Chapter 239: Returning to Hometown
The sun hangs high in the sky of Shenzhen, brilliant as spring, but the sky of the hometown is covered in snow.
If it weren't for the year-end tail tooth lottery, many people would have taken annual leave and left, foreign-funded enterprises respect labor laws, and there should be no less leave.
"Old classmate, are you driving back this year?" The next day, Wang Shiyi woke up drunk, and the cunning brother came over and asked.
In the days before the Chinese New Year, customers are almost on holiday, and those who do not have a holiday no longer place orders, and a group of salesmen are idle in the office.
"Of course drive back!" said the cunning brother, the car is for transportation, not for seeing, with a car, go back to call Rong to return to his hometown.
There is no one who doesn't like to do things that honor returning to their hometown.
"Then come with me! I know the way back!" said the cunning brother, who had driven back several times and was familiar with the way home.
That year, the mobile phone did not have the Internet function, and it could not be navigated, so Wang Shiyi drove an Audi car and carefully followed the cunning brother of the old driver.
The cars on the road were crowded together, and they were stuffed in place like broken water for a while, Wang Shiyi stopped and stopped, and wanted to take a break in the service area several times, but when he saw that it was full of dense cars, he had to continue to hurry.
In the middle of the night, the car was jammed in the ravine, and the cunning brother jumped out of the Toyota, smoking a cigarette while looking at the twinkling stars in the sky and scolding his mother.
Finally got out of Guangdong, the road was slippery, the weather was cold, and when they drove to the territory of Chungcheng, the hometown was drifting with snowflakes, and the outside was pure white.
As soon as he arrived at the land of his hometown, Wang Shiyi inexplicably remembered He Xueyi.
He remembered that He Xueyi once told him that when she was born, it was snowing in the sky, so her name was He Xueyi.
Does it snow in the winter in the US?
Do people living in the United States also celebrate Chinese New Year?
On the mountain road, occasionally I will see a few old people wearing thick cotton clothes walking by, they have a cigarette in their mouths, bow their heads and look forward, the original scenery of their hometown, has been gone for several years, and has not changed at all.
But the people of the homeland have changed!
No matter how high the mountain is, it can't stop the wings of the hometown people from flying!
At this time, a tall teenager appeared in front of him, the boy kept walking forward on the road in the mountains, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the person was very strange, the speed of the teenager walking was as fast as an Audi car, Wang Shiyi tried to add a little throttle to catch up, but to no avail, he vaguely felt that it was himself six years ago, and the figure was so familiar.
There was a mountain road in front of him that led to Chung Cheng Middle School, and the boy turned around and walked towards the mountain road.
He stopped the car, got out of the car, and watched in amazement as he had walked away from himself six years ago, as he submerged in a pure white forest.
On a snowy day, suddenly a sad cry came from the belly of the mountains:
If you want to be in love, you have to be in love
???? Life and death will be in love for a hundred years
???? My sister died and became a tree
???? Brother turned into a vine heart connected
???? ……
If there was no singing, Wang Shiyi wanted to listen carefully, but he only heard the sound of falling snow!
A gust of mountain wind blew, and the trees in the mountains shook, and the heavy snow fell in a torrent, and the mountain wind curled up on the mountain beams, as if crying.
"Didi, Didi!" the fighter phone rang.
"Son, where have you been?" came the mother's voice.
"I'm almost home!" replied Wang Shiyi, and after saying that, he turned around and got into the car.
When he drove the car to the courtyard of Zhangjing, he saw his mother and a group of villagers standing at the entrance of the village waiting for him.
He happily honked the horn of the car, and the old yellow dog, lying under the old camphor tree, suddenly rose to his feet and barked three times at the sky.
Wang Shiyi parked the car on the flat in front of the house, and as soon as he walked down, Wang Xiuhe hugged his son in his arms: "Son, you are finally back!"
His father, Wang Maoyong, was smiling while smoking a cigarette.
There is no doubt that Wang Shiyi drove an Audi car back to his hometown of the small mountain village, and instantly became the pride of the Zhangjing yard.
An eighty-year-old woman was roasting on the fire, and when she heard that Wang Shiyi had returned, she walked over on the snow road with a cane and a "click", stood in the wind and snow, stretched out a pair of withered hands, touched and touched the body of the brand-new Audi sedan, and gently swept away the snow on it.
"High-end cars, only rich big bosses can afford them!"
"Wang Shiyi has a future!"
"I heard that he also bought a house in Shenzhen!"
"The house in Shenzhen has risen very much recently, and he is worth millions!"
"What? He became a millionaire?"
"Yes, he runs the business with Jiang Hua, who runs a Toyota car and can't afford to buy a house in Shenzhen. ”
In the midst of everyone's discussions, Wang Xiuhe walked out again. "Auntie, it's such a cold weather, you should go home and bake the fire!" she beckoned to the eighty-year-old woman.
"Wang Shiyi is back?" asked the old man as he walked over with a cane, his broken teeth unable to control the wind, and his voice sounded strange.
"Yes, my son just arrived home! It's not easy to come back from Shenzhen, the car is very congested on the road, he ran for a day and a night, and now he goes back to his room to sleep!"
"I've heard that it's hard to walk thousands of miles to come back!" the old woman walked in on crutches.
As soon as he entered the house, the old man's cloudy eyes shone amazingly, and he looked left and right at the house, and the layout inside was not much different from that of other villagers.
The millionaire's home was so shabby that the old woman was puzzled.
"Xiuhe, I heard that your son has bought a house in Shenzhen?" The old man sat down by the fire pond and asked, there is no impermeable wall in the village, she originally thought that Wang Xiuhe was bragging, and when she saw Wang Shiyi driving a car back, she asked suspiciously.
"What my son bought at the beginning of the year was all his own money, we farmed the land, and there was no problem with protecting his stomach, where is the money to subsidize him?" Wang Xiuhe said proudly.
"I'm a lot old, I've never been to Shenzhen, and everyone says that Shenzhen is as big as Beijing and Shanghai, and it's a big city, and your son can afford to buy a house in a big city! The old woman sighed.
"Auntie, he has only graduated from high school for six years, where does he have so much money to buy a house, my son bought a house with a bank loan, and he only paid 20,000 yuan!" Wang Xiuhe said.
"Oh, I bought it with a loan!" the old man said thoughtfully, thinking to himself, what kind of ability is the house bought with a loan, and what is there to show off.
"Yes!" Wang Xiuhe nodded when he saw the old man's puzzled look.
"Did he buy his car with a loan?" asked the old woman.
"He owes a lot of debt to the bank to buy a house, where does he have the money to buy a car? That car was rewarded to him by his company!" Wang Xiuhe said.
"The company's benefits are good, do you still need people in your son's company? After the Chinese New Year, let my grandson also go to work in their company!" The old man's grandson had just graduated from high school that year and was idle at home, and she thought that Wang Shiyi, a high school student, had made a lot of money in Shenzhen, and her own grandson was not far behind.
"Auntie, okay! In the next year, let him go to Shenzhen with my son!" Wang Xiuhe agreed loudly.