While eating, Shenghua said incoherently, "The food my grandma cooks is so delicious." This made everyone laugh.
After dinner, Xiao Zhengtang took Shenghua for a stroll in the village. He pointed to the rice fields by the road and said to Shenghua, "Little Shenghua, these are rice grains. They will turn into white rice in the future. The rice you eat is made from them."
Sheng Hua opened his eyes wide and asked curiously, "Grandfather, how do they change?"
Xiao Zhengtang patiently explained to his great-grandson the planting and growth process of rice, and Shenghua listened with great interest.
Wen Yunshu and Yisha sat in the yard and chatted. Yisha looked at the warm scene in the yard and said to Wen Yunshu, "Grandma, seeing you so happy, I think it was right to agree to your return."
Wen Yunshu held Yisha's hand and said with emotion, "Yes, I feel at ease now that I'm back home. And now that I have Shenghua as my happy pill, my life is even more colorful."
In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the fork in the road, covering the entire village with a layer of golden gauze. Xiao Zhengtang brought Sheng Hua back. Sheng Hua was holding a piece of dogtail grass in his hand and ran excitedly to Wen Yunshu: "Grandma, look, my grandfather picked it for me."
Wen Yunshu smiled and touched his head: "It looks really good, as long as Xiao Shenghua likes it."
In the evening, the family sat in the courtyard to enjoy the cool breeze. The sky was full of twinkling stars. Sheng Hua lay in Xiao Zhengtang's arms, listening to his grandfather tell ancient stories.
The breeze blew gently, bringing coolness and the laughter of the family.
As the days passed, the time that the Zhenbei family spent at the fork in the road filled Xiao Zhengtang and Wen Yunshu's lives with more joy and warmth.
Sheng Hua's innocence and liveliness, like the warm spring sun, warmed the hearts of the two old people.
Xiao Zhengtang and Wen Yunshu increasingly felt that their decision to return to their hometown was the right one. Here, they not only regained the good memories of the past, but also felt the strong family joy while interacting with their family.
Zhenbei felt extremely relieved when he saw the happy smiles on his parents' faces.
He understood that for the elderly, spiritual home is sometimes more important than material enjoyment.
Although he still cared about his parents, he put his worries aside when he saw them so happy in their hometown.
In this quiet little village, Xiao Zhengtang and Wen Yunshu spent one wonderful day after another with the company of Sheng Hua, the happy guy.
They basked in the sun and told stories together in the yard, and took walks in the village and enjoyed the scenery together.
Every moment has become the most precious memory in their lives, and has also filled this ancient village with warmth and love.
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