After more than a day and two nights of travel, the green car finally entered the terminal station of the train, Hongcheng Railway Station. After saying goodbye to Li Zhenbang's father and daughter, Fu Xin dragged a large bag with a sore back and got off the train with a tired look.

Looking at the empty square in front of the station, Fu Xin couldn't help but feel a little worried. The car from Hongcheng to Yicheng has only one trip a day, and it is now half past nine in the morning, and I don't know if the bus has already left.

He shook his head vigorously, "Well, let's look for it first."

"New brother!"

Under the setting sun, Fu Xin dragged his extremely tired body into this quiet mountain village, and at this time, a crisp call was heard in the distance.

"Little Five!"

The intimacy from the depths of the bloodline, the strangeness that has seemed to be separated for many years, Fu Xin couldn't help but call the past along the source of the voice.

When I got closer, I saw a six- or seven-year-old child, rushing into Fu Xin's arms from a distance.

Xiao Wu, the big name Fu Wu, just because he is the youngest in the family and ranks fifth, everyone calls him Xiao Wu. When Fu Xin left, he remembered that Xiao Wu was still a crying little slug, but he didn't expect that now, he would grow into a little adult like a porcelain doll. However, due to the playful nature of children, their hands and faces are not so white and covered with mud.

"Little Wu, how do you know that my brother is coming back?" Fu Xin didn't tell the family the news that Fu Xin was going home, so he felt a little strange about Xiao Wu's distant greeting.

"I'm playing there to make a house, I saw your brother come back, so I know! Brother, you see, that's the house I made. Xiao Wu pointed to the house piled up with dirt in the field not far away, and said proudly.

"Little Wu, you're playing with mud again! Why, what about your brother and sister? You didn't hang out with them? Fu Xin put down the luggage in his hand, happily picked up Xiao Wu, and asked pretending to pinch Xiao Wu's face with displeasure.

"Brother and sister, they went to school to grow knowledge, and Xiao Wu is not old enough to go to school, so he helps his mother do things at home." Xiao Wu was a little clever ghost, and he knew that his eldest brother was not blaming him, so he pretended to be a little adult and said seriously, which made Fu Xin happy for a while.

Fu Xin then remembered that today was not the weekend, and the other younger siblings had already gone to school. At this time, although the sun is setting and the school has ended, the children in this part of the family have a habit of liking to write homework at school, maybe at this time, they are still doing homework at school. Of course, it is not excluded that because of fun, I will go to a classmate's house.

"By the way, Xiao Wu, what about Dad?" Xiao Wu's words did not mention his father, which made Fu Xin a little worried in his heart, after all, he hadn't seen him for more than two years, and the current communication was not as developed as in the future, and Fu Xin was not very clear about the situation at home.

"Daddy is working overtime in the factory in the township! I haven't come back for a few days, but my father promised Xiao Wu that when he came back from the township, he would bring Ding Dong candy to Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu was naïve, his father didn't come back for a few days and didn't worry, but remembered the jingle candy that Fu Zhenbang promised to bring him.

This so-called jingle candy is actually maltose, a whole piece is generally made into a large round cutting board shape, and some are knocked off from the top when selling. It's just that there are people who collect broken shoes and scrap products, knocking on the "jingle bell" sound in the streets of the village, so many children call this candy "jingle candy".

In the future 21st century, in a world of extremely prosperous commerce, this kind of sugar is almost extinct, and even if it exists, it is the kind of purified, and the taste is far less delicious than the unpurified, and it will never regain its original taste.

"Oh, let's go, let's go back first." Fu Xin knew about his father's work in the factory in the township.

Before Fu Xin enlisted in the army, Fu Zhenbang was a technical team leader who was about to take the post of deputy factory director because he had studied in a higher school in the provincial capital when he was young and knew a lot of technology.

"Presumably now, my father is already the deputy factory director, or even higher. What happened during this time, Xiao Wu was too young, and he couldn't get any results when he asked, so let's go home and ask my mother first. With these thoughts, Fu Xin took Xiao Wu to his home.

It has been two years since Fu Xin left home, and when he entered the village, he found that there was no change in the village, the road was still the same road, the houses were still the same houses, and the sound of everyone's conversation was still familiar to Fu Xin.

"It seems that the spring breeze of reform and opening up has not yet blown here, and everyone is still living in poverty!" Fu Xin couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although Fu Xin's family is a family with a good life in the village because of Fu Zhenbang, Fu Xin's family is not on the road outside the village, on the contrary, Fu Xin's family lives at the foot of a remote mountain in the deepest part of the village.

Due to the rain just two days ago, the road in the village was still a little muddy, Fu Xin carried a large bag and a small bag, and steadily followed the footsteps of Xiao Wu, who was barefoot and looked back while running, and walked in the direction of his home, along the way, Fu Xin began to see some familiar people.

Some are playmates who grew up with Fu Xin; Some of them are the elders of Fu Xin in the village, everyone greets Fu Xin in various forms, some people warmly invite Fu Xin to sit at his house in two days and have a good drink, and some just say "I'm back" plainly, Fu Xin is all right, the people in the village are simple, if you don't agree, people still think that you are developed when you go out, and look down on him.

However, among these people, most of them still said "back" plainly, because before Fu Xin joined the army, there were some bastards, and his popularity in the village was not as good as his father.

Ignoring the discussion caused by Fu Xin's return, Fu Xin followed his younger brother's footsteps and walked into the house.

As soon as he walked into the house, Fu Xin saw that his mother might have heard the news, and stood anxiously at the door, waiting for Fu Xin to come back.

Walking in, Fu Xin's mother Li Fanghua grabbed her son's shoulder, took a good look at it, and said excitedly: "Well, I have grown up and my body is strong!" Not bad, not bad...... God forbid! ”

Li Fanghua is a typical rural woman, when Fu Xin went to be a soldier, it stands to reason that people in this era worship the People's Liberation Army, and their family should be very supportive of joining the army.

But Li Fanghua doesn't think so, being a soldier may mean going to the battlefield, and going to the battlefield may mean death, Li Fanghua doesn't want his son to take risks. In the end, it was under Fu Zhenbang's power that Li Fanghua reluctantly agreed to his son to join the army.

Some time ago, when I heard the radio say that the People's Liberation Army had taught the white-eyed wolf in the south of the motherland a hard lesson, Li Fanghua was worried every day, and now that his son came back intact, Li Fanghua was of course happy, and couldn't help but shed tears excitedly to vent his depression these days.

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