Chapter Seventy-Nine: Blessings and Misfortunes Depend on Each Other Third, repeat the mistakes of the past
3. Repeat the mistakes of the past
The other party called and said: "Please put the money into the card with the card number 61778855990121, and the goods and suction equipment will be delivered at 10 o'clock in the evening." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Yinhua sent his address to the other party and transferred the payment to the other party's account by mobile banking transfer. At 10 o'clock in the evening, a text message came in, which said: "The goods have arrived, you can go to the mail box in front of the door to pick up the goods, and in 20 minutes, we will teach you how to smoke marijuana on your mobile phone." ”
In this way, Yinhua took drugs for the second time under the guidance of Xiaoyao Shenlong, she took a few mouthfuls of marijuana according to the guidance on her mobile phone and said: "Ah!
In the days that followed, she often thought of the tragic situation when Mr. Song was critically ill, and also thought of relieving her drug addiction, but the depressing environment made her fail several times to quit drugs.
In order to get rid of her depression, she bought a high-powered telescope, and when she was not busy, she sat on the balcony on the second floor and watched the ships coming and going on the sea in the distance. The telescope can see the movement of people on the passenger ship and see a picture of the outside world, which is also a way to entertain yourself.
One afternoon, she looked through the binoculars again, and suddenly saw a middle-aged man holding his son in his arms, and pulling his daughter along the small road in front of the gate all the way to the beach.
Yinhua pointed the camera at the man and looked closely. She muttered to herself, "Isn't this Wang Hengshan, daughter, son---------。 "All the way to the reverie full of mind.
Another Wang Hengshan hugged his son and pulled his daughter to stand at the head of the village and watch his back, which also appeared in his brain.
That night, Yinhua slept in bed and had a dream, which was full of familiar pictures of Wang Hengshan, daughter, son, father, mother, sister, and sister in the past.
She woke up and muttered, "It's time for me to go home and see." After breakfast, she dropped her rice bowl and went to the balcony to look at the sea with her eyes in the distance, and her brain recalled the dream of the night, and she said, "Go home and see!"
At 9:30 a.m., she opened a bank card with foreign currency and renminbi at the Hong Kong branch of the Bank of China, and then brought a certain amount of foreign currency to the Hong Kong airport.
The plane took off and pointed straight to the sky, and Yinhua took the plane home. Twenty-four hours later, Yinhua took two boxes of money and rode along the road to his hometown on Didi Kuaidi.
"Wow! My hometown has really changed, and there are high-speed railways and high-speed railways in this ravine. In the past, people in the mountains went out to sell mountain goods on their shoulders and shoulders, and this road was built to the door of their homes, and it was much more convenient for people to go out. Yinhua sat in the car and looked at the great changes in the mountain countryside outside the window, and muttered to himself with emotion.
She was overjoyed to see that small buildings had been built in a small mountain village. Under the guidance of Yinhua, the driver came to Zhuyuan Village.
The car came all the way to his door along the cement road into the village, "Didi!" Yinhua said to the driver: "Stop at home!" After the car stopped, Yinhua got out of the car and paid the driver. The car turned around and drove away.
Yinhua got out of the car and steadied herself, she looked around with her big eyes and saw that the neighbors had built two-story small buildings, and her own courtyard was a bungalow. She walked to the gate of the courtyard with two suitcases and looked at the gate that had been rebuilt, but it was not as wide as the gate of other people's houses. She knocked lightly on the door a few times, but did not hear a response, so she knocked hard a few times, "Tong! Tong! three times, and Daddy's voice came from the courtyard, "Who!"
"Me! Daddy didn't seem to hear what he said, "Who are you?" Daddy walked to the gate and opened the door. A thin old man wearing a dark green liberation hat and a small padded jacket stretched out half of his body to look out.
Yinhua said to his father: "I'm Sanni Yinhua!" Daddy heard him clearly and said with a smile: "You haven't been home for 20 years, your father always misses you!"
"Dad, I always miss Dad!" Yinhua finished. Yinhua's father said, "Sanni, come into the house, come in!" Yinhua carried two boxes of money into the courtyard door and walked into the door, she put the box and the backpack on her back on the square table and sat down on the hard bench in front of the table by herself as she did at home.