Early the next morning, Dongmei and Wei Guo returned to their hometown with their luggage.

When the two got off the bus, smelling the smell of the soil of their hometown, smelling the fragrance of the surrounding Zangzi noodle restaurants, and listening to the familiar and cordial local sound, the two not only felt relaxed with their whole body, but also felt a feeling of returning to their roots.

Dongmei looked at the Zangzi noodle restaurant not far away, she drooled greedily, and said to Wei Guo:

"Let's go eat a bowl of whistle noodles first, and then take the village line back to the village, right?"

Dongmei said what Wei Guo thought in his heart, he nodded and said:

"It's exactly what I want, since I'm back, the first thing I want to do is definitely to eat a bowl of noodles from my hometown first......"

With that, the two walked towards the whistle noodle restaurant next to the station.

Baoji people are simple, kind and enthusiastic by nature......

When Dongmei and Weiguo walked into the noodle shop, the boss greeted them warmly and said:

"Township Party, what do you two eat, a mouthful of fragrant noodles, or a dry noodles?"

Looking at the enthusiastic boss and listening to the familiar local accent, Dongmei smiled and said:

"Of course, it's fragrant, and it's exciting to eat......"

After speaking, Dongmei suddenly looked at the boss in front of her, déjà vu.

And the boss also looked at Dongmei and was stunned for a long time.

Suddenly, Dongmei remembered.

She blinked, looked at the owner of the Zhenzi noodle restaurant in front of her, and said:

"Are you a pony from Yinjia Village?"

Hearing this, Xiao Ma also remembered, he looked at Dongmei excitedly, and said:

"You are Yin Zhengwu's eldest daughter Yin Dongmei?"

After speaking, the pony immediately smiled and said:

"Sister Dongmei, are you Sister Dongmei?"

Dongmei also stood up, looked the pony in front of her up and down, and said:

"Pony, didn't I remember that after you graduated from high school, you took your father's class and worked as a postman in the township?

Why now, open a restaurant?"

Hearing Dongmei in front of him, he also called himself a pony, he immediately smiled and said:

"Sister Dongmei, I'm in my 50s, you still call me a pony, I'm already an old horse......"

Dongmei looked at the old horse with a big belly and a wrinkled face in front of her, it was hard to imagine,

When I was young, when I was in correspondence with the country......

Whenever Wei Guo sent back a letter from Xinjiang Post, it was sent to him by the old horse now, that is, the pony at that time, riding a bicycle and carrying a mail bag.

Lao Ma explained while greeting the guys in the kitchen and making noodles for Dongmei and Weiguo, saying:

"I've been a postman for more than ten years,

In the end, the reform of the post office system, I was honorably laid off......

Since I was laid off, I have done a lot of business, setting up stalls, selling fruits, making snacks, and selling cold skins......

Until these years, I saved some money, so I opened a Zhenzi noodle restaurant near the station.

I didn't expect that not only did the business get better and better, but I was really happy to meet you here......"

After finishing speaking, Lao Ma looked at Wei Guo next to Dongmei and said with a smile:

"Sister Dongmei, the eldest brother next to you is Brother Wei Guo, right?

When I first picked up my father's class, I often sent you letters from Brother Wei Guo......

I remember that at that time, every time I sent a letter, you were wearing a really good shirt, old cloth pants, and floral cloth shoes, and then you came out to pick up the letter that Brother Wei Guo wrote to you......"

Listening to Lao Ma's words, Dongmei's thoughts couldn't help but go back to more than thirty years ago.

At that time, Dongmei was working and farming in the village.

Wei Guo, on the other hand, worked as an oil driller in Karamay, Xinjiang.

Because Dongmei and Wei Guo were destined to kiss the baby, the two fell in love.

However, in the early 80s, there were no mobile phones, no telephones, no Internet, and no instant messengers......

Therefore, Dongmei and Weiguo's love depends on writing letters to each other.

Due to the distance, two people can only communicate once a month, and about 12 letters a year.

However, even so, it did not stop Wei Guo and Dongmei's love story, and it did not prevent them from tying the knot and entering the palace of marriage.

At that time, the postman who delivered the letter to Dongmei was the owner of the restaurant in front of him.

The boss at that time was young and promising, and he was full of energy.

After graduating from high school, he took over his father's class and became a postman, wearing a postal uniform all day long, riding a 28 heavy bicycle, and delivering letters from villages to villages.

At that time, Dongmei was particularly envious of Lao Ma's profession.

She felt that compared to herself as a farmer, a postman like Lao Ma was the object of envy of the people around her.

Dongmei smiled, looked at the old horse and said:

"That's right, this is your brother Wei Guo, my husband,

At that time, the letters you sent me were all written to me by him......"

Hearing this, Lao Ma immediately gave Wei Guo a thumbs up and said:

"Brother Wei Guo, I don't envy you for anything, I envy you for chasing girls, that kind of perseverance and perseverance......

It's amazing to be able to write to my sister Dongmei every month, and write so thick as soon as she writes, and persist for several years in a row......"

Listening to Lao Ma's praise, Wei Guo smiled shyly and said:

"At that time, we worked in the drilling team, and there was not a single woman.

I don't want to chase you Sister Dongmei, where did you come from...... daughter-in-law"

As he spoke, Wei Guo glanced at Dongmei next to him, and then smiled from ear to ear.

The old horse was also amused, he looked at Wei Guo and said:

"Brother Wei Guo, at that time, I heard that you were digging oil in the Changqing Oilfield.

What about you now, do you do your own business, or do you work part-time?"

Lao Ma felt that in the wave of layoffs in the 90s, many workers in state-owned enterprises were laid off and lost their jobs.

Wei Guo, like himself, may have lost his job in that wave of layoffs.

So, he asked Wei Guo, what kind of business is he doing, or what kind of work is he doing?

Listening to the boss's words, Wei Guo said:

"I didn't off, I dug oil in the unit all my life, and I just retired two days ago......"

Hearing that Wei Guo had worked in Changqing Oilfield all his life, the boss said enviously:

"Your Changqing Oilfield, it's still good, at least let you oil workers serve a lifetime of jobs......"

Hearing this, Wei Guo also sighed and said:

"Yes, if it weren't for Changqing Oilfield, give me a job, let me support my family, provide for my two children to go to college, and buy a house in the provincial capital, I really don't know where to stay now......

At this time, the guy in the back kitchen, holding more than a dozen bowls of fragrant noodles, walked out and put them in front of Dongmei and Wei Guo.

Lao Ma saw that Dongmei and Weiguo had left their hometown for more than 30 years, and their eating habits had not changed, and they still loved to eat Zhenzi noodles so much.

He said:

"Sister Dongmei, Brother Wei Guo, over the years, there have been many retired old workers in the city, they have all returned to their roots, and they choose to spend the rest of their lives on the land where they were born and raised.

Are you, like them, ready to return to our hometown and spend the rest of your life after you retire?"

Hearing this, Dongmei was stunned.

Although, Dongmei and Weiguo have been away from their hometown for more than 30 years.

However, if you ask them about the land they love the most, it is still the small yard and brick house in the countryside of their hometown.

If you ask them about their favorite meal, it is still the familiar bowl of Qishan whistle noodles in their hometown......