The seven-day Golden Week holiday is here.

On the first day of the holiday, Yang Bufan got up early, locked the door of the dormitory, and said hello to Xiao Wu again, and then packed his bags and embarked on the journey home.

Originally, Yang Bufan wanted to continue to mix experience in the unit, because even if he didn't do anything, he could get 24 points of stay experience a day.

But after thinking about it, Yang Bufan still decided to go back to his hometown.

He wants to go back and talk to his father and persuade him to bring his sister to live in Yicheng and create a high-quality learning environment for his sister.

Yang Bufan's hometown is called Yinghe Town, a small town located on the border of the northern country, which is below zero for nearly six months of the year, and even in summer, he will not feel hot and dry.

There are no planes, no trains, and the highways have only been repaired in recent years.

There are no natural resources, and there is no border with the outside world, so it is supported by agriculture and animal husbandry.

In recent years, the development of Yinghe Town has become more and more bad.

Because there was no suitable job in the local area, as long as the young people who wanted to make money left their hometowns and embarked on the road of working in the south.

So there are ten rooms and nine empty rooms, leaving only a large number of elderly people and left-behind children, in the eyes of the people of Yinghe Town, even if they have a little ability, they will not continue to stay in the town to eat and wait for death.

Yang Bufan felt a headache when he thought of the backward state of his hometown, but he also became more and more determined to leave.

After six hours on the green train and another hour on the bus, Yang Bufan finally returned to his hometown.

But I haven't gotten home yet, and if I want to get home, there's still more than a dozen kilometers to go.

Yang Bufan called another taxi, and under the driver's reluctant attitude, he added twenty yuan, and the driver was willing to do this work.

It's not because of anything else, it's because when the taxi arrives in Yinghe Town, it often has to run back empty, and the general driver is reluctant to go over, which is too much to lose.

Yang Bufan is used to these.

It's like two worlds at home and outside.

The pace of Yinghe Town is always so slow, and everyone seems unhurried, which is in stark contrast to the crowded crowds and hurried steps when commuting to and from work in big cities.

Along the way, the talkative driver master laughed and talked to Yang Bufan, and ridiculed the backwardness of Yinghe Town.

Yang Bufan hummed and agreed, and finally arrived home, threw down the fare and got out of the car.

It's home!

Yang Bufan's home is a two-room bungalow, with a large courtyard, a magnificent iron gate, and a large courtyard made of red bricks.

In the yard, there was a burst of fresh breath, the cucumber shelves were covered with small yellow flowers, which looked mouth-watering, and the tomato seedlings on the ground were bearing emerald green striped fruits, which were still so crystal clear.

Yang Bufan pushed open the iron gate and walked into the yard, and did not enter the house, but went directly into the vegetable field and picked two cucumbers and six or seven tomatoes.

I took it and walked to the well in the yard to water the vegetable field, pressed out a stream of water, and simply flushed it and stuffed it into my mouth.

Wow!

It's still the taste!

As soon as he bit down, Yang Bufan only felt the lingering fragrance of his mouth, and a long-lost taste stimulated his taste buds.

"Brother?"

At the door, a girl wearing cartoon pajamas and sleepy-eyed came out when she heard the voice.

Yang Bufan saw that his sister Yang did not forget, laughed, and was about to go over to give her a big hug.

"Haha, I'm back!"

Who knows, this little girl was not moved at all, and pushed Yang Bufan away without emotion.

"Hey, hey, come back, come back, hug it. There is a difference between men and women!"

Yang Bufan looked melancholy.

Girls are so ruthless when they grow up, and when I was a child, my sister was most willing to let me hold it every day.

"Fart! I'm your brother! I can't hug it!"

Yang didn't forget to pout, with a frosty face: "It's still the same sentence, there is a difference between men and women!"

Yang Bufan sighed, took the backpack off his back, then dug left and right, and finally took out a box.

When the box was taken out, Yang Buxing's eyes lit up.

"I'll go!SKII! Whoa, brother, I love you to death!"

This time, there was no need for Yang Bufan to ask, Yang Buyi jumped up directly and hugged him.

"Brother, you're my brother, do you need to kiss me?"

"Whatever you want. ”

"Wooden ...... Hemp...... Brother, you are so good to me! I have only seen this brand used by our music teacher, and I am envious of it. ”

Yang Bufan looked embarrassed.

Hey, what kind of brother-sister relationship, it's all made of plastic, right?

Just had an ice face, and now he is so enthusiastic, the gap between before and after is too big!

And you're a little girl, you're so materialistic, is that really good?

At this time, Yang did not forget to comb his messy hair a few times, revealing a fresh and handsome smile: "Brother, come into the house, do you want tea? Have you eaten in the morning? When you get here, you will be like your own home." ”

Yang Bufan sat on the stool, eager to kill this stupid sister.

Is this my own home?

And it's almost night, you haven't even eaten breakfast, is it really good to stay in bed to this extent?

However, enjoying his sister's warm hospitality, Yang Bufan was still very happy in his heart.

After a while, Yang did not forget to make the meal.

Looking at the food on the table, Yang Bufan's index finger suddenly moved.

Although it was very simple, the taste was an unforgettable memory in Yang Bufan's heart.

The small tomatoes grown by his own family were picked directly by Yang Bufan in the field just now, and fried with native eggs, whether it was appearance or taste, it was absolutely amazing.

There are also freshly picked cucumbers and peppers, soaked in vinegar, which are also a perfect match for white porridge.

Whoop Woohoo ......

Yang Bufan drank three bowls of white porridge in a row, and then he covered his stomach and leaned comfortably against the wall.

"Brother, you haven't eaten in a few days? ”

Yang didn't forget to see that her brother was like a hungry wolf, and she was helpless, but for the sake of the big benefactor who brought her a gift, she didn't say much.

Yang Bufan raised his thumb and laughed: "The food you cook is still so delicious! Of course, you eat more." By the way, Dad, are you going to work today?"

Yang did not forget to yawn while unpacking the cosmetics: "Well, I went out at five o'clock in the morning, saying that there was a decoration that needed to be routed, and I would come back at eight o'clock in the evening." ”

The father of the two siblings, Yang Jianhe, is an old electrician, who was originally an employee of a state-owned enterprise, and has been fending for himself since he was laid off at the end of the last century.

But fortunately, there is a technology in hand, so that he can pull Yang Bufan's brothers and sisters by himself.

Yang Bufan nodded, looked at his sister, and suddenly asked, "Yang Buxing, is it okay for you to go to school in Yicheng?"

Yang didn't forget that he was talking without a match, and when he heard this, he suddenly raised his head.

Then she laughed.

"Brother, you're not sick, are you?"