Early the next morning, Yang Fan drove his Audi north, along the national highway, and entered the village at night.
Nowadays, all the young people in rural areas have gone to work in the city, the elderly go to bed early, and there is no one on the street.
Yang Fan drove to the door of his house, opened the door, drove the car directly into the yard and parked it. He went back and closed the door.
The little girl saw a car coming into the yard of her home. It was quite good-looking, better than the cars in the village.
When I knew a guest was coming, I called my parents and ran out to see them.
Seeing Yang Fan coming back after closing the door, the little girl happily shouted: "Brother"
Shaking his short legs, he rushed over and hugged Yang Fan's thigh.
Yang Fan laughed loudly, lifted the little guy up by his armpits, and butted her with his forehead.
"Hahaha" the little girl laughed like a silver bell.
"Have you been naughty at home?"
"No, I'm already ten years old during the Chinese New Year."
"Xiaofan is back"
Holding the little guy in his arms and kissing him hard on the cheek, Yang Fan's eyes were sore when he saw his parents walking out of the house. His parents were much older than when they left, and his father's temples had specks of white hair.
"Mom, Dad, I'm back"
Mother turned around and wiped the corners of her eyes with the rough back of her hand.
"You kid, have you eaten when you get home so late? Are you hungry? Mom will cook for you."
"Mom, please stop being busy, I ate it on the way." Yang Fan said quickly.
"You old woman, why are you crying? You still don't let the child enter the house."
Although Yang Fan said he had eaten, his mother still put the kang table and made Yang Fan a bowl of pimple soup.
Yang Fan loved to drink the pimple soup made by his mother. After driving for a day, he ate some bread at noon. In fact, he was already hungry, but he just didn't want his mother to work too hard.
Yang Fan drank a large bowl of pimple soup cleanly.
Seeing that the son was full, the mother had a satisfied smile on her face.
I have loved drinking pimple soup since I was a child, and in the blink of an eye I feel old.
After putting away the bowls and chopsticks, the family sat on the kang and talked. The little girl snuggled next to Yang Fan and hugged her brother's arm tightly. She listened to what his brother said about the outside world.
"A few days ago, Er Lunzi's father came to the door and said that Xiaofan, you have opened a garbage collection company. He called Er Lunzi and the others away. You, his family is living in difficulty. You called Er Lengzi away, not to cause trouble to others.
Really?" Father scolded softly.
"Dad, our mountain village is too isolated. Only three months a year do some tourist groups come here to rent out horses and other things to tourists to make some money. The rest are idle, planting some corn in the cracks of the rocks, it doesn't matter.
Production. I thought it would be an opportunity to go out and make a career while I'm young. Don't worry, the company is on the right track, and I'll definitely make more money than at home."
"You are young, and I don't understand things outside. If you take them out, you must be responsible for others and make the elderly at home feel at ease."
"Don't worry, Dad, I understand the importance."
"Xiaofan, is there something wrong with you coming back this time?" Mother suddenly asked.
"Looking at what you said, can't I come back and have a look?"
"I don't know you well. You come back only during the Spring Festival every year for fear of delaying your work. Why are you coming back at this time this year?"
Yang Fan was silent, thinking about how to tell his parents about this.
He was ready to be beaten.
It has been many years since I was spanked by my father. When was the last time I was spanked? When was I eleven or twelve years old?
The couple looked at each other with worried expressions on their faces.
There must be something wrong with this child, something serious.
"Xiaofan, are you causing trouble outside?"
"Do you owe someone money?"
"My brother didn't cause any trouble, and he doesn't owe any money. He came back in a big car," the little guy said excitedly. "Brother, Niuniu also wants to take a car. Can you take Niuniu in a car tomorrow?"
"What kind of car?" His parents looked at each other. Yang Fan parked the car in the front yard, but his parents didn't see it when they came out.
"I drove the work car back," Yang Fan explained.
"Xiaofan, you didn't do anything illegal, right?" The mother's first reaction was not happiness but worry. She looked at Yang Fan nervously.
My parents are both honest farmers who dare not do anything illegal in their lives.
"Look at how nervous you are, no, it's my company's car."
The father pressed his mother with his hand and signaled her not to worry. He asked calmly, "Xiaofan, are you having any difficulties in your heart? Is there anything else that you can't talk to your parents about?"
Yang Fan knew that he couldn't hide something from his parents. They had been too familiar with him since he was a child.
"Dad, I think," Yang Fan still couldn't bear to say the words.
For his marriage to Qin Xiaoyu, his family was already completely bankrupt. All the betrothal gifts were given in advance.
He has been working outside for the past three years to support Qin Xiaoyu. In this situation, he doesn't know how to tell his parents.
However, this matter cannot be delayed any longer. Can paper cover the fire?
There has to be an end.
He could force Qin Xiaoyu by putting pressure on the Qin family, but would that be fun?
Why force it when your fate is gone?
"Dad, Mom, I want to break off the engagement with Qin Xiaoyu"
Time seemed to freeze all of a sudden.
There was silence in the room, and you could hear a needle drop.
It took the parents a while to recover from their shock.
The mother didn't speak, her face suddenly lost color. She covered her face with her hands and cried silently.
Yang Fan was even more panicked.
Father's face was slowly covered with frost.
"You have someone outside." His father's voice was very calm, but Yang Fan knew that it was the calm before the explosion.
"No," Yang Fan said decisively.
My father's face looked better.
"Then why are you?" the mother cried, "You are the only son in our family. Your father and I still hope that you will get married soon. Now that all the girls in the village go out to work, it is very difficult for a young man to find a wife."
"Your father and I have saved up all our lives and borrowed a lot to get enough of the Qin family's gift. It's not that Mom is reluctant to give up money, but my parents are old and can't make money for you to get another wife."
Mother's big tears fell down.
I remember how strong my mother was.
I've never seen her cry.
My parents have been suffering from a lot of illnesses these past few years.
Yang Fan's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart.
The little girl also panicked, hugged her mother and started crying.
"Mom doesn't cry, mom doesn't cry"
The countryside is not like the city, where the big clan bullies the small families, who are often bullied for things like watering the fields and approving housing sites.
When building a road, whichever family has fewer sons and whichever family has no family power will suffer a loss. Just go through your family's land.
The Yang family is the only one in this village, and her parents have suffered a lot of grievances over the years. The girl from the Qin family is the most charming girl in this village, and many people want to marry her.
There was a girl in the family, and the Qin family wanted a gift of 500,000 yuan, and they also wanted Qin Xiaoyu to finish high school. This scared everyone away.
No one expected that the Yang family, which was usually considered the weakest in the village, would actually come up with a gift of 500,000 yuan, and also promised to let Yang Fan drop out of school and work to help Qin Xiaoyu finish high school.
At that moment, it was as if my parents straightened their backs in front of others for the first time and felt proud.
I, the Yang family, want to marry my son to the most beautiful girl in this village.