The entire 1990s was a period of great construction in Shanghai, with roads and bridges being dug and construction sites everywhere.

Yan'an Road, which runs through the entire urban area, is under construction with a viaduct, and the wide road has been compressed into two two-way lanes. It is also the rush hour, so Li Tang struggles to navigate through the traffic on his motorcycle.

The road conditions gradually improved after driving out of the city. The accidental death in his previous life made him more cautious and cherish his life. Even on the 318 National Highway with not many vehicles, the speed of the motorcycle was still maintained at 60-70 yards.

It took nearly an hour to travel more than 40 kilometers, and it was already the beginning of the lights when driving on the main road of my hometown county. This is a suburban county southwest of Shanghai, located in the lower reaches of Taihu Lake and the upper reaches of Suzhou River. It is a typical Jiangnan water town.

In the eyes of Shanghainese, everything outside the urban area is the countryside. When people in suburban counties go to the urban area, they don’t say going to the city, but to Shanghai. Because before the 1950s, the so-called Greater Shanghai was limited to the central city.

Within the scope of the district, the nine surrounding suburban counties were all subordinate to the neighboring province at that time. Later, the administrative areas were redivided and the current Shanghai was formed.

The county town is not big, but it is very lively.

Li Tang was both familiar and unfamiliar with everything in front of him. Not only did he inherit the memory of this body, he also integrated all the emotions of this body.

Familiarity is this life, unfamiliarity is past life. Compared to the United States, the air here is filled with more fireworks.

Walk along the main road for a few hundred meters, cross the bridge and turn into a small street. It is adjacent to the city river and has a row of front houses with colorful light box signs.

The small street nearly 100 meters away is actually a three-bay hotel. Through the large glass windows, there is a lot of people inside. The sidewalk at the door is full of various bicycles and scooters, and there are several Santana and vans in the open space next to it.

, you can tell at a glance that business is booming.

Li Tang walked into a small alley next to the hotel. The front room was connected to the courtyard behind, and a door was opened on the courtyard wall. He stopped the cart and entered. Half of the small courtyard was occupied by the kitchen, with a pergola and a pool built.

Vegetables and dishes are washed here. There are three bungalows along the river bank, which are the hotel's warehouses.

"Ouch, the little boss is back!"

"Little boss, you came back alone, why didn't you bring your girlfriend back?"

There are two middle-aged women in the yard, one is killing fish and the other is washing dishes.

"Yeah, I'm back."

Li Tang responded vaguely, parked the car and asked, "Where is my dad?"

"In the private room upstairs, people from the bookstore are here."

"oh."

Don't underestimate bookstores these days. In addition to opening a store to sell books, they are also responsible for textbooks for primary and secondary schools in the county. They have a separate business and are very rich.

Every month, the heads of various stores in the towns and villages will come to the county for meetings, and the meals will be served at their own restaurants, which can be considered big customers.

"Little boss, what do you want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry now. I'll come down and eat by myself later."

Our hotel has three floors in total, the lobby on the first floor, the private rooms on the second floor, and the third floor where the father and son live.

Li Tang said hello to the two aunts and ran upstairs.

The third floor has a layout of three bedrooms and one living room. Please ask the aunt in the store to come up often and clean it up, so it is fairly neat and tidy.

Li Tang turned on the air conditioner first when he entered the door, took his clothes and went into the bathroom. After driving all the way back, he was already freezing to the core.

The hot water was gushing, and the skin was a little red from the scalding, and it was finally relieved.

He stood in front of the mirror with a large towel to dry himself off. The energetic young man in the mirror looked quite thin at first glance, but had strong muscles, clear contours, and smooth lines. With a handsome face and a height of 179.5, he was absolutely perfect based on his external conditions alone.

Can be on the cover of a magazine.

After changing into a pair of cotton pajamas, I smelled a strong fragrance when I came out of the bathroom. There was a pot on the coffee table in the living room, with haggis, sheep blood, and thick white sheep soup, with a handful of garlic leaves sprinkled on it, and it was being heated over low heat.

Grumbling.

Li Tang felt hungry instantly when he smelled the smell. He quickly walked over and scooped out a bowl of soup, blew on it, and drank it in small sips. After a few sips, his stomach felt warm and his whole body felt well.

"Why are you thinking about coming back now?"

Lao Li walked in from the door carrying a plate. A plate of neatly cut white water mutton and a plate of braised mandarin fish, which his son usually likes to eat.

"I'm busy. I just came back after the rehearsal today."

Li Tang traveled here for half a year and didn't come back a few times. It had been more than a month since he last went home. No wonder Lao Li was dissatisfied.

"How was the rehearsal?"

"It's very good. It will be officially performed after the Chinese New Year."

"Can you come on stage?"

"I am the B corner, looking for opportunities."

As Li Tang spoke, he eagerly picked up a piece of mutton with skin and dipped it in his own secret sauce. The mutton was fragrant, glutinous and soft, without any smell.

