The man said, "When you go to Xinye, whether you are walking or taking a car, you must first go to Xiangfan." The road here is off, and you can't go to Xinye. "But, we're here from Shinno." My father said.

When the man heard this, he said, "I have gone backsliding." He thought for a moment and said, "I guess you probably got on the wrong bus." Mistaking the bus for a bus to Shinno. ”

"What is a bus?" My mother asked. "A bus is a bus that runs exclusively in a city and its surrounding areas. Xiangfan is eighteen miles away from here. You must be on the wrong bus. ”

My father explained to him: "The two of us were walking around in Xiangfan, and we saw a lot of cars at a station, and we didn't know what kind of car it was, and we didn't know which car was going to Xinye, so we got on a car and came here. ”

"Didn't you take the fare?" "No, I don't. We just don't have any money on us so we want to 'mess around'. ”

"Then the driver and the conductor didn't ask you either?" "Nope." When the man heard this, he couldn't help but wonder: "I can only say that you two are lucky." ”

"What's good? If we hadn't taken this car, we would have been closer to Xinye, and sitting here, we would have been getting farther and farther away. My father said.

"Then you can find that car and sit back." "I'm afraid not," said my father, "the driver and the conductor know us." "Then you'll have to walk back."

My father said, "That's all there is to it." "But which way should we go back?" The man pointed with his hand and said, "If you want to go to Xiangfan from here, you can first cross the Xiangjiang Bridge, there is a big road on the other side of the bridge, and there are poplar trees on both sides of the road, and you can go to Xiangfan from that big road to the east." ”

As he spoke, he looked at my father again, and while pointing his finger to the poplar tree not far away, he asked my father, "Do you see that?" Are there two rows of poplar trees in my finger? ”

My father looked in the direction of his finger and saw two rows of poplar trees, so he nodded.

When the man saw my father nod, he continued, "Just go east from there, don't turn around, remember." My father muttered: "One big road, two dogs, ditch, one gas to Xinyang Prefecture." ”

When the man heard this, he said, "Yes, that's it." (The two limericks my father said were from a book he said called "Song Shijie's Complaint.") ）

My parents followed the man's instructions and went to the Xiangjiang Bridge. When I got to the bridge and looked at the rolling waters of the Xiangjiang River, my mother couldn't help but cry again. Because she was hungry all the way, she looked around and inquired, but there was no news from me.

She always thought I was dead, so she tried to jump over the railing of the bridge while her father was not looking. Seeing this, her father hurriedly threw down his luggage and hugged her desperately. My parents hugged each other and cried.

After calming down, my father said to my mother: "As the saying goes, 'life is to see people, death is to see corpses', you have not yet determined whether our baby is dead or alive, so go to find a short view." You're going to die, if our baby doesn't die, won't it die in vain?

Also, your mother's family has a ten-year-old lady, so can you bear to leave her alone? Then, after my father spoke softly and gently to persuade me, my mother stopped slightly.

The two of them returned to normalcy and walked on the main road towards Xiangfan.

By the time I arrived in Xiangfan, it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon. In the late spring weather, the sun has warmed up a little, and the sun is hot. When my father saw the rows of buildings, he probably had arrived in Xiangfan, so he sat down on the side of a road.

As soon as I settled down, I saw a car parked not far away, and there were a few people who seemed to be a family behind the car. I saw an old man with a long white beard and a large knife used for singing in his hand. There is also a husband and wife, both dressed in singing clothes and tight-fitting clothes.

There were two children about ten years old, a man and a woman, who were also dressed in singing clothes.

My mother sat there for a while, thinking that there would be no money to go back to Shinno, and then she started crying again.

But he said that the white-bearded old man was practicing playing with a big knife on the shoulder of the road, when he suddenly heard the sound of someone crying, so he stopped.

When he knew it was my mother crying, he walked over to her. The old man asked about my parents and beckoned to his son, the middle-aged man. The man walked over.

The old man said to him, "These two are our fellow countrymen. They want to go back to Xinye, but they have no money, so you can help them find a way. When the man heard this, he said yes and walked briskly to the right side of the road.

After less than half an hour, I came back to my parents out of breath and said, "I inquired for a long time, and finally found a man who drove a truck, he is also our fellow countryman, he said that he is just going back to Xinye now, and he is willing to take you." Come with me. ”

After that, the man helped my parents with their luggage, found the driver, and put them on the truck.

When I arrived in Xinye County, it was already about three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and my parents' stomachs began to be hungry again. Because they haven't eaten for a day. But either way, we have to go home.

My parents followed the road to my house and planned to walk home. However, they were desperate to find something to cushion their stomachs.

As she walked, my mother saw a large pile of rotten apples on the side of the road, so she subconsciously walked to the pile of apples.

This novel is from the Book King