Chapter Ninety-Four: The See-Off in Front of the Hut
'It should be around the corner here. Zhu Jia saw the road turning right several times, and he was silently thinking about it in his heart.
Until he saw a low bungalow in front of the path that was diagonally to the right, and above the rusty door was a small broken canopy, and several large bundles of dry timber were piled up under the windowsill on the left side of the door.
Eleven years ago, after just finishing the high school entrance examination, he thought that he would not be able to get into the four-star high school in the south, and he took the examination specially organized by Wanning County Middle School in the county seat for students returning from other places.
On that sunny summer afternoon, his grandfather, who was nearly eighty years old, had sent him here from a village miles away.
At that time, it was still a small shop, and the old man who took him to the 7-year-old walked here panting, and as soon as he came, the old man of the family called out to his grandfather.
He gasped for a while before he said to the old man in the small shop, "This is my grandson, and he will go to high school soon." Zhu Jia saw the old man standing beside him, and he had to stop and take a breath every time he said a few words.
As he walked along the bend in the rice to the town, the old man sat on a small stool and chatted with the old man beside him.
Later, after the college entrance examination, when he went back again, this thin old man who could no longer stand up straight could only stand under the big tree in the old house on crutches, and his eyes were cloudy as he watched his grandson in front of him walk towards the village over there, Zhu Jia felt that he might not be able to see his appearance clearly.
He thought of the years of time, and felt that the scenes seemed to be happening in front of him, and his heart was filled with a burst of past. Move. I desperately want to go back to the village as soon as possible.
The road around the bend is not very far, and when Zhu Jia was about to come back alone yesterday, he thought that if he couldn't get to Master in the afternoon, he would walk to the town alone and take the car back.
Ahead was a small bridge without undulations, and the right half of the cement surface that crossed the bridge deck was covered with a layer of threshed grain.
Xu Tiantian didn't expect the car to be pressed directly from the grain.
"Is Zhuzhuang here?" The man in the driver's seat in front asked.
"Yes, stop at the intersection ahead." Zhu Jia replied that he remembered that many years ago, when he came back from the car with a little brother, the car stopped behind the previous horse village, and they walked along the dirt road on the inside of the horse village towards Zhu Village.
In his childhood, there was no cement road leading to the town now, and every time he went deeper and deeper in the direction of Mazhuang, this road seemed to be very long, until a few years ago, he didn't react at that time, bypassing a row of vines that grew obliquely to the road very dense forest, walking on the path full of weeds, and in a few minutes he saw the back wall of the house of the second uncle's house serialized with his family.
"That's ten dollars." Zhu Jia handed the ten yuan that he had grabbed in his hand around the corner to the man.
He said politely: "Be careful when you get out of the car." ”
Zhu Jia thought about helping him close the back door, "I'll come." The man said kindly.
It wasn't until Master turned towards the town behind him, leaving on the cement road at the intersection less than two meters wide, that a slender girl with a black schoolbag said to a tall young man who was also carrying a dark schoolbag and was more than 1.8 meters tall: "I tell you, my home is in Guanzhen, which is ten minutes' drive away from your market town, and I also have relatives in the market town, so you can't sell me." ”
"What age, don't be like this." The young man was amused by what she said, and when he looked at her, the corners of his mouth were a little awkward when he saw the strange girl.
"If it weren't for the fact that you're a good person, I wouldn't have come all the way to this place with you." Xu Tiantian also laughed with him, at this time she looked very good-looking, laughing into crescent-shaped eyes, Asian's yellowish face., skin., color., very., tender, her lips are a bit like a lot of Korean stars, lips., petals., thin., thin, color., pale vermilion, her teeth are white and neat.
Zhu Jia had thought about such a moment a long time ago, with a wife who looked like this. The son comes home.
He smiled casually as he looked at the rice paddies in front of him, and as she walked side by side, he weighed the black schoolbag she was carrying: "How many painting tools do you have with you, it's quite heavy." ”
"You're not in this business, and you don't understand it, but if you don't have a good creation today, you should come to experience the farmhouse." She looked ahead with a smile, walking with an easy, smooth pace.