Thanks to the help of the chubby aunt, Yang Ke and I got the train tickets from Zhengzhou to Changsha within half an hour after the train arrived in Zhengzhou.

At the same time, there was also a net pocket of some green frozen apples, which was given to us by the chubby aunt.

Yang Ke and I chewed out the taste of a mother missing her son from the apple.

It was a faint sourness that filled every sensory organ.

We want to be able to get back to our doorstep in one step.

So after the train arrived at Changsha Station, Yang Ke's guy bared his teeth at me and then got into a taxi without looking back, that is, he could no longer wait for the long-distance bus after dawn.

And I was alone with a huge assault backpack on my back, looking at a large square in front of the train station in a daze.

More than a dozen taxis stopped in front of the station, some drivers sat in the car and pretended to sleep, while many more were gathered in two or three people to smoke and chat, and from the laughter that erupted from time to time among them, it could be heard that they were quite satisfied with the harvest of the previous night.

Essentially, a few nursery children with hotel billboards also wandered listlessly around the square.

During the day, the police were tight, so they had to rush out in the early hours of the morning, hoping to get one by one.

There is also the faint smell of oil smoke in the air, which is the smell of vehicle exhaust and soot from the breakfast stall, which can make people feel the difficult happiness of mortal life.

It's been two years and the city has barely changed much!

I'm home......

It's four o'clock in the morning, and I don't want the sound of my knock on the door to disturb my parents' good dreams.

I tightened my backpack on my shoulders and strode in the direction of home.

It's only a dozen miles away, which is nothing to me.

The sound of my boots walking on the concrete pavement gently beat the drum of my homecoming.

Walking into the compound, the old man guarding the door was obviously more sensitive to the shape of my bald head, especially the snow camouflage on my body was even more eye-catching.

Apparently, two years without the road in the yard. The old man no longer remembered the bastard who stuffed chili peppers into his hookah while he was playing chess.

After saying hello, I stood at the door of my house amid the old man's praise that I had grown taller and stronger.

But he did not dare to knock at the door.

When she left home, the old lady cried fiercely. For the first time in his life, my father stuffed a few bills into my luggage, and then said to me in a rare soft tone, "It's good to bring a few more money."

It's been two years, is my father and mother getting a lot older?

I stood at the door of the house for ten minutes, and it was not until I heard my father's cough when he got out of bed that I knocked softly on the door.

There was silence inside the door for a moment, apparently not thinking that anyone would visit at half past five in the morning.

Then, it was the voice of the old lady......

Is the son back?

The voice was full of questions and hopes......

There's a lot more I can't describe.

After all, it's a mother-son connection......

You don't even need to look at it, or even listen to the knock on the door, and the old lady knows that her son is coming home!

I shouted to the door to the old lady, my son is coming home.

My voice is shaking!

Where the door opened, my wife looked at me so fixedly.

Then he hugged me and cried, saying son, you are home. Why don't you know how to make a phone call? Son, are you home......

Daddy was standing in the living room, not seeming to be surprised by my return, still pouring water into the teacup and brewing the first cup of strong tea every morning.

And with a little blame, why did you say to the old lady crying? The next-door neighbors are still sleeping, why are you crying?

I hugged my mother and said don't cry, don't cry, I'm not back, look at me, everything is fine.

I went inside and closed the door, removing the rucksack from my shoulder.

Dad went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and the old lady took the tea that Daddy had just made and told me to drink saliva first.

I picked up the quilt cup and drank the tea.

Dad doesn't have too many hobbies in his life, he just likes to drink strong tea.

But today's cup of tea, Dad didn't put tea leaves......

Six poached eggs, plus a big bowl of leftovers from yesterday and pickles from my own home, stretched my belly round.

Then the old lady watched me pull out a cigarette from my pocket.

My family is kind of old-fashioned.

Patriarchy, that's the absolute first!

Even if I'm in my thirties now, I have to listen to what my father and mother say, and I absolutely can't argue with it.

Even if my father and mother say something wrong, then you have to listen first!

Then it is not allowed to play cards at home, let alone hold a cigarette in front of the elders.

Dad hated gambling so much that he didn't allow our family to touch things like mahjong poker.

Similarly, alcohol and tobacco are also prohibited.

At least don't smoke or drink in front of your elders at home!

Usually, during the Chinese New Year, my father can let my brother and I drink a few sips of beer and wine, and after three glasses, I will immediately put down the glass.

So my brother and I hurriedly put away the cups.

Today it's just a matter of getting used to it outside, and I've really forgotten the taboos at home......

I'll just look at Daddy's face.

Daddy looked at my mother, then at the cigarette in my hand, and then turned to the balcony to collect my clothes.

I pulled out a lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a puff.

I know, daddy and mom are admitting that I'm an adult.

Take a shower and change clothes, then fall asleep.

The train had been bumpy for so long, and I never seemed to have slept in the army, so I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

I don't know how long it took for me to feel that someone was talking to me and someone was sitting next to me.

I almost had an instinctive reaction, I almost jumped up, first rolled on the spot, and then grabbed the gun and shot it!

Thankfully, a tear dripping down my arm stopped me.

and the old lady's crying number......

