873 Difference Between Six Years and Eight Years

An Zeyu's hometown is in a small village in Qin Province, a very old village. 『』【dashubao read the novel and update it quickly without pop-ups】

It is said that when their ancestors were there, the world still belonged to the upper Hu regime, and in a few hundred years, it has grown from two or three families at the beginning to a village of nearly 1,000 people now.

The team to find people was quickly formed, anyway, they were all their own people, even if it was on the way for the New Year, it was not a big deal, even Su Qing was forcibly called back by Wu Liang, and the company's affairs were directly handed over to the old man of Jinhongge.

Wu Liang, An Zeyu, Su Qing, Yuan Mei, Xiao Nan, Dong Shaoyuan, Little Senior Sister Ling Yue, and Suo Puda, a group of eight people, left Longyuan Villa and got up to go to Qin Province.

This process is almost negligible, Jiudu Longyuan Hotel, has already prepared three high-end off-road vehicles, and now there is no problem walking in this weather.

Even so, in the village where he went to An Zeyu's hometown, Wu Liang was still put to a great test, all of them were dirt roads, not to mention potholes, and there were many places where there was thick ice.

An Zeyu and Sopoda, who were walking in front, had to choose to constantly break the ice, but fortunately, with Sopoda here, this work became easier.

Wu Liang, who followed closely, in addition to pulling people in the car, there were many gifts, after all, An Ze Yu returned to his hometown, and it is estimated that there are still many relatives and old friends in the village, so it is natural to give some gifts, good cigarettes and good wine are inevitable.

After a short journey of dozens of kilometers and more than two hours, I finally saw the village in front of me, a stone with three words written on it, Anjia Village, which has already been weathered a lot, and it looks like it is a little old.

The roar of the car alarmed the villagers who were basking in the sun, and looking at the three cars, there were young people working in the city, who could recognize one of the best off-road vehicles in the world, the Hummer.

Naturally, I also know that this kind of Humvee is definitely worth a lot of money, and people who can afford to drive it are definitely not simple characters, and I really don't want to have any relatives of big people in my own village.

Fortunately, there is a large field in front of the village, otherwise there is not even a place to park, the vehicle slowly stopped, but no one came down, and the villagers were very strange.

Wu Liang can understand it, maybe it is because he is watching these people who he was once familiar with him gradually become stranger, and this is the kind of saying that he is afraid of this kind of thing, and he asks where the guest comes from with a smile.

Just as he was about to push the car door and go down, in the car in front of him, An Zeyu pushed the door and walked away, and Sopouda also walked down, it was difficult for him to understand this feeling.

smiled at everyone, looked at the old man in front of him, vaguely recognizable, and those familiar young people, all of whom were his childhood playmates.

Now he looks a little timid, maybe he sees that he is a little familiar, but he doesn't dare to come up and recognize him, there is nothing more cruel in the world than this.

"Second grandfather, I'm Xiao Ze" An Zeyu walked in front of a very old man and said loudly.

The old man's eyes were a little blurred, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, touching An Zeyu's face, and as the image in front of him gradually became clearer, his eyes became more and more blurred.

The dozens of people in the entire village let out a long breath, and instantly became relaxed.

"Xiao Ze, didn't you say that Xiao Ze didn't come back, you really are Xiao Ze" The old man's voice was a little vague, and he spoke it in a local dialect, Wu Liang couldn't understand half a word at all.

There was a little girl who went to school standing next to her, and she took the initiative to translate the meaning for him, and these children probably had no influence on An Zeyu.

Several middle-aged men who were squatting and smoking cigarettes stood up and looked at An Zeyu, with some vicissitudes of life on their faces and dead skin on their hands, proving that their lives were not easy.

Several old people pulled An Zeyu and said a few words, and said something about him after he left, which second grandfather is An Zeyu's grandfather's younger brother, and he is a rare relative in this village.

The other uncles and uncles had already gone away, and they came up to say hello at this time, and they were also very polite and reserved, and those men also came up to say hello, and they all seemed to know their own people.

Dong Shaoyuan and Wu Liang took out cigarettes from the car and dispersed them a little, this kind of high-grade cigarettes are still rare in the countryside, even if the days have passed, but smoking is only ten yuan, this kind of dozens of yuan, even if it is a New Year's holiday, they are reluctant to smoke.

A large number of things were moved down and distributed to An Zeyu's close friends and relatives, and he originally planned to leave at night, but unfortunately he couldn't leave it to see the current situation.

Fortunately, the situation in the village has also changed now, and the house is very tidy, and two houses have been cleaned up for Su Qing and them, and they have also used the new quilt when they married their daughter-in-law.

There is nothing to entertain in the countryside, playing mahjong and poker, or watching TV, Su Qing played with everyone for a while, and everyone else was not interested, so they all went to watch TV.

Here, An Zeyu took out the good wine he brought, fried some food with his brothers, and began to chatter, Wu Liang and Dong Shaoyuan also sat next to them and listened, and ate something by the way.

Naturally, I can't help but say that Jiang Yuyan is the girl that An Zeyu never forgets, and several other men also have a look of what I know, and tell An Zeyu what they know.

After finishing high school, Jiang Yuyan was admitted to the university in Beijing, which is a famous university, Beijing Normal University, and there is only such a good university in the entire county.

In the first few years, I often came back, and after graduation, I was admitted to graduate school and found a job, I still came back often, and I also asked An Zeyu if he had come back.

Later, when her father died, she took her mother away and often came back to visit the grave, but it became less and less.

The last time I came back was eight years ago, the man at the head said with some emotion, and poured himself a big glass of wine, who would have thought that now An Zeyu found it again, originally people thought that something was wrong with An Zeyu, or they simply didn't remember Jiang Yuyan, but now it seems that it is a creation that makes people.

"It was six years ago" The teenage girl who was talking to Wu Liang next to her suddenly spoke.

"You don't have Alzheimer's, you can't even remember this," the man glared back at her.

"No, that time Aunt Swift came back, she didn't enter the village, she happened to see me at the head of the village, so she asked me a few words, and then left, and asked me not to sue you" The little girl usually doesn't dare to resist her father, but now she can't help but mutter a few words while she is brave.

"Brother, look at me, such a big person, and a child, there is no difference between six years and eight years" The man smiled wryly, raised his glass and drank it to himself.

Wu Liang looked at An Zeyu, Liang Shan didn't look expressionless, but it was estimated that his psychological side was extremely distressed, and he couldn't help but drink a cup by himself, and his throat hurt hotly.