"Oh~! Let's go home and take a look first~" Ye Yangjian thought for a long time before making up his mind and bought the cheapest mobile phone from the mobile business hall of the station. The familiar number was in his mind.
After several times, his fingers were stroking back and forth on the keyboard, but he still didn't dare to press it. Ye Yangjian didn't know what he was afraid of! Maybe he was afraid of causing trouble to his family, or maybe he was even more afraid that his family would already know what happened. He thought
Finally, I realized that escaping could not solve any problem, so I finally made up my mind and pressed the call button.
"Hello! I'm Yang Ping, who are you?" The gentle and loving voice of Ye Yangjian's mother came from the other end of the phone.
"...Mom, it's me, Xiaojian..." Ye Yangjian hesitated for a while and said.
"Ah! Xiaojian?! Where are you? Where are you? Are you back? Are you at the station? Do you want your mother to pick you up? Why did you change your number? Why didn't you call in advance to let me know when you came back? At night
What do you want to eat? How long will it take you to come back this time?..." Ye Yangjian's mother, Yang Ping, opened fire like a machine gun on the other end of the phone. Ye Yangjian had a feeling that the firepower of his mother's nagging was slightly stronger than that of Little Japan.
50 machine gun is much more powerful... He rolled his eyes, took the phone away from his ear, and waited for a minute as usual...
After looking at the field watch for 60 seconds, Ye Yangjian put the phone to his ear again...
"...Should we come back for dinner in the evening or go out drinking with friends? How many people are coming back? Are any comrades coming back with you? Have you brought back any girls you are close to? Do you want to come over for dinner? If you come together, I will buy more food. I want it tonight
What kind of wine are you drinking? Liquor? Beer? Have you told your dad? Your dad@!amp;amp;amp;*#@￥%#..." Ye Yangjian, whose head was full of black lines, took the phone away from his ear again.
While looking at the watch, another minute passed...
"Mom's level has improved again..." Ye Yangjian sighed.
"That's it, it's settled. You come home first and I'll drive back right away. I'll buy some groceries on the way. Do you really not want me to pick you up? Well, you are an older child now. Mom, don't worry about you. My dear son, tonight
See you! Mom is so happy~~~" Ye Yangjian stared blankly at the phone that had been hung up in his hand, and he only said one sentence from beginning to end...
"It seems that dad has suffered a lot in the past few years~!" He picked up his bag with a smile and started to look for a taxi... There are always a lot of taxis near the train station. Ye Yangjian was not in a hurry, nor did he fight for a taxi with others.
I stopped at a deserted intersection and took a few puffs of cigarettes. After a short while, an empty car came...
"Hey! Where are you going, buddy? Oh! To the west, I happen to be on my way to hand over my shift. Take my car. Use the meter. I never cheat anyone when I work~~" A fat driver stopped the car and said with a smile.
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Ye Yangjian didn't say anything, just opened the car door and got in, and the car started moving.
"Brother, where are you going?" the taxi driver asked...
"Xiyuan..." Ye Yangjian reported a place name.
"Hey.~ It's my first time to come to H City!, this big brother has to say, our city is very beautiful. The folk customs are simple, the prices are low, there are many colleges and universities, and there are many beautiful girls. It is most suitable for someone like you.
The single young man travels, works or lives..." The drive took about half an hour. The taxi driver talked about the mountains as if no one was watching. Any driver can talk about it. The best treatment for someone with autism is to drive a taxi for two years.
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"Brother, your accent doesn't sound like a local!" the driver said with a smile, while driving the car skillfully on the viaduct. Ye Yangjian left home for a few years, and people in the army came from all over the country.
Ye Yangjian learned many dialects when he was bored in various places, but he always insisted on speaking very standard Mandarin, because good communication is the key to success when commanding tasks.
"Well..." Ye Yangjian was a little tired after taking the train for a long time, so he responded with a favor. Looking at the city he had left for three years, he silently thought about something...
