Chapter 9 Returning Home on National Day

After the end of military training, the official start of university coursework, sitting in a classroom of 100 people, "Brother Xian" has a dreamlike feeling, true and false, this similar scene has only been experienced in the plot of TV or movies.

Someone once concluded that four years of college is one year of "drunk", "born", "dream" and "death", one year immersed in the intoxication of dream realization, one year of struggle to survive because of intoxication, one year of realizing one's ambitions because of the imminent completion of school and entering society, and one year of "life is better than death" in the face of various blows of finding a job - whether it is a fallacy, perhaps only as a true portrayal of some people, and a conversation point for some people. Although "Brother Xian" has no obvious feelings, and does not say whether the subject is his favorite, just saying that he finishes class with his head on his shoulders every day, and basically has no homework after class, he jumped out of the sea of questions in the four years of high school, and there is an inexplicable ease and excitement.

Although "Brother Xian" is not in a good state, he always feels that there is a steady stream of long-lasting fermented aroma in the cracks of the unscrewed wine bottle, slowly and faintly, quickly filling the space. The end of the week is the National Day holiday, and the roommates in the dormitory have already gone home like arrows, and the building has long been "empty" to play with classmates. "Brother Xian" also selected the newly issued professional textbooks and works and stuffed his backpack, which was his plan for the National Day holiday. I think there was once a teacher who said earnestly in a class of 100 people: University is about your self-consciousness, self-discipline, and self-examination, and there will never be anyone with a whip behind your buttocks, urging you to study!

I remember Zhang Xuemei telling him: If you want to go home, you can take the bus to the bus station at the entrance of the school! Carrying a heavy backpack, standing at the bus stop sign at the gate, carefully looking at the name of each stop on the stop sign and the name of each station that he will pass by, through which he can also get to know the city again. Squeeze into the bus, pass through the southern suburbs of the university town, through the southern suburbs of the core business district, through the city wall of the ancient city, as if through the heart of the whole city, the central nervous system, and then smoothly arrive at the bus station. Sitting in the car, the car in the city because of the traffic light, stop and go for about an hour before leaving the city, and when the time is completely into the mountains and turn onto the national highway, the sun has risen in the sky, the breeze in the valley is quiet, in the carriage mixed with various smells, dodge and run.

In the middle of the afternoon, the car slowly entered the county seat, and then took the bus for half an hour, along the sparkling Fanqing River, to arrive at the Fanqing River Bridge. The rushing river splashed tiny waves on the shore, clapping his little hands to welcome his arrival. A figure appeared at the intersection of the embankment of the Qishui River and the embankment of the Fanqing River, looking at it from a distance, and running towards the "virtuous brother" excitedly.

"Brother Xian" stretched out his hand to support the squirming backpack on his back that was sluggish due to the heaviness, and shouted excitedly: "Auntie, why are you here?" Zheng Lijuan's eyes were filled with tears, and she said with a smile: "Wait for you, I know that you are coming back today, and I will come to pick you up!"

"Brother Xian" said with some complaints: I was afraid that you would worry, and I deliberately didn't tell you that I would come back today! Zheng Lijuan pretended to be angry, lightly smashed two punches on his back, and took advantage of the situation to snatch the schoolbag on the back of "Brother Xian". "Brother Xian" said curtly: Auntie, I take it, it's quite heavy!

Zheng Lijuan said jokingly: Have you brought back the Qin bricks and Han tiles in the provincial capital? "Brother Xian" also said half-jokingly: All of them are our textbooks, which are much more valuable than those old antiques! The two talked and laughed and went home. As soon as she entered the door, Zheng Lijuan went into the kitchen, Liu Jianshe was also at home, saw "Brother Xian", looked up and down, and jokingly said: Shibei three days, when you look at each other - it's different, it's different!

"Brother Xian" smiled and asked: What's the difference? Liu Jianshe unscrewed the glass thermos cup, took a sip of tea, spit out the tea residue and said: "The water and soil in the provincial city are still raising people!" "Brother Xian" smiled "hehehe", and after scrubbing, he asked: Dad, have you been idle lately?

Liu Jianshe smiled complacently and said: Zhang Guoqiang, that is, our President Zhang has given everyone a holiday, and we will rest for a few days - there are just a few things that your brother is negotiating! "Brother Xian" "Oh-" sighed, picked up Liu Jianjian's glass and hit it twice, looked at Liu Jianshe again, Liu Jianshe said: "Your brother bought it for me!" "Brother Xian" smiled, "Goo Dong - Gu Dong -" took two sips, and said: By the way, what is there to make Brother Qiang rush to the front, you quickly pass on your real kung fu to Senior Brother, you can do what to call it- Consultant or technical guidance!

Liu Jianshe sneered twice and said: What are you doing in your spare time, waiting for the elderly at home, you are still young, and the older ones in the village are working outside! "Brother Xian" didn't persuade again, took the kettle and filled the teacup with water, Liu Jianshe continued: Recently, there are also furniture to be made in the courtyard of the village, and I just came back from the workshop!

While talking, Zheng Lijuan handed them two large bowls of oily noodles, and said with a smile: Eat quickly, Brother Xian, go out and enter the store! The two took the bowl and laughed in unison, Liu Jianshe said while eating: Your aunt has been unable to sit still in the house since she had breakfast, and she will go out to have a look for a while, and she will not sleep for a nap, just waiting for you to come back!

"Brother Xian" raised his head and looked at Zheng Lijuan, and said with a little anger: "Aunt, don't be like this in the future, except for Saturday and Sunday, I'm not sure, I will definitely come back on other holidays!" Liu Jianshe held noodles in his mouth, tilted his head and looked at Zheng Lijuan and said: Why don't you buy a BB machine for Guixian? "Brother Xian" hurriedly waved his hand, shook his head, and strongly objected, Zheng Lijuan and Liu Jianshe looked at him resolutely, so they didn't force it anymore.

In the evening, Zhang Guoqiang came to Liu Jianshe to report to work, and learned that "Brother Xian" was back, so he deliberately rode a motorcycle to the town to explain his intention to Uncle Qiang. Uncle Qiang excitedly gave him a piece of pork belly and a bunch of pork ribs, Zhang Guoqiang carried a carton of beer in the store and tied it to the back of the car, of course, his daughter-in-law who had not passed through the door, Zheng Lijuan and "Sister-in-law Qiang" were in the kitchen, and the three men set up a position in the hall, and the hot alcohol was swimming in the body. It wasn't until the top of the moon that Zheng Lijuan and "Sister-in-law Qiang" were sitting on the side yawning again and again, that Liu Jianshe urged Zhang Guoqiang and "Brother Xian": Guoqiang, Guixian, let's stop here!

After speaking, the "sister-in-law" insisted on cleaning up the cups, saucers and bowls, and Zheng Lijuan's persuasion was to no avail, so she let it be washed, placed, and cleaned, until Zhang Guoqiang also began to yawn, and then dispersed. "Brother Xian" also drank with the intention of drinking, as if he was happy, lying on the big bed wantonly, and falling asleep "whirring" -