"Let's go back, it's not too early, let's come to see your mother next time."

"That's ...... daddy"

"What's wrong?"

"Do you regret it?"

“……”

"Well, let's go back."

Approaching dusk, the afterglow of the sun hit his father's body, Zhao Xun's face, and his mother's body, connecting the whole person and the afterglow into a piece of red, red glow, red dazzling.

After returning from his mother, his father was silent for a long time.

Zhao Xun didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only choose to accompany her father silently, and then look forward to her father's body slowly getting better day by day.

Father and Zhao Xun were ready to catch the last bus back.

When he saw that the bus at the stop sign was about to come over, Zhao Xun and his father trotted all the way, and finally caught the last bus, and his tired father was out of breath.

"Pull one, pull a person who just came up and go to the back, there's no place ahead."

The driver of the car looked like a southerner, and Zhao Xun felt that he was a bit like a Hunanese, although he spoke Mandarin with a thick accent.

The people in the car are okay at this point, not too many, but the people in the car are also full, if this is usually placed, the number of people in this car must be twice as many as now.

There are those who work with luggage, some go to grandma's house for summer vacation, and some go back to their parents' house with their children in their arms, and go to relatives.

There is no conductor on the bus, the driver is the conductor, and the conductor is the driver.

The driver was a middle-aged man in his 50s, with greasy hair that looked as if it hadn't been groomed in days, with 2 boxes of cigarettes and a black thermos mug next to him.

It seems that the "no smoking" warning signs scattered around the windows of the car are useless.

This is completely different from the feeling of the shuttle bus that Zhao Zhao took a few years ago.

"Come on, come on, the new people buy the tickets, 35 yuan per person, by the way, there is no change, there is no change, and the front and back are exchanged for Ha, for a change!"

"I'll go, there's no change, what the hell is this bus or a bus?"

He was talking to a young man in his early 20s with dyed red hair, and from time to time he was holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

"This car is really swishing, there is not even a conductor, and what do you say that you don't pay change."

"Yes, yes, who still carries so much change when they go out now."

There are men in their 30s and aunts in their 40s discussing the matter of getting on the bus and preparing to buy tickets with change.

It may be because there is no conductor, and the driver can't have too much energy to deal with the matter of charging for tickets, so just let everyone prepare change directly, which will be much more convenient.

Zhao rummaged through the bag he was carrying, found nearly 90 yuan in change, and prepared 70 yuan for someone to come and collect it.

"Come on, come on, the tickets are ready to be taken out, let's go after collecting the tickets, go home early!"

"What about people who don't have change?"

is still the man in his 30s who spoke just now, and Zhao was about to take out his remaining change for him when he was stopped by the driver.

"No money, no change, and pull some if you want to sit or don't want to sit and get off quickly, it's going to be dark soon, I don't want to sit, anyway, this is my last trip!"

"Oh, this old master, how can you talk like this! Yes, yes, why does he talk like that! What a person! How can this man be like this? ……”

After the driver said this, it caused a boiling in the car, but they were all muttering quietly over there, and no one dared to complain loudly.

"Come, come, come, ticket!"

Looking at the people around him, the crowd that was still muttering quietly just now was gone, the young man with a dozen or twenty cigarettes in his mouth was gone, and the middle-aged man who clearly said that he had no change in his mouth was also gone.

Everyone took out the crumpled 35 yuan of change in their arms, no more, no less.

The bus moved forward slowly, only the lush trees on both sides of the road were constantly moving rapidly behind them, away and running.

This made Zhao Xun suddenly think of the content of the chapter on mechanical motion and reference objects in the section of high school physics class.

The high school physics teacher is a middle-aged woman who is at least 50 years old, why do you say it is like it, because the physics teacher not only gives Zhao the impression of being fierce, but also the image she gives to the whole class is fierce.

If it involves this kind of topic of female intimacy, everyone will dare not take it out and ridicule it.

The class sat in the last row of classes and chatted, and after class, my sister's classmates secretly nicknamed the teacher "turtledoves."

It's been called for a long time, and the fake seems to have become true, so everyone is calling it that way in private, and some classmates have what they call the old turtledove.

