At around 1 o'clock in the morning, Sun Quan walked out of the train station in P County, City C.

City C and City M, where his university is located, belong to the same province of Ontario, and are four or five hours away by train.

He was on the train at 9:00 p.m., so when he arrived in C City and P County, it was already past 1 o'clock in the morning.

Carrying a duffel bag out of the station, Sun Quan felt that the air seemed to be a lot more cordial, this is the feeling of hometown, although the county seat of P County at night is far less prosperous than M City, but walking on the land of his hometown, he just feels a lot more stable.

As a small county town, there are no taxis, motorcycles or hotel aunts outside the station at this time, and it is quiet outside the station, only three or two convenience stores and small restaurants are still open.

Sun Quan stood at the gate of the station for a while, smoked half a cigarette, and walked to a small hotel not far away, it was so late, it was inconvenient to go home, he decided to wake up early tomorrow morning and go back.

Nothing was said all night.

At 8 o'clock in the morning the next day, he woke up to the alarm ringing of his mobile phone, got up, washed, packed his luggage, went downstairs for breakfast, and he took a taxi home.

"Master! Go to Fuwei Sunjiaao! Thank you!"

Fuwei Sunjiaao is the address of his home, a quiet mountain village.

The taxi went out of the county and galloped on the cement road that was not long built, except for the ups and downs of the hills along the way, there are patches of farmland, but this season, it is rare to see blue, and most of it is dry yellow.

Sun Quan leaned on the back seat, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window, the house was burning, he didn't know where his parents lived now, were they well fed and warmly dressed?

The phone at home can't get through, so he hasn't contacted his parents yet, but he can imagine that his home was burned, and his parents must be very depressed, after all, the family is not well-off, and now it is even worse, right?

……

More than an hour later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of a small mountain village, and the taxi driver turned back to Sun Quan and said, "Handsome guy!

Sun Quan hummed, paid the fare, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Today's weather is okay, there is the sun, the warm sun shines on Sun's whole body, carrying his luggage, standing at the entrance of the village, he squints in the direction of his home.

I can't see anything, his house is at the end of the village, and this is the entrance to the village.

Pursing his lips, Sun Quan walked into the village.

After entering the village, naturally some people saw him, including old people, big girls and little daughters-in-law, as well as aunts and children.

Someone greeted him, someone just looked at him, someone asked the others around him—where did this young man come from?"

It stands to reason that the village should know each other, but Sun Quan has been away from home for some years, and he has been living in high school since he was in high school, and after going to college, he only comes back during the winter and summer vacations every year.

Moreover, since he entered high school, he rarely went out even during the winter and summer vacations, even if he was at home, and the behavior of visiting the village was almost gone.

In addition, his appearance has changed a lot from his youth to the present, so some old people and newly married women in the village, as well as children, may not know him.

took the initiative to say hello, Sun Quan squeezed out a smile and responded with a sentence or two, and the others ...... He ignored it, his character was not good at dealing with people.

Finally, he came to his house.

It had been burned to the point that only a few black walls remained, a few dogs were pulling through the ruins for food, and a few chickens were pulling around......

Main house, kitchen, latrine...... Only the lone latrine was still standing in the distance, and everything else was burned.

The courtyard door of the cousin's house next door opened, and the rich cousin stood at the courtyard gate and spoke: "Ah Quan, are you back so soon? Your house has been burned down, what else do you want to see? Do you want to come to my house and sit down for a while?

Sun Quan turned his face and smiled, "Auntie, what about my parents? Do you know where they live now?"

Before the words fell, the cousin-in-law who called Sun Quan last night also came out of the courtyard gate, followed by a little boy behind her buttocks, it was her son, Sun Quan's cousin.

The sister-in-law smiled and said, "The village chief has arranged your parents in the ancestral hall at the end of the village!

The cousin echoed: "Yes, your father and mother live in the ancestral hall now!"

Getting this answer, Sun Quan frowned, but he didn't say anything, just squeezed out a smile and nodded, "Oh, I know! Then I'll go to the ancestral hall now!"

The ancestral hall in the village has a history of many years, it should be traced back to before the founding of the People's Republic of China, it has long been dilapidated, the sun shines into the house from the roof on sunny days, and the rain leaks into it on rainy days.

"Ah Quan, why don't you come to my house for a drink of water?"

The cousin was still saying kind words, and Sun Quan had already turned around and walked towards the end of the village, "No! Thank you, auntie!"

There are very few people at the end of the village, and along the way, Sun Quan did not meet a few more people.

The ancestral hall is on a hill at the end of the village.

Because few people usually come, it seems quite desolate.

Sun Quan frowned and climbed the hill bag, came to the open space in front of the ancestral hall, and saw his father sitting on the threshold of the ancestral hall smoking with a sad face.

My mother was cooking something in a small tandoor not far away, which had obviously just been made, and at the bottom of the stove was a broken enamel basin that had been picked up from nowhere, and the body of the stove was made of mud mixed with broken straw.

The small iron pot on the tandoor, Sun Quan recognized, was the old pot at home.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the smoke in the mud stove suddenly drifted to his mother's face, and then Sun Quan saw his mother coughing again and again, rubbing her eyes.

While coughing, my mother inadvertently looked up and saw Sun Quan carrying a duffel bag.

She was stunned for a moment, "Ah, Ah Quan?"

"What, Ah Quan?"

The father, who was sitting on the threshold smoking a cigarette, followed his wife's line of sight, and when he saw Sun Quan, he was also stunned, he subconsciously stood up, "Ah Quan, you, why are you back?"

Sun Quan pursed his lips, walked over, lifted the lid of the pot, and saw that there were some cabbage leaves boiled in white rice porridge.

He raised his eyes and asked his mother, "Where did you get the rice?"

My mother smiled bitterly, "If you haven't burned out of the rice bowl, you can probably eat two meals!"

Sun Quan turned his head to look at the half of the cigarette in his father's hand, "Why are there still cigarettes?

Father Sun Zhicai also smiled bitterly, "When I first found out about the fire, I was in a hurry to put out the fire, where did I remember to get the money? This half pack of cigarettes is left over from my body." ”

“……”

After a moment of silence, Sun Quan asked again: "In other words, all the things in the house are burned down?"

Sun Zhicai nodded.

Mother Xu Mei said: "The fire is over, I went in and got back the pair of earrings that I used to marry......"

Sun Quan knew that the earrings, silver, were worthless.

He casually placed his duffel bag on the steps in front of the door, unzipped it, and took out two pieces of bread that he had bought before the train last night, two bags of dried tea, and a bottle of mineral water.

"Don't be hungry for porridge, you can eat these first!"

"Ah Quan, let's eat! You are young, and you are more hungry than us!" Xu Mei subconsciously refused.

Sun Zhicai also nodded, "Well, let's eat it!"

Sun Quan didn't answer their words, stood up and took out his wallet from his arms, took out the Agricultural Bank card that he had deposited the manuscript fee in, and handed it to his mother, "Mom! You can take this card first! There are about 90,000 yuan in it! Dad! You will go to find someone in the afternoon and prepare to build a new house! Build a bigger one! Build a little better! You can build the second and third floors if you want! If the money is not enough, I will get it for you when you go back!"