Plowing in spring and harvesting in autumn is the most common thing. In a rapeseed field on the outskirts of Jinling, what you see at first glance are not golden rapeseed flowers, but some fallen stakes. At first glance, it looks very neat, although it looks a bit like the vast land.

Taste, but still and spectacular.

In the middle of the cauliflower field, a man covered in mud and looking like an old farmer was standing, as if waiting for something. Looking far into the distance, the wrinkles on the old man's face slowly spread out, and he had gray hair and a smile on his face.

He smiled very, very sincerely. On his muddy arms, his white top was also stained with some water slurry, and there were spots.

An old hand blocked the autumn sun, and from a distance, a Hongqi car sped over. The smile on the old man's face became much brighter, and he shouted towards the yard behind him: "Old woman, my son is back.

Yes, my son is back. Come out quickly, come out quickly!"

The old man was very excited. When he saw his son, he naturally had a happy smile on his face. The mud slowly dried on his arms, and his arms stained with mud touched the sweat on his face again, smearing the old face with some stains.

The rolled up sleeves relaxed and kept swinging in the air, seeming to express a certain mood.

If you look at it this way, everyone will naturally think that the old man is a farmer and looks like an old farmer. However, few people know that this nominal farmer actually plays a role in that distant center of political power and carries a heavy weight.

, although he has now retired.

Behind the old man is a huge courtyard, all made of bricks and stones. It looks like a farmhouse. The walls of the courtyard are painted very smoothly and beautifully, and there are no pesticides that can be seen everywhere in the countryside.

There are no advertisements or avatars endorsed by celebrities, so they are clean and tidy.

On the walls of the courtyard, a few strands of yellowed dead branches were exposed. Chen Yufan’s most unforgettable memory of this courtyard at first was the wall-creeping tigers in the courtyard. Those green creatures seemed to be moving towards them endlessly.

Climbing, crawling, crazy like a will.

In the middle of the yard, there was a grape trellis. Under the grape trellis, an old woman seemed to be busy catching vegetables. When she heard the old man's cry in the field, the old woman ran out quickly. However, the old woman and the old farmer were indeed not worthy of each other. The old farmer's face

The sky is full of the vicissitudes of time. Although the old woman has also been ravaged by time, she does not continue to live in such a state of decline.

A noble and elegant temperament was highlighted, and the age gap between him and the old farmer became even more obvious.

Like the wind, the Hongqi car quickly arrived at the door of the courtyard. Those who got out of the car were Chen Suifeng, Chen Yufan, and Li Qinhua. Seeing his son whom he had not seen before, the old farmer was very happy, but there was a kind of feeling on his face.

With a sullen look, he said seriously: "Suifeng, why are you here? Aren't you asked to come back once a year? As a government official, government affairs are of course very important. The old man doesn't appreciate your mood of taking a break from your busy schedule!"

Chen Suifeng stood in front of the old man, with an unprecedented look of respect on his face and said: "What my father taught me is that I must remember in the future that the reason why I sneaked over here to see you today is actually something important.

I need to ask my father for advice." Chen Suifeng muttered a few words in the old man's ear.

The old man's face changed instantly, and the old woman on the side was a little unhappy and said: "What are you father and son talking about in secret? And old man, don't teach your son a lesson as soon as you meet him, and don't seek political advice if he is not in his position.

Don’t you understand?”

The old man smiled awkwardly, nodded, and said nothing. He just watched Chen Yufan's expression start to become careless. It took a long time to look away from his nominal grandson's head.

The woman hugged Chen Yufan and screamed obediently, which seemed very intimate.

But Chen Yufan suddenly felt that things were starting to get a little ridiculous. His father, in front of his own father, screamed like an old bastard, but in front of the old man Chen Zhenghe, he was as respectful as a sheep. This kind of

The changes made him a little bit dumbfounded.

It was okay not to know the whole story before, but now that he knew it, he felt a little uncomfortable. And he also felt the emotions in Chen Zhenghe's heart. He seemed a little lost and a little sad. He glanced blankly at the fields.

The brush piles, I don’t know what I’m thinking.

A gust of breeze blew across his face, and Chen Yufan slowly entered the courtyard with the crowd. However, he always felt that there were countless pairs of eyes looking at him from behind, but they were not cold and swishing, but a kind of calmness that he had never experienced before. Turning his head,

I looked heavily at those desolate piles with little vitality left, and then looked at the old man walking in front, his waist still straight, and my heart felt sour. What I saw now seemed to be a memory from a long, long time ago.
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