The mottled shuttle bus finally arrived at the station.

Chen Lixing breathed out and got out of the car with his backpack.

The journey of this day is really cumbersome.

It took six hours of high-speed train and two hours of shuttle bus to Gaocheng Town, and it was dark.

Chen Lixing has not been home for three years. When he went out to make a fortune, he once vowed not to go home without making a name for himself.

Now that I come back, I still have only a simple luggage.

The town has not changed much, with old streets and rows of old buildings on the street.

Chen Lixing walked quickly towards his home.

His home is in a fundraising building in the town with an elevator-free building that is nearly twenty years old, on the third floor.

When I went upstairs, I met an acquaintance: "Oh, isn't this OK? You're back!"

Chen Lixing said: "Yes, Aunt Zhang, hello."

"Okay, it's good to come back. No wonder your mother came to the market early this morning and killed a big rooster."

"My mom goes to kill the chicken?"

Chen Lixing asked, based on his father’s emergency number, shouldn’t his mother go to the hospital?

When he was about to arrive at the station, he also called his father to ask about the situation, and his father asked him to go home first.

Combined with two messages, the answer is about to come out.

While Chen Lixing felt relieved, he felt amused and laughed.

Going to the third floor, he took out the key, but did not open the door, but turned around and looked at the house opposite.

The layout of this fundraising building is one floor and two sets, almost opposite the door.

Chen Lixing lives in the east and another family on the west. However, a few years ago, the family moved out and went to Yanjing. I wonder if the house has been sold now.

Looking at the familiar door, scenes of past events emerged. In these past events, a girl with pure temperament firmly occupied the most central position.

"Hello, why don't you open the door when you get home! I was shocked and I thought who it was."

A surprise voice shouted.

Chen Lixing looked back and saw his mother Qin Chunzhi opening the door and coming out.

Qin Chunzhi is fifty-four years old this year. She set up a stall to sell fruits in the town. She worked hard, got up early and looked old, and had white hair on her head. But she was very energetic and pulled Chen Li to the door quickly. Where did she look like she was sick and fainted?

Chen’s father Chen Pingfu was busy in the kitchen. He heard the sound and ran out with a stern face: “I finally came back, I thought you couldn’t find the way home.”

Qin Chunzhi hurriedly said, "Old Chen, what are you muttering? Ah Xing has been riding a car for a day and must be tired and hungry. Go and fry your dishes and prepare for dinner."

The couple pretended to be sick and deceived Chen Lixing to go home. What if they aroused their son's temper and ran away from home again?

Chen Lixing put down his backpack and smiled and said, "Dad, I'll help you."

As he said that, he actually entered the kitchen.

The two old men looked at each other, surprised and relieved.

My son was experiencing the ups and downs, and finally became sensible.

This supper was delicious and very warm.

The long-lost laughter echoed in the room.

This is what home feels like.

After dinner, the father and son sat in the living room to drink tea: "Hello, don't you blame us for lying to you, come back."

"I wanted to come back."

Chen Pingfu couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Then is your job?"

"It's okay, I just take a few days off. The boss's wife is reasonable."

Hearing the word "boss lady", Chen Pingfu couldn't help but stutter: It turns out that he is with the aunt...

But I don’t know how to say this kind of thing, but I was afraid that it would hurt my son’s self-esteem, so I shook Qin Chunzhi.

Qin Chunzhi coughed dryly: "Well, okay, your dad said you got back with 20,000 yuan. In a short while, where did you make so much money?"

Chen Lixing vaguely guessed the problem. The second elder probably thought that he had done something illegal, even if it was not "illegal", it would be some "immoral behavior".

Originally, I was in a down-and-out street and made a living by singing. I could only ask my son who asked for money from my family. Suddenly, I sent money to my family and had a lot of money. No matter how I looked at it, it seemed that the origin was not right and made people suspicious.

"Dad, mom, I really have a stable job now. After work, I also write songs to sell them. The 20,000 yuan is the reward for selling a song."

"Selling songs?"

Chen Pingfu and Qin Chunzhi looked at each other, unable to believe it.

The son can sing and play musical instruments. They all know, but what's going on with writing songs?

Chen Lixing knew that this kind of thing was false, but he saw it as true, so he immediately found the document signed with Letu Company from his backpack: "Dad, this is a contract for selling songs, you will be clear after reading it."

As a teacher, Chen Pingfu naturally knows how to read the contract and quickly look carefully.

After reading it, I was overjoyed. It turned out that my son from home did not throw himself into the arms of his aunt, but made money by his ability.

Chen Lixing said: "This song was sold for 30,000 yuan, but I had to deduct taxes and I had to keep some spare parts, so I could only give my family 20,000 yuan. That's it. Now, don't worry. I will sell songs later, continue to make money, and pay off the debts for my family. Those debts were borne by me."

The two elders don’t know the things in the circle and don’t know the market. Anyway, it’s enough to make a living by making a living by their ability and not going to be in a wrong way.

Qin Chunzhi sighed.

In fact, when Chen Lixing applied for the Conservatory of Music, both of them disagreed with it, thinking that being a singer was really slim. He had no choice but to be a single person, and he couldn't resist it, so he could only rely on it.

When studying art, you spend money like flowing water. After spending your savings, you have to borrow money to support it.

I was so worried about this son.

Seeing that Chen Lixing was already three years old, he was still mediocre and accomplished nothing.

In the entertainment industry, you can eat a lot of youth.

Without youth, there will be no job.

So the two elders thought that they had to drag Chen Lixing back no matter what, and let him go on a blind date or work, live a life honestly and stop making trouble.

But unexpectedly, Chen Lixing could write songs, and the songs he wrote could still be sold for money.

Looking at his son, Qin Chunzhi thought of something: "Ah Xing, since you can write songs, have you contacted Tong Wei? Isn't she a popular singer? What a great thing you can write songs for her to sing."

Hearing the name "Tong Wei" hidden in his heart, Chen Lixing was silent. After a while, he said: "I haven't contacted her for a long time after changing the number."

"Did you not look for her, or did she not look for you? I remember that last year, Tong Wei called home to inquire about your news. But then you changed the number and we couldn't find you."

Qin Chunzhi said: "Tong Wei, this child, has grown up since I was a child. Although I became a singer, I am a person who values ​​feelings. Every Chinese New Year and the holidays, I will definitely call to greet you. You have not been home for three years and have lost contact for a while. I was so anxious that your father and I almost went to Yanjing to find someone..."

As he talked, tears shone.

Chen Pingfu patted her on the shoulder: "Okay, it's all over. Ah Xing is not back now? He has been taking the car for a day and is tired. Let's take a break early."

Chen Lixing was indeed a little tired. After washing up, he returned to the room and lay on the bed, but he was not sleepy. He got up again, grabbed the old-looking backpack, and stared at a pattern on the backpack that had been worn so hard that it was a little unseen.

This pattern is the only embroidered by the boy with a needle: a boy carries a girl.

This backpack was originally not Chen Lixing's, but was given to him by Tong Wei when he registered at the Conservatory of Music.

At that time, Tong Wei had just entered high school.

Countless memories flashed, and waves of emotions swelled.

In an instant, memory appears.
Chapter completed!