90s: You are all reborn, who will spoil you?

Xie Yan also understood Xie Jianhua's decision. Perhaps both he and his wife needed to calm down.

She didn't know whether she should intervene too much. What if Xie Jianhua didn't actually want to divorce? What if Lin Luping suddenly repented in this life? She decided to give the choice to Xie Jianhua.

My grandmother's home is in a village called Shiweng, in the mountainous area near Lianghe Town.

There is a group of mountains in that place, and the mountains are cut by gullies and streams, forming deep wrinkles.

At the bottom of the wrinkle are streams and flat farmland, while at the top of the wrinkle is the residence of the Xiangjiazhai people of Shiweng Village.

Grandma's house is on a small piece of land on the top of the mountain, surrounded by bamboo forests and trees. A small path extends out obliquely from the bamboo forest, winding down along the ridge, and finally connects with the road at the foot of the mountain.

There are more than 20 households living on the flat land, all of whom are from Xiangjiazhai.

The reason why this place is called Xiangjiazhai is because the main indigenous residents are surnamed Xiang, and Xie Yan's ancestors migrated here to avoid disaster during the war.

There are only two families with the same surname living in Xiangjiazhai, one is Xiang and the other is Xie.

Grandma's house is an old mud wall built with red mud and hay, and the roof is covered with simple green tiles.

It was built by Xie Yan's grandfather when he was young. Now that her grandfather has passed away for many years, the mud house is still as solid as before.

The summer sunshine, like golden silk, gently spreads on the red mud courtyard of my grandmother's house, making this quaint building that has stood the test of time even more warm and peaceful.

The cracks and spots on the wall are marks of time and witnesses of family history. They quietly tell the story of past glory and vicissitudes.

On the roof, the green tiles are closely connected, like green lotus leaves, supporting the sky for the courtyard below.

The layout of the courtyard is ingenious and reasonable. My grandmother's family lives on the east side, and my second grandmother's family lives on the west side.

Second Grandma’s husband is Xie Yan’s grandfather’s brother, so Xie Yan should call him Second Grandpa.

Although the two families' houses are closely adjacent to each other, through clever design, they have maintained their respective privacy while making it easy for them to take care of each other.

In the center of the yard, the tall pear tree planted by my great-grandfather himself is like a giant umbrella with dense branches and leaves, bringing a rare shade to the entire yard.

Under the pear tree, a hand-carved stone table and several stone benches quietly wait for the family to return.

Once upon a time, Xie Yan's parents and sisters-in-law and relatives were all here. In the evening, this place became a good place for family members to chat and play chess after dinner.

The children were playing and fighting under the trees, while the adults were sitting together, chatting about family matters, enjoying this rare tranquility and warmth.

This is where Xie Jianhua grew up and where all his childhood memories are kept.

Outside the courtyard, grandma carefully enclosed a piece of land with a fence, which was planted with pomelo and pear trees.

Under the careful care of my great-grandfather and great-grandmother, those fruit trees grew healthily and flourished.

When the fruits are ripe, the whole yard is filled with the sweet aroma of fruits, which is mouth-watering.

Grandma and the aunts would pick these fruits together and then distribute them to the relatives and neighbors in the village to taste, sharing the joy and sweetness of the harvest.

In addition to pears and grapefruits, many Chinese medicinal herbs are also planted in the fields, such as ginseng, Polygonum multiflorum, angelica, astragalus, etc.

These medicinal herbs were picked from the mountains by my great-grandfather, grandfather and the elders in the village. They knew how to use these gifts from nature to nourish the body.

Grandma often makes medicinal soup to nourish the family.

After all, the Xie family has been veterinarians for generations, and they are well-known Chinese veterinarians in the area.

Whenever the fragrance of medicine fills the air, the entire courtyard is filled with warmth and care.

In the pigsty, a few fat pigs were grunting as they ate the grass that grandma prepared for them.

Those pigs are the treasures of my grandmother's family. They not only provide fresh pork for the family, but are also important gifts for the villagers during festivals.

Every Chinese New Year, grandma would choose the fattest pig to slaughter and prepare a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner for her family and relatives.

In the yard, several chickens and ducks were foraging freely.

Sometimes they lower their heads to peck at the insects and grass seeds on the ground; sometimes they make a few crisp calls, adding a bit of vitality and vigor to the entire courtyard.

The eggs laid by chickens and ducks are one of the delicacies that grandma always has on hand, and are also one of Xie Yan’s favorite foods.

Whenever grandma brought out a plate of delicious fried eggs or boiled eggs, Xie Yan couldn't wait to pick one up to taste it.

Both families have big yellow dogs, which guard the home loyally.

When strangers approach, the big yellow dogs will stand up alertly and make low growls to protect the safety of their families.

Whenever Xie Yan returned to her grandmother's house, the big yellow dog raised by her grandmother would always wag its tail to welcome her, but the big yellow dog raised by her second grandmother would be mean to her. The big yellow dogs in the countryside are very human-like and know who their family members are.

My third uncle’s house is located on the ground floor above my grandmother’s courtyard. It is a small bungalow with its own entrance and exit.

This building was built by my grandfather during his lifetime. Although it has gone through changes over the years, it is still as solid as before.

My third uncle was a hardworking and capable man. When the family was divided, my grandfather did not give him a house. He built a small bungalow with the money he earned from digging coal in the mine.

When Xie Yan was a child, she lived with her grandparents or her maternal grandparents during the summer vacation. She only returned to her parents when she started elementary school.

During that time, she lived a carefree life, running around the mountains and fields with her cousins ​​in the village all day, picking wild fruits, digging bird nests, and playing hide-and-seek. She was as happy as a little bird.

But ever since Grandpa passed away, Grandma's health has not been very good. Xie Jianhua was worried about leaving his daughter there alone, so he never let her go back.

As soon as Xie Jianhua told Xie Yan about his idea, she agreed and immediately started packing up.

Early the next morning, the father and daughter set out on their journey back home.

After half an hour of bumpy ride, the father and daughter finally arrived at the path at the foot of the mountain.

Xie Jianhua bought some snacks, meat and supplements in the town and took Xie Yan to climb the mountain.

Xiangjiazhai is a very closed and remote place. The mountain road is seven or eight hundred meters above sea level. The mountain that Xie Jianhua climbed can be seen to have been carved out by the older generation with chisels.

The winding mountain road is narrow, rugged and S-shaped. If someone with acrophobia walks on it, they will definitely be scared.

Even though Xie Yan was reborn, she still had to use her hands and feet to walk this mountain road again.

The scenery in the mountains is so beautiful. Lush trees cover the entire hillside. The breeze blows, the leaves rustle, and the mountains in the distance are shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.