Zhao Xun said that she didn't know if the teacher knew that everyone called her that in private, if she knew, she would definitely jump three feet high, she was very angry, anyway, Zhao Xun had never called her that.

Zhao Xun remembered that the physics scores of the students in their class had always been very good, including the top rankings between classes, but for some reason, their scores in the final college entrance examination plummeted.

So when the graduation photo was taken at the end, the physics teacher still talked about the comparison between everyone's usual grades and the college entrance examination results, why there was such a big difference between everyone.

When the photographer pressed the shutter button, everyone shouted eggplant at the top of their voices and laughed one by one.

In fact, those things that were in a blink of an eye were the most beautiful in that specific period of time, but at that time, I didn't know if it was because of my tiger or because of the clouds, I always wanted to graduate and grow up.

Zhao Xun felt these various vehicles coming and going, as if other people's cars were always faster than his own, and the sky was gradually getting dark.

The town is still asleep at night, and the wind of the autumn night is like a homeless vagabond, reckless, stumbling and wandering on the lonely street, but fortunately, it is still accompanied by Zhao Xun and his father.

The yellowed light sprinkled on all the last few sycamore leaves, then swayed in the breeze, and finally tossed and turned into the mottled dead leaves, flying and churning.

It is said that autumn is a nostalgic season, and sure enough, the words of the predecessors are not false at all, no, Zhao Zhaozheng at this moment fell into infinite reverie.

After returning home, it was already a little more than 20:30 at night, Zhao Zhao had boiled a basin of footwater for his father, and then received a call from his younger brother in Beijing.

"Hello? Sister. ”

"Well, you're off work?"

"Yes, where did you and Dad go today, how is Dad doing, isn't he feeling unwell?"

"Dad's fine, let's go out for a walk today."

"Well, I'll have a vacation in a while, and I'll go home to see you and my dad then."

On the phone, Zhao Xun once again emphasized the problem of his younger brother finding a partner.

Although he knew that his younger brother would be sad or escape, he still had to face it after all, so Zhao Xun could only ask his younger brother with his head awake.

Since the last Lisa, my brother hasn't talked about girls, let alone girlfriends.

Lisa's father has his father's helplessness, and in fact, his younger brother can't say that he can give Lisa what she wants.

Under Zhao Xun's repeated questioning, the younger brother had to talk about Lisa on the phone, of course, they have no contact now, and the later things are only what the younger brother saw in Lisa's circle of friends.

Zhao Xun learned that Lisa finally put on her favorite wedding dress and married a man who could cook Chinese food, and she finally became someone else's bride.

Lisa didn't send her brother a wedding invitation, and the brother said he felt a little lost because he had loved before.

The younger brother said that he couldn't tell where they took the wedding photos, in short, Lisa in the photo is very beautiful, beautiful like words, beautiful like a fairy, like the person in the painting.

The man standing next to Lisa was tall and mighty, like a Chinese, but not like a Chinese, he did not surround Lisa, nor did he hug Lisa.

The younger brother said he didn't know if it was for the artistic effect of the photo or if it was really the distance between them.

Zhao Xun knows, in fact, even now, his younger brother is still waiting for Lisa to come back.

The younger brother didn't @Lisa, didn't like it, and didn't chat about Lisa privately, but just wrote a sentence in the comments at the bottom:

"Some people want to travel around the world with you, some people want to kiss and hug you high, and I just want to accompany you with firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, if one day, you are a new wife, please don't forget that marrying you was my lifelong dream."

The younger brother said that he didn't know if Lisa could see this meagre comment among the many wedding wishes, and if she could, the younger brother hoped that she would reply to him with a smile.

If not, the younger brother will definitely go to her.

Zhao Xun said that she may not understand the helplessness and entanglement in her brother's heart very well.

Zhao Xun said that her first memory of love was from the old couple she met when she was treating her father.

In their time, they did not experience the slowness of carriages and horses, nor did they experience the most primitive appearance of love.

But when they were 60 years old, they met each other and then fell in love, and grandma said that she only hoped that their days would slow down from now on, and change very slowly......

She just wants to spend a little more time with her grandfather, a little more.

Zhao Xun doesn't know what role Lisa plays in his brother's world, but now, they may be friends, passers-by, or strangers.