Chapter 7: Old Friends

Put away the phone, finished walking around the house, Canghai returned to the space, looked left and right and found that there was nothing to see in the space, there were so many things, a well and a seed, and a so-called beast's den that couldn't live in people, after watching it for a long time, the freshness was just like that, far from the exciting and incredible feeling when I first came in.

Returned to the hotel room, lying on the wide and comfortable bed, Canghai wondered if he could dream of that faint shadow again, but unfortunately he had no dreams all night, and slept energetically until dawn, not to mention the shadow, and he didn't even dream of a spring dream.

got up and cleaned up, came to the shooting shop, and after completely handling the matter, Canghai took a plane and flew directly back to the magic capital.

After taking the car and saying hello to my friends, I drove my seven-year-old Volkswagen car with full fuel and got on the highway, and directly pulled to the 12 and ran in the direction of my hometown.

More than 1,500 kilometers, drove for two whole days, Canghai only drove into his hometown on the morning of the third day, almost ten years have not been back to his hometown, when Canghai's car drove into the county seat, he was directly dumbfounded, because in his impression, the poor and dilapidated small county is now completely different, although it is far from the eastern county, but it is completely different from a large bungalow in his memory, the narrow streets, how to say that the main roads have also been replaced with four-lane asphalt roads, and the four- or five-storey buildings on both sides are also adjacent to several main roads surrounding the county on both sidesThe original large bungalows and brick houses have been replaced by four- and five-story residential buildings, and the pedestrians on the roadside have lost the embarrassment when they left, and from time to time you can see private cars with private license plates on the roadside.

Anyway, everything is completely different from the poor small county town in Canghai's memory, and the pedestrians on the side of the road even walk with a sense of spirit, no longer like when Canghai left, revealing a listless look.

When you arrive at the small county town, it doesn't mean that you will be home immediately, there are still more than 100 kilometers away from the town where Canghai lives, don't underestimate the distance of 100 or 10 miles, if you put it in the eastern plain, this distance is at most one or two hours, but in the loess ditch full of eyes, 100 kilometers is four or five hours by car.

The car went out of the small county, Canghai followed the navigation and continued to drive towards his hometown, walked for less than twenty minutes, the newly paved asphalt road was replaced by two lanes, not the two lanes, if the two cars intersect, everyone has to step on the brakes to slow down to ensure the safety of the car, this is also no way to do things, because the road on both sides of the steep slope of twenty or thirty meters on the other side is a towering loess mound.

The further you go to the countryside, the more desolate the road becomes on both sides, and when you walk more than half of the road, the greenery on the loess slope becomes lighter and lighter, and the river below the slope becomes narrower and shallower.

As the road became more and more winding, and there were more and more twists in the loess mountain mausoleum, Canghai knew that he was getting closer and closer to his hometown where he was born and raised.

Closer and closer to his hometown, even if he looked at the desolation, Canghai's heart was getting more and more excited, gently pressed the car window, and felt the mountain wind blowing on his face with a strong loess atmosphere.

"That sister on the mountain beam, beautiful to death, the little brother who herds sheep thinks ......about it tightly."

Holding the steering wheel in one hand, Canghai pulled up his voice and sang the mountain song he had heard a little, over and over again, when he sang four or five times, before he knew it, Canghai's cheeks were already full of two strings of tears, far away from the wanderer's heart for nearly ten years, countless times haunted by dreams, countless times of missing, and turned into tears in the place where he vaguely saw his hometown town.

Stopped the car, calmed down, took out the wet wipes on the car to wipe his tears, and Canghai continued to move forward.

You don't need to find a way, and you can walk along the road to the end of your hometown, which is nestled in the loess hills surrounded by mountains.

When Canghai entered the town, he couldn't help but chuckle, because the original impression of the town of only forty or fifty rooms, now I am afraid that there are no less than five or six hundred households, each family is a small courtyard and a large tile house, and occasionally you can see a two-story small general building, this thing is nothing in the countryside in the south of the Yangtze River, but it is placed here where the loess is full of water and is extremely scarce, it must be a well-known and solid family.

When the car drove into the town, Canghai quickly hesitated again, because the road was completely different from what he remembered, and even navigation couldn't help Canghai here.

After getting out of the car, Canghai stood on the side of the road, scratching his head and starting to flip through his mobile phone, looking for his third uncle's phone.

At this time, about twenty meters away from Canghai, a man riding a motorcycle with his wife and children, who looked to be in his early thirties, was looking straight at Canghai.

"What's wrong with the baby?"

