Literary Girls Nurturing Program

After passing through the trail among the bamboo forests, you can see the human habitation.

Yuan Jia carried his big luggage in his hand, and walked carefully step by step, so as not to fall down on the slippery ground.

It’s not that you can’t build roads without money, but that this road is deliberately maintained, and there are also spacious avenues, but this road is closer, and it is also reserved for foreign tourists to experience life.

In fact, it has been a long time since I came back here, Yuan Jia is a little strange to this place.However, thinking about his purpose of coming here today, Yuan Jia still walked forward without hesitation.

Putting the luggage on the ground, Yuan Jia heaved a long sigh of relief: the small tile-roofed house in front of him looked much more beautiful than what he remembered.It's just that the door that has never been locked in memory has been locked, which shows the fact that the owner is not here.

The pond is still the same pond, the bamboo forest is still the same bamboo forest, and the surrounding hillsides are still the same, except that the small tile-roofed houses have changed a little—new and suitable for people to live in.

Before they moved, they lived here. The room was very dark, and Yuan Jia was always afraid.Because it was too dark, in the quiet environment, even softer sounds could be heard, and all the sounds seemed to be amplified.And after being locked in this house for a whole day without getting any response, Yuan Jia was even more afraid of this place.

Fear of narrow dark spaces, some people call this phenomenon claustrophobia, but Yuan Jia has not exposed this problem.

It's just that when I came back here and saw this house, I remembered the past again.

When she came home from the resort, her mother had already bought her a bus ticket to this place and told her that her father was here.

In fact, I haven't called the word "Dad" for a long time. Its pronunciation is clearly the simplest, but no matter how many times I turn it in my mouth, I can't say it.

In fact, his father did nothing wrong with Yuan Jia, but he just couldn't do anything.For a capable and strong woman like Yuan Ningming, a man who can't do anything and lacks responsibility, and who can even threaten her with a knife, is not a good destination.The first husband's life was short-lived, and Yuan Ningming's first term ended like this.

For her marriage, Yuan Ningming still has optimistic expectations.Because of such an accident, the government also compensated Yuan Ningming, which can be regarded as a lot of property.After that, many people showed courtesy to Yuan Ningming, but Yuan Ningming saw it very clearly.It happened that Wang Yiping, an honest man, caught Yuan Ningming's eyes, and they got married naturally.

However, the second marriage was not happy.The reason is that Yuan Jia couldn't tell who was right and who was wrong. The first conflict between Yuan Ningming and Wang Yiping broke out when she developed claustrophobia. Things are getting worse and worse, Yuan Jia will not only watch them quarreling and flipping the table, but even see them each stabbing each other.

The scene looked indescribably terrible.But even in such a scene, Yuan Jia forced herself to face all of this, and her parents avoided her from the beginning, and then quarreled unscrupulously in front of her, and the quarrel escalated to the point of using a knife.

Facing the sharp blade, Yuan Jia could only stand between them trembling, fearing that they would really attack each other and make irreparable mistakes.But even if they didn't want to hurt her, they still hurt her because of quarrels and fights. They used the knife more often, and they sometimes scratched Yuan Jia by mistake.

At that time, blood was always dripping down her hands, and bloody flowers bloomed on the cold floor, so they threw away the knife and took her to the hospital immediately.In her vague memory, she doesn't know whether her father or mother fell on her relatives' knife.

This kind of experience did not make Yuan Jia very introverted. She believed that her actions had maintained the harmony of her family.It was only in the sixth grade, it was really impossible to continue, the fate was over.My mother told her calmly that they were divorced.

At that time, if I wanted to say that I was sad, I didn't.It's just that I suddenly feel that I have worked so hard for so long, even hurt myself, and ignored these dangers to maintain this precarious relationship. In the end, what I got in exchange was their cold divorce papers.

Her efforts are useless, and everything she does can only be exchanged for failure in the end.

After Yuan Jia thought about it, he came up with such an idea.Soon this kind of thinking was extended by Yuan Jia to all aspects of life, so Yuan Jia fell into a deep self-denial.

At that time, the psychological problems were so serious that Yuan Ningming took her to see many psychiatrists, but the results were not great.Xiao Shengchu also made mistakes in the exams, so Yuan Jia had no choice but to go to this low-achieving primary school to study.It was also during this same period that Yuan Jia became an introverted person and no longer opened his heart to the outside world.

