The meal was quickly finished, and Zhang Xinghua also went back to the cadre school, because Cen Huanian only bought a ticket to return to the county tomorrow, and the father and son had to spend one night here tonight.

Back in the dining room, father and son sat down on the bed. Cen Xinrui took out the items he brought to his father from the satchel he carried: several copies of the newly issued Guangming Daily, a pair of light cloth shoes, and a small bag of kraft candy.

Looking at these objects, Cen Huanian felt very warm. They are inconspicuous, but they are all he needs and likes. He thought that he said that he knew his son better than his father, but in fact, who knew his father best could surpass his son?

Thinking about this, he suddenly remembered that he had also bought something for his son yesterday, so he picked it up in his bag next to his pillow.

"Dad, what are you looking for?" Cen Xinrui was a little curious.

"Here's this, to you. Cen Huanian took out a brand new razor and a box of razors, "I think your beard should be much better." ”

Cen Xinrui took over the razor and blade from his father. Looking at his father's chin and cheeks, which had already sprouted into thin piles, his heart warmed. He thought that although the gift was not worth much, it was heavy. Because in his father's heart, he has grown up, and he is no longer a young boy, let alone a childish child who plays and plays.

"Go out for a walk?" Seeing his son put away the razor, Cen Huanian asked for his opinion.

"Okay. Cen Xinrui readily agreed. Before this meeting, although he had also walked with his father, he could only follow because he was a head lower than his father. Therefore, the thought of being able to walk side by side with his father at this moment gave rise to a small sense of excitement.

Father and son walked out of the guest house and onto the road through the town. There are no vehicles on the road, only pedestrians in twos and threes. Due to the dense branches and foliage of the camphor trees on the side of the road, the sunlight shines through them, and the faces of the father and son are obliquely projected, reflecting the light spots of the Dao.

The two walked silently. Just as they walked out of the distance and returned along the same road, Cen Xinrui suddenly spoke:

"Dad, there is something I haven't had a chance to tell you before, but I've always kept it in my heart. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Didn't I write you a letter the year before last? Later, I heard from my mother that because of this letter, Yang Qionghua and the others found trouble with you again!"

"Oh, that's the thing. Cen Huanian thought for a while and remembered. He remembered that because Xinrui wrote in the letter that he wanted to "adhere to the truth when correcting mistakes", after the letter was searched and read by Yang Qionghua and Qiu Bingjun, Leng said that this was the evidence of the crime of working against the Cultural Revolution and resisting to the end, and he was entangled for half a month.

"It's none of your business, though. He comforted his son, "If you don't write a word, they will still want to trouble you." After a pause, he said: "When I used to study, I knew that there was such a thing as 'unwarranted', but now I really realize how painful those who have been framed are, and they can't swallow that injustice!"

Listening to his father's words, Cen Xinrui's heart churned again. This is constantly for those who have been falsely accused, but also for themselves. He thought that even if he still lived in the countryside, he would still be happy, not only because he had not been wronged by his father, but also because even if he would have been wronged, he would have a place to confide in and seek relief, and this was his parents. It is with them that at any time, you can be cared for and sheltered, so that your soul can be comforted.

It's just that he didn't know that behind the understatement, his father actually hid a lot, including being tied up and beaten by Qiu Bingjun, Yang Qionghua, etc., and the staff of Wuqi Cadre School, on the grounds that there were many words in his diary that were "extremely dissatisfied with reality" and "venting hatred". As for the current liberation, although it is a blessing, it is far from as good as outsiders think. According to well-informed sources, most of those who have entered the May Seven Cadre School will be listed as supernumerary personnel. In other words, although he still has to teach in the future, his life will not be very good, and he may be removed from the list for one reason or another.

"Xinrui, like you, there is a sentence I have always wanted to say to you but did not say. Looking at his son staring at the small town in the distance, Cen Huanian said.

"You say, I'll listen. Cen Xinrui turned his face back and said respectfully.

"Actually, if you want to say sorry, it's Dad who is sorry for you. Cen Huanian said in a deep voice, "If it wasn't for Dad's problem, you would have returned to the city a long time ago." Even if you don't go to college, you can always be a worker. ”

"Dad, how can I blame you for this?" Hearing Cen Huanian say this, Cen Xinrui couldn't agree. He felt that his father was too kind and too pitiful, and he had suffered so many sins, but he could not think of himself, but of his children. Thinking of this, his heart was sour, and tears were about to come out, "Without this movement, there is nothing." You won't be reorganized, and I won't still be in the country. After a pause, he said: "Take 10,000 steps back, if you have any problems, you will always be my father, like my mother, who is the person I should be most grateful for." You and Mom gave me life. Without you, there would be no me. I can't repay you for your kindness in whatever I do in my life. At all times, I recognize you and honor you. I won't blame you for not being able to recruit a job and go to school. If that's the case, am I still human?"

Listening to Cen Xinrui's words, Cen Huanian really couldn't calm down. Although he expected his son's reaction when he heard his words, he was still shocked when he actually said it, and he felt more excited and happy than ever. It's just that after all, he has passed the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, so although his heart is fluctuating, he still hasn't shown it on the surface. He just turned his head and looked at Cen Xinrui affectionately, until the young man calmed down a bit, and Fang said: "Xinrui, you can think like this, Dad is very pleased, but Dad still has to thank you." ”

Hearing Cen Huanian say this, Cen Xinrui was a little excited again, and it took a while to calm down a little.

"Let's go back to the guest house. Cen Huanian said.

