It was already late at night, and Fan Wan called his father again on the way to ask him not to wait for him, but unfortunately Fan Zhengmin's temper was too stubborn and insisted on waiting for him, but then there was no way, Fan Wan had to rush home overnight.

He could have stayed in Rongcheng for one night and then went back tomorrow, but unfortunately Fan Zhengmin did not allow it, saying that he had to live in a hotel if he didn't go back to his home, Fan Wan did not defend after hearing this, but fortunately it was the Spring Festival in these two days, and there was an extra bus before two o'clock in the morning, so Fan Wan took a taxi directly to the passenger transportation center and bought the last ticket back to Tongchuan.

At this time, you don't need to go to the ticket hall to buy a bus ticket, just park the bus outside and get on the bus to give money, Fan Wan sat at the back, the aisle of the car was already stuffed with large bags of luggage, and she couldn't free up her hands and feet at all.

Because it is the Spring Festival period, so there are still a lot of people at this time, there are many private cars waiting to pull people near the bus, which is commonly known as the black car, these people are out to get some extra money during the New Year's holidays, after all, there are a lot of migrant workers who go out from Rongcheng, and at this time of year, as long as they are not caught by the police, they can earn a good fortune.

Like a bus that is not full of people, it will not go, fortunately, there are many people who return to Tongchuan in the past two days, even if it is late at night, the car is still full, Fan Wan sat by the window, his ears were full of familiar and unfamiliar local sounds, until now, he felt that he was on the way home.

The car finally staggered off, the sky outside the window was dark, and the people in the car were tired, but Fan Wan did not sleep.

took out her mobile phone and looked at the time, it was already two o'clock, but for some reason, Fan Wan involuntarily flipped to the phone book and stayed on the name called Su Duling.

How did you ask for your phone number?

The corners of Fan Wan's mouth curled slightly, thinking of the girl's pretty and smiling appearance not long ago, the softest place in his heart was also touched, he didn't know if this was unrequited love, because it sounded weak.

She must have arrived home by this time, right?

Fan Wan thought of it, and then let out a long sigh of relief, stretched his waist, and sat his waist apart at the end of the day!

The bus to Tongchuan was speeding on the highway, Fan Wan began to think about how good it would be if there were headphones at this time, but unfortunately, this was obviously unrealistic, he pushed open a little window to let the cold wind pour in, blowing on his face, maintaining the only remaining sobriety in exhaustion, and just held on all the way.

More than 100 kilometers away, the bus drove for an hour and a half, when he arrived at the passenger transportation center in Tongchuan County, there were still many people standing outside, Fan Wan got off the bus with a backpack, looked at the still shining neon lights on the opposite side, only to find that Tongchuan had not changed much.

He followed the crowd out of the station, and then looked around for his father in the crowd.

Just half an hour ago, Fan Zhengmin, who had already learned that Fan Wan was on the last train, rushed to the bus station, Fan Wan didn't know what was wrong with his father, so he asked him to wait at home, but in the end he still rushed to the bus station.

Even though it was already more than 3 o'clock in the morning, the cold wind was freezing.

In the dark night, because of the Chinese New Year, the trees on the side of the street are hung with neon signs, red, yellow, blue, flashing back and forth alternately, motorcycles and taxis on the side of the road are waiting for the Tongchuan people who return from afar, Fan Wan is looking for it while carrying a bag, and finally sees his father under a yellow kudzu tree whose branches have been cut off on the side of the road.

Fan Zhengmin was wearing a leather jacket that had been the same for more than ten years, standing in the night breeze, even if he hadn't seen him for a few months, Fan Wan still felt that he was much older.

The relationship between Fan Wan and her father is very stiff, Fan Zhengmin has the traditional machismo of the previous generation, and likes to say one thing at home, which also has a lot to do with Fan Wan's grandfather, at their age, the family is basically a man who has the final say, and a woman is married back to serve the family.

Fan Wan lost her mother when she was very young, and she didn't have any memory of her mother in her head, and her only impression came from the old yellowed photos at home.

Judging from the aesthetics of this era, Fan Wan's mother is very beautiful, but not beautiful, like many women of that era, she abandoned her braids, and her long silky hair was tied with a headband, but unfortunately, because of illness, she left early.

Fan Wan has lived in a world without a mother since she was a child, she lived in her grandparents' house when she was a child, and later her grandparents also left, so Fan Wan returned home and lived with Fan Zhengmin without a woman at home.

Whether a family has a woman or not has a lot to do with the quality of life, so in a certain way, Fan Wan's childhood is different from most people.

Fan Wan walked towards his father under the Huang Ge tree, and Fan Zhengmin, who was waiting there, faced the road, naturally unable to see his son, until Fan Wan shouted.

"Dad!"

