Qianjiang, the hometown of Yang Fan in Thirteenth Aunt’s dream, is on the South Mountain.
As night fell, among the lights of thousands of homes, the Yang family also lit up their lights.
In the dark forest, every household seems to be lighting the way home for people.
The occupancy rate of the entire village is 100%. Even if some young people go out to work, there are still elderly and children left at home.
After roads were built in every village, the lights at the gates of every household were turned on very late.
The elderly and children are afraid that their relatives will come home too late and there will be no light.
Although relatives who are away from home may not be able to come back many times a year.
In the Yang family courtyard, on the steps of the main house, and in the corridor, Yang's father and mother sat side by side on the heavy stone slab.
The stone slabs are very smooth and cool.
When Yang Fan was very young, stone slabs were placed at the gate of the yard so that he could sit there and wait for his parents to get off work or come home from working in the fields.
When he grew up, he moved the stone slabs back into the corridor.
But after he left his hometown to go to school in Jinhai, Yang's father and mother moved the stone slabs to the gate of the yard again.
But the last time he came back, Yang Fan carried it back from the gate to the corridor.
Mr. and Mrs. Yang didn't say anything. After he left, they moved down together.
Last night, the two old people moved back to the corridor for fear of what their son would say when he came back.
When his son was very young, Dad Yang could move stone slabs around by himself.
Now, he can't move it by himself and needs his wife's help.
When Yang Fan was seventeen years old, he could easily move this stone bar by himself.
Even now, he can still carry this stone bar back and forth like a quilt.
"Are the dishes ready?" Sitting on the stone slab and fanning herself in the breeze, Yang's mother asked Yang's father.
"Okay." Dad Yang reached into his pocket.
"Will you die if you don't smoke tonight?" Mother Yang also reached out and hit Father Yang's arm.
Father Yang smiled bitterly and put the cigarette box back into his pocket: "I just feel a little uneasy, so I want to smoke a cigarette to calm myself down."
"I feel at ease now?" Yang's mother said angrily, "Why don't I have to smoke?"
"No more smoking. I won't smoke anymore." Father Yang comforted his wife.
Sometimes, Dad Yang is annoyed by his wife's nagging and temper tantrums.
But no matter how annoyed he is, he always remembers his wife's kindness.
Although my wife is old now and her looks have faded, she has given me her entire youth and life.
Back then, there were many people who wanted to marry his wife.
Some are civil servants who work seriously in the city, some run their own businesses, and some come from upper-middle-class families.
The only difference is that there is no one like Yang's father. He does have a job, but he is a wage earner and can see the whole of life at a glance.
Mother Yang eventually married Father Yang, for no other reason than love.
Dad Yang felt very guilty. He felt that he was not doing it entirely for love.
It’s for my wife’s beauty.
My wife has a bad temper and is in poor health.
I don't have any serious illnesses, but I have minor ones all the time.
Actually, Yang's father has a bad temper, but after living with his wife, he has been able to endure it until now.
In my spare time, I stand with you in the evening, and ask you with a smile whether the porridge is warm in front of the stove. Then everything in life returns to normal.
The two old people do not have too many regrets. Their biggest expectation in life now is probably to wait for their son to get married and start a family, and have grandchildren around them.
There is a village at the foot of the mountain. In the village there is an old man who has read a lot of books, has been to many places, and has a lot of ideas.
As a result, he often drank and acted crazy, and his children all disliked him.
The last person died alone in an abandoned hut.
When Yang Fan came back last time, his mother mentioned this to him.
Because Yang Fan had seen this old man before and heard him talk a lot after drinking.
Yang Fan didn't hate people like the old man, because even if they drank a lot and got drunk, they would not beat or hurt their relatives. They just liked to play the lute to a deaf ear.
Yang Fan had heard the old man's nagging, but the old man couldn't write poetry.
If so, his life would be described as follows: "I am most afraid of asking about my original intention, and seeing my dream come to nothing. When I was young, I set my goal to travel three thousand miles, but I hesitated for a hundred steps and achieved nothing. I spent half my life in ignorance, living a mediocre life. In the blink of an eye, my parents have white hair, and my children are in school. A few pieces of silver make me old, but my heart is still young, and wrinkles appear on my brows. I am still young in my dreams after a long life, but I can only sigh that it was too hasty."
On Nanshan Mountain, fireflies are everywhere.
Their lifespan is generally 3 to 7 days, but some can live relatively longer, up to 10 to 20 days.
For them, life is short.
But it brings bright colors to mankind.
In order to shine briefly, fireflies take a year to breed.
From egg to larva, to pupa, and then to adult.
Their short lifespan is almost entirely due to their poor adaptability, and they can only live near natural, unpolluted waters.