Cen Xinrui didn't say anything, and followed his father to take a step. Just when he accidentally saw the drainage and irrigation channels in the fields by the roadside, he suddenly thought of one thing-

"In fact, it is not impossible to do things in rural areas, but the effect is not satisfactory due to the restrictions of identity. ”

Hearing him say this, Cen Huanian turned his head to look at him.

Cen Xinrui knew what his father meant. He told him that the water used in the fields of his production brigade depended entirely on the pumping station to draw water from the outer river, but because the terrain of the pumping station was very low, the pumping machine often pumped for most of the day during the water season, and the water still could not reach the remote production team, which made the members of these teams have great opinions.

"How can this be?" Cen Huanian had difficulty understanding.

"The location of the pumping station was single-handedly arranged by the secretary of the brigade at that time, and he chose his own production team. ”

"It's too much. Ren is easy not to deny the character, Cen Huanian can't help it.

"Later, the secretary of the brigade was replaced, and it was our production team, and he wanted to change this situation, but considering that the cost of building another project was too great, it was difficult to decide. When I was talking about this, I gave him an idea: not to relocate the pumping station, but to raise the bottom of the canal at the head of the irrigation canal and some distance below. Later, I went to the district and asked the engineering personnel of the repair and defense committee to measure, and it worked. ”

"Really?" Hearing his son say this, Cen Huanian was very happy. This is not only so that he can make use of what he has learned, but also to have a heart to serve the society.

Seeing his father's overflowing smile after listening to what he said, Cen Xinrui was also very happy.

Back at the guest house, after another period of gossip, the father and son went to the restaurant for dinner. After washing your feet and reading the newspaper for a while, it's time to go to bed.

"Just one bed, and you'll be one night, and we'll each be squeezed together. Looking at Cen Xinrui's tall figure, Cen Huanian felt a little wronged by his son.

"It's nothing, when we went up to the embankment to carry soil a few years ago, the big guys slept like this, and they still lay on the floor. Cen Xinrui said with a smile. He felt that he was such a big person, and it was a blessing to be able to sleep with his father.

"I'll ask you something. Seeing Cen Xinrui sitting on the bed and taking off his clothes and pants, Cen Huanian said.

"Say it. Cen Xinrui stopped the movement in his hand.

"You're twenty-four and twenty-five this year, have you considered personal issues? ”

"Nope. Cen Xinrui replied very simply.

"Why?"

"There are no conditions. ”

"No girls are courting you?"

"It's not. ”

"Then why?"

"The Huns have not been destroyed, why should they be at home?" Cen Xinrui joked. But seeing his father looking at him seriously, he said with a smile: "I don't have a formal job, how can I talk about love and start a family?" Seeing that my father's face gradually became heavy after hearing this, he comforted him again: "Dad, don't worry, I will have a wife, because I don't believe that I don't have a formal job in my life, and I will stay in the countryside forever." Like you, wasn't this life cursed by Yang Qionghua's gang before, but now what, isn't it still liberated?"

Also, hearing his son say this, Cen Huanian felt that it made sense, and his heart gradually relaxed.

"Sleep, tomorrow's car will be early. He took off his shirt.

"Okay. After all, Cen Xinrui is a young man, and his movements are quick, and he unloaded it in three or two clicks and got into the bed.

As Cen Hua Nian pulled out the light switch. The room was suddenly shrouded in darkness.

Witnessing the scene in front of him, suddenly, a long-disappeared image appeared in Cen Xinrui's mind: where did he seem to have experienced such a scene - oh, by the way, it was at Uncle Shangguan's house, that time it was his mother who took him to middle school, and it was the same way, he slept at his mother's feet, listening to her "snap" and pull out the lights.

Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, it has been more than ten years since he was in the last middle school, from a junior high school student to a private middle school teacher, able to support himself, and no longer need his parents to support him, but can this be regarded as his own independence? Listening to his father's slight snort, Cen Xinrui asked himself secretly in his heart.

His father's question just now may be a general concern, but he didn't know that it had deeply touched him. As the saying goes, which daughter is not pregnant with spring, which man is not in love, it is impossible to say that he has no thoughts about the opposite sex, especially in the face of girls who are interested in him, sometimes I really think about this problem.

Like Zou Ying from Balinghu Middle School, she often runs to his dormitory recently, and sits for a long time when she comes, which seems to be very close to him, which makes many teachers make fun of him. I remember that when she first arrived, rumors spread in the school that she had a love triangle with a student counselor and another classmate from a high-ranking family when she was a student at Wuhan University, which caused a storm in the city, and when she graduated, she was assigned to Baling Lake, a place where birds never stopped. Some said it even more evilly, saying that she was pregnant before marriage and bleed profusely when she shaved her hair. When I first came here, my face was pale and miserable, and I looked like I was injured and had not recovered.

Outside, in the distance, a few dogs barked.

Hearing the scream, Cen Xinrui's thoughts were interrupted. When he returned to the real world, he suddenly felt that he was very funny: how did he think of Zou Ying, what does she have to do with him? No matter what her previous experience was, she is not the other half of his mind.

Despite her good looks, being beautiful is not the main criterion for choosing a lover herself. From this, he thought of Teacher He Fangfei. After such a period of interaction with Mr. He, especially feeling her concern for him, he felt that the old lady's vision of knowing people and discussing the world was unique. Although she didn't say anything about Zou Ying, she reminded him intentionally or unintentionally that he should be careful when dealing with the opposite sex around him, and not easily take the love threads thrown by them, especially when he didn't understand them clearly.

Don't want to, go to sleep, listening to the slight snoring sound made by his father, Cen Xinrui said to himself, so he adjusted his head in a direction. I don't know if it was because he was new to a new place, or if he was happy to be able to spend time with his father after a few years, he couldn't sleep for a long time until he fell asleep in the middle of the night.