The way home was so painful, Mo Feng was also drunk, wanted to listen to the song with headphones, and found that the mobile phone did not have this function, so Mo Feng rubbed the gap in his heart under the combination of noise and irritability, waiting for the moment when the train stopped.

Mo Feng felt that the darkness was gone, his spring had arrived, he took a deep look at the fat girl who continued to eat, and quickly got off the train, and now he had a feeling in his heart that he would never think of hearing the sound of eating instant noodles in the future, and that kind of torture was the pain of rubbing his body with a cracked blade.

Coming to Shijiazhuang Railway Station, there are more people who pick up the station than people leaving the station, Mo Feng did not stay, he needs to find a car quickly, hurry home, otherwise it will be dark if he is delayed.

Carrying a guitar and carrying a bag of clothes, walking on the road, listening to the shouts of various voices.

"Shijiazhuang to Shangzhai Township, come and take the car, it's almost full."

"Shijiazhuang to Wujiayao Township, I'm about to drive, is there a ride?"

"Wu Jiayao, I'm from Wu Jiayao, wait." Mo Feng heard the shout of the black car driver, and hurriedly waved his hand and shouted loudly.

"Little youth, hurry up." The black car driver said in a local language, and also waved his hand to Mo Feng and shouted.

Mo Feng had a special feeling when he heard this long-lost dialect, maybe it was because he had been away from home for too long, or maybe he was numb to the life of three points and one line, and when he heard such down-to-earth words, he couldn't help but smile.

Soon Mo Feng came to a black Santana's car, and also stood in front of the black car driver, Mo Feng looked at the black car driver's dark face, completely like a peasant's child, with a simple face, his body was more fierce than Mo Feng, Mo Feng opened his mouth and asked: "Big brother, how much money does it cost to go to Wujiayao?"

"Three hundred." The black car driver replied seriously.

"What? Three hundred? So expensive? I remember three years ago it was more than a hundred, and now it's so expensive? Won't pit me, will you? Mo Feng said in disbelief, and his impression of the black car driver was not very good in an instant.

"The three people who have already got in the car are all three hundred, how can I cheat you, don't you believe and ask them." The driver of the black car was not only not angry, but said with a smile on his face.

"That's right, little brother, the price has risen in recent years, three hundred is already cheap, and some black cars cost more than three hundred, get in the car quickly, otherwise you won't be able to go back before night."

A big man with a stubble on his face sitting in the co-pilot also said to Mo Feng in dialect.

Mo Feng heard the man's words, looked at the black car driver, and didn't say anything, he opened the car door straight and sat in the back row, Mo Feng found that there was a middle-aged woman sitting in the back row, a young and beautiful girl.

Mo Feng, who held the guitar in his arms, glanced at the beautiful girl sitting next to him with his spare eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Wujiayao also has such a beautiful beauty, and they have changed together after being away from their hometown for a long time.

Mo Feng didn't pick up a conversation, he was annoyed all the way on the train, and he didn't have the slightest mood to say other useless words, and when the car started, Mo Feng had already closed his eyes and was ready to rest.

Gradually, Mo Feng sniffed the light perfume smell emitted by the beautiful beauty, and fell asleep, Menglan arrived at a familiar scene, a stout tree, without a leaf, and the tree seemed to be covered with a thin veil, and he stood not far away and looked at the big tree, the long-haired beauty under the big tree was gone, as if she had left far away.

But just as Mo Feng continued to search, the car that was suddenly moving fast stopped, and it was an emergency brake, and Mo Feng, who was asleep, directly hit the front seat and woke up.

And I heard the exclamations of the crowd, the most obvious being the gentle exclamation of a finch bell.

Mo Feng covered his head, straightened up and opened his eyes, looked ahead, and found that the car had stopped, and immediately asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?" Why did you brake suddenly? ”

"It's not the brakes, the car should be broken." The black car driver sitting in the driver's seat said helplessly.

As he spoke, he quickly opened the car door, ready to see what was going on.

"I rub, you can't be so unlucky, right?" Mo Feng looked at the sky outside the car window and it had darkened, according to this situation, he couldn't go back before the night.

"It's useless for you to complain now, just fix the car as soon as possible." The stubble man sitting in the passenger seat reminded.

At this time, the other two women were frightened, still full of shocked looks, Mo Feng couldn't help but look at the beautiful woman sitting beside him, who had already attached himself to him, patted the beautiful woman's shoulder, and said lightly: "It's just that the car broke down, and it's not the driver who hacked you, look at what scared you."

"Fuck off, rascal."

When the beautiful woman heard Mo Feng's words, she immediately opened her eyes and scolded Mo Feng angrily.

"I'll rub, I'll comfort you, you still scold me, okay, I'm a hooligan, I'll get off." Mo Feng said a little speechlessly, and then angrily opened the car door and walked to the evening that had been shrouded in night.

Mo Feng felt the blowing of the autumn wind belonging to Hebei, and couldn't help but feel a little cool, and came to the front of the Santana car with the guitar, and the black car driver at this time had already lifted the front cover, and the front cover was already smoking.

"Big brother driver, this car has been around for years, right?" Mo Feng asked.

"Yes, I've been driving for almost ten years, and the car doesn't work, it often breaks, hey, I'm sorry for you guys, I've delayed your time."

The driver of the black car said apologetically, fiddling with the front cover full of instruments as he spoke.

Mo Feng also doesn't know how to repair a car, after all, he didn't learn this, and his own cars are all non-motorized, so he can't repair them at all, and he can only watch.

But as if the car was difficult to repair this time, half an hour had passed, and it had not been repaired, and the palm of the black car driver had been dyed with a layer of black, and everyone else at this time had also gotten out of the car, obviously a little impatient.

Mo Feng, on the contrary, waited more and more and became less anxious, so he walked on the side of the road, fortunately he began to pretend to be pressing, although it is not pure milk that can't pretend to be Trensu, but it is still possible to pretend to be mineral water.

I sat on the stone on the side of the road in the countryside, feeling the evening breeze and the richness of my hometown, and began to play the guitar in my hand.

I don't care about other people's eyes, I just want to properly express the feeling of returning to my hometown, and the unspeakable sorrow.

Hearing that Mo Feng suddenly played the guitar, everyone couldn't help but move their eyes to Mo Feng, Mo Feng, who was unpretentious.

A stubble man smoking a cigarette, a middle-aged woman eating flatbread, and a beautiful woman who is a little eager, the beautiful woman with black contact lens eyes melted into the night, wearing a more fashionable and tight coat, standing not far away and quietly watching Mo Feng who was playing Mo Feng who had closed his eyes