"When Xiaofan brings his girlfriend back, you are not allowed to smoke unless he offers you a cigarette." Mother Yang admonished her husband on the stone slab.
"What if he smokes it himself and doesn't pass it to me?" asked Yang's father.
"Do you think this situation will happen?" Looking down the mountain, Yang Ma said, "Xiao Fan has always been a good student. During these years outside, he has a better temper than the rest of us. It's just that this time he has created a big problem for us."
Father Yang also became distressed.
It is really hard to explain the world outside. They are an old traditional family, and have been faithful to each other for generations. Why is it that their son is so unfaithful
It would be fine if my son’s two girlfriends knew about each other’s existence, but I don’t know if there is a problem.
What’s even more terrifying is that one party knows.
It would be fine if both parties didn't know about it, so they wouldn't be able to meet each other and go home together with their son.
Both Yang's father and mother didn't know how to deal with this situation and were afraid that the truth would be exposed.
That scene is simply unimaginable.
"Old lady, which daughter-in-law do you prefer?" Father Yang suddenly asked his wife.
Mother Yang took a palm-leaf fan and swept it lightly under her feet to drive away mosquitoes.
There are many more mosquitoes in spring than in summer.
At this time of year, there are far fewer mosquitoes on the mountain than when Yang Fan came back last time.
Of course, you still have to light mosquito coils.
But it won’t be like last time, when I was still bitten by mosquitoes from time to time after lighting the mosquito coil.
"How would I know? I've never come into contact with it." Mother Yang's eyes followed the fireflies flashing across the yard.
"You can read faces, right? How many times have you studied their photos?" Yang's father said.
Hearing this, Mother Yang picked up the mobile phone on the stone slab next to her and opened the photo album.
She saved the photos of Aunt Thirteen and Liu Yueyue that Yang Fan sent her.
"I always feel like Xiaofan is joking with us and lying to us?" After taking a look, Mother Yang said to her husband.
Father Yang retracted his neck, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I also think that the person in the photo is ridiculously good-looking. Either the photo is fake, or Xiaofan lied to us."
It is said that when beauty cameras first appeared, many couples broke up due to this.
The reason is that many girls find that they are so beautiful and their current boyfriends are not worthy of them at all.
So they broke up.
This is the same effect that many girls had after going to Lingnan back then. They were called "beautiful girls" all day long, and they thought they were really beauties.
Wulingshan Airport.
This is a small airport, and the terminal is so small that it can be compared to the Liu family’s villa.
Aunt Thirteen's helicopter is parked here.
After getting off the plane, Yang Fan and his group, along with the three treasures, boarded Aunt Thirteen's five-seater luxury car, which had arrived outside Wulingshan Airport in advance.
Before, Yang Fan said that after getting off the plane, he would call an online car-hailing service or take a taxi home.
Aunt Thirteen said her car had already arrived and was waiting, so there was no need.
Cashless electronic payment, airplanes and high-speed trains, artificial intelligence... people's travel and life are becoming more and more convenient and comfortable.
Although it was not Chinese New Year, the trunk of the car was filled with gifts that Aunt Thirteen and Liu Qianqian brought to Yang's father and mother.
Before getting on the car, Yang Fan took a look and didn't say much.
Rich and willful.
"Qianqian, if I go to your house to meet your parents, do I also need to buy so many things?" asked Yang Fan, who was sitting in the driver's seat and replacing the automatic driving.
Liu Qianqian sat in the co-pilot seat. She was no longer as excited as she was on the plane and started to feel nervous.
Because it would only take them twenty minutes at most to reach Yang Fan's home from the airport.
There are few cars in Qianjiang, and even during rush hour, it is rare to see traffic jams.
What's more, their car doesn't need to go through the city to return to Yang Fan's home.
"Ah?" Liu Qianqian was so nervous that she didn't hear clearly what Yang Fan said, and asked: "Yang Fan, what did you just say?"
Yang Fan didn't continue the previous topic. He asked while driving: "Are you airsick or something? You're not feeling well?"
"I'm not airsick. I was just thinking about something else." Liu Qianqian leaned over and pitifully sought comfort from Aunt Thirteen who was sitting in the back seat: "Aunt Thirteen, I'm nervous. How should I greet Yang Fan's parents and what should I call them?"
Aunt Thirteen was also nervous at first, but when she saw Liu Qianqian was so nervous, she actually felt a little less nervous: "You ask Xiaofan, I don't have any experience meeting my boyfriend's parents."
Liu Qianqian was very surprised: "Aunt Thirteen, how come you have no experience?"
They were married and even had a baby.
"Nothing!" Aunt Thirteen was unwilling to say anything more.
Even many direct descendants of the Wen family believed that Thirteenth Aunt had been secretly married, but just did not hold a wedding.
