The station was not far from my home. As I sat in the car, I kept talking to Uncle Hu: "Uncle Hu, after not coming back in these years, has the town become so prosperous?"

"You guys have been in big cities for a long time, and your horizons have become higher, right? Where is the town here? This is the county seat!" Uncle Hu said while driving.

I blushed, and I actually went through the town in one breath, forgetting that this was the county seat. It wasn't that I had a higher vision, but it was because I hadn't been back for so many years that my memory was a little blurry, and I couldn't tell the difference between the town and the county seat.

In fact, I can't tell the difference between the town and the county. Looking out of the car window, these streets feel strange to me. It feels like I'm in another place. Fortunately, after passing that bustling street, the old streets are still preserved next time.

Seeing so many familiar buildings made me feel like I was home.

In my heart, whether it is the town or the county, there is a strange feeling. My hometown is just that quiet village, that abandoned labor shop, and that small building hidden in the bamboo forest. Have they changed?

Just when I was thinking wildly, the car had stopped. Uncle Hu turned to me and said, "You brat, we're here, why don't you get out of the car?"

"Are we here?" I looked out the car window doubtfully, not expecting to arrive home at all.

Because there is a brand new street in front of me, which is wide, clean and lively, and I clearly remember that my home is in an alley in front of the school. How could it be here?

Uncle Hu patted me on the shoulder and said: "This place is close to the center of the county and has long been a prime location. It is normal to change it like this. You will know when you get off the car. Your parents are pretty good in the county."

I was a little confused and even timidly picked up my things and got out of the car. Uncle Hu parked the car, carried my luggage, and walked with me. I looked at this strange person and found it funny that my legs were a little weak.

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After walking for only a few minutes, Uncle Hu pulled me to a stop and said, "Sanwa'er, this is it. We're home."

I looked at the beautiful three-story building in front of me with surprise, not quite believing that this was my home.

As far as I can remember, my house was just a two-story building. There were two storefronts downstairs, one selling stationery and snacks for students, the other a small Malatang restaurant, and the upstairs building was occupied by people.

But the three-story building in front of me is very large and grand. There are three large facades on the first floor, one is for selling books, one is an exquisite small restaurant, and the other is a beautiful stationery store.

There seems to be a sign hanging upstairs that says something like a tutoring class. Is this my home?

I had a lot of questions, but unfortunately Uncle Hu didn't even wait for me to ask, so he shouted downstairs: "Old Chen, Old Chen, come downstairs quickly. Remember to ask Sister-in-law Xiuyun to go downstairs with you!"

There was a response from upstairs soon, and it was a voice of agreement: "Old Hu, what's the matter? I'll take Xiuyun down right away."

The voice was a little old, but it was so familiar. My heart was beating wildly. If that voice was not my dad, who could it be? I don’t know why, but when I heard my dad’s response, I actually wanted to run away and didn’t dare to face him.

It feels right, I don’t know what I don’t dare to face.

Uncle Hu felt my excitement, put his hand on my shoulder, and said: "Your parents no longer live here, they bought a building in the county town, and the storefront on this floor is also rented to others.

However, the third floor is reserved and rented to some students and students at a very cheap price.

Parents of students, you know that there are many people in the county. Your dad said that it is not easy for these students, so he thought it was a good deed to build up your virtue. Didn’t you ask someone to bring back a lot of things last time? Your parents specially set aside a room

I want to decorate a room, no, I have been busy with this for the past few days."

Uncle Hu was talking to me, but I was nervous and didn't listen much at all. I was silent, but I saw a figure walking out of the corridor, then looked at me and was stunned, and then another figure walked out of the corridor,

He was also stunned when he looked at me.

The first one to walk out was my father, followed by my mother.

As soon as I saw them, I couldn't bear it anymore. At this moment, the whole world seemed to disappear. Only these two figures were left in my eyes. I didn't want to cry at first, but as soon as I saw them, my eyes were like

It was like opening a floodgate, and the tears couldn't be shut down at all.

After just staring for a few seconds, my face was already full of tears. How many years has it been? Eight years. I haven't seen my parents in eight years.

Uncle Hu looked at our family standing here stupidly. He couldn't help but push me and said, "Why are you standing there? Why don't you call me parents?"

I adjusted my breathing several times and finally shouted: "Dad." The voice was so trembling that I couldn't listen anymore.

My dad walked over quickly at this time, without saying anything, and immediately hugged me tightly. In my dad’s strong hug, I suddenly burst into tears. I can’t speculate on their eight years of life.

Day and night, how much I miss you, and how uncomfortable it feels. I only know how hard my father, who has always been emotionally reserved, hugs me at this moment, so hard that I feel like he is afraid that I will disappear.

