Chapter Seventy-Two: The Return of Yellow Mountain

Huang He followed the finance department to distribute wages and bonuses to the workers, but he thought that everyone had the amount in hand, and it was already more than twelve o'clock after counting the bills.

Huang He was the last to go out of the factory, just out of the factory gate, full of street lights, everywhere is a happy scene, some children keep the New Year, holding firecrackers on the side of the road to light a fire, the crackling sound comforts the lonely homeless man, looking at this scene, a sense of loneliness from another era surged into Huang He's heart.

What is loneliness, Lin Yutang said, the word loneliness is taken apart, there are children, melons and fruits, dogs, mosquitoes and flies, which are enough to support the mouth of an alley in a midsummer evening, full of human feelings. Under the childish melon and willow shed, in the narrow alley where the thin dog chases the butterfly, the world is prosperous and laughs, but I have two sideburns to spare. Children, fruits, cats, dogs, flies, of course, are lively, but none of them have anything to do with you.

Now, it has nothing to do with him Huang He......

The lights of thousands of homes, the one that should be lit for him no longer knows where it is.

was supposed to spend a reunion year with his mother and father, but a fire burned everything, and Huang He still doesn't know where his mother Zhang Qiong will be.

Huang Shan ran away with money in his previous life, burying his youth, but what should have been a good college time was a dark prison, in this life, the same plot development, but, is Huang He still Huang He?

He didn't think about this answer himself, he didn't even know what kind of mentality to face Huangshan, before that incident, he was indeed a good father, but after that, something quietly changed, some cracks, once they appeared, it would be difficult to make up.

Huang He dragged his tired body back to "home", which was originally bought by Huangshan as a storage room, less than 20 square meters, flat roof room, there is nothing in it except a few sacks containing cotton, although some small and some are dilapidated, although there is no bed or a pot, but this place is the only place where Huang He now lives, the house is simple, but people can take off their defenses.

The house that I originally lived in Huangshan had been sold after going bankrupt, and now I don't know if it was in the hands of that person.

Huang He opened the windows, some old window edges were whining by the cold wind, and the cold wind that squeezed in poured into Huang He's inner lining along the neck of his clothes, which made Huang He feel cold.

There was a strange sound at the door, it was the sound of the key opening the door, Huang He thought to himself: Could it be that Shen Qiuyun is back, but isn't Shen Qiuyun in Guangzhou dealing with the booklet, who will it be so late.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Huang He happened to collide with Huang Shan, who had secretly come back to get something.

Huang Shan was wearing an old coat, with some early morning fog on his body, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of vicissitudes.

Huang Shan didn't expect that there was someone inside, and when he saw that it was Huang He, he was a little excited: "Son, are you okay?"

Huang He was silent for a long time and didn't speak, Huang Shan seemed to have a lot to say but didn't dare to ask.

"Dad, don't run away......" In the end, it was Huang He who broke the silence.

Huang Shan slid down the corner of the wall with his legs, his voice was a little tired, and he looked like he was much older, "What else can I do, the blanket factory was burned down by a fire, can I afford to pay for my money, I don't want to go to jail! Your father and I are afraid of death, timid, but I still have a conscience, I know that I ran away with the money because I was cut into the fire pit with a thousand knives, but if I don't run, our family will be finished, how many yuan can each person get when the money is divided into wages? Four yuan? Or five yuan?"

"But so what? Do you think that escaping to the Guangzhou Development Zone is an escape to the edge of the sky? Do you know that legal persons are to be sentenced, and you and I may both go to prison because of this! My whole life will be ruined in that place, and you will not be sad at all?" Huang He is a little confused about reality or dreaming, in his previous life in prison, Huang He has always had a sentence that he did not ask Huang Shan, that is, this sentence, and now he asks, but he is more and more lost.

Huang He suddenly felt that he had no position to blame Huang Shan, after all, in the previous life, Huang Shan was also a victim.

Huang Shan buried his head deep in his knees, and his voice trembled a little hoarsely, "No, we are not fleeing, but throwing off the burden." ”

Huang He looked at Huangshan silently and looked at it for a long time.

"Come back, don't run away, no one will arrest you. ”

"Really!" Huang Shan looked up suddenly, and his eyes regained some light.

"Well, really, the cause of the blanket production fire has been found out, and the wages of the workers have also been paid, so you can bring your mother back for the New Year. Huang He leaned against the window and told Huang Shan what things he had experienced these days and how to solve them.

Huang Shan looked at his son silently, and after watching it for a long time, the child has grown up, it seems that he has become different, more and more excellent, and he, he has no way out. There were only two paths in front of him: one was to continue on the run, and the other was to do what his son said.

"Alas......" Huang Shan let out a deep breath, listening to Huang He say so much, only to find that he has so many years of old qualifications, but not as good as a child, the old factory director said that he lacks experience, no business acumen, these are true, young and frivolous, blinded by money, hot only know how to do, but do not know whether this matter is suitable for themselves to do.

Huangshan leaned against the corner of the wall, full of thoughts and boredom. But after thinking about it for a long time, in the end it could only be a pale sentence: "I'm sorry, it was Dad who hurt you." ”

Following the ethereal water vapor exhaled, Huang He vaguely saw a few more strands of gray hair on Huang Shan's head, this man was old.

"Dad......"

Huang He felt a little guilty, the grace of nurturing is better than the sky, the tragedy of the previous life did not happen, should this life bury the family affection for something that has not yet happened?

"Eh!" Huang Shan replied twice with tears, the years have left traces on Huang Shan's face, and the wrinkles have unconsciously climbed up to the once clear face.

"I'm sorry. Huang He was a little sad.

"The blanket factory is your lifeblood, I know ......"

"I'm sorry. "It's muttering, saying sorry a second time.

"Don't say it, our father and son don't need to say I'm sorry, I did this with a clear conscience, it's not a good thing. ”

These words also reminded Huang He of himself.

My father trusts him so much, what is he still awkward?

So, what is he still hesitating about?

"Dad, starting tomorrow, we will start a tertiary industry again, and we must act quickly and strive to go public in four months. ”

"It's past twelve o'clock, it's today, I'll bring your mother back, and your aunt, let's celebrate the New Year, first celebrate the New Year!"

"Good!" Huang He came to this place and felt familiar again for the first time.