The salutation came out of Fan Wan's throat, and Fan Wan looked at her father in the night breeze for a moment, and then saw him turn around and look at herself.

"It's here, let's go home!" Fan Zhengmin didn't say anything, but after finishing speaking, he bent down to take the bag in Fan Wan's hand, but I don't know why, after Fan Wan saw this scene, he instinctively took a step back and carried the bag on his back.

"I'll do it myself!"

Fan Wan said in a low voice, Fan Zhengmin glanced at Fan Wan, didn't say anything, and then reached out to hail a taxi.

"Old Fan, what are you doing at the station so late?" A yellow taxi stopped on the side of the road, and the driver rolled down the window and poked his head to look at Fan Zhengmin, and then looked at Fan Wan next to him and said.

Fan Zhengmin, who was still cold-faced just now, immediately smiled and shouted to the driver in the car: "Come and pick up my son, second baby, let's go, send me back!" ”

"Your son?" The taxi driver named Erwa glanced at Fan Wan, and then asked the two to get into the car.

Sitting in the back of the taxi, Fan Wan watched his father chatting with the driver, he didn't speak all the way, just listened silently, the warm air conditioning in the car made him finally feel tired, but soon the car passed through the small Tongchuan County and came to the building where he had lived for more than ten years.

Fan Zhengmin was still talking to the driver about giving money for the car, and the two argued for a while, and finally ended with the other party accepting it, and at this time, Fan Zhengmin also got out of the car with Fan Wan and walked home.

Back in the small house, Fan Wan put down his backpack, Fan Zhengmin looked at the son in front of him, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't ask, just said: "Go to bed early!" ”

My father can't say that he is old, he is in his 40s and is in the prime of life, but his perennial career as a driver makes him look a little vicissitudes.

Back in her familiar bedroom, Fan Wan found that her sheets and quilt covers had been replaced, and although they were not new, they were cleanly washed.

Suddenly, Fan Wan's eyes were a little sour, and something seemed to be choked in her throat, and at this time, there was a pair of brand-new cotton slippers next to the bed.

There was a shower sound in the bathroom, Fan Wan knew that his father was not taking a bath, but washing his feet with cold water, this was his habit for many years, Fan Wan glanced at the small bedroom, and walked out of the bedroom after taking a long breath.

When Fan Zhengmin came out of the bathroom, he happened to see Fan Wan sitting on the sofa in the living room, he paused, then put down the things in his hand and sat on the chair next to him.

For a while, neither father nor son spoke, and it was not until ten minutes later that Fan Zhengmin spoke.

"How are you doing over there?" The father's first sentence was to ask, and Fan Wan paused after hearing this, and then said, "It's not bad." ”

"Oh, that's right!" Fan Zhengmin whispered, muttered for a while, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, and lit it.

"Cough, cough" seemed to be choked by the strong smoke, Fan Zhengmin took the cigarette, Fan Wan glanced at it, and then took out two sets of cigarettes from the bag behind him and handed them to Fan Zhengmin.

"Smoke this, I brought it back from Hangzhou!"

Fan Zhengmin glanced at his son, a little hesitant, but looking at Fan Wan's insistent eyes, he finally reached out and took a cigarette, and then said: "You can keep that one, give it to friends outside, and I'll just take one." ”

Fan Wan frowned after hearing this, and directly put the remaining cigarette in his hand on the table beside his father, and then said, "You don't need to save this money, you can't quit smoking, just smoke better!" ”

Fan Zhengmin didn't speak after hearing this, and looked at the two cigarettes, which he had smoked from a friend who had returned from other places, and they were very expensive.

"You still have to save a little yourself, it's not easy to make money outside, since you haven't studied, then learn something outside, and come back to find a job in the future." Fan Zhengmin said in a low voice that as a father, it was very uncomfortable to see his 16-year-old son earning money in other places.

It seems that only nicotine can numb his guilt, and he took a hard puff of his cigarette, Fan Wan looked at his father, and suddenly wanted him to follow him to Hangzhou, now that he has money, he can buy a house over there.

"How's that doing?" , There are very few topics between father and son, Fan Zhengmin suddenly thought of Fan Wan's coming back to change the age of his ID card, saying that he was going to do business, but he never asked.

In his opinion, he was only 16 years old and what kind of business he would do, and he didn't have much money at the time, but Fan Wan at that time was bent on doing it, and the relationship between father and son was not good, so he didn't dare to ask more, for fear that if he said too much, the child's thinking would be extreme, but he kept this matter in his heart and couldn't let go.

In the concept of the older generation, or the thinking of the small county town of Tongchuan, if you don't study and go out to work, you will go to learn technology and experience, and then return to the county town to find a job with relatives and friends, marry a daughter-in-law, and support the family, which is the path taken by most children who are not good at reading, and it is also the path taken by Fan Zhengmin.