The summer of Jiangyun is still as high as a furnace, the Yangtze River and the Jialing River are like huge steamers, the sultry heat "boils" the humid air, and the "sauna day" in midsummer has become a major feature of the city.

A fashionably dressed and fashionably dressed girl hurriedly walked out of Jiangyun Airport. She flagged down a taxi, and the destination was Jiangyun long-distance bus station. It was already noon, and if she was lucky, she could catch the shuttle to Jiacang.

The girl took out a mirror from her purse, and on the mirror was a beautiful face—slender eyebrows delicately groomed, delicate skin ruddy and shiny, lips a thin layer of vermilion, and small eyes that looked at herself completely different from five years ago. With her right hand, she brushed through her permed hair, the curly yellow hair that was somewhat out of place in the city.

Three years of studying abroad has turned a "tomboy" into a "little foreign girl". I don't know if she hasn't had the jet lag yet, or if she is full of anticipation for the road ahead, and the forty or fifty hours of air bumps have not made her feel tired. The city, where she has lived for more than ten years, has become so intimate at this moment, although she has not seen her for four years, she can still cherish the name of every street and every monument. The tall buildings passing on both sides embellish this mountain city with the charm of the city; But not far away Longhu Mountain, and the faintly broken tile houses on the mountain, tell her that Jiang Yun, who is polarized and strict, and millions of people are struggling on the poverty line.

“Thisisthetip！” After Xiang Yu finished saying a word of English, he remembered that this was Jiang Yun, who was not popular in Mandarin, and was immediately amused by himself. The taxi driver stared at this foreign-looking "foreigner", holding the ten yuan handed by Xiang Yu in his hand, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Excuse me, it's yours...... Tip ......" Xiang Yu finally found a proper Chinese to explain, then waved his hand and rushed to the ticket window.

Yes, this is my dear Jiang Yun. I have to do my best to change my thinking, pick up the dialect of my childhood, the yellow-skinned and black-eyed native people, you make me feel more dear at this moment. Oh, no, this terrible outfit, and this damn curly hair, if he gets to Yangjiawan, dear Fu Shun will definitely think that he has met aliens.

"Until then?" The conductor looked at her and asked aloud in a "kind" dialect.

"Yangjiawan...... Oh no...... Jiacang County! Xiang Yu handed in two "Great Unity". These renminbi were given to her by Ma Ziang when she went abroad that year.

"Fourteen! The car is half past one, and you will get on the bus immediately! A ticket was thrown out of the window, and Xiang Yu looked at his watch, it was already 1:28 o'clock. She grabbed the piece of paper and rushed to the entrance. The heavy suitcase also galloped with its owner.

Because it's a long-distance bus, as long as you buy a ticket, you don't have to worry about not having a seat. The ticket is written in a ballpoint pen, and the No. 9 seat in the first row - this season, there are not many people on the "Leshan" brand bus bound for Jiacang.

Xiang Yu, who was in a hurry, put away her luggage and prepared to sit down. I found that my seat was occupied by someone else, but it didn't matter, because there were empty seats everywhere in the empty bus!

Xiang Yu found a place by the window and sat down. The tension just now suddenly relaxed, and it won't be long before she arrives at Yangjiawan, which is beautiful, tomorrow at the latest! This thin little girl had forgotten that she hadn't had a good meal for a few days, and dragged her tired body halfway around the world between 30 and 45 degrees north latitude, and she would continue to cross half of China. She was indeed too tired to take care of the hot weather, and fell asleep against the back of the chair......

Xiang Yu was woken up by a gurgling belly. When I opened my eyes, it was already dark. The bus was running on the narrow mountain road, and the passengers on the bus were asleep. She opened the window a little, and the howling night breeze brought a chill. She raised her wrist again, and it was 8:18 p.m. Not far away, there are already lights up, and in the depths of the mountain, there is my favorite person!

Spiritual food could not replace real food, and Xiang Yu got up and took the suitcase from the luggage rack - there were some biscuits in it.

Xiang Yu was just about to get up, and was attracted by a familiar face on the other side, and she almost called out in surprise: "Uncle Liu?!" ”

A man with a child in his arms looked at the babbling passenger with a puzzled face, and then made a "quiet" gesture, accompanied by a short boo. Although the girl's appearance was somewhat familiar, she could not name her.

"Uncle Liu Yonghan!" Xiang Yu whispered a little, the car suddenly made a sharp turn, and she was almost thrown down while standing, "I'm Li Xiangyu!" Xiang Yu sat down nearby and grabbed her unkempt curly hair with her hand. She felt that it must be this yellow hair that made acquaintances forget her appearance.

