At more than nine o'clock in the morning, the villagers of Shanggou Village changed their habits of cat winter in the past and almost poured out of the nest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe bitter cold of the deep winter can't stop the enthusiasm of the villagers. The small supermarket in Laoguan has no place to put its feet inside and out, and even the street at the door is full of people.

"Look at the village director's appearance, he is so busy that he is sweating profusely, and his father never saw this kid work so hard before he died. Just one year after being elected, I had to pick up someone's old house, but fortunately I didn't do it, otherwise this little black yarn hat would have been worn! ”

"No! If you don't talk about this person, who would have thought that the second boy would be like this today! Gee...... I heard that yesterday, the provincial officials personally accompanied them to Danjiang, and the black reporters surrounded the Danjiang Hotel! ”

"I'm a good girl! Danjiang Hotel! , that meal is the cost of our small family for a month! Alas! It's really not a human appearance, and the sea can't be scooped......"

"This time, the eldest son of the old Yi family can be regarded as having survived, and he no longer has to get up early and work everywhere in the dark, and he should enjoy light blessings. It's strange, these two brothers have been away from the village for more than two years, why has the boss never come back? ”

"Cut! Do you still need to guess? What are you doing back? Don't need money? The second kid has just made a name for himself in the NBA, where can he find money when he is not famous? However, no one really knows what Yi Ming is doing now. ”

On the only road in the village, people hugged their arms and shrunk their necks, spitting stars flying around in the cold, leaving white freezing spots on the placket, and chatting happily.

It's no wonder that it is indeed a proud and exciting thing that such a big celebrity has emerged in the small Shanggou Village.

"It's coming! This formation, catch up with the central leaders and go out! See, there's still a police car on the road! I had to know that people had such a talent, and I ...... Alas! ”

"Pull it down, don't be hindsighted, we are a little remote and poor, but at that time, no one was short of food and drink, but I haven't seen you stretch out your hand to fight for righteousness. However, the few difficult households in the village took good care of the brothers and sisters. ”

The convoy slowly drove towards the small supermarket, the village director Zhang Xiancai waved his hand, and five or six villagers pulled up a banner "Welcome the hero Yi Yang home!" Welcome leaders to inspect! More than a dozen fellow villagers drummed suona, gongs and cymbals played that Huanshi, caught up with the New Year.

Yi Yang, who was wrapped in a down jacket, accompanied by Yan Shuxiang and Avril, was surrounded by leading reporters at all levels and walked forward. Private bodyguards from the United States and security guards from the city vigilantly watched the movement of the crowd.

"Welcome home, Yi Yang! Hello leaders, I am Zhang Xiancai, and I have just become the village director for more than a year. First, please invite the leaders to sit down in the village committee. ”

Anxious to return to the old mansion where he had suffered, Yi Yang was still in the mood to engage in this kind of vain business, shook hands, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces around him, and the young man turned around and said lightly.

"Director Wang, Mayor Zhao, I'm sorry for you to come all the way here. In this way, let Director Zhang accompany the leaders and reporters to sit in the village first, and I will go home to have a look. The old house is shabby, old, dilapidated and cramped, and it is really not suitable for everyone. I'm so sorry! ”

"By the way, Director Zhang, where are the old village chief and Uncle Chen? Please help me find it, I Yi Yang can have today, thanks to everyone's help. I should have come to the house to have a look, but I'm a little short of time, so I have to ask you to invite these people to the old house. ”

As soon as Yi Yang's words fell, an old man wearing a shabby military coat was squeezed out of the crowd, his black and thin face was corroded by the vicissitudes of time, his cloudy eyes were full of tears, and his always rickety body was extraordinarily straight.

"Two boys! Uncle Chen is here! Yes! If you don't forget your roots, I'm very happy, uncle. You go and do your business, leave these little things to me. Second boy, I'll bring people to your house when you go back, and you go back to the old house first. ”

Yi Yang stared for a moment, held the old man's thin hands tightly, and didn't say anything for a long time, tears fell with cordial gratitude and mixed with emotion and grievance.

"All right, kid! Let's go back, we'll talk about it later. Old Chen Tou patted Yi Yang's big hand, turned around and walked away.

Without a group of redundant "burdens", Yi Yang took a few foreigner bodyguards, accompanied by Avril Lavril and Yan Shuxiang, and walked forward along the highway, followed by many villagers who watched the excitement.

The shrub-lined fence was in a dilapidated condition, and the snow and grass in the yard had apparently been recently cleared. The low and old mud house is like an old man in his old age, struggling to support his fragile and aging body with a decaying wooden frame.

On the roof of the house, a small tree with strong vitality, although it has no leaves, its bare branches are strong in the cold wind to prove its existence.

With a "squeak", Yi Yang pushed open the deformed and decayed wooden door, and there was a piece of dirt about ten centimeters sunk into his eyes, the stove that had long collapsed was covered with livestock dung, and the corners of the mud wall were hung with dusty cobwebs, telling its tragic and desolate history.

Although the house was dirty, Yi Yang's heart felt warm and down-to-earth, familiar and kind, sad and sad, and the complex taste was like opening a grocery store.

The wooden door of the inner room is long gone, the mirrors on the earthen wall are only half of the corners of the wooden frame, hanging alone on nails, the broken boxes and cabinets have been turned into a mess, and the worn-out cotton wool in the corner of the kang has become a place for rats.

The cottage in the dream has long been untouched, leaving only the unbearable past, and the home of the owner's existence is missing.

I'm back, your son is back! Touching the thick dust on the edge of the kang, Yi Yang's tears swirled in the circles under his eyes.

Oh, my God! Young actually grew up here? Is there such a poor place in the world? But this is not Africa!

Avril Lavril and other Americans who live a privileged life were shocked by the picture in front of them! The press officer of the team also took out his camera and scurried around, taking pictures of it so much.

"Boss Yan, you have been to my house many times, and you remember what it looks like. I only have one request, the house must be restored to its original state, and it will not be allowed to decay again, otherwise our buddies will be in vain. ”

After taking the newspaper that Lao Yan didn't know where to find it, Yi Yang sat under his buttocks, sat on the cold kang, and instructed with a solemn face.

"Don't worry, Yangyang! Next time you come back, I promise to give you back a clean and warm hometown. When the kang is hot, our buddies will be here to make shabu shabu and play the guitar. ”