The Liu family naturally had no idea about Aunt Thirteen's true marriage history.
Aunt Thirteen didn't say much, and Liu Qianqian didn't ask many questions either.
Aunt Thirteen is divorced and should be full of resentment towards her ex-husband.
Maybe her ex-husband is an orphan, so it’s not surprising that Aunt Thirteen has never met his parents.
"Yang Fan, how should I call your parents?" Liu Qianqian had to ask Yang Fan himself.
"Just call mom and dad?" Yang Fan said.
"So fast?" Liu Qianqian was surprised.
"A little bit." Yang Fan nodded and looked forward: "Just call them uncle and aunt. Since you already know that my parents are older than yours, it's not appropriate to call them uncle and aunt."
In the back row, Guoguo was sitting in a child safety seat. He wanted to say something several times but was stopped by the murderous look in Aunt Thirteen's eyes.
As a result, the rolling head was slapped several times by the little girl along the way.
Even when being beaten, GunGun still had a flattering look on his face and licked the little girl's hand: You can hit my dog head as you like, as long as you like, but can you wait until you grow up and then use another dog head to hit me? I think the Monkey King's dog head is quite strong.
"Sing a song." Aunt Thirteen was afraid that Guoguo would accidentally say something like "Mom often sleeps with Dad", so she asked the little girl to sing to vent her desire.
"What song are you singing?" Guoguo asked happily.
"Whatever you want, sing whatever you want." Aunt Thirteen was not picky. Anyway, she didn't really like listening to little girls singing.
If given a choice, it would be best for my daughter to be quiet.
Then, Guoguo sang loudly without any fear: "Who can tell me if there is such a pen that can draw a pair of eyes without tears, retain the fleeting time in the world, and make all the beauty never fade away again."
Her childish voice is like the last piece of pure land that stubbornly remains in people's hearts after they have experienced all the vicissitudes of life.
Liu Qianqian, who was sitting in the front row, turned around and looked at Guoguo, who was singing freely but not very seriously.
The melody is really good, I haven't heard it before, is it Yang Fan...
Just as she thought of this, she heard Yang Fan beside her continue Guo Guo's singing: "If this is the case, I can comfort myself. In the night without you, I can draw a ray of light, retain the happiness, and send it all to you. The bitter taste has become sweet."
Guoguo added naturally: "From now on, we don't have to separate the heaven and earth that we love each other. We can still meet in the same sky, moon and sun again."
Then, one big and one small sang together: "As long as I have you in my life, everything is possible, and all the shooting stars can meet at any time..."
An innocent look forward to the future, the voice is clean, like a clear spring, gurgling, very healing!
One who has experienced many vicissitudes of life knows the ending.
"Yang Fan, what song is this?" Liu Qianqian asked impatiently after the father and daughter finished singing.
Yang Fan said: "It's the ending song of Young Justice Bao."
Liu Qianqian was stunned: "Isn't it "Justice Bao"? "
“No, if you do a good job filming of ‘Justice Bao’, there will also be a ‘Young Justice Bao’. Otherwise, this song will always be in my computer and will never be seen in the world.” Yang Fan said.
Liu Qianqian exclaimed, "I almost forgot something. Yang Fan, our "Justice Bao" Season 1 has passed the review and is being prepared for release. The theme song and ending song are not available yet. Do you have any..."
"Yes!" Before Liu Qianqian finished speaking, Yang Fan said, "The theme song and ending song have been prepared for you a long time ago."
Liu Qianqian's eyes lit up: "Did my sister sing it?"
Yang Fan shook his head.
Liu Qianqian was a little surprised at first, but then became excited: "Yang Fan, do you want to sing?"
"If I don't sing, I don't plan to make my debut." Yang Fan said.
"It doesn't matter, just record your own version." Liu Qianqian said happily. Yang Fan's natural voice is very unique and very vivid.
The songs he recorded are a pleasure for his fans, no matter how melody is played or just the sound.
"I'm not that free to go to the recording studio to record songs for no reason." Yang Fan refused.
"No need to run, Thirteenth Aunt's house..." Liu Qianqian couldn't help but blurt out.
But just as she was talking about Thirteenth Aunt, she was interrupted by Thirteenth Aunt: "Qianqian, we are going up the mountain. We should be almost at Xiaofan's house. Look carefully in the makeup mirror and check your makeup."
Thirteen didn't want Liu Qianqian to reveal in advance that the second basement floor of his house had been converted into a recording studio.
I have to tell Yang Fan about this surprise myself.
Yang Fan will definitely be very happy about this and will work harder after nightfall.
When Yang Fan works hard, Shisan loves and hates him.
Of course, love takes up almost everything.
Hate, just a little bit.