After four years, Jiang Xueming returned to this place.

His heart is mixed and difficult to describe in words.

It was a bitter and sad taste, and it also had some nostalgia.

There is not much change in my hometown, and time seems to leave no more traces on these roads and houses.

The yellow dit road in the countryside, the small canals by the roadside, the big lotus leaves in the canal, and the wild cranberries further away from the big lotus leaves.

All of this has not changed, but Jiang Xueming is no longer a child.

He took Brother Qi to find a small hotel in the county town. The two handed over their ID cards and opened a room.

When checking in, Brother Qi was so nervous that he only opened one room and two beds.

Jiang Xueming seemed to have guessed the little girl in Brother Qi's heart. When he arrived at the double room in the hotel, he said openly and honestly: "I feel uneasy when I live with you."

Then he threw the clothes he had bought outside Pingyang University Town on the bed, walked out of the door, and brought the door, "Change the clothes and make your hands and feet quicker."

Xiaoqi sat on the edge of the bed and pursed her lips. When Jiang Xueming went out, she came to her senses and looked lost. She grabbed the hem of the red dress with both hands, as if she had thought about it for a long time. She pinched her hair with one hand and bit her nails in her mouth.

When dealing with such a thing, she seemed not so brave, and she didn't have the courage to really break the window paper. When she was in the same room with Jiang Xueming, she didn't even dare to say anything.

Jiang Xueming's knock on the door sounded outside the door.

"Brother Qi, are you doing well? I saw that you were changing clothes very quickly before."

"Oh oh oh oh! Now!"

Xiaoqi changed into casual clothes cleanly, took off his fishtail skirt, took off his makeup, and was fascinated by his beautiful legs for a while, happily putting on jeans and T-shirts.

She straightened her hair, tied it back into a refreshing ponytail, and passed it through the flap of the baseball cap.

She took care of her clothes, but felt that it was not enough, so she turned around in front of the mirror and added a few strokes to her eyebrows before she was satisfied. Finally, she managed her expression with satisfaction.

As soon as Xiaoqi opened the door, he saw that Jiang Xueming had changed his clothes.

Xue Mingduo glanced at Brother Qi, just nodded, and without saying anything, throwing the old clothes in his hand into the dirty laundry basket.

"You just now..." Brother Qi teased his fingers, a little confused: "Have you changed your clothes in the aisle?"

Jiang Xueming took off the door card, brought the brocade box and backpack, and brought the door with him.

He replied casually: "What if it is? Will you be honest with you?"

"Hmph..." Brother Qi laughed secretly and changed his words: "No, no, are you not afraid of others seeing it?"

Jiang Xueming didn't care about other people's gazes and skipped the question: "Let's go."

Xiaoqi followed Mr. Xueming and asked without a word, "Are you so anxious?"

"Time is enough, we go home for a meal. We will come back after we get things done." Jiang Xueming walked quickly and asked for two cigarettes and a bottle of wine at the front desk, preparing to take it home.

At this moment, Brother Qi suddenly became timid: "To be honest, I'm a little nervous... This is the first time I've been to a boy's house. Do I think it's too fast?"

"You don't have to take it too seriously. If you don't want to act, I can handle it alone." Xueming walked out of the hotel and set foot on the cement road leading to the countryside in the county town. "Just just ask you to take a few more glances outside the room and do your job well."

Xiaoqi hurriedly chased after him: "Oh no no no no! Director, I don't mean that. Just pretend I haven't said it, I will act and I will act!"

Jiang Xueming suddenly said, "Thank you, 9527."

When Xiaoqi heard this solemn thanking Daming, he was stunned for a moment.

She and Xue Ming walked side by side. The sound of crickets from the fields on both sides was very lively. The moonlight shone on their shoulders. The sound of frogs in the fields set off the clear and transparent stars in the sky. The smoke from the farmhouse in the distance rose, and the dogs and dogs in front of the door were barking in a low voice.

A little bit of human fireworks and a little bit of tranquility and peace.

All of this made her feel extremely romantic.

"Mr. Xueming..." Xiaoqi lowered his head and did not dare to look at the faces of the people around him: "Have you ever thought... we can keep walking like this. I mean, every afternoon or evening, we will walk together. I don't talk, and you don't talk. Just walk shoulder to shoulder for a while."

Xue Ming didn't know what Xiaoqi meant: "Do you have to leave every day?"

Xiaoqi changed his words in a panic: "Don't need to choose a time you like every day."

Jiang Xueming casually replied: "No problem."

Xiaoqi jumped happily: "That's OK! I've agreed!"

Xiaoqi's excitement, no matter how much Jiang Xueming looks like wood, he still understands the meaning.

