Lin Zhiwei pointed to a color TV in the living room, and said with emotion: "Xiaoguang, I remember, when I was in elementary school, the TV at home was still black and white, and I could only barely receive three or two channels. Xiaoguang, I didn't mean anything else when I pulled you here today, I just wanted to catch up with you, you are now a big celebrity in the village, your father told me that you bought a house in the magic capital, and there will definitely be no fewer people who want to talk to you in the future, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for the two of us to have the opportunity to chat face-to-face like now. ”

"Zhiwei, don't say that, I'm not a big star, buying a house in the magic capital is mainly for convenience, you know, this is going out, there must be a place to live, I came back this time, not to say goodbye to you, I will go with you to worship my ancestors in a few days, anyway, I won't let you stay at home so passively." ”

Lin Zhiwei said worriedly: "Xiaoguang, you don't need to comfort me, I'm afraid I won't believe what you say, in the outside world, I am a mountain and wild villager, and I have never seen the world at all, besides, rich and poor people can't talk together." ”

"What is this called? I haven't seen you for two years, why have you become so negative, what is rich and not rich, not to mention the relationship between the two of us, it is also a classmate, you talk like this, it really makes me very unhappy. ”

Lin Zhiwei said with relief: "Xiaoguang, I hope you won't forget what you said today, don't talk about this, okay?" We grew up together, there are fewer times to meet and quarrel when we meet, and there are fewer opportunities to meet in the future, so I won't bother you this time." ”

Both men fell into a strange silence at the same time, both seemingly trying to find a new topic.

Lin Zhiwei took the lead in breaking the silence and asked Lin Xiaoguang: "Xiaoguang, do you remember a text we studied when we used to study?"

Lin Xiaoguang was confused: "What text?"

"It's the one written by Mr. Lu Xun, what's it called?"

Lin Xiaoguang said without thinking: "Kong Yiji?"

Lin Zhiwei shook his head: "No, it's not Kong Yiji, have you forgotten the golden full moon, the turquoise watermelon field, the steel fork, and the young man with a silver ring on his neck?"

After listening to Lin Zhiwei's vivid and detailed description, Lin Xiaoguang came to his senses: "You mean the article "Juvenile Leap Earth", right?"

Lin Zhiwei grabbed him excitedly: "Yes, that's right, I finally remembered, I'm talking about this article." ”

Lin Xiaoguang looked at him puzzled: "Is there anything wrong with this article?"

"No problem, it's just that I didn't understand the essence of this article before, but the feeling has been very deep in the past two years, and I think my current situation is a bit like that...... That one...... Who's going to ......" Lin Zhiwei scratched his head while thinking, and suddenly seemed to stutter, unable to say what he wanted to say.

"Ru, like that?" Lin Xiaoguang quipped.

Lin Zhiwei scolded with a smile: "your Lin Xiaoguang! Why is your mouth so damaged, you actually scolded me for being like Ru, I was talking about leap soil, I really think that I am like leap soil when I grow up, and you are like Mr. Lu Xun when I grow up." ”

Lin Xiaoguang smiled and couldn't help but joke: "Why didn't I see you so knowledgeable and good at learning when I was studying in school before, but now when I go home to grow tea, I start to chew on words, and you still discuss literature with me at night?"

Lin Zhiwei put away his smile and said seriously: "Don't laugh at me, I tell you this article, I just don't want that one day, you and I will become as unfamiliar as Lu Xun and Lu Xun when we grow up, Xiaoguang...... I'll leave you here first, I, Lin Zhiwei, don't want your money, and I don't touch your name, I just cherish you, a good brother who grew up together. ”

Lin Xiaoguang nodded and sighed: "Zhiwei, you think too much, I understand what you mean, but I haven't really changed much, don't think too much of me, I don't have much money, and I'm not famous in the circle, at most I'm a fourth- or fifth-tier actor, and I'm not doing well or bad." ”

Lin Zhiwei shook his head and smiled bitterly, paused, and said bluntly: "It's useless for you to tell me this, the people in the village don't think so." ”

Lin Xiaoguang was confused when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"I'll tell you the truth, our Nanxi Village plans to pave a cement road next year, and we have been discussing the matter of letting the villagers donate money recently. ”

Thinking of the hardships of walking on the wet and narrow path when he came back just now, Lin Xiaoguang said with emotion: "This is a good thing!"

"I didn't say that paving a cement road is not a good thing, you just wait at home, in a few days, some bosses in our village will probably go to your house to ask you to donate money to repair the road. ”

Lin Xiaoguang said as a matter of course: "Isn't this a natural thing? It's okay to donate, isn't it the duty of every one of us to contribute our own strength to our hometown?"

"That's true, but do you know how much they plan to ask you to donate?"

"Isn't the donation all voluntary?" Lin Xiaoguang was a little depressed.

"How can you, you have a chance now, the people in the village think that you have the ability to donate more than ordinary people, and they plan to let you donate this amount now!" Lin Zhiwei said, stretching out five fingers.

"Five thousand?"

"Five thousand, beautiful you! It's 50,000 yuan!" Lin Zhiwei said unevenly.

Lin Xiaoguang couldn't help but burst out a swear word: "50,000 yuan! It's really fake, why do I have to donate so much money! Dare they think that my money fell from the sky?"

"Didn't it just fall from the sky?"

In other words, there are sixty or seventy families in Nanxi Village, and those who have no money still live in old houses for decades, and those who have money have built western-style buildings.

After entering the new century, with the rapid development of the domestic economy, in just two years, the number of wealthy families in the village who went out to do business gradually increased, and there were more and more western-style houses, and many people even drove private cars at home.

The New Year is approaching, and Nanxi Village, which is unusually quiet on weekdays, is gradually becoming warmer.

Obviously, Lin Xiaoguang, who has not returned for two years, has become the most eye-catching focus of the entire Nanxi Village.

"Big star, sign me, how about a group photo?"

"Xiaoguang, when do you have a new drama on the air, remember to inform your aunt, your uncle and I are your loyal fans, and we often watch your TV series!"

"Xiaoguang, I heard that you bought a house in the magic capital, congratulations, I have time to go to the magic capital to play with you, don't wait to see you. ”

is different from the sneering and ridicule before becoming famous, although there are still people in the village who will speak coldly to Lin Xiaoguang, but in general, Lin Xiaoguang has become a role model of "the prodigal son turning back" in the village.