Has been very envious of people who have home, holiday home hurriedly rushed back to the road, and my heart filled with many hoping that home dim lighting, table and a few own favorite Deli, enough to accelerate the pace of sons to return home. However, I do not have remote hometown, I've always wanted to have the kind of place, you can avoid the hustle and bustle of downtown, so that my nerves instant relaxation about the place.
Me and cousin over the weekend with our children to Xitang, a very beautiful and quiet southern town. We live really reluctant to leave and really wanted to put as my second home here, but I do not know when we can fulfill this hope ------------
Laifeng of that Bridge, hotels have always wanted the famous Qiantang Xitang people eat, because people often see the introduction of the Internet. We size four door, it may be too early to point - around 17 o'clock, a group of workers are sitting around a leisurely rubbed mahjong, and we could not bear to disturb their board to walk around after that to dinner, They also laughs and agreed.
Walking through the misty rain Xitang faint promenade, the sons laifeng through the bridge, along the table, he saw several people gather the side of small talk, while drinking, like most of the alleys of Shanghai Shikumen enjoy the cool air. Shore drooping willow, white walls ink top, boat shadow glitters and wife enthusiastically let us sit down, and we point a lot of seasonal rivers and lakes to take over the proprietress of the dishes tablespoon boiling water burns, as if at home generally cordial. Ling-Ling as a great appearance sent the girls jump up to four pairs of chopsticks, I could not help paying more attention to the much slower to catch, an inquire about the same age as expected, and Ling-Ling.
Goods with just retrieve the fish and shrimp into the river, enjoying the fragrance of tea, has said that unidentified neat and smooth stomach. Andi on another table in a Shanghai's art dealers and a few neighbors, through the proprietress of a facade. Cousin, and they chat is the rise of the bridge jokingly Laifeng boss wife is a vegetarian wine Shajiabang inside Aunt aqing, indeed worthy of the name, a smooth and slick and impermeable to water woman. I only targeted to take care of the river scenery and around children.
Gradually the sun goes down, side of the river of red lanterns lit up, shining rivers and lakes. Like a quiet elegant woman, wore a bright clothes and have no obvious vulgar, anti-Tim has several festivity. Looking at the river a full moon, thinking about tomorrow is July 15, one Halloween, and my heart suddenly have a sense of loss. Life, so, do want anything else? A lot of Xitang in the old house with high roof on the long grass, it was said that is the ancestor's soul is attached to the above, my soul then? Where it will eventually go? People are not greedy, and living to the world wonderful things they can not do are reluctant to give up, and the ancient soul of this world's every move is being looked at it, I am somehow a little cry, she is happy playing the boss home, flashlight, small fish along the river level found, an excuse the footprints of shrimp, do not worry about the child fell into the river, just want to drop by my tears squeezed into the eyes.
Inquiries to the local population that we have just a passing the house to look under the house. When we were passing, he saw a sell-out houses on a piece of paper posted on the door, I am looking for a probe to look inside and saw a deep courtyard was very quiet. Can be boss said to me, shrouded in mystery, where the courtyard are buried beneath the ashes of the deceased was at home, sealed with cement, and I burst thrilling, no wonder I felt the room have stocks strange gas. Mr. phoned and asked if I doing? I said, is working with his cousin and the children eat with it. He and I say, I would like to buy a Xitang room, he thought I was joking, saying that to buy it, you do not go back to Shanghai, he put the money remitted directly over on the list. The illusion of a very inflammatory situation, was interrupted by his joke, and hey, this phone really is not a time to come.
Imagine the day when, in this street there is an own small courtyard, rest days can be very comfortable sitting in the river, Chui Chui river wind, take a look at the moon, a small courtyard of the table stood the family's favorite dishes, their own to be a virtuous wife, the raising of a group of lovely children, life has been full.
Author: diana0320
