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In the early morning of the next day, a rumbling roar of large machinery woke Liu Xinghao from his sleep.

Woke up and looked at the familiar furniture in front of him, he couldn't help but make Liu Xinghao a little trance, thinking that he was still in a dream, and he was the hometown of Wei Liang who returned to in his dream. He couldn't remember how many days he hadn't been back to his hometown, and the last time he came back, it was still the season of snowflakes.

The wooden bed made by his father was particularly comfortable to sleep on, he had slept on this bed for more than ten years, and he fell asleep after lying down for a while last night.

The old writing desk at the end of the bed is the place where I worked hard every night when I was a student. On the wall directly above the desk, there are several familiar comic posters, and the smiles of Super Saiyan Monkey King and Slam Dunk Sakuragi Hanamichi are still so handsome, making people feel as if they are full of power at a glance!

Liu Xinghao turned over and jumped out of bed, learning the posture of Sun Wukong clenching his fists with both hands, and shouted: "Super Saiyan!!!"

Hehe, of course Liu Xinghao won't transform anything, that's just a plot that every big boy has fantasized about.

All the furnishings in the room are basically the same as when he left home to go to college, and every gadget can evoke Liu Xinghao's memories of the past. He was born here, grew up here, and his entire youthful memories are condensed here.

At this time, the fragrance of scallion pancakes came faintly, and the familiar smell must have been made by his mother, Liu Xinghao hurriedly opened the wardrobe and found a set of clothes to change into, and rushed out of the bedroom in three steps and two steps.

The fragrance outside is even stronger, and my mother is really busy in the kitchen, the rice porridge on the pot has been boiled almost, and the churning rice grains have exploded one by one, and they have been simmered slowly for a long time, and they have become more and more viscous.

Mother is skillfully putting the rolled scallion pan into the pan to fry, after one side is browned, the mother picks up the pot with one hand, and with a volley of her wrist, the scallion pancake immediately obediently comes to a somersault, and obediently lies on the other side of her on the pan.

"Mom! It's really a good job, when can you teach me?" Liu Xinghao smiled and patted his mother's ass, and at the same time reached out to touch it, a piece of hot and fragrant scallion pancake next to the pot table was already in his hand, and he was so hot that he hurriedly turned his left hand into his right hand in embarrassment.

"What kind of kitchen do you have as a big man, or marry me a daughter-in-law early, and let me teach her this cooking skills." The mother had a happy smile on her face, and at the same time, she had already filled a bowl of hot porridge for Liu Xinghao. "Well, let's go to the table and eat some porridge. ”

Liu Xinghao put the cake in his mouth and took the porridge bowl with both hands. Who knew that the porridge bowl was extremely hot, Liu Xinghao seemed to have received a hot potato, which could neither be thrown away nor shaken, so he hurriedly ran to the table and put it down.

"Wow, Mom, aren't you too hot?" Liu Xinghao grinned so much that he shook his hands vigorously.

The mother smiled and said disapprovingly: "I have been busy in the kitchen for so many years, and I am still afraid of what is hot, and I have long been used to it." ”

Looking at the figure of his mother, who had gray hair on her head, busy in the kitchen, Liu Xinghao couldn't help but feel a little emotion in her heart: "It's all the same person, why do I think the porridge bowl is so hot, but my mother is the same? It's not that she is different from ordinary people, but that so many years of smoke and fire have made her accustomed to this kind of life." ”

The mother turned around with a plate of scallion pancakes that had just come out of the pot, and suddenly found that her son was looking at her in a daze, and urged: "Hurry up and eat, don't be stunned, you have to go and deliver food to your father after eating." ”

"Oh, got it!" Liu Xinghao hurriedly took the cake and stuffed it into his mouth in a big gulp.

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Liu Xinghao ate and drank well, and went out with a thermos bucket and scallion pancakes, only to see that the street outside was full of neighbors watching the excitement. The focus of their onlookers was Uncle Wang's house, who was the first to sign the demolition agreement in the back house.

It turned out that the culprit who woke Liu Xinghao up in the morning was the excavator that was rumbling here. It waved its mechanical steel claws, and bursts of black smoke whistled out of the exhaust pipe, easily dividing five by two, and smashed the old house that once lived in Uncle Wang's family for three generations into ruins.

Broken bricks were scattered all over the ground, and the dust from the collapse was scattered in all directions, causing a commotion in the crowd. For the first time, the old men and women who have lived in this old house for decades have enjoyed the real picture of the demolition up close, and people are whispering from time to time, and what they are discussing is nothing more than how much the demolition money Uncle Wang's family has received, and where they have moved now.

The demolition is really coming, and this group of kind old people thought that as long as everyone didn't sign that word in a group, the demolition operation would come to an abrupt end. But now it seems that the demolition and relocation office is in earnest! As long as the residents who have signed the relocation agreement move away and hand over the keys, the excavator will start to dismantle them. It's crisp and crisp, and it's not dragging!

The hearts of the residents began to loosen quietly......

Liu Xinghao was worried about his father in the hospital, looked at it twice, and then turned around and got into the car. He has lived in the big city of Jiangzhou for many years, and he has seen too many such house demolitions, isn't it just the demolition of a bungalow, what is there to see, and the demolition of buildings is nothing new.

He had just walked on his front foot, and a man jumped down from the excavator on his back foot.

This person has a short head and a Chinese face, sword eyebrows, eyes and beard, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a strong tendon and meat, and a hurdle vest on his body, deliberately exposing the terrifying skeleton and evil ghost on his shoulder. Today is the first day that their demolition company has entered the site to start construction, and he, the boss, naturally wants to come and personally press the formation, in case a nail household comes to make trouble or something again.

Wang Xiaotian glanced at the many residents present, either some gray-haired old men and old ladies, or some little hairy babies who were not old enough to go to school. These old and weak women and children have no combat effectiveness in his eyes, and today they still want to shake their majesty in front of everyone, but looking at the uneasy gaze of these old people when they look at him, he thinks forget it, don't scare them out again!

"Ahem...... Phew......" Wang Xiaotian coughed up old phlegm, spit in the pile of ruins, climbed onto the excavator again, and roared away.