Back to the year before the end of the world (MTL)

Chapter 2

    "Good, good, good." Aunt Yao said three good words in succession. Although Zhoujiawu was remote, the matter of Lin's parents was so big that it had spread throughout the town.

    Zhou Jiawu also came to the funeral of the two, so Granny Yao and the others also knew about it. Seeing Lin Luo's eyes inevitably felt more pity.

    "It's okay to come and relax, we don't have anything else, at least the quiet air is good, grandma's house..."

    Grandma Yao warmly invited Lin Luo to eat freshly steamed corn at her house, but Lin Luo declined to be here for a few months. , A lot of things to pack.

    Aunt Yao said that she would help her clean up together, but Lin Luo smiled again and refused. For this reason, she added a little spiritual hint and invited the enthusiastic old man away.

    Grandpa Luo and Grandma Luo came to Zhoujiawu when they fled a famine, but because Grandpa Luo was literate and knew Chinese medicine, they soon took root in the village.

    It's just that everyone has an ancestral land, and the only thing that can be given to them is the place in the innermost part of the village that is closest to the mountain.

    As soon as I opened the door, I saw the rolling mountains, but I was harassed by many wild animals.

    Lin Luo liked this quiet environment very much.

    The house was built 30 years ago by Grandpa Luo's life savings. The two-story area was only 80 square meters, plus the yard in front of the house was 120 square meters at most.

    For the countryside, this area is actually very small, not to mention that after 30 years of erosion, this old house has long experienced various problems.

    Pushing open the old wooden door, the furniture full of age comes into view instantly.

    The table of the Eight Immortals, the long bench, and the half-faded "star" posters on the blue wall.

    Of course, the first thing Lin Luo looked at was the black and white portrait of Grandpa Luo hanging in the center of the main hall.

    The two old people smiled very kindly, and under their aging faces, they could vaguely see the youthful appearance.

    "Grandpa, grandma." Lin Luochao's portrait slightly bent over, "Luo Luo is back."

    When she was in elementary school, she would come here every summer and winter vacation. Grandpa would teach her how to recognize medicinal materials, check her brush homework, and grandma would make all kinds of delicious foods, keeping her tender and tender.

    "I brought my parents, too, in the future..." Lin Luo's curly eyelashes flashed slightly, "Our family will always be together."

    The voice behind it became smaller and smaller, and it seemed that Lin Luo just told him to listen to it. .

    Lin Luo set off at nine in the morning. After more than six hours of trekking, it is now close to the evening. Although it is summer, because of the mountain, the sunshine here is disappearing faster than other places.

    Lin Luo didn't feel anymore, moved some of the things in the car with his hands and feet, and then went upstairs to clean his room.

    There is always a faint musty smell in this room after a few months of being unoccupied, and it needs to be ventilated for a while.

    Lin Luo has been in a difficult environment, so naturally he doesn't care about these small problems.

    When the cleaning was finished, it was obviously less than six o'clock, and the sky had completely dimmed. Zhoujiawu Village was small, and most of them were left-behind elderly people. Naturally, there was no nightlife or anything.