The woman holding the child behind the motorcycle found that her husband's eyes were looking directly at a man on the side of the road, and she couldn't help but ask curiously, if it was a mother-in-law, she would be angry, but a man made her guard down a lot.

"It's like my classmate!" After the man on the motorcycle muttered, he shouted in the direction of Canghai: "Then the future life, is it Canghai?"

As soon as Canghai heard someone call him, he raised his head in surprise and looked at the man who was shouting to him.

After watching for about ten seconds, Canghai asked in an uncertain voice, "Zheng Weibo?"

"Oh! it's really Canghai!" The man heard Canghai call his name, and immediately showed a happy smile on his face, and got off the motorcycle in three steps and two steps, because he was a little anxious, he almost threw his Po Lang and the baby to the ground.

Zheng Weibo first supported his mother-in-law and baby, and then strode towards Canghai, then grabbed Canghai and patted Canghai on the back.

Canghai was stunned by Zheng Weibo, he had lived in the magic capital for almost ten years, Canghai had long forgotten the enthusiasm and heartiness of the northwest man, but soon Canghai got used to it and embraced his old friends warmly.

The two stupid old men hugged each other on the side of the street for almost a minute, and then they parted with smiles.

"I heard that you are doing well in the magic capital, this is to go home and take a look?"

Letting go of Canghai, Zheng Weibo smiled at his old classmate, didn't wait for Canghai to answer, looked Canghai up and down carefully, and opened his mouth to boast: "It's still the magic capital to raise people, look at your kid's appearance, how can you still look like you used to be black and not slippery, it looks like seventeen or eighteen!"

Canghai is not embarrassed to say that it is not that he is young, but that your kid is too old! But this phenomenon is very common here, where can a crop man facing the loess with his back to the sky compare with a person who sits in the office all day.

"Are you all married?" Canghai glanced at the mother-in-law who was standing next to the motorcycle, looking a little cramped, and the baby with a curious face.

When Zheng Weibo heard Canghai say this, he hurriedly waved at his mother-in-law: "Mother-in-law, come and take the baby to his uncle!"

As he spoke, he introduced his wife to Canghai: "My mother-in-law is Lu Jing from the third class of high school before, this is my baby, Ziyue, Zheng Ziyue."

Canghai and Lu Jing said hello and teased the child twice, and the little guy looked at Canghai, an uncle he had never seen before, with a pair of dark eyes open, which was very interesting.

Canghai doesn't remember Lu Jing, but Lu Jing remembers Canghai, mainly because Canghai is too awesome in school, and his grades are unbeatable, so that the so-called scholars only have the share of subservience, and every time they take the exam, they are not more than forty points more than the second place, which can be regarded as Canghai's smash.

After chatting a few words, Lu Jing began to talk and laugh with Cang Hai enthusiastically.

"Let's go, go to my house! Let's have a good drink today" Zheng Weibo pulled Canghai's arm, and he was about to pull people.

Canghai hurriedly said: "I haven't gone home yet, I just arrived in the town, I have time to drink again, I have to go to my third uncle's house now."

When Zheng Weibo heard this, he opened his mouth and asked, "Is your third uncle called Cang Shiyuan or Cang Shigui?"

"My third uncle's name is Cang Shiyuan, and Cang Shigui is my uncle!" Cang Hai said.

Zheng Weibo slapped his thigh: "That's simple, the two of them are separated from our house by seven or eight families, a few steps away, go, follow my car!"

Turning around, Zheng Weibo was about to walk towards the motorcycle, and at this time, the little doll in Lu Jing's arms opened her mouth: "Big (Dad's meaning) I want to take a big car!"

When Canghai heard this, he stretched out his hand and touched the little guy's little face, and said to Lu Jing: "Sister-in-law, you take your nephew to the car, and I'll just follow the motorcycle!"

Zheng Weibo waved at his mother-in-law politely, then stepped on the motorcycle and started to wait for Canghai.

Canghai sat back in the car and started the motorcycle that followed Zheng Weibo, and let Zheng Weibo take a few turns into two alleys, only to see Zheng Weibo stop the motorcycle.

Stretching out his hand and pointing to the red-lacquered iron gate, Zheng Weibo opened his mouth and said: "This is your third uncle's house, and next door is your uncle's house, it seems that there are people in the family now!"

Hearing Zheng Weibo say this, Lu Jing got out of the car with the child, but the little guy didn't take the car many times, and it didn't seem that he had been enjoying the road for such a while, and he wanted to stay in the car and couldn't get off, and was finally pulled off directly by Lu Jing.