The brother was surprised when I suddenly spoke up, who had been silent all this time. He turned around and asked in Sichuan dialect: "Brother, have you been to the Miao Village in western Hunan?"

I smiled and said, "Yes, the scenery there is beautiful. I heard that the country is going to develop tourism." In fact, I had never been to Xiangxi at that time. I just said it casually, but I didn't expect that that place would be so popular now.

It has really become a tourist destination. Many mysterious things have been deliberately exaggerated, but many truths have been covered up. The only thing that cannot be covered up is the local folk customs, which are still very strong for many reasons.

"I don't know about this. But speaking of it, I really want to go to Xiangxi and see my mother-in-law's hometown. I have never been there." The man said with great interest. After hearing this, I

You know, most of these people are not bragging about their experiences, they are just exaggerating.

I pretended to know a lot and asked, "Which village is your mother-in-law from? Tell me, maybe I've been there and can describe it to you."

The man frowned slightly and said: "My mother-in-law is very taboo about her own village and rarely talks about it. I only heard her mention it once when she was about to die.

Stockade."

XX, I know nothing about Xiangxi, and of course I don’t know where he is talking about, but I silently wrote down the place. You must know that it is not easy to find Gu seedlings in Miao territory. It is always good to have some clues.

, and the Gu seedlings are different from ordinary villages.

Contact, but the Gu seedlings know each other, and there will be some contact. I heard Ling Ruyue mentioned once that there is a special deal between the Gu seedlings. If I have this clue, maybe I can find Ling Ruyue.

where they are.

I feel ashamed when I think about it. Although Ruyue and I have only been together for a short time, we still have a close friendship. We are really like brothers and sisters. I don't even know where she is.

But she didn't say anything about it, and she didn't seem to mention it very much.

When I asked this question, I just said a few perfunctory words and didn't say much more, let alone brag about what I knew. I kept a low profile in front of others and didn't say much. I knew it, even if I hadn't faced society much.

But after talking to others for a few words, I couldn't continue sleeping. I tried very hard to be cheerful, but I still couldn't blend in. I actually fell asleep while listening to them blowing.

When I woke up, I saw the familiar landscape of Sichuan, and I came back here again.

Not long after, the train arrived at Chengdu Station. I politely said goodbye to a few of my seatmates and got off the train in a hurry. This time, I didn’t plan to stop in Chengdu. I told Surou that I would do it within half a year.

Go find him, because I want to spend time with my parents first.

Thinking about my parents and sister, I felt a little hot in my heart and wanted to go home right away. But when I stepped on the bus home, I became afraid again, afraid to see my parents. After so many years, would they be strangers to this son?

My sisters are okay, after all, when they are in Beijing, I can always see them twice a year.

The more I think like this, the more uneasy I feel. Is this the so-called timidity of being close to home?

At that time, the highway lines across the country had not yet been repaired, and the bus had a bumpy day before reaching the prefecture-level city in my hometown. But at this time, there were no buses to the town where my home was, so I had to stay here for one day.

This city is the closest to my hometown, but it’s a pity that I have never been there even once in my life.

At this time, it was the time when the lanterns were on and thousands of houses were lit up. I was walking silently in this city with my luggage. Looking at all this, I suddenly thought of the lights in my house, the smell of my mother’s cooking, and the way my father smiled.

My heart is a little warm, but also a little sad, and the feeling of cowardice is even stronger. Master, Master, you said that the heart of nature is to only experience and not interfere, but how do you want me to let go of the warmth of people's fireworks, even if it is just a trace of warmth?

, it is as heavy as a stone in my heart at this moment. I still can’t let it go.

I ate something casually and spent the night in a small hotel. When I got up early the next day, I looked at my luggage and felt even more timid.

I got up from the bed at once, rushed to the simple bathroom of this small hotel, started to wash myself, shaved very seriously, and took care of my hair very seriously. After that, I dug out my best set of clothes.

, put it on carefully.

After doing all this, I looked in the mirror and smiled bitterly, and realized that I was quite vulgar.

Haha, a tacky Taoist priest, who doesn’t have any sense of immortality at all, is any different from ordinary people? They are all the same, they all have the mentality of returning to their hometown in glory, and they have to maintain their reputation even if they want to save face.

In fact, it’s really not for anything else, just for the parents’ desire to look forward to their children’s success and success. You must know that I have lived in Beijing, a big city that my parents think is very important, for so many years. How can I bear it?

Let them down? I want to satisfy them.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I looked pretty presentable. Carrying my simple luggage and gifts for my parents, I finally boarded the bus back home.

A few hours later, I stood in that familiar small town. When I arrived at the station, I almost couldn't recognize this small town. After so many years, it has become so prosperous.

As soon as I walked out of the station, I met an acquaintance, Hu Xueman, the bearded uncle.

He looked at me, and I looked at him. The two of them were speechless for a moment, and then they giggled at the same time. He suddenly came over and rubbed my head as if he were a child, but found that he couldn't reach it. He said: "Bad boy,

She’s quite tall.”

This sentence undoubtedly broke the alienation caused by time and space. The feelings from many years ago came back again. I smiled and said: "It's not high, just 1.82 meters."

"Haha" Uncle Hu laughed, and I noticed that Uncle Hu, who was in his prime at that time, already had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

I can't help but feel a little sad. When I was young, I left home and my boss came back. My local accent has not changed and my hair on my temples has faded. Uncle Hu is already like this. Where are my parents?

When Uncle Hu saw me looking at him, he couldn't help but said: "What are you looking at, Sanwa'er?"

I said as easily as possible: "Aunt Hu, are you old?"

Uncle Hu pretended to be angry and lightly hit me on the chest, and said: "Why do you still call me Aunt Hu like you did when you were a kid? Who said I'm old? I'm young." As he spoke, he had already taken my hand.

luggage, and then pulled me to a Santana.

In the 1990s, in such a small town, this car was already very impressive.

I looked at Uncle Hu strangely and asked, "Uncle, are you rich?"

"Shit, I'm not in the department here, but after working in the past few years, I got a promotion and moved to a big city. I still have the power to dispatch a car. You know, our department is special and we can't dispatch a car.

No matter what. I planned to pick you up at the bus station yesterday, but I was afraid of missing you. I was waiting for you here early this morning, and sure enough I was waiting for you." Uncle Hu didn't know if it was because he was getting old, and he was so verbose as soon as he saw me.

Chatting endlessly.

I felt warm in my heart after hearing this. I finally felt a sense of intimacy returning to my hometown and was no longer timid about being close to my hometown. So I asked, "Uncle Hu, why did you come to pick me up?"

"Nonsense, aren't I trying to save face for you? When we drive back in the car, your parents' faces will be proud of themselves." Uncle Hu said casually. I was already sitting in the car with him, listening to what he said.

, I was moved again, and I couldn’t help but shout: "Uncle Hu"

Uncle Hu pretended to accidentally take a thousand yuan from his bag and stuff it into my hand, and said: "I know everything about Mr. Jiang, and our department is fairly well-informed. I asked my colleagues to find out when you left Beijing.

Yes, it’s time to arrive today. As soon as Mr. Jiang leaves, you are in a difficult situation, and I know that, so you keep the money. You know that your parents, including the neighbors, all think that you have gone to Beijing and are a famous person.

ah."

At this point, Uncle Hu didn't say anything. I understood what he meant. I pinched the thousand yuan with my eyes burning, and finally put it into my pocket. This department has high subsidies, but it must not be compared with the rich.

Compared to 1990, one thousand yuan was a lot. I remembered this friendship. I didn’t say anything cheesy about paying back the money. I knew what I should do.
Chapter completed!