Jincheng, Jinli Street.

The two came here by bus at ten o'clock in the morning.

Last night, I hugged each other and slept until ** o'clock before waking up.

Today they don't think about anything, they will enjoy their first day together.

At ten o'clock in the morning, there were almost no people on the Jincheng bus.

In the huge carriage, it almost became their special car.

Lu Yuan and Zhou Yun sat on the two-person seat by the window of the carriage, Lu Yuan leaned against the window, Zhou Yun gently leaned on his shoulder, and the shadows of the trees outside the window revealed a little bit of sunshine, swaying on the two of them, swaying with the car.

The clear sky moves slowly in the gaps between the leaves.

The bus swayed through the ancient streets of Jincheng.

Time, like a moment, is so long and leisurely.

It can be enjoyed by two people slowly.

Jinli Street is one of the most well-known ancient streets in Jincheng, where the bluestone ancient road and tea wood plaques pass through it, as if you have walked into history.

If you like someone, take her to Jinli.

Lu Yuan and Zhou Yun walked hand in hand, to be honest, at this moment, Lu Yuan really felt a kind of stability that he had never felt before.

That's the kind of stability that will be with her all my life.

If you say that since you left the family, you are like a prodigal son who has no roots, but now, you have found a stable nestling.

From now on, Lu Yuan felt that he didn't have to think about anything, and he would just be with Zhou Yun.

On both sides of the street, there are all kinds of snacks, all the way to the line, a full number of hundreds of meters long.

Although Lu Yuan and Zhou Yun don't have much money on them, as long as they can be with their beloved, even if they can only eat a string of sugar gourds, it is a feeling of happiness.

"It's so fragrant, I think of Grandpa Zhao next door to our house. Zhou Yun looked at the long food stall in front of him, and a feeling of memory couldn't help but appear on his face, "Uncle Zhao next door to our house is a snack maker, and the shrimp wontons he makes are particularly delicious, when I was a child, he and Aunt Xiuhua were very good to me, every time he went to the market, he would send me a bowl of small wontons, and my mother, every time when she returned the bowl, she would send a bowl of pickles she made to Uncle Zhao's family......"

"Do you miss Aunt Wang?" Lu Yuan looked at Zhou Yun distressedly.

"Hmm. Zhou Yun nodded, and tears flowed out, "I miss my mother, I don't have a home now, Lu Yuan, I will follow you in the future, you must not abandon me." ”

"Don't worry, I will have you as my home in the future, and without you, I can only wander the world. Lu Yuan gently put his arm around Zhou Yun's shoulder.

How distressed he was.

Of course he knows about Zhou Yun's affairs, Aunt Wang Lian is her only relative in the world, and since Aunt Wang Lian died, she has been alone.

As for the Murong family, it is impossible to climb into a relationship.

And Cao Yunfeng is not Zhou Yun's biological father.

"Let's go, there's a wonton seller over there, let's go buy a bowl. With that, Lu Yuan took Zhou Yun to the front of a stall.

The stall owner was an old man in his fifties, his hands dark and full of cracks in his work.

Obviously, this is also a person who struggles to make a living.

"Five dollars, young man. The old man raised his head and handed the wonton to Lu Yuan.

Then, he was stunned.

"Uncle Zhao?"

Zhou Yun was also stunned, she never thought that she would meet a neighbor in the previous village in this place.

"Xiao Yun?" Zhao Jisheng couldn't believe it, it wasn't until Zhou Yun called him that he was really sure that the girl in front of him was really Zhou Yun.

"Uncle Zhao, great!" Zhou Yun was very excited.

Suddenly here, meeting a former neighbor, this feeling, is really unexpected, but also very warm.

"Oh, Xiao Yun, it's so good, it's so good. Zhao Jisheng also rubbed his hands, smiled innocently, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Soon, Lu Yuan listened to them chatting and understood.

This old man is Zhou Yun's former neighbor Uncle Zhao Jisheng, who is actually only fifty years old, but obviously, the burden of life makes him look almost sixty years old.