But even so, she is a gentle person.Believe that outsiders are good people, if you treat others well, others will treat you well.But she doesn't manage her connections, she just watches.She will not take the initiative to approach, but if someone approaches, she will want to show her favor with everything she has, and want them to stay by her side.

Thinking about it now, such an idea is indeed a bit too stupid.

Yuan Jia blinked, forcing back the moisture in his eyes.With trembling hands, she took out the oiled key and opened the old lock.

To his father, Yuan Jia didn't feel any complaints.Her memory was blurred, and in the doctor's words, she had sealed part of her memory.The only impression left now is that when he was very young, he would always pick himself up on his shoulders and let her ride on his neck to take her through the streets; or if he had no money in his pocket, he would still buy her Her favorite snacks...

Life was poor, but that was nothing.My father dotes on me...the subsequent damage exists and is indelible.But Yuan Jia always loved Wang Yiping, and she really missed him.

There is no right or wrong in some things, and it is impossible to talk about forgiveness or unforgiveness.Some people can never really give up completely.

The furnishings in the room are a bit messy, but there is not much dust, and the places that people can touch are smooth and clean, but the small corners are always neglected by people, and there is a lot of dust accumulated - my father always cleans only the obvious s position.

Yuan Jia didn't even notice it, a small smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Yuan Ningming gave her a choice, whether to come here to find her father.If she wanted to come, she would only come by herself. Yuan Ningming would never come to Wang Yiping herself.

Yuan Jia didn't sleep all night, finally took the key and ticket, packed his luggage, and came here.

When I was driving this morning, I sent a text message to Wang Jia, saying that I have something to do these days and I might not contact her.After receiving the good news from Wang Jia, Yuan Jia's originally uneasy heart was at peace.

But what is she going to do now?Are you sitting here waiting for Wang Yiping to come back?Or go to the field to find Wang Yiping?

After thinking about it, Yuan Jia went to the small kitchen behind the house, preparing to cook a hot meal for Wang Yiping.

The people in the village are also very busy recently, packing up vegetables to take to the boss outside to sell, so there is no time to receive people who come here for vacation.

Even if these guests are their own food and clothing parents to some extent, there is really no way.

But this group of guests came and went, but there were still two or three people who stayed here for half a month and didn't leave.Every day, you can see them wandering back and forth on the ridges of the fields, occasionally chatting with the old people in the village, gossip, and seem really leisurely.

The leisure is true, and the money is also very refreshing.It seems to be a model of people who are stupid and have a lot of money. Of course, the people in the village are also straightforward and simple, they don't do anything to deceive people, and they sincerely entertain these people.

These days they found out that among these two or three people, only one handsome old man has not changed, but the people who accompany him will always change.But this old man doesn't have much to say to the people who are with him, but he is kinder to the people in the village and can say more.

Although it looked strange, it should not be inquired about, and the people in the village also knew that they should not talk about it.There are many people who are envious of other people's leisure, and a few quick-talking people come to that person and ask for a fee to tell the story, and the old man really paid.

This kind of thing is not envious. How many people in the peasants can speak well?Those women also have their own things to do, or they can go to the old man to talk in a hurry.

Talking to the old man will feel very comfortable.Although he looks a bit unapproachable on the outside, in fact, as long as he speaks, he will find that this person is quite gentle.

Today, however, seems to be a little different.

"Hey! Uncle Dashan, why are you alone today?" The man standing in the field shouted to the man walking on the field ridge.

Seeing that it was him who was asking the question, Da Shan replied, "They all have something to do, so I'll go out by myself."

"Oh! Then go shopping." The man patted his head foolishly.

Dashan was a little confused, pointing to a dense bamboo forest and asked: "What is there?"

"Where?" The man followed the direction of his finger, thought for a while, and reacted, "There is a natural bamboo forest over there, only a few households are there, there are two ponds, and lotus should be blooming now. People Too little, it’s raining today, and the road is slippery, so don’t go alone.”

Dashan thanked the man and said, "Thank you for your advice, but I have traveled all over the village, and I want to see lotus flowers too. Don't worry, the shoes I wear are non-slip, so there will be no problem. But thank you anyway concern."

"What is this?" The man smiled shyly, "Then you can go."

Dashan didn't respond, and was already heading for the bamboo forest.