Yang Shiqing left for a long time and did not come back. Yang Heyu was hungry and lying on the side of the bamboo window with his head stretched out to look around. His thick eyebrows were drawn and his black eyes were staring, showing a rare and serious look.
Yesha came over with the hot glutinous rice cake, followed Yang Heyu's line of sight and looked out. The night is gradually rising, and the low bushes are indistinct.
Yesha touched Yang Heyu's head, and said softly: "Eat your meal quickly, Ada will be back in a while."
"I don't."
Yang Heyu's stubbornness made Yesha helpless, and she looked into the distance again.
Several years ago, she also leaned on the bamboo window and looked around in fear, worried that Yang Shiqing would never come back.
Yang Heyu is the child of an educated youth.
Fifteen years ago, Yang Shiqing responded to the call and came to the "South of Caiyun" from the "Land of Abundance", and took root in the seventh branch of the state-owned Cuizhang Farm.
This side of water and soil is between the Lancang River and the Nu River, surrounded by continuous steep mountains, and it is called Heliu.
Crane is the "crane" of the red-necked crane. When Yang Heyu was born, a red-necked crane happened to land on the top of the bamboo building. Everyone said it was a good omen, so Yang Shiqing named his son Yang Heyu, hoping that one day he would be able to soar high and soar into the sky.
Six years ago, educated youths in Heliu began to return to the city in large numbers.
But those who married locals like Yang Shiqing couldn't leave. If they want to leave, they have to abandon their wives and children, and the fathers and mothers in the city have to give up their official positions before they can go back.
Yesha is a beautiful, affectionate, gentle and virtuous Hani girl. Her father, Boye, was once the head of a Hani natural village near the farm, and he was a beloved elder.
At that time, Boye's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He stared at Yang Shiqing closely, and asked in a rough voice, "What's your plan?"
Yang Shiqing replied immediately: "I won't leave, don't worry."
Those tribesmen who held long bamboo poles and big locks in their hands hesitated to ask: "Is this window still sealed? Is the door still locked?"
Boye took a deep breath of the hookah, and replied after a while: Believe him, and with a wave of his hand, he led a group of people out.
Yesha was crying right then.
She knew that Yang Shiqing was a person who kept his promise, and if he said he would not leave, he would definitely not leave. But Yesha was also worried, whether Yang Shiqing's stay was forced by his father's majesty? Yesha couldn't hide his sadness when he thought of love being cast a shadow.
Yang Shiqing saw it. He just smiled, stretched out a pair of hands that were no longer skinny and tender, and gently wiped away the tears on his wife's face.
He just said: "I am willing, and you can rest assured."
At that time, Yang Heyu was only two years old, lying on his back on a bamboo bed, sleeping soundly, unaware of human affairs. His skin was still fair and tender from his genes, but this color did not last long, and within a few years, it disappeared because of Sa Yazi running wildly in the mountains and rivers.
The scorching sun not only left traces on Yang Heyu's body, but also shone into his bones. As time passed, he grew into a scorching sun-like boy.
There are not many happy teenagers like Yang Heyu in Cuizhang Farm. His good friend Shen Shen is the unfortunate one.
Shen Shen's father, Chu Rongsheng, was also an educated youth from Chengdu, just like Yang Shiqing. When he went back to the city, Yang Shiqing was surprised that he didn't leave.
Because as early as a year before the big wave of returning to the city, Chu Rongsheng wanted to divorce, and it seemed that he had reached the point where he couldn't bear it.
But he still didn't leave in the end.
Not only that, Chu and Chen, who hadn't had children for many years, suddenly made a fan dumpling, which frightened Yang Shiqing.
Yang Shiqing still remembers that in the early spring of 1978, Chu Rongsheng named the doll in his arms:
Chu Zhiyan, nicknamed Shen Shen. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com