The place He Sihai is going to is a place called Zhangjiacun under Linchuan County, Jiangyou Province.

The plane could only fly to Hongcheng, the capital of Jiangyou Province.

Then take a train from Hongcheng for an hour and a half to a place called Nanfeng Station below Linchuan County and get off.

Then get off from Nanfeng Station, take a bus for about two hours, and you can get to Zhangjia Village.

But it was too much of a toss on the road, He Sihai simply chartered a car, took the highway directly, and then drove to Zhangjia Village.

That's three and a half hours.

The two little ones who slept on the plane were in good spirits.

In addition, after getting off the plane, He Sihai took the two of them to eat something again, and their little stomachs were full.

So along the way, the two of them huddled together, leaned on the car window, and looked out.

The mountain, the tree, the man......

Everything was new to them.

There are more than 30 ethnic minorities in Jiangyou, and each ethnic minority has its own clothing and clothing, each with its own characteristics and beauty.

It simply dazzled the two little guys.

Along the way, you can see pedestrians wearing national costumes from time to time.

Hezhou is a plain area, and there are few mountains and hills.

The right side of the river belongs to the hilly area, there are mountains everywhere, but they are not high, and the terrain is undulating.

Peach and Xuanxuan felt like they were on a roller coaster, and they had a lot of fun along the way.

On the contrary, Liu Wanzhao's face was a little pale, and such ups and downs made her a little dizzy.

"Close your eyes and sleep for a while, you won't get dizzy when you fall asleep, I'll take care of them." He Sihai said beside him.

Liu Wanzhao nodded weakly.

Xuanxuan pouted dissatisfiedly and said, "I don't want adults to take care of it, I can still help take care of Peaches." ”

"I can also take care of my sister. Momoko said immediately.

So that they can look out for each other.

"Okay, don't be skinny, don't talk anymore, Aunt Liu is uncomfortable. He Sihai tapped on each of their little heads.

"It's my sister. Xuanxuan hugged her little head and said dissatisfied.

But the two little ones were very sensible and did not make any more noise.

Just lying quietly in front of the car window and looking out the window.

Liu Wanzhao pillowed on He Sihai's shoulder, feeling very relieved, and fell asleep after a while.

But the view outside the car window soon got tired of the two little guys, and their little buttocks writhed restlessly on the seat, as if there were nails.

He Sihai simply took out his mobile phone and played games for the two of them.

Of course, it's not an online game for adults, but an app called Baby Bus, which has a variety of small games, in the process of playing, you can increase knowledge, cognition, politeness, color, and so on.

It's a very good APP, but He Sihai rarely plays with them because he's afraid of hurting his eyes.

The two little guys, each holding a mobile phone, finally quieted down again.

It's just a silly "hey" sound from time to time and a dubbing in the game.

He Sihai turned his head to look out of the car window, and the scenery outside the window made him inexplicably familiar.

It was as if a vague-looking man said in his ear, "When you go out, you have to remember the way to get home." ”

He didn't remember the way home.

But......

He came back anyway.

......

Zhangjiacun is a small village surrounded by mountains, which has been farming for generations, and specializes in lotus seeds.

Because every 147th day of the lunar calendar, it is the time when Zhangjia Village is "on the street", so gradually, everyone calls it Zhangjia Town.

However, with the development of young and middle-aged laborers, the majority of the population is elderly, children, and women.

So it was redefined as a village, not a town.

Zhang Junjun opened an army home appliance repair shop on the street!

It's one of the oldest shops on the street.

At that time, the business of repairing household appliances was very good, and I was busy every day, and I had to queue up to repair it.

As life gets better and better, there are more and more household appliances, but the business is getting less and less, because it is either the manufacturer's after-sales service, or it is directly renewed, and few people come to him to repair things anymore.

The people who came to him to repair things were all old people, and they were reluctant to throw away old things and old household appliances, but these things couldn't make money at all.

So Zhang Junjun renovated the store again and sold some hardware and groceries.

But the name of the store hasn't changed, and even the signboard hasn't changed, and he always thinks to himself that if his son passes by the door one day and sees this signboard, he can remember that this is his home.

Zhang Junjun sat behind the maintenance desk, looking through the glass window, looking at the deserted street, the afternoon sun scattered on the ground, and the floating dust in the air was clearly visible.

"Second son, the boiling water is gone, I'll go boil some boiling water, and besides, it's time to wake up Peilan, sleep for so long, don't sleep at night? ”

The back door of the shop opened, and in walked in a slender old man, with her slumped body and sparse white hair, who looked very old, but who looked in good spirits.

"Mom, I see. Zhang Junjun stood up and said.

"Alas, tomorrow is the National Day, did they say they want to come back?" asked the old man.

"Mom, how can they come back when they are busy on National Day?"

"Then it seems that I can only wait for the Chinese New Year to see people, I think Xiaolu, she is a girl, she goes to school outside alone, I am always a little uneasy. ”

"She's also a big girl, if there's anything you don't worry about, if you miss her, just give her a call. ”

"No, no, didn't she just call last time? Don't affect her study. ”

The old man was worried about it, but he was afraid of affecting the child, and it was full of contradictions.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, you take care of the store, I'll go and tell Perrin to get up. ”

"There are no more people in the village, and you are afraid that things will be stolen?" said the old man, but he still sat down on the chair next to him.

"Tomorrow is more, and I will be back tomorrow. Zhang Junjun said a word, turned around and went to the back of the house.

The old man looked at his back and sighed, Xiaolu said that he saw a person who looked like a boat in Yangcheng that day, and he didn't know if it was a boat!

It was she who dragged down the second son, if it weren't for taking care of her, the second son would have taken his daughter-in-law all over the world to find the child.

"The old guy is really, why did he leave quietly?" muttered the old man.

Her eyes are not very good, looking at the sunlight outside the house, a piece of gold.

The sun fell on her and made her feel a little drowsy!

In a trance, she heard the laughter of a child in her ears.

"Mom, if you're sleepy, go back to your room and lie down for a while!" At this moment, Zhang Junjun walked back from the back of the house.

"No, sleep now, I won't be able to sleep at night!, what about Perrin, is she up?" said the old man, who came to his senses.

"Get up, in the yard!"

"I went to look at her, just to boil some water. The old man stood up and said.

"I'll get some water for Perrin to drink!"

"Got it, do you need to say that?" said the old man, thinking about walking behind the house.

Halfway down the road, she turned around and said suspiciously, "Something seems to be wrong today!"

"What's wrong?

"I can't tell, I seem to have heard the child's voice just now. ”

"It's a kid from the Weiming family, right?"

"Not really. The old man shook his head suspiciously, and didn't think much more.

"The radio that your uncle brought, you help him fix it as soon as possible, confiscate the phone, he can't sleep at night!"

"I know, I'll fix it now!" Zhang Junjun said, and sat down behind the maintenance table again.

Then take apart an old radio and concentrate on repairing it!