After the New Year, the weather gradually became warmer and Zhang Weifang's health improved a lot. After staying at home for a whole winter, she felt her arms and legs were stiff.
It is a sunny spring day, and there are many people outing in the parks and fields.
Zhang Weifang was not willing to be left behind, so she asked Xiao Hu to go to a newly built lake park together.
There is an enclosed lake in the park, and on one side of the lake there are algae. It is said that fish fry are raised under the algae.
There is a path paved with pebbles by the lake, winding its way into the distance. On both sides of the path are lush green meadows, like a green carpet laid by nature, soft and comfortable.
Occasionally, there are some unknown small flowers dotted on this piece of grass, emitting a faint fragrance.
Not far along the path, you can see a dense peach forest.
It is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom. The branches are full of pink peach blossoms, like a gorgeous cloud.
As the breeze blows, petals fall like a romantic flower rain. The air is filled with fresh floral fragrance, which makes people intoxicated.
Walking into the peach forest, you can see the pink flowers clustered together to form beautiful flower balls.
Some peach blossoms are in bud, like shy girls; others have fully bloomed, revealing golden stamens and exuding charming charm.
The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, and the mottled light and shadows are reflected on the ground, adding a mysterious atmosphere.
There are also some people taking pictures with cameras under the peach trees. The peach blossoms and the beautiful women complement each other, which is the most beautiful scenery in spring.
The most rare thing is that there is an art student sketching not far away. She has painted a vivid peach forest on her drawing board: the pink peach blossoms sway in the wind, like a girl in pink dancing;
The green leaves set off the flowers, like a group of loyal guards guarding the princess. In the picture, you can also see bees and butterflies busy flying among the flowers, as if they are telling the story of spring.
The whole painting is full of vitality and vigor, making people feel the beauty and magic of nature.
Zhang Weifang has no artistic talent, so she admires these artists very much. In order not to disturb their creation, she always stands in the distance and watches.
Seeing that she seemed frozen, Xiao Hu pulled her away.
"Don't look at it anymore. If you like it, you can go to the store and buy a painting. They have any scenery you want."
Zhang Weifang glanced at her and said regretfully, "How can they be the same? This was painted on the spot. It's so commemorative!"
After saying this, she shook her head, as if she felt very sorry for not getting the painting.
In the next few days, Zhang Weifang really became obsessed with calligraphy and painting. When she had nothing to do, she would go to places that specialized in selling calligraphy and paintings. Although she couldn't understand them, she liked this artistic atmosphere very much.
However, she went to several stores but didn't find anything she liked. Zhang Weifang always felt that the things in the store were too mechanical and lacked spirituality.
It wasn't long before she lost interest.
One day in June, Zhang Weibao called suddenly. He usually wouldn't call unless it was something important, so when Zhang Weifang saw his phone number, she had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, it was not good news. Their mother suddenly fell down yesterday and broke her left arm.
Zhang Weibao took his mother to the hospital and asked the doctor to help reconnect her arm. He called to tell her the truth.
When Zhang Weifang heard that her mother had broken her arm, she couldn't sit still. In the afternoon, she asked Lu Shi to drive her back to her hometown.
Fortunately, except for her left arm, Zhang Qiaona is in good health. She is not left-handed, so it does not affect her eating and drinking, and she does not need someone to serve her.
Zhang Weifang's health is not very good, so this time when she returned to her hometown, she wanted to stay for a while longer to accompany her mother and take care of her health.
Lu Shi was unwilling to do so. He was worried about Zhang Weifang being alone in his hometown. The food and drinks in his hometown were not as good as those at home. He could only eat meat a few times a year, and there were not many kinds of fruits.
Besides, Zhang Weifang can't cook, so she can only ask her sister-in-law to serve her every day. After a long time, she will definitely have opinions.
However, in the end, Lu Shi still couldn't persuade Zhang Weifang, so he could only come to pick her up after some time.
Before leaving, Lu Shi gave Wang Fuzi two hundred yuan and asked her to bear with it. Wang Fuzi felt even happier when she received the money, and she would not have objected even if he had not given her the money.
So Zhang Weifang settled down in the village. She had been away from home for almost forty years, but the mountains and rivers of the village still felt so familiar to her.
The neighbors next door have also changed. The two families on the left have moved away and built new houses elsewhere in the village.
Sister Ruyi on the right also moved to another place with her eldest son, and now her second son and his family of five live next to her.
Nowadays, almost every household no longer raises chickens, so the streets are now paved with cement.
The sycamore tree still blocks out the sun like an open umbrella. You can smell the rich fragrance of sycamore flowers as soon as you walk out the door. There is a large area of shade under the sycamore tree. In summer, people like to sit under the tree to enjoy the cool air.
The black date tree has grown from a small sapling into a big tree. It is now more than sixty years old, and its trunk shows signs of aging. One side of the trunk has been eaten by insects and ants, and a large piece of bark has rotted away. It has now been painted with lime.
Even so, the vitality of the black date tree is still strong. The green leaves cover the branches, weighing down heavily. Some branches can be touched by people just by looking up.
There was another group of people enjoying the cool under the black date tree. The men moved a small table and played poker, while the women sat on the grass mats knitting sweaters and embroidering insoles. The voices of men and women intertwined, forming a summer quatrain.
As long as the children are not afraid of the sun or tiredness, they can bask in the sun, run, jump and make noise.
In the evening, everyone would sit under the big tree with their bowls and eat. They would look at their bowls and then at each other’s bowls, and the children would all think that the other’s bowl tasted better.
At five in the morning, everyone has to get up and work. Wearing straw hats, holding towels and carrying hoes, they go to the fields to weed, fertilize, and thin out seedlings. These are the farm chores that farmers never finish.
At nine or ten o'clock, the sun was high in the sky and the weather was getting hotter. People who had been busy all morning started to go home.
When I get home, I take a shower first, then quickly make lunch and wait for the man to get off work and the children to come back from school to eat.
After lunch, when we had cleaned up the dishes, it was time to take a break. Under the scorching sun, accompanied by the chirping of insects and cicadas outside, taking a nap in the cool cave was the most beautiful time of the day.
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