For Jiang Xueming, there are many mysteries in this woman, Jiuwu27, and he did not dare to relax his vigilance at all.

In his impression—

——Xiao Qi only has one code name, unknown age, unknown life experience, and even a question mark whether a human being is.

According to the instructions in the log, waiters are very important to passengers. However, it is not clear that the passengers must maintain a friendly relationship, or even super friendly relationship, with the waiters.

Every time I think of Brother Qi's strange and weird smile, Jiang Xueming will be unable to sleep or eat. That kind of smile is his blind spot in knowledge.

Jiang Xueming usually stays away from things he doesn't understand. However, he will agree to the request of "walking together".

The two walked through the narrow cement path, stepped onto the gravel path beside the small fish pond, and trekked all the way to Xueming's old house.

Dried radishes were dried on the mud-surface wooden rack at the door, and next to the two-story self-built building is a pigpen that has been abandoned for more than ten years.

Since the firewood room was gas-free, it has become a guardian's shack. The puppy has grown up now, with black hair all over it. When he saw a stranger, he immediately rushed out and barked wildly.

Jiang Xueming just raised his hand and said a word.

The big black dog seemed to have seen the nemesis, and its tail immediately shook, like an electric fan, with both ears on the back of its head and its eyes turned watery.

It jumped and whimpered all the way, with its paws resting on Xue Ming's thighs, stretched its head and stuck out its tongue, and kept breathing violently.

"I'm back, I'm back." Xue Ming scratched the big black dog's head and neck.

Xiaoqi was itchy when he saw itchy and didn't dare to touch it. He asked curiously: "What is its name? Does it have a name? I call it, does it recognize me?"

"No name." Jiang Xueming replied: "My parents are both countrymen and don't know many of them. They said they named me and Bai Lu, and they spent a lot of money to ask fortune tellers to call them, so we called it "dog" and there was no name."

"Dog!" Xiaoqi tried hard and shouted with all his strength: "Dog! Dog!"

She shouted, and the big black dog just barked.

She squatted down happily and scratched the black dog's neck along Xue Ming's hand. The big black dog also crawled down and nodded at her.

Xiaoqi's voice was very bright, like a melodious violin, which was very far away from the countryside and mountains.

The movement outside the door soon invited the owner of the old house out.

Old Man Jiang walked to the door with a crutch, and his beard turned gray and his eyes were not good. He had few hairs on his head, so he had to have a chic hairstyle.

When the old man saw Jiang Xueming in the mud plate clearly, he saw his son who had been running away from home for more than four years.

Jiang Xueming just said hello.

"Dad, I'm back."

Xiaoqi whispered: "It seems that the old man has bad legs and feet..."

Old Man Jiang's eyes became more and more wrong, and his face changed from being calm and innocent to being angry.

He lifted the crutch and rushed to Jiang Xueming with a steed brisk manner, shouting and scolding: "Little beast! How dare you! I will beat you to death today!"

Xue Ming quickly grabbed the dragon-headed staff with quick eyes and grabbed it firmly in his hand.

Xiaoqi was frightened by the side and was amazed: "Isn't our father's legs and feet very neat... he has a tough body. Why are he using crutches?"

Jiang Xueming suppressed his father's harsh and scolded him, and took the time to answer Xiaoqi.

"He is pretending and likes to pretend. He feels like a noble person when he is leaning on crutches."

"What did you say! Little beast!" Old man Jiang's eyes were wide open, very scary. The arteries in his neck and the blood vessels in his temples were agitated. He pulled the crutches violently and could not be pulled out.

The depressing atmosphere made Xiaoqi feel uneasy.

It's like two wild beasts fighting in the territory, and no one is convinced.

It took a long time, a long time.

Old Man Jiang was like a defeated rooster, and began to beg for mercy again, "Let me go! Let go... Let go of the crutch... I am your father!"

Jiang Xueming responded to the force and slowly let go of his hand.

But as soon as he let go, Old Man Jiang suddenly lifted the stick and sucked it over.

So the situation scored twice and came back to the first round.

Still familiar cries.

"I will beat you to death by little beast!"

Jiang Xueming said nothing.

He just grabbed the mahogany stick, picked up the cigarette and wine in one hand, and said angrily: "Dad, I'm back. I brought you something, and I brought my wife back."

"You ask me to hit you a few times!" Old Man Jiang refused to give in: "Don't let me be embarrassed in front of outsiders! You ask me to hit you a few times!"

Xue Ming covered her forehead: "She is not an outsider."

Xiaoqi smiled happily: "I am his own person."

Old Man Jiang looked at Xiaoqi with suspicion in his eyes, his expression became terrifying. His eye sockets were deep, and he could smell the smell of rotten teeth from his mouthpiece, lips and teeth.
To be continued...