Look at this scar on my son...... How did my son survive these two years?

This is a frayed wound, and I don't know if the debridement is clean?

My son has a scar constitution, and the scars left by this will affect my son's activities in the future......

Why is there such a thick cocoon on this shoulder...... What kind of heavy thing is this on the back of my son?

Look at this hand, it's all a crush injury...... Crush injury, that's the most painful......

Then, there was Daddy's consistently majestic voice.

What are you crying about?

You cry when you don't come back, and you cry when you come back. Go grocery shopping, buy some bitter gourd, my son likes to eat braised bitter gourd!

I quickly turned over and wrapped the quilt tightly, so that my mother would no longer see my scars......

When my mother saw the scars on my body, she felt distressed!

Seeing that my mother has gray hair, my heart hurts too!

Dumplings wrapped by the old lady, bitter gourd fried by the old father, bacon......

The good things I wanted to eat in my dreams filled my stomach in three days, and I could laugh when I dreamed.

The taste of home-cooked meals, especially those home-cooked dishes made by my father and mother, is definitely more nourishing than the meals at the state banquet.

At least, that's what I think.

Then it's to chat with my dad and mother.

Naturally, I don't say what I shouldn't say, and I just choose some fun and funny things to tell my father and mother to relieve their boredom.

The old lady laughed, and sometimes she really laughed until she wiped her tears.

Daddy also smiled, but it was still subtle, and even that smile contained the majesty of his father.

And my brother has an irrelevant face, and every time he hears my jokes, he looks like he listens to them with a look of delusion.

After three days, I wanted to see my old friends.

The buddies of the band haven't seen each other for two years, and I don't know if they are still so immoral to use the new singer as a guise to eat at night?

The appearance of the song hall should have improved a lot, right?

At least to catch up with the song halls I saw in Xinjiang.

And my women's rice silk......

I seem to start **** as soon as I get home, right?

Speaking of which, wearing a military uniform is forbidden to go to a dance hall or the like.

I couldn't stand my little vanity, so I took advantage of the dark moon and the wind was high, and I wore my snow camouflage and ran into the dance hall where I used to be mixed.

It seems to be a habit of being a soldier, right?

The cabaret didn't open until eight o'clock at the earliest, and I was the first customer to be on time.

Naturally, I was able to walk over to the musicians who were still tuning on stage.

In two years, the band seems to have changed a lot. Except for the Seahawk brother who likes to use me as a guise for a night's food, there is only one bass player I know.

I just went over and patted Brother Seahawk on the shoulder and said, "Your name is Seahawk, right?" Your **** good family woman has committed a crime, and your wife asked me to arrest you!

I saw Brother Seahawk's shoulders shake visibly.

Then he turned his head to look at me, and suddenly said to the musicians who were tuning, "You guys practice first, I'll leave for a while!"

Then he pulled me and ran towards the backstage dressing room, and as soon as he entered the dressing room, he locked the door, and then he said to me, "Are you still alive?" Didn't they say you died in Xinjiang?

I almost lost my breath at that moment!

Am I dead in Xinjiang?

So am I now a corpse or a soul in the middle of the night?

I bared my teeth at Brother Seahawk and said, "Do you look at me like a dead man?"

And you didn't watch me leave with a man in military uniform, you just left in a hurry and forgot to say hello to you.

Brother Seahawk is right, he will be suspicious! At that time, I just watched you being taken away by the man in military uniform, and then called your house, and your family said that you went to Xinjiang.

Isn't that just sending you to Xinjiang for labor reform?

And then there was the guy who came back from a trip to Xinjiang and said I saw you, you guy smoked a big cigarette somewhere, and then he smoked and died in Xinjiang.

I was so angry......

I've only been out for two years, and someone arranged for me to smoke a big cigarette and die in Xinjiang?

So if I go out for a few more years, will I become some kind of Golden Triangle drug lord or something?

I said, why don't you expect me to do something good?

I said to Brother Seahawk, do you think I look like I smoke a cigarette? If smoking a big cigarette can achieve my virtue, then I guess the big smoke will be available all over the world......

Brother Seahawk just looked at the snow camouflage vest on my body, and then looked at my naked slap, and then he believed it and said, then what are you doing? Say be a soldier, but I haven't seen you in this dress yet? It's not like you to say it's a police officer......

Come on, let's not talk about it, you have a good night, and when it's over, we'll go out for a drink!

I sat in a more inconspicuous corner.

From that vantage point, I could see all the people walking through the ballroom, but because of the light, it wasn't easy for others to spot me. There was an emergency passage behind me, and although the door was locked, I could have smashed open the door that was not thick with a single impact.

In the midst of the music, gradually people began to dance together on the dance floor. There are also a lot of people who are tired of each other in the dim light of the neon lights, stretching their necks and pouting at each other......

I took a deep breath.

It's still the weird aroma with the smell of air cleaner in the ballroom, and it's still the **** feeling that people can do whatever they want in the dark.

Two years ago, I was immersed in this atmosphere, this kind of air day and night, and I even felt that this is the life I like.

But now, I'm a little overwhelmed......