"Dad, let's have some old wine!"

This thing is delicious to eat.

"Well, eat some."

After all, it was a happy thing for his son to come back. Lao Li took a bottle of Wuliangchun and poured it directly into the bowl without taking the cup.

When pouring the wine, he did not forget to remind him: "If you are in Shanghai, don't drive a motorcycle after drinking old wine."

In fact, he has always been opposed to his son buying a motorcycle.

There are three generations of Happy Motorcycles, the Happy 250, commonly known as the "Cannon"; they imitate Suzuki's 125 and the third-generation Happy 90 "Prince Motorcycle". The motorcycles are made of iron and have a very high risk factor. It is said that they were the first batch of "Cannon" motorcycles.

Almost dead.

"I know, don't drive when you drink, and don't drink when you drive." Li Tang answered smoothly.

"It's good to know. Do you have enough banknotes?"

"It's enough! I've transferred all the living expenses my mother sent me to regular deposits, and I haven't touched a penny."

His current salary is just over a thousand a month, he has subsidies for rehearsals, and he also gets extra money from dubbing and filming commercials. He doesn't have to pay rent and he doesn't have a girlfriend, so it's enough to cover his expenses.

Lao Li took a sip of wine, smashed the bar and said: "Tsk, you don't have to save too much. You don't have much money when you take a taxi (taxi) and you don't have much money to drive a motorcycle! Oh, by the way, your mother will send you a mail this time."

How much?"

"Old rule, five thousand yuan." Li Tang ate with a sip of wine and food, enjoying the meal.

Five thousand dollars is five thousand dollars.

Lao Li hummed: "A professor at an American university can earn more than 100,000 U.S. dollars for just a few lectures a year, or 5,000 U.S. dollars, I'm sorry!"

Li Tang looked up at Lao Li with a displeased look on his face and explained: "It's not as exaggerated as hundreds of thousands. I estimate that she only earns seven or eighty thousand a year at most. Five thousand is pretty good if she can give me."

After that, he comforted his father and said: "Actually, I told my mother last time she called me. I have already worked and there is no need to send any more money..."

Before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Lao Li: "Why don't you do it? I'll cut you off! I don't want to give away my US dollars. This is what I owe you, know how to cut it off!"

"oh."

Li Tang could only nod.

At the same time, I secretly sighed. After all these years, my father's knot in his heart is still unresolved.

The son of a landlord and the daughter of a capitalist, fish after fish, shrimp after shrimp, or hugging together to keep warm, are all caused by the buzzing era.

My father undoubtedly loves my mother. Even though he is married and has children, he still supports my mother's college entrance examination.

He went to college, studied abroad, and then Huang He left forever, becoming a female version of Chen Shimei.

Li Tang once hated his mother, but now he understands it very well, because his mother, Ms. Tang, is the same type of person as his parents in the previous life.

In the 1980s, a college student who graduated from a prestigious school saw the colorful world of the United States again. It was difficult for him to fall in love with a buyer from a rural supply and marketing cooperative because they were from two different worlds.

Although Ms. Tang and Lao Li were divorced, they did not give up their responsibilities, and the alimony payments have not been cut off for so many years. On one point, Li Tang still agrees.

Besides, Ms. Tang has already reorganized her family in the United States and has two children, so why should she worry about it anymore.

He glanced at his resentful father and couldn't help but advise: "It's been so many years, so let's forget it. She is now a professor at an American university, but our life is not bad."

When his parents divorced, Li Tang was already in elementary school. Although it was difficult for his father to take care of him as a dragster at first, he was brave and shrewd, and soon made his first fortune by selling cigarettes.

Pot of gold.

Later, the supply and marketing cooperative was in recession, so he simply resigned and opened a restaurant. Over the past few years, the restaurant business became more and more prosperous, and he earned a three-story house with nearly 400 square meters. Now he can easily earn 300,000 to 400,000 yuan a year.

"Forget it? Humph!"

Lao Li picked up the bowl bitterly, took a big sip of wine, picked up the haggis in the pot, and said nothing for a long time.

"Okay, I won't say anything anymore. Dad, come on, I'll respect you."

It was rare for the two of them to sit and drink together, and Lao Li didn't want to mention these unpleasant old things. He glanced at his son and asked, "How are you and Binbin doing?"

"Break up."

"Ah... no, what's going on?"

Lao Li's chopsticks that he had just stretched out suddenly froze, and he looked at his son in surprise.

"It's okay. I'm just in Shanghai and she went to Beijing. It's definitely not realistic to be together." Li Tang shrugged and said nonchalantly.

"You can't think of a way to make her stay!"

"That's the Beijing Experimental Repertory Theater. Is it possible for her to stay? To say the least, even if she can stay in Shanghai, it's not certain whether she can go on." Li Tang said calmly.
To be continued...