New Taipei City, Xiaoxi Street.

Triadic Lane.

Although eight years have passed, this place has not changed at all.

Moldy corners, long bluestone slabs, crooked telephone poles.

And, mixed with the air, that special smell.

All of this is still the same as it was.

Standing alone at the entrance of the alley, looking at the birds flying by rapidly above the roof, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile and said, "In the attic of Uncle Lin's house, I'm afraid there are a few more nests of birds hatching this year, right?"

In addition to the attic of Uncle Lin's house, on a big camphor tree not far away, there are birds as nests every year.

Once, Chen Changsheng went up to the tree, and in order to avoid breaking the bird eggs he took out, he put them in his mouth two by two.

As a result, the moment it hit the ground, the egg still shattered.

Crushed in the mouth.

That fishy smell made Chen Changsheng vomit for a long time.

The little figure, laughing, looked for water for him to rinse his mouth.

Can.

As she grew up, she began to resist and resist him.

All of this stems from the fact that neighbors often say that Chen Changsheng was born to the old Zhong family, and Zhong Ling was picked up.

Indeed, Father Zhong is more biologically to Chen Changsheng than his own.

The final outbreak was because of a sentence from the neighbors: Zhong Ling, when you grow up, simply marry Changsheng, kiss and kiss.

Regarding this rumor, Father Zhong did not refute it, and just smiled every time.

Since then, Zhong Ling has no longer paid attention to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng explained several times, but some things, a little bit of root, how can they be easily changed?

A few small birds evoked Chen Changsheng's infinite memories.

He grinned, took a step, and couldn't help but laugh.

The sky is overcast, and the rain has been brewing for several days, and I am afraid that it will come down today.

About twenty minutes later, the gate of the Zhong family was in front.

The open space in front of the door was full of firecracker crumbs, and the finished fireworks cartons were piled up on the edge of the fence.

In the air, there was still a smell of gunsmoke.

Although it is a little pungent, it exudes a strong festive atmosphere.

The open door, people in and out, so lively.

Some children, holding red envelopes in their hands, laughed and compared, whose red envelope sets were more beautiful, and whispered to discuss whether to go to the outside store and buy some snacks to eat.

A middle-aged man walked out, glanced at some of these naughty boys, and said with a smile: "You little devils, there are so many fruits and snacks in it, what else do you want to buy?

"If it were my parent student, he would have handed over the red envelope to me a long time ago. ”

Lighting a cigarette, the middle-aged man looked up at the gloomy sky, stunned.

A black suit, which may not have been worn many times, has already shown signs of time.

Like that resolute face, it has endured vicissitudes for a long time.

Chen Changsheng looked happy, strode forward, stood behind Zhong Yan, and said with a smile: "When did you learn to smoke? ”

Before, this man didn't smoke or drink.

At this time, judging from his smoking posture, he was already an old smoking gun.

"Early death, early superbirth. ”

Zhong Yan still looked at the sky, and choked back tastelessly, and then, a pair of brows suddenly frowned.

Huo Ran turned around.

A familiar face comes into view.

Faded from childishness, as majestic and steady as Mount Tai, with a tall figure, like a sharp javelin.

Zhong Yan shook his head, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, "This, this isn't a dream, right?"

Reached out and pinched his thigh, perhaps because he used too much force, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull.

"Chang, Changsheng, it's really you!"

After a few ridiculous actions, it was finally determined that the young man in front of him was his son who had been missing for eight years.

Chen Changsheng took a step forward and gave Zhong Yan a bear hug, "Father, it's me." ”

Good!good!good!wow!!"

Zhong Yan patted Chen Changsheng's back and laughed, "I knew that your kid had a big life. ”

"Back then, when I picked you up, it snowed heavily, more than ten degrees below zero, and you survived in a single dress, how could this little setback cost you your life?"

Zhong Yan punched Chen Changsheng's chest, "Where are you going this year?" ”

It can't be called accusation, but more excitement and emotion.

Eight years.

A big living person, just disappeared.

Chen Changsheng smiled and did not move.

Subsequently, he briefly said that he was found back by his biological father, and because of his experience and various reasons, he was cut off from the outside world.

As for the details of the home, not much has been said.

"Even if you kid still have a little conscience, he has found his biological father, and he has not forgotten my adoptive father. Zhong Yan laughed.

Chen Changsheng looked into the gate, "Today, Ling'er is engaged?"

It was a happy event, but the smile on Zhong Yan's face disappeared in an instant, and he snorted coldly for a few times.

Chen Changsheng just wanted to laugh when he saw it, he was simply an old naughty boy.

After taking a hard puff of his cigarette, Zhong Yan waved his hand and said: "I don't agree to this marriage at all, but you also know Ling'er's temperament, plus your adoptive mother's soft-hearted temperament, hey......"

Chen Changsheng patted Zhong Yan, "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, just let it be." ”

Inside, however, a curiosity arose in him.

Zhong Yan is reasonable, not an unreasonable person, how can he be so opposed in this matter?

"Don't talk about this, let's go, let's have a drink. ”

Zhong Yan put his arm around Chen Changsheng's shoulders, and as soon as the two turned around, a woman approached them.

The woman was just about to say something to Zhong Yan, when the whole person suddenly froze, looking at Chen Changsheng's eyes, first confused, and then stunned.

"Mother. ”

Chen Changsheng took the lead in greeting.

The woman, Li Yun, was stunned for a while, and then hurriedly stepped forward and exclaimed, "Changsheng, you're back!"

"It's back. ”

Li Yun's shout made the neighbors and relatives who were chatting and waiting for food around them cast curious glances.

"That's, that kid?"

Although eight years have passed, many people still recognize Chen Changsheng at a glance.

Some of those who still had doubts slowly combined the figure in front of them with the immature boy in their minds.

"He, isn't he dead?"

"It's been eight years, and I'm still coming back. ”

Suddenly, there was a lot of discussion.

Back then, all of them felt pity.

"This kid can't have come back today on purpose, right? I don't believe there is such a coincidence. ”

"This guy won't take our joke seriously, right? But now it's different from the past, the fiancé Ling'er is looking for is so good that it makes people blush, how can he still have the share of a poor boy?"

There is regret and envy.

Their discussion did not deliberately suppress their voices, so that the atmosphere on the field became a little awkward and even depressing.

“……”