I hugged my dad back hard and wanted to say something, but was suddenly drowned out by the cries. I consider myself a soft-hearted person who often sheds tears, but I rarely cry, just like this.

My dad hugged me, maybe feeling embarrassed, and let me go, but he still held me tightly, and then shouted to my mom who was still in a daze: "Old woman, what are you still doing there? No.

Have you seen your son come back?"

At this time, my mood was much better. I wiped away my tears, forced a smile, and shouted to my stupid mother: "Mom, I'm back."

The feeling of shouting this sentence is so strange, just like how many years ago I came back from school, threw away my schoolbag, and called Mom, I'm back. It's like how many years ago, I came back from the mountains and called Mom,

I'm back.

Now, eight years later, I still have the same sentence, "Mom, I'm back." I really want to shout for the rest of my life. Until the moment I die, I can shout like this, "Mom, I'm back."

When my mother heard this, she quickly took two steps towards me, then suddenly squatted down, covering her face and crying. When my father saw this, he walked over very quickly, pulled my mother, and said:

"I said, why are you crying, old woman? Why are you crying when your son is back? There are so many people on the street, why are you crying?"

Uncle Hu's eyes were red at the moment, but he still joked: "Your family is really funny. Everyone bursts into tears when we meet. What are you doing? Are you still standing on the street and won't let me go in?"

I also walked over, gently pulled my mother up, and said, "Mom, I'm coming back this time and will stay for a month. Let's talk when we go home."

My mother was finally pulled up by me, and when we came together, she touched my face and murmured: "My eldest son is back, he is back, hey, Sanwa'er, he is back."

My eyes were red, I looked at my mother with a smile, nodded and said, "Well, Mom, I'm back."

My mother seemed to have finally woken up from a dream and realized that it was reality. She suddenly started laughing, and then she held her arm tightly and said, "My third son, let's go into the house. Old Hu,

Come in quickly. No, I have to buy groceries. Son, what do you want to eat? Oh, what time is it?"

My mother was incoherent, crying and laughing, but she was so cute in my eyes. My father was very dissatisfied next to her, muttering: "She is an old woman, and she is not stable at all. She is crying and laughing at the same time. What does it look like?"

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"My son is back. I am happy and happy. Do you care?" My mother retorted unceremoniously.

I was quite happy to watch my parents bickering. The initial feeling of being close to home and not daring to see my parents had completely disappeared. What was left was only kindness, family affection, and that kind of deep warmth that surrounded me.

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There are thousands of words to describe it, but there is no need to explain it clearly at once, because I have a month to express my feelings of separation to my parents.

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Sitting at the dinner table were me, my parents, and Uncle Hu.

My two sisters are already working in other cities, but my parents have notified them as soon as possible to let them come back.

At that time, the university was still assigning jobs. My two sisters really wanted to stay in Beijing, but we had no choice but to obey the arrangement, so we went to work in other cities. Because we went to other cities, we had fewer opportunities to meet each other.

I miss them so much!

In addition, my eldest sister is already married, I have a brother-in-law, and a two-year-old nephew. My second sister is also getting married this year. Unfortunately, I don’t know about these important events in the family, and I have no way of knowing.

When I was young, I didn’t take it seriously. When I grew up, I realized that bad luck can be so cruel. Some people envy Taoist priests and my powerful spiritual awareness. However, they didn’t know that I also envy the happiness of being able to always be with my parents and relatives.

Woolen cloth?

We had a long meal and we talked too much. I originally wanted to go home in glory and give my parents peace of mind, but after three rounds of drinking, I still couldn’t help but tell a lot of truth to my parents. I couldn’t bear to deceive them.

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Look, time is so cruel. My father’s hair has turned gray, and my capable mother has also developed a lot of wrinkles. My impression of them stayed at the time when I was 15 years old. When I came back this time, I realized that how could time change?

Staying because of my memory?

How could I bear to deceive such parents?

I talked about everything, but I talked about many things lightly, such as my rebellious years, the time I almost died in a fight, and the various dangers I experienced. I only focused on some learning and interesting experiences to them.

The truth is the truth, but it is also my purpose not to make them worry.

My experience was unusual, and of course it made my parents sigh. In the end, the two old people couldn't speak for a long time, including Uncle Hu.

After a long time, my dad put down the wine glass and said, "The old village chief is so pitiful. He'd better be kind."

My mother also said: "That's right, it's better for people to be kind, so I can sleep well tonight."

This is the most simple feeling of ordinary people. I looked at my parents with joy. As for Uncle Hu, he heard a lot of danger from this matter. He just said: "Only by following Mr. Jiang can we experience this."

.This Mr. Jiang has been away for three years. I don’t know when I will see him again.”
Chapter completed!