"Xiang Yu? You...... Aren't you in Hercy! How is it such a coincidence? Liu Yonghan woke up Gui Ying, who was already asleep, and threw the child in his wife's arms, "My wife, Yang Guiying...... This is Xiang Yu! ”

Gui Ying hugged the child who was still asleep, and the sleepiness just now was completely gone. The familiar name made her think a lot - this girl who used to hate was once so happy by Fushun's side, and let the infatuated boy go far away for her; Now that she has fallen out of such beauty and fashion, it makes Gui Ying, a trendy "young woman" in Jiangyun, feel a little "old-fashioned". After the usual comparison of women, Gui Ying looked for Fushun's shadow in the carriage, but she found nothing.

The same familiar name also surprised Xiang Yu. Sister Gui Ying, who Fushun asked people everywhere, suddenly became Uncle Liu's wife. So what are they going to do in Jiacang? Didn't Uncle Liu run a company in Jiangyun? It can also be seen from that outfit that Boss Liu has made a lot of money in recent years. shirts, trousers, leather shoes, and a pair of sunglasses pinned to the upper pocket of the shirt; Sister Gui Ying, or Aunt Gui Ying, is wearing a beautiful floral dress and a beautiful gold ring on the ring finger of her right hand.

"What about Fushun? He didn't say he was coming back, this doll, he hasn't communicated with us for a long time! Liu Yonghan asked excitedly.

"I'm going to Yangjiawan to find him! Is he okay? ”

"Yangjiawan? Isn't she waiting for you in Hercy? When did you come back from abroad? ”

"He's in Hercy? When to go to Hercyid? I ......" Xiang Yu panicked, eagerly waiting for this coincidental acquaintance to tell what had happened in the past three years. In Liu Yonghan's mouth, she knew that the amorous boy was already waiting for her return in the place where the sun was rising with full expectations...... But when she returned, she passed by him and ran in the other direction. But fortunately, as long as he is still in the same place, she is willing to turn back to him.

Liu Yonghan said that they were the third anniversary of Yangjiawan's burning for Fuli's grandmother. At the age of two, Fuley was still asleep in his mother's arms, unaware that the car had reached his other hometown. In addition, they have to go to see Fushun's sister Shufen, a kind girl who has suffered misfortune in a disaster......

Xiang Yu, who had just decided to return to Jiangyun and kill in Haixi the next day, changed her mind again, she wanted to go to Yangjiawan with Uncle Liu and them to see the magical land and the kind Yang family.

It was about ten o'clock in the evening when he arrived in Jiacang, and the arrogant Uncle Liu had to invite Xiang Yu, who had returned from abroad, to stay in the best hotel in Jiacang, and Xiang Yu did not postpone it - in fact, she was already shy.

Xiang Yu saw that although Liu Yonghan and Yang Guiying had a big age and cultural gap, they were still very affectionate. This is not a big fuss for Xiang Yu, who has lived abroad for a while. This yellow-skinned, small-eyed girl also has many suitors who speak English or French about the same age as her parents!

Xiang Yu tried to restore himself to a simple "tomboy" in the hotel. The next morning, except for the shoulder-length curls, I couldn't see any difference between this international student who had drunk foreign ink and Gui Ying. Of course, for her, it is not a problem how to call Yang Guiying - she simply calls her by her first name, which is the most cordial abroad!

Xiao Fuli is also a smart boy, the sweet little mouth doesn't recognize life at all, and after a while, he became acquainted with Sister Xiangyu, and he pestered his sister to buy toys on the street!

There is nothing special about the small county town on Jinshan. Several large chimneys on the hill were billowing with smoke, filling the already hot air with the smell of sulphur dioxide. It is said that this was the policy that the old chief had obtained from the central government, and nearly 5 million funds were opened up by the government's industry and agriculture, and the new industry was like the towering chimney. The backward impoverished counties are trying to change from agriculture and light industry to heavy industry, and they are shouting slogans just like they did more than 10 years ago -- to develop backward agricultural counties into advanced industrial counties!

"Sooner or later, they will pay for this qiē!" Xiang Yu looked at the factory not far from the county seat and sighed. Aside from the chimneys, the town didn't make a bad impression on her, it was cooler than Jiangyun, quieter than Hercy, and more laid-back than Montreal.

Gui Ying stood in front of the small hotel next to Jiacang Hotel for a long time. Already in night school, she could quickly recite those simple Chinese characters - the guest house in front of the station! Although the front of the guest house had been renovated, she still remembered the fat lady standing at the front desk, munching melon seeds—she might have been standing there for five years, right? There is also the room on the far right of the second floor, where there are bits and pieces of her shy youth!

The shuttle bus to Shiqiao is not as standardized as a long-distance bus, and when it is full, it is common to be overcrowded! With the development of the commodity economy in the rural areas, and at the same time, there have just been personnel changes in the compound of the county party committee, whether it is self-employed people who go to the county seat to buy goods, or the so-called "peasant entrepreneurs" and township and town leaders who go to the compound to meet them, those who can catch a bus along the way are crowded into small carriages.

Liu Yonghan suffered a loss last time he came, and this time he also learned to be shrewd, as soon as the car with the words "Shiqiao-Jiacang" stopped, he held the child and dragged Xiangyu's suitcase up to occupy three positions......