It was very cold last night, but when the sun came out in the morning, it took half an hour to burn, but it was so hot that even the thick clothes on my body could not be worn.

Tang Guangming sat on a chair in the Chen brothers' yard, took out his cell phone, turned on WPS and started writing a diary.

As a young man who is determined to become a great writer like Lu Yao, he writes a diary every night.

If you don’t sing and practice your hands for three days, you don’t sing and practice your hands for three days. This is the thing you have to keep writing, so that you can maintain your sensitivity to words and your keen thoughts.

Although he knows that with his talent, he will never be able to be a writer in his life, he always has the urge to record everything in his heart, which is one of the few pleasures in his life.

There is no certain number of words in a diary. The more you have three or five thousand, and the less one line of words are enough.

For example, he once wrote, "I played mahjong for two hours today, and I was tired, so I went home to sleep." "I am very happy to continue mahjong after get off work today." "Mahjong, or mahjong, Tang Guangming, how can you waste your youth on the card table? I despise you." "I won a lot of mahjong today, and I am happy, and it is still necessary to have appropriate entertainment activities."

"Today I saw a beautiful girl. I felt that the world has become better and I really want to fall in love. Should I go and chat with her? Forget it, she is a fairy. I am so ordinary, I can't speak. Write something to record this encounter." - A serious person also needs love, and a serious person also needs to write a diary.

There are not many check-in attractions in Hongshi Village. Tourists come here to enjoy leisure tours. Except for those who wake up early to watch the snow-capped mountains, they usually have to sleep until ten o'clock before getting up one after another. Then they climb the mountain, take a walk, and exercise.

Therefore, Chen Er didn't leave a stall in the morning, he would go to his vineyard to work hard.

Chen Da also went out to work, and Tang Guangming was the only one left in the yard, so he was quiet.

His fingers lightly on the screen? Start typing.

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On April XX, 20XX, the weather was sunny, Hongshi Village, W City, S Province.

I've arrived in the village.

I feel good about myself? I took the damn green train for a few days? I was tired enough? But I didn't lose weight and I was full of hope for the future. The blue sky and white clouds are so good. I almost didn't have money.

This is where my mother lived for several months? In terms of blood relationships, this may be my real hometown, but I do not belong here. All of this has nothing to do with me.

Depend on Chen Er's conditions? Although his house is broken, but the financial situation is good? It is said that he can make thousands of profits a day? If you are willing to lend a helping hand, there is no problem with grandma's surgery fee.

But? I really can't speak!

Just imagine, as a child from a single-parent family, you grow up to your twenties, and suddenly one day you want to call a stranger father, why do you thank you? What's more, the suffering you and your mother have suffered is thanks to this man? You only have hatred in your heart? How can you recognize your ancestors and return to your hometown?

...

Which one is the greatest kind of kindness or kindness of raising one? I think it is the kindness of raising oneself.

To put it bluntly? Chen Er just provided a piece of DNA to me and my mother.

...

But what should grandma do?

With my aunt's mean and vicious personality, if I don't bring the money back, she will definitely not pay the surgery fee.

For her, money and relatives, money is the most important. For money, it doesn’t matter even your own parents.

...

Last night I finally found Chen Er, the man who provided me with the genetic code, felt indescribable in my heart and didn't know how to face all this.

In fact, Chen Er is quite good at people, enthusiastic, honest and kind. I live at his house, and he only charges ten yuan a night and treats me to dinner.

Hey, don't say, the dinner was very good, the old hen was stewed, and a layer of yellow chicken oil floated on the soup noodles, which was so fragrant. The unsold shredded radish was sweet and crispy. It was also filled with the cooked chicken and cut into pieces. It was numb and spicy, and it was really a meal.

Chen Er's skill in making cold dishes is really good. It is said that this technique was passed down by his father.

Isn’t his father my grandfather? I looked at the photos and looked like me. I was a handsome old man. Later, he vomited blood to death because of the tiring work in the field.

I have to say that the Chen family is very hardworking. Chen Er was still killing chickens and plucking feathers to make soup, cutting shredded radish, and placing flavor. He was busy until midnight before going to bed.

Chen Daze made a fire in his kitchen and baked the mushrooms he picked from the mountain, and prepared to make them into dry goods and sold them for money. So, he went up the mountain to pick mushrooms again at dawn.

It is late spring now, and the climate in Hongshi Village is dry, but there will be light rain occasionally in the morning and evening.

Although the rain was not enough to wet the ground, the trees and grass on the mountain were green, and clumps of mushrooms would grow. Last night, Chen Da wanted to take me to see the mushrooms he picked.

It's strange that I almost started fighting with him in the front. But in a blink of an eye, the old man was very intimate with me. He just brought a pot of roast goose to Chen Er's table and kept pointing at me for me to eat. If I didn't eat, he screamed, looking very angry.

It’s hard to refuse the kindness, so just eat it.

