As soon as An Ming entered the door, he saw his father smoking a roll of dry tobacco in his hand, the smoke was smoky, and his mother was sitting on the gray flannel sofa opposite, with a sad face, and saw their daughter come in with a bulging cloth bag, An's mother glanced at it and turned her face away.

Father An put out the remaining dry cigarette in the glass ashtray on the coffee table, with a hint of joy in his sad face: "Ming'er, you're back!"

An Ming put down the big cloth bag, and was already accustomed to the environment at home, and said, "Parents, today I took a break from shifts and bought you some burdock bitter gourd tea and some medicines to lower blood pressure and blood sugar. Are you feeling better?"

An's mother grabbed ahead of An's father and said, "You haven't been back for two months, your brother and sister-in-law have been short of money recently, and your little nephew also has to eat and wear, and pay off the mortgage, your salary has already been paid, right?

"The whole family is waiting for dinner, you say it's broken, we have worked so hard to pull you so big, this is how to repay us?

An Ming's face turned pale, and he took out a stack of cash from his handbag and put it on the coffee table: "Except for living expenses, these two months' wages are here." ”

An's mother picked up the money and counted them one by one, spitting on her face, her expression as sweet as drinking honey, but reserved.

After counting, An's mother's sweet face suddenly turned into a debt collection face: "Why is there six hundred less than before?"

An Ming's expression was still the same, as if this scene had happened thousands of times, and it couldn't cause any waves, but his heart was scarred over and over again, good and bad, bad and good, and a solid fortress had already been formed.

"There is a friend in the restaurant who got married, and I followed the gift of six hundred, and I forgot to tell you, the next time there is such an emergency, I will say it first. ”

An's mother heard that she had eaten explosives, and her voice raised an octave: "Who do you think you are? It's a waste of money when you spend it, and when you have something, will they remember you? ”

Even though he has been injured thousands of times, An Ming's numb heart at this time is still painful to the bone, and tiredness is undersurging under his eyelids.

"If you don't come back, you have to ask for the 600 yuan, and I will keep the living expenses. A month is as short as it is short, and it passes quickly. ”

Mother An wanted to speak, but Father An glared at him, and his tone was rare and stern: "Enough, Ming'er has grown up and has her own circle, enough for these, you can be content!"

When I was a child, it was my parents who paid in the family, and when I grew up, my children paid and my parents were happy.

Forget it, she's used to it! If her parents suddenly become kind one day, she should be even more worried.

In the sigh of his mother's hatred that iron is not steel, An Ming found an excuse to leave with his bag, without drinking a sip of water or eating.

The road is at the foot, but the purpose is far away, and I can't find it, and I am very confused.

An Ming didn't take the bus, but chose a small path and walked from the vegetable garden to the road, full of thick green, as far as the eye could see.

Stopping at a rice field, An Ming looked at it, when he was a child, he felt that this field was wide and long, his legs were swollen and numb, and he could only plant rice twice at most, accompanied by his mother's dislike, it seemed to be a long time ago.

Now the machine transplants rice, saving time and labor, and happiness is moving forward step by step.

Di Di –

A white Volkswagen slowly drove behind An Ming, An Ming turned around in surprise, she stood on the side of the road, and did not hinder others.

Through the glass of the car window, An Ming's eyes were gloomy, the car stopped, the door opened, and a young man in a gray casual suit came down.

He has a rectangular face, a more handsome face than ordinary people, tall and tall, calm and introverted.

An Ming regained his mood and asked with a smile: "Brother Han, are you going to the city? It's been a long time!"