“...... That day, I finished teaching at that school, finished eating, it was still early, and at that time, I was still a little bored about returning to China, so I was ready to go out of school. ”

Under the shade of the trees, the dappled sunlight reflected on the old man, and the branches and leaves swayed with the breeze.

The old man tilted his head slightly, looking through the gap between the trees, looking at the road outside the shade, and said,

The radio placed on the side of the bench sounded some opera, ringing,

“...... The school is on the edge of a town, not far from the school, and there is a town, and there are some restaurants and residents in the town, and there is a small square in the middle of the town...... I thought about things all the way and walked towards the little square...... At that time, I was already an associate professor at that school, but the matter of returning to China seemed to be getting more and more troublesome, and there were always various problems, which made the return trip to China delay again and again...... I wondered how I could solve those problems, whether I should continue to wait, and when the right opportunity came, I walked to the edge of the square in the town. ”

The old man's eyes were in a trance, and he looked at the people who walked by from time to time on the road outside the trees, and said,

“...... I was on the edge of the square, and I heard a burst of music, which I don't often hear in that place, like a very familiar sound, a very quiet tune...... Listening to that song, my heart seems to be much calmer...... I followed the song to the middle of the little square.

In the middle of the small square, there was a man sitting, playing the tune. It was a Chinese, from the same place as me...... He hummed the tune as if immersed in it...... I listened and stood in front of him......"

The old man spoke, and fell silent again, looking out of the shade of the trees, his eyes a little distracted.

“...... Old man, what song did you hear at that time?"

On the side, Gu Xiaoying, who was sitting beside Lian Ge, looked at Lian Ge and asked the old man,

Hearing this, Lian Ge glanced at Gu Xiaoying and smiled slightly,

When the old man heard this, he slowly turned his head, his eyes were a little cloudy, and then he looked at Lian Ge and Gu Xiaoying,

Turning his head, he was a little silent, groping in his pocket,

Taking out his hand again, the old man groped for a tape from his pocket, and the sealing paper attached to the cassette shell had faded and peeled off a lot.

After wiping it gently, the old man slowly turned around, pressed the switch on the radio, and put the tape inside.

After the buckle was fastened, the old man pressed the switch again,

“...... ......"

After a period of noise, immediately after, a piece of music sounded,

After the music, there is the singing,

“...... A big river with wide waves ......"

"The wind blows the rice and flowers on both sides, and my home is in the ......"

"My home is here, and I live on the shore ......"

The old man slowly turned back, looked out of the shade of the trees, and followed softly, humming,

didn't make a sound, Lian Ge listened quietly,

Under the shade of the trees, it seems quieter and quieter,

The sound of songs on the radio, the old man's somewhat hoarse humming was mixed and echoed,

......

“...... No more talking, no more talking...... My son called and urged him to go back to dinner. ”

"Let's go, I'm almost going back...... After eating, I had to clean up the house and go to the vegetable market to buy some food...... The girl said that she was going to bring her granddaughter back in the evening......"

Under the shade of the trees, beside the winding path, on a bench, several old ladies who were talking stood up one after another, laughing and talking, and walked away from the park.

......

“...... Lao Chen, what's this business like today?"

"Thanks to you, it will be repaid, it will be repaid,"

On the side of the road, in front of the food stalls, the customers who stopped greeted the stall owners.

The stall owner greeted with a smile and was busy as he went.

......

“...... Dad, I'll mention it. ”

"I just mentioned it, I really thought that my father was old, and this little thing couldn't be lifted...... You call your mom and tell her we're almost home, so she doesn't have to worry about ...... all the time."

"Okay, I'll ...... it."

On the road, a middle-aged man carrying a woven bag and a young man walked along the road.

......

“...... This is the Motherland of the Strong

It's where I grew up......"

The voice was hoarse, and the old man hummed hard,

After the last line was sung, the radio fell silent, and the old man stopped humming,

Under the shade of the trees, it was quiet again.

After another pause, the old man fell silent, turned around, turned on the radio, and took out the tape again.

“...... How's that, young man, I'm okay with this, old man. ”

With a smile, the old man carefully put away the tape again, and asked out loud,

"The old gentleman sang very well. ”

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the old man, smiled slightly, and responded.

When the old man heard this, he smiled again, turned around, and fiddled with the radio again.

Then he turned his head and looked out of the trees, at the lively street,

The smile on his face faded, and he was silent, and continued,

“...... I just stood in that little square and listened to him finish the whole song...... When he finished playing, I walked up to him and asked him what song he played, and he told me that this song was called "My Motherland".

...... My homeland, my homeland ......"

Stretching out his hand, the old man pressed the tape in his pocket again, his eyes were a little distracted, muttering, repeating,

The voice gradually subsided, and the old man was silent again,

“...... I took my wallet out, and then I took out all the change in my wallet and gave it all to him...... Putting away my wallet, I ran all the way back to the school. ”

“...... I don't want to wait any longer, I have to go home, I should go back...... This is where I was born and raised. ”

As the old man spoke, he turned his gaze, and then looked inside and outside the shade of the trees,

"When I arrived at the school, I went directly to the principal's office and told him that I was going to go back to China on a long vacation to visit my family...... He listened to me, stood up from behind his desk, looked at me, and then asked me, asked me if I had thought it through,

He told me that if I stayed there, there would be a better development, a better research environment, a better living environment.

Tell me that he has learned about the country, and said that the country is poor and white, and there is nothing. And there, the industry is highly developed, the city is highly prosperous, I can enjoy a life far beyond the rest of the country, and even I can have children in the future, and I can get a better education......"

“...... I'll fuck it!"

The old man said, scolding,

"Yes, your country is developed, the roads are full of cars, and the city is full of high-rise buildings, but no matter how good it is, will you give us these things? No matter how good it is, it is also your country, and it is not my place......

The old man scolded, and paused again,

“...... At that time, I had endured enough, I didn't want to endure it anymore, and I didn't want to endure it later, when someone shouted in front of us, we could only endure it. ”

Looking out at the shade of the trees, the old man continued to speak on his face.

“...... I rejected the school's conditions and insisted on returning to China...... The school granted me a leave of absence and allowed me to "take a long vacation and return to China". ”

"Before leaving, I took the bacon that had been sitting for a few years, went to the old overseas Chinese restaurant, and gave him the bacon...... After that, despite some twists and turns, I still stepped on the ship back to China, first to another country, and from there, to the ship, and back to China......"

Under the shade of the trees, the old man's voice echoed,

Outside the shade of the trees, the sun in the sky rises to the sky,

Along the winding path, there are fewer pedestrians, and the surroundings seem quieter.

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