Xinfeng, one of more than a dozen prefecture-level cities in Ningxi.

Five cars drive out of the high-speed toll station, into the Xinfeng urban area, there is no bustling noise in the provincial capital, and the high-rise buildings concentrated in the new area are not gorgeous and dazzling, but the city has its unique charm, if the big city is compared to the white rich beauty of a thousand demons, then it is a small jasper.

The nostalgia is even more timid.

This half line of poetry is enough to interpret Yang Chen's state of mind.

Yang Chen heard that the house that carried his childhood memories was going to be demolished after the spring, so he came to take a look first, afraid that he would never see it again.

"Tongtong, you see, our family's restaurant opened there a few years ago." Yang Chen, who slowed down, raised his hand and pointed to a dilapidated storefront on the side of the road.

Nalan Tongtong turned her face sideways and looked at it silently, the old buildings with mottled walls on the street, the empty houses, and the rusty roller shutters were painted with big words, adding a bit of desolation to this messy street.

This Nizi couldn't help but think of a sentence, and the hero didn't ask the source.

In Yang Chen's memory, this street was full of shouting during the day, because the chengguan did not frequent it, and all kinds of vendors came here to set up stalls, but now it was deserted.

The wheels of time are about to crush everything here.

Yang Chen sighed secretly and drove away, some people, some things, and some things can only be kept in memory in the end.

The sporadic passers-by watched the imposing convoy leave blankly, probably not expecting that a poor child who had grown up here would be in that off-road vehicle of nearly four million.

Shi, Guo Tao, simply drove home with Yang Chen, and visited Yang Chen's parents first.

The son came back suddenly, Yang Guodong and Liu Hua and his wife were unprepared, and were shopping for New Year's goods in the nearby China Resources Vanguard supermarket.

"Yo, my son is back, and you two are still slowly soaring." The aunt who shouted at Yang Guodong and Liu Hua and his wife from afar lived downstairs in Yang's house, and danced square dances with Liu Hua every day.

"Son?" Liu Hua was stunned.

"Absolutely, although your handsome guy came back a few days before last, I remember Xing well, and I will definitely not look bad." This aunt is convincing and pats her chest to guarantee.

"Your son has a chance, this car must be hundreds of thousands or nearly millions bigger." There was a man of the same age as Yang Guodong, who was talking, came up with a smile, handed Yang Guodong a cigarette, and Yang Guodong, who was carrying a large bag, hurriedly put down his things, caught the cigarette, and lit it.

Yang Guodong took a puff of cigarette and said with a reserved smile: "I don't know about cars, I don't know." ”

"Uncle, you can underestimate this car, the Q7 Cayenne can be bought for nearly one million, and this car, counting the insurance purchase tax, is all down, nearly four million, hundreds of thousands, and can only buy four wheels." I don't know when there was a young man in the circle who was carrying a big bag of fireworks, and he had the trouble to point out three cars.

"What? So expensive? ”

The man who handed the cigarette to Yang Guodong was dumbfounded, the money earned by the working class in a lifetime is not enough to buy this car, it is hard to imagine how rich people are so generous.

Million!

Yang Guodong was also surprised and secretly speechless.

The son has become more and more beautiful and rich in recent years.

But this cautious man who has been cautious for half his life is not sure, because he doesn't know what his son is doing and where he got so much money, he was not very worried before, and firmly believes that his son is measured and principled.

The mother of the child is worried.

The same concerns of fatherhood.

Liu Hua didn't care about thinking about this, several old ladies dancing in the square surrounded her, saying compliments one by one, and she was overjoyed.

"Mom, Dad."

With this call, Yang Chen walked out of the unit door, followed by Nalan Tongtong, as well as Guo Tao and Shishi, Liu Hua was very happy when he heard that his son was back, and when he saw Nalan Tongtong again, he was overjoyed, the impression that Xiao Nizi left on everyone in the Yang family was excellent, almost perfect.

"This is my future daughter-in-law." Liu Hua smiled and introduced to a few old friends.

Nalan Tongtong smiled reservedly, obviously acquiescing to Liu Hua's statement, and several aunts praised the beauty of this girl, not to praise, but from the bottom of their hearts.

"Uncle, aunt." Guo Tao smiled and stood in front of Yang Guodong and Liu Hua.

"It's all back, it's good to come back, let's get together as a family tonight, Xiaotao, call your parents and ask them to come here." Liu Hua was in a very good mood.

Guo Tao turned his face to look at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen looked at his watch, it was almost noon, he groaned, and said to his cousin: "You drive home immediately to pick up the second aunt and second uncle, and in half an hour, we will meet at Xinfeng Hotel." ”

"Okay." Guo Tao, who looked forward to his cousin, nodded, without any objection, greeted his uncle and aunt, and hurriedly got into the Audi Q7 to pick up his parents.

"Chenchen, is that Xiao Tao's car?" Yang Guodong asked.

Yang Chen smiled and said yes, Yang Guodong frowned, and continued to ask: "Nearly a million cars, where did Xiao Tao get the money?" ”

"Mom and Dad, I'll bring your things to you first, it's cold outside, get in the car and wait for me." Yang Chen gave the car keys to Nalan Tongtong, picked up the things his parents bought, and Shi also helped.

"Uncle, let's get in the car first." Nalan Tongtong held Liu Hua's arm and greeted Yang Guodong, who was full of doubts, and the three of them sat in the Mercedes-Benz G55 under the complicated gaze of five or six onlookers.

Yang Chen put the New Year's goods bought by his parents at home, and quickly went downstairs with the stone, Mercedes-Benz Land Rover drove out of the community one after the other, each running to something, the stone missed his grandmother, and went back to the old house.

"Look, how good it is to have a promising son, I understand the two of them, a few years ago I opened a small restaurant, and the days were tight, what do you want, now, this building, the son bought it for them, and gave a lot of pocket money every month, at the beginning of this year, Liu Hua put the accumulated pocket money into loan sharks, how much do you guess she lent?"

The aunt who danced the square dance with Yang Chen's mother deliberately asked the people around her, and after satisfying everyone's appetite, she said: "Two hundred and fifty thousand, it's really better than people, my son, take 300,000 yuan from me this year, and say that he and his girlfriend will work together to buy a house in the capital, and if the house is bought, he has to pay back seven or eight thousand monthly payments every month, I can't bear to bear such a lot of pressure on my child, and I will subsidize him by one or two thousand every month, hey." ”

A few middle-aged men and women who came over to chat were silent, and they were deeply touched by the parents.

On the way, Yang Chen explained to his parents why Guo Tao was not what it used to be, saying that a certain bigwig in Xijing he had helped had to give him part of the dry shares of the project under his name in order to repay his kindness.

Yang Guodong in the back seat nodded thoughtfully and praised his son for doing the right thing.

If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will not help the world, but at least help your relatives and friends.