Chen Da didn't leave, but sat next to me, holding his chin with his hands and staring at me. His expression was so weird, he smiled and had red eyes, as if he was eating people.

Alas, I saw that he was so kind. When it comes to blood ties, he is my uncle!

Blood is thicker than water, which is written into the genes.

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As the diary was written here, Tang Guangming stopped. Compared to psychological resistance to Chen Er, the so-called "father", he was more emotionally acceptable to Chen Da, his relative uncle.

Moreover, judging from his attitude towards him, he should have noticed something, but he could not speak.

My uncle is really willing to treat me well, but he doesn’t know what method to use, so he just lets me eat.

Thinking of this old man, Tang Guangming smiled and continued to write a diary.

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Uncle, okay, Chen Runguo is my relative uncle, and this relative must be recognized.

He really found out that I was his nephew.

When I woke up this morning, the neighbor next door came over to gossip and said that Chen Da was really weird. He was fighting with Chen Er, but last night he went to Lao Huang's house and asked him to make a pot of braised goose. Lao Huang didn't do it, so he stayed there and screamed.

The neighbor smiled and said to Chen Er, "Chen Lao Er, your brother is very nice to you, right, he only has a lifetime brother. Everyone is old, how many years can he live? All the past things have passed, and they are all your own hands."

Chen Er looked very happy too.

In fact, he didn't know that Chen Da was happy because I came!

I am also a rural child, so the affairs of the country are naturally clear. The farmers are all feudal and pay attention to inheriting the family line. Neither of their brothers got married or had children. If they die in the future, they would even have no one to burn incense and paper. Now I am suddenly here, Chen Da is excited!

Not only did he deliver supper, but early this morning, I woke up and saw him standing at the head of the bed as soon as I opened my eyes. It was really scary.

Alas, the house is so broken, and there is no door tying. The Chen family makes so much money in a year, and they don’t know how to repair the house... That’s right, they are just a bachelor, and they don’t care so much about it.

I was so scared by my uncle that I screamed out loud, but he waved his hand and pointed to the bedside table.

There was already a bowl of hot noodles and a cup of tea on it.

The noodles are so delicious, they are made with mushrooms and meaty sauce, fresh!

After my uncle came to deliver breakfast, he didn't leave, but sat there silently watching me eat.

By the way, after eating, he tried to wipe my mouth with a napkin, which was really scary.

When washing my face, he also twisted a towel and squeezed toothpaste for me... Such enthusiasm is really embarrassing!

But my heart is so warm that I haven't been cared for so much.

It feels so good to be cared for and loved by others!

...

Speaking of mushrooms in the mountains, they are really good things.

There are the green hill mushrooms under the green hill trees, the boletes under the pine trees, and the chicken mushrooms in the bamboo forest, which are the bigfoot mushrooms in the local dialect.

Bigfoot mushrooms are so delicious that they have to bite off their tongues. It is said that this mushroom is sold on the market for more than 100 pounds. My uncle made it into sausage for me without hesitation. He is such a kind old man!

...

No, judging from my uncle's actions, I should have known that I am a descendant of his Chen family, so I have to leave here as soon as possible.

This time I came here just to see where my mother lived and figure out where I came from. As for the 60,000 yuan, I never thought about it. After all, Chen Er hurt my mother so much back then, and I couldn't get through this hurdle in my mind no matter what.

Since I have come here to see it, it’s time to leave.

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After writing the diary, my phone was already hot.

Tang Guangming finally read the article and felt that he wrote a little scattered and his writing was rough, so he was not very satisfied.

Shaking his head, exiting the document, and carrying his backpack.

At this time, Chen Da carries a ginger and then, and it is full of boletus mushrooms. It looks yellow and a little afraid of people.

"Ahhhh..." Chen shouted.

Tang Guangming: "Uncle, I'm leaving. Uncle Chen Er will thank him for his hospitality later on."

Chen Da's back fell to the ground, mushrooms scattered all over the ground, and he kept screaming.

Tang Guangming nodded to him and walked out of the yard.

"Ahhhhhh." Chen Da followed up and kept shouting something.

Tang Guangming just ignored it, bowed his head and walked towards the country bus greeting station, seeing that the time was about to arrive.

After walking for a long time, Chen Da suddenly grabbed his sleeve: "Baby, where are you going?"

Tang Guangming understood this: "Uncle, I'm going home."

"Will you come again in the future?"

"It's enough to come, not come again, never come again."

Chen Da suddenly cried: "I can't bear to leave you, I can't bear to leave you. Ahhh..." His mouth and nose began to tilt again, and his saliva was dragged half of the length, and he couldn't speak again.

Tang Guangming stretched out his sleeve and wiped his mouth: "I can't bear to leave you, but... I really have to leave. Life is about separation again and again. Take good care of yourself and don't let your relatives worry."

...

Tang Guangming left. Seeing the car gradually moving away, Chen Da seemed to have lost his strength and sat in the pavilion and kept hammering his head with his fists.
Chapter completed!