"Let's go, Xiaochuan, let's go to the river to play, shall we? I remember when we were kids, we all loved to swim there. ”

Zhang Xiaofeng greeted Xiong Xiaochuan and said.

"Huh? Go now? ”

Xiong Xiaochuan was a little nervous, he knew Zhang Xiaofeng's intentions very well, didn't he just want to take him to meet his parents quickly? After all, isn't the one who lives by the river his family?

Still living there after all these years?

"How long are you going to wait? You always have to see it, don't you? ”

Zhang Xiaofeng asked solemnly.

Xiong Xiaochuan nodded, and walked towards the river according to the path he remembered.

The dark alleyway that was narrow enough for one person to pass through was still there, and it was a nightmare when I came home from a night out when I was a child.

It's a dark area where no sunlight shines through the whole year, but after passing through this alleyway, it's different, and it feels like you've seen the sun through the clouds.

The bamboo forests on both sides are still verdant, but the houses that were originally red bricks and green tiles have been poured with cement and painted.

The dirt has been poured with cement, the pits in memory have been demolished, and the pig pen has been abandoned.

This place made Xiong Xiaochuan feel both familiar and unfamiliar, and a feeling of being suddenly separated from the bottom of his heart rose from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but feel that his nose was a little sour.

At this time, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron walked out of the kitchen, holding a handful of vegetables on her hands that were a little red from the water droplets, and when she saw Zhang Xiaofeng, a smile suddenly appeared on her face that had been slightly blessed.

"It's Xiaofeng, you're back, is this your friend?"

She turned her head to look at Xiong Xiaochuan, her eyes full of kindness.

"Well, Auntie, he's my friend."

Zhang Xiaofeng didn't say much, he hoped that Xiong Xiaochuan would be able to say it himself.

"Hello, I'm Xiaofeng's friend."

Seeing his mother looking at him, he suddenly looked a little cramped, and spoke with honorifics.

"Have we met somewhere?"

And after glancing at Xiong Xiaochuan a few times, a look of doubt appeared in her eyes, and she always felt that Xiaofeng's friend seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Xiong Xiaochuan looked at his mother, who was already wrinkled on his face, and the white hair that was faintly mixed with the black hair, and his expression was in a trance.

I still remember that when I was young, my mother was so beautiful, but now after many years, she is no longer young, and the carving knife of the years has left too many traces on her body.

How many decades are there in life? Do they have a good time without themselves by their side?

His eyes were a little red.

"Auntie is talking to you."

Zhang Xiaofeng touched Xiong Xiaochuan, who was in a daze, and reminded.

"Huh? Oh, probably because I'm more popular, and many people say they've seen me. ”

Xiong Xiaochuan hurriedly explained that he wanted to recognize her immediately now, but he was afraid that it was just a dream, and it would shatter at the slightest touch.

"Oh, that's right."

She nodded abruptly.

"Xiaofeng, do you want to eat at Auntie's house today?"

She opened her mouth to invite Zhang Xiaofeng, but her eyes kept looking at Xiong Xiaochuan.

"Okay."

Of course, Zhang Xiaofeng agreed, he was used to it, and every time he came back, he would come here to accompany Xiong Xiaochuan's parents, and now that Xiong Xiaochuan is back, he is even more unlikely to refuse her invitation.

"Eh, do you want to stay and eat?"

Zhang Xiaofeng touched Xiong Xiaochuan who was in a daze again and asked.

"Oh, good."

How could Xiong Xiaochuan not agree, and nodded hurriedly.

"Then you can go inside the house and sit down for a while, it's quite cold outside, and the meal will start in a while."

She went into the back room and got a pair of scissors, then went back to the kitchen to continue washing the vegetables.

Sitting in the house, Xiong Xiaochuan looked at the familiar and unfamiliar furniture, and sighed for a while, the glass cabinet with two doors was an excellent place for them to hide when they were young.

"Don't you want to recognize them yet?"

Zhang Xiaofeng asked softly.

"I don't know, let me think again."

Xiong Xiaochuan rubbed his face a little helplessly.

Time is such a terrible thing, it changes everything that I thought I wouldn't change.

The sense of alienation that made him frightened was in his heart, and he didn't know how to communicate with his parents.

He was afraid of how he would express his fear if they were too enthusiastic, and he was afraid that they would have forgotten about him.

His current mood can be described in two words, and that is apprehension.

What kind of attitude should he take to recognize his parents? I don't know how many times this situation has been rehearsed in his mind, but none of the scripts are satisfactory to him.

What should he say?

At this time, a middle-aged man walked in from outside, and the first time he saw Zhang Xiaofeng, there was a smile in his eyes.

"Xiaofeng, when did you come back? Is this your friend? ”

Xiong Dafu asked with a smile.

"I just came back not long ago, didn't I rush over to see my uncle and aunt right away."

Zhang Xiaofeng said with a smile.

"Hello."

Xiong Xiaochuan stood up and nodded to his father with a little restraint, the sentence "father" was already on his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

"Nice young man, will you stay for dinner?"

Xiong Dafu said enthusiastically.

"Dafu, you're back? How's it going? ”

Liu Fanglan, who heard the voice, came out of the kitchen and asked.

"I'll come back in the afternoon and ask."

Hearing Liu Fanglan's words, Xiong Dafu's expression became a little low, and he said helplessly.

"Uncle, have you encountered something?"

Zhang Xiaofeng asked.

Xiong Xiaochuan saw his father's sad appearance, and his heart was also tight, could something have happened?

"It's not a big deal, let's eat first, Xiaofeng is back today, but it's a happy event, don't talk about anything else."

Xiong Dafu said with a smile on his face again.

Since Xiong Dafu refused to say, Zhang Xiaofeng didn't want to ask much, but he was not in a hurry, just ask his parents when he went back, the villagers in the big hometown, once someone has something to do, where can he hide it?

At the dinner table, Xiong Dafu, Zhang Xiaofeng and Xiong Xiaochuan drank some wine, and the atmosphere was slightly lively.

Although it can't be said to be a jade liquid, it is also mellow and fragrant.

At the dinner table, most of the Xiong Dafu couples were asking about Zhang Xiaofeng's affairs in Jiangnan City, as if they were their own children.

Xiong Xiaochuan saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, he knew that in the days when he was away for so many years, thanks to such a good brother accompanying his parents, otherwise it would be impossible for his parents to like him so much.

It's just that the food is good, but there is trouble to find the door.