The driver saw that Ye Yangjian had no intention of talking and fell silent. After half an hour, a familiar building slowly appeared in front of his eyes. Ye Yangjian could no longer restrain his excitement and wrung his hands vigorously.
The strap of the backpack was on, and he kept chanting the name of the building that flashed in front of his eyes, suppressing the raging feeling of longing.
"We're here, bro, that's it. Do you want me to take you in? Oh~ The security guard at this gate doesn't seem to let taxis in. 80, thank you soon..." The taxi driver finally arrived at the destination after twists and turns.
"Here are 20 yuan, take it..." Ye Yangjian smiled and took out a 20 yuan note from his pocket and handed it to the driver.
"20?! You're not mistaken! It's 80 on the watch! You won't pay? I'll sue you! And let me tell you, I have a lot of brothers on the road..." The driver looked at the 20 in Ye Yangjian's hand
Kuai Qian immediately revealed the faded tattoo on his forearm, revealing his true colors and said viciously, it looked like he was a gangster in the street before.
"I grew up here. I just came back from the army and I only had 20 pounds on me. I didn't have any more. I was wondering why you were going back and forth on the viaduct in front of my community so many times. Haha! ... The folk customs are simple and honest.
"You're so embarrassed to ask for it! 80 yuan? Give it to me! I'm still thinking about finding someone to grab some..." Ye Yangjian said in local dialect with a smile. He took out a tactical knife from the back of his waist and pretended to
Licking it lightly with his tongue full of murderous intent...
"I was wrong, grandpa! You are my eldest brother!" The driver's face turned green with fright, and he quickly stepped on the accelerator, turned around, and drove away like the wind...
"Got~Save 20." Ye Yangjian smiled and carried his luggage, calmed down his somewhat scattered breathing, and slowly walked up to the third floor with some excitement. The door was unlocked, as if he had stayed there intentionally to wait for someone.
a seam,
Pushing open the familiar door of his parents' house, a "breath of home" came to his face. Ye Yangjian was a little excited after not going home for several years. His hand shook and his bag fell to the ground. His father, Ye Wenzhong, was sitting there.
I was reading the newspaper on the sofa when I saw Ye Yangjian entering the room. He nodded and put down the newspaper and stood up with a smile. This was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a strong face. He was even more muscular than Ye Yangjian who had just retired from the army at this time.
Yang Jian needs to be stronger...
"You're back. Why don't you express your excitement to see your handsome dad? Do you want a hug or something..." Ye Wenzhong looked at his son with a pair of tiger eyes but did not walk over.
After looking at it for a while, he smiled and took out a pack of cigarettes from the table, took out one and took a few deep puffs.
The men in the Ye family all have very distinct personalities, and Ye Wenzhong and Ye Wentian definitely have different styles.
"Uh...what, Dad, I'm back..." Ye Yangjian was very depressed. He trained hard when he was in the army, just so that one day when he returned home, he could surpass the father who was as strong as a hill in his heart when he was young.
.However, three years later, he found that he still failed. The old man seemed to be a little stronger than him... "How did this old man train to be so strong?"
"How's it going? Dad is doing pretty well, haha, don't think I don't know what your plans are. Just keep practicing, with your small body. It's hard to surpass you... Haha! You're handsome dad
Am I an ordinary person?..." Ye Wenzhong knew what Ye Yangjian was thinking as soon as he saw his expression. He raised Yang's huge fist and then laughed...
The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and her mother Yang Ping seemed to be still busy. The table was already filled with more than ten dishes. They were all Ye Yangjian’s favorites when he was a child...
Ye Yangjian looked towards the kitchen and made a habitual tactical gesture to ask. Ye Wenzhong was stunned for a moment, and then returned a tactical gesture. Ye Yangjian nodded. Then he suddenly smiled. He even used tactics when communicating with his father.
Gestures. It seems that I still need some time to adapt to ordinary life.
Putting down his backpack, Ye Yangjian took out a box of special supplies, opened it and gave one to Ye Wenzhong. Ye Wenzhong took it with bright eyes and a smile, lit it, and the father and son sat down on the sofa and swallowed clouds.