wetted her trousers, making her look desolate and bleak.

  "Four brothers, haven't construction started yet?" When he reached the first run-down house in the east of the village, Yan Shiqi finally expressed his doubts.

  Those low-rise houses stand tremblingly in this isolated Pingsu Village. Several weed-covered fork roads lead to different houses and narrow lanes.

  The sheep intestine trail gradually became wider in the village. The man walked slowly, staring at a hilly terrace in front of the village, and did not answer her question.

   After stopping for a while, he listened to him calmly and said, "The activities of Licheng No. 2 Primary School are in that terraced field, right?"

  Yan Shiqi took his hand and looked forward side by side with him. In his field of vision, the evenly distributed terraces had dried up into mud ponds, and the terraces from top to bottom seemed to exude solitude and loneliness.

  The memories deep in my mind are like a flood of open gates, venting rushing out.

Yan Shiqi’s eyes were shining, and the shining galaxy nodded a little excitedly, “Yes, that’s right. When I got off the bus, I remember the teacher first took us to the terraced fields. Mine The picture was taken at that time."

  After the words finished, she paused, and then added with a smile: "Later, when the teacher took us into the village, I was very excited. Because I have lived in the city since I was a child, and I have never seen a real village."

   In the summer of that year, she was ten years old, but she was not as steady and dignified as she is now.

  Perhaps the mind is too serious about hunting for strange things, maybe it is too novel about unknown things, she followed the team slowly and slowly, a pair of watery eyes kept looking around.

  The picture at that time gradually overlaps with this moment.

   Dilapidated brick houses and muddy dirt roads, as well as some children with muddy trouser legs, hiding behind the door cracks and peeping at their group of foreign guests.

  As a young girl, she first set foot in such an overly real village life.

   is a world apart from everything she has experienced since she was a child. The memory is still noisy. With the fragrant grassy mountain breeze, the scenery in front of her gradually covers the picture in the memory.

  The sixth is even later, you can watch it tomorrow.

  (End of this chapter)