"Let's go, Xiaoyun, come and sit down at our house, Xiangxiang will be happy to see you, since you went to college, she has been talking about you every day." Zhao Jisheng didn't do business either, he directly closed the stall, and insisted on pulling Zhou Yun to go to his house to sit down.

In fact, he doesn't need to say much, Zhou Yun saw his hometown here, and he was still a neighbor of a village, so he naturally had to be a guest.

Zhao Jisheng pushed a small cart and led the way in front.

Lu Yuan and Zhou Yun followed behind him.

Starting from Jinli Street, twisting and turning, and finally, I came to a narrow urban village-like place.

It's not as flowery as Jincheng looks like here, it's a dilapidated house, a dense alley, and a freely built house, which seems to be a little worse than where Lu Yuan and Zhou Yun lived.

"Uncle Zhao, why did you come to Jincheng?" Zhou Yun asked curiously.

"Alas, I can't stay at home, now people are running to the big city, I can't make money at home, there is no way, I can only run to the big city, I can only run to the big city last year, Qianqian came to Jincheng to work, and this year our whole family has moved here, and there is no money, so we can only rent here." Zhao Jisheng and Zhou Yun were also happy when they spoke, but there was obviously the pressure of the burden of life in their brows.

"Alright, we're here!"

Finally, I arrived at a yard, which is a big yard where many tenants live, and in the yard, there are a lot of clothes to dry, and some red and green women's underwear are hung in the yard everywhere, and they are not shy about it.

"You damn old man, why did you come back so early, didn't you look at me resting today, and you were lazy?" A middle-aged woman, who also looked to be fifty or sixty years old, walked out of one of the doors.

"Old woman, look who's coming!"

As soon as Zhao Jisheng's words fell, the woman saw Zhou Yun.

"Xiao Yun, it's really you! Great, it's really good, Xiao Yun, you're more beautiful than before!" the woman was excited and hugged Zhou Yun directly.

"Aunt Xiuhua!"

Seeing this woman and hugging this woman, at that moment, Zhou Yun really cried.

Yes, when I saw Aunt Xiuhua, those scenes from my childhood came out in an instant, and Aunt Xiuhua's familiar posture and tone reminded her of her mother, and remembered the scene when she was a child, when her mother and Aunt Xiuhua sat in the shade of a tree, chatted about family life together, and played sweaters together.

"Okay, Xiaoyun, don't cry, why are you crying when you see Aunt Xiuhua so happy, by the way, what about your mother?"

She only knew that Wang Lian seemed to have gone to Jinling to visit Zhou Yun a few months ago.

At that time, Aunt Xiuhua was still happy for Wang Lian.

"Aunt Xiuhua, my mother, my mother is gone, woo woo. This time, Zhou Yun cried even more sadly, hugging Aunt Xiuhua, crying a lot.

And Aunt Xiuhua was also shocked all of a sudden, and all of a sudden, her eyes were moist.

This time, she didn't persuade Zhou Yun not to cry.

She quietly hugged Zhou Yun and let Zhou Yun in her arms, crying all over her body.

"Damn, early in the morning, what are the ghosts howling, and don't let people rest, my mother still has to go to work at night!"

However, at this time, a woman's roar suddenly came from a room on the second floor, and at the same time, a woman's slippers were thrown into the yard.

Zhao Jisheng and Aunt Xiuhua, both of them suddenly showed the honest appearance of a cautious countryman who no one dared to offend when they first arrived, obviously, they were also very jealous of this woman who was scolded.

"Xiao Yun, let's go, go to the house. ”

Aunt Xiuhua said, supported Zhou Yun, and entered the house.

In the house, it was very basic.

It's even more humble than the house Zhou Yun rents.

In the corner is a TV, or the kind of vacuum tube transmitter that is an old-fashioned TV with wireless receiver varistor power tuning.

The walls are full of nails, and there are many plastic bags hanging in flowers, and the plastic bags are filled with some daily necessities.

Everything is also on the ground.

Obviously, life is also very tight.