Although Fuqiang Village is not a rich village, it is the difference between heaven and earth compared with Rich Village.

The road is smooth, the stone paves the road, there is no muddy dirt road in Zhifu Village, this is not the laziness of the people in Zhifu Village, every time it rains and floods, the mountains and rivers must come out of the village of Zhifu Village, and the roads that have been repaired many times have been washed away by the mountains and rivers, so no one cares about this road anymore.

Cheng Qian carried Cheng Xiaodong on his back and walked around in Fuqiang Village, entering from the alley and going out from the next entrance, tossing back and forth several times.

"Dad, can you find it?"

Lying on Cheng Qian's back, Cheng Xiaodong felt unusually comfortable, his eyelids were heavy, and sleepiness gradually came up, rubbing his eyes, and asked Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian stopped, raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, then leaned against the wall and raised his leg to take off his shoes, poured the sand inside, and put it on the wall twice before putting it back on.

"I remember that it was around here, and I looked for it several times, and it didn't look like the door, which was strange."

Cheng Qian scratched his head, looked around at the doors of several nearby houses, his face was entangled, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Then let's go back."

Looking at Cheng Qian's appearance, it is estimated that he can't find it, Cheng Xiaodong is full of Lantian Tiantian's injury, and he doesn't want to delay time here.

Cheng Qian sighed, sighed, tightened his hand behind Cheng Xiaodong's back, and walked back in the direction he came.

At this time, a door behind him opened, and the dilapidated wooden door creaked, which was extremely harsh, and Cheng Qian and Cheng Xiaodong couldn't help but turn their heads to look over.

An old man in his sixties came out of it, holding a broken dustpan in his hand, and there were a few pieces of burnt charcoal ash in it, and he didn't even look at them, and knocked the dustpan on the wall, and the charcoal ash formed a puff of smoke in the air with the wind.

"Elder Zhang!"

Cheng Qian trembled, and ran towards the old man with Cheng Xiaodong on his back.

The old man who was called Zhang Lao stopped, held the door with one hand, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, stunned that he didn't recognize who Cheng Qian was.

"Elder Zhang, it's me, little money, little money."

Cheng Qian pointed at himself and said excitedly holding Zhang Lao's hand.

Zhang Lao listened to Cheng Qian's words, stood on the door, approached to identify it carefully, his mouth trembled slightly, he raised his hand and touched Cheng Qian's head, and the old tears flowed.

"Old Zhang, do you remember me, I'm a little money."

Cheng Qian seemed to be afraid that Zhang Lao would not recognize him, so he put Cheng Xiaodong on the ground, raised his hand to collect the broken hair on his forehead, and leaned in front of Zhang Lao and grinned.

"Little money."

Zhang Lao recognized Cheng Qian, patted him on the head, and hugged him in his arms, and his excited body began to tremble.

Cheng Xiaodong stood next to the two of them, although he was happy in his heart, he didn't understand why they were so excited.

"After many years, even the little money has grown so big, look at it, I have a son."

Zhang Lao touched Cheng Qian's head, spoke in a father-like tone, turned his head to look at Cheng Xiaodong, and said with a smile in his eyes.

"Hello grandpa."

Cheng Xiaodong bowed to Zhang Lao very obediently, and called people sensibly.

"Alas~"

This grandfather seemed to make Zhang Lao even more excited, touching Cheng Xiaodong's head, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and smiling, and there were more wrinkles on his face when he smiled.

Zhang Lao pushed open the half-covered door, pulled Cheng Xiaodong and walked inside, Cheng Qian took the dustpan outside and followed in.

The yard was bare, there was nothing but weeds on the wall, and the soil in the vegetable garden was fresh, as if it had just been tied.