"Hey, why are you back?"

Seeing that Taeyang was back again, the neighbor's aunt asked.

"I don't have a car to get out."

Taeyang subconsciously lied? Why lie. If you don't lie, do you want to say to this neighbor who doesn't have a good relationship that he is "born to die" or "die to life" or something, and he also caused a car accident?

"Fortunately, you didn't go out, I heard them say that the Laoshan Road and Bridge broke this morning, the shuttle bus fell down the mountain, and the whole car died!"

"Huh?" Taeyang was speechless.

"You don't even know?"

"Well, I don't know!"

After Taiyang returned home and put away his bag, he borrowed a motorcycle from his uncle. Ten minutes or so later, he arrived at the home of the only bus in the village. The shuttle bus he got out on this morning stopped quietly in front of the house. He was already worried in his heart, but at this time he was even more afraid.

He knocked on the door tremblingly, and in a few moments, someone opened the door.

"Why didn't the car go out today?"

He wanted to ask why the car was still here. It is no problem to ask either of these two questions. But what is meant to be expressed is very different.

"We have something in the village today, and he went to help! Excuse me! ”

"It's fine!"

If it had been placed in the past, he would have commented in his heart that this proprietress (the driver's family also opened a commissary) is quite service-minded.

"Are you going out?" The proprietress asked suddenly.

"Yes, yes!" Taeyang was shocked. Could it be that this lady knows something? He remembered that the old man had said that the whole car was dead...... Don't...... Don't...... Taeyang didn't dare to look into the eyes of the proprietress . He tried his best to hide his fear.

"I see that you came down on a motorcycle, and you can call someone to pull you to Da Ao to take a ride!" The proprietress kindly reminded.

"Boss, don't you know that Lao Shan overturned today?" Taeyang asked cautiously.

"Huh? When was this? ”

"Just this morning."

"I didn't know!"

Nothing seems to be a problem. Taeyang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After saying goodbye to the proprietress as if he was running away, he drove back on his motorcycle.

On the way back, Taiyang drove very slowly. All he was thinking about at this time was whether the overturned shuttle bus that his aunt said had anything to do with him.

Is this the price?

Beep beep beep!

The rapid sound of the horn made Taiyang startled, and if he didn't pay attention, the nose of the plane was not stable, and he almost drove downhill. Taeyang looked at the motorcycle in the distance in horror, gasping for breath. Suddenly, the motorcycle folded back.

"Are you alright?" The driver asked after taking off his hood.

This person, Taiyang doesn't know. Taeyang let out a big breath and shook his head.

"Is it really okay?"

Sitting in the back, a woman also took off her hood and asked.

"Uh-huh!" After Taeyang coughed, "It's really fine!" ”

"Dude, look at you out of shape!" The man said, "I drove a little faster just now, but you won't blow so many horns and not give way, and you won't react until you hit it." ”

"Ahh Is that so? He didn't pay attention just now, since others said this, and he was just a little scared, it was really nothing, "I'm sorry, I just got distracted." ”

"Dude, you can't drive like this!"

"Concentrate on driving in the future!"

……

Taeyang had already tried his best to concentrate his attention. But he was still in a bit of a trance about how he got home. After returning home, he told his uncle about the overturning of the old mountain. I didn't expect the uncle's news to be quite well-informed. From the mouth of the uncle, he knew that the police had come up and made sure that no one in the car survived. It was preliminarily determined that the cause of the accident was the flood caused by heavy rain two days ago and the bridge was broken today due to the continuous collision. But many people disagree with this result.

Taeyang suddenly remembered that when he passed by the bridge when he came back yesterday, a thought flashed through his mind.

Will the bridge break suddenly......

Thinking of this, he suddenly shook his head violently, as if he wanted to shake off something.

No way, no way.

No way, no way.

Is this really the price?

"Why is your face so ugly? Scared? Uncle shook his head in Taiyang, and then looked at him. So he watched Taeyang's face become ugly. Pale? Face like ashes? It is not an exaggeration to describe Taiyang's face at this time.

"How many people are in the car?" Taeyang adjusted his mind for a moment and asked after feeling a little more relaxed.

"More than a dozen! Twelve, or fourteen. ”

"Plus the driver?"

"Seems so!"

"So much." Taeyang tried to keep his fears in check and not let them explode. But in reality he wanted to vent that fear. But he knew he couldn't vent. You can only control it with all your might.

"What's the solution, such a big flood, such a high bridge."

……

Near noon, Taeyang's father returned. I came back from working in the fields. I also came back with a lot of various things. He had never felt so dear to his father. I don't know when he hasn't hugged his father, and there doesn't seem to be a picture of his father hugging him in his memory. But at this moment, how he wanted to hug his father.

Because he didn't have a key (it seems that he rarely took the key to the house since he was in junior high school), Taeyang had been at his uncle's house before. Because I couldn't get in and didn't cook. My father and mother have worked hard all their lives, and my sister has her own family and children, but they still have to be busy with their studies. The father had a busy early morning and had to cook for himself when he got home. Taiyang thought about it, his heart was sour, and his tears naughtily wanted to run out of his eyes. Fortunately, Taeyang was witty, and just snorted, and the tears were scared back.

After helping my father bring back to the house all the food and food that he couldn't eat, he prepared to cook on the fire. At this time, the father asked:

"Don't have a car to get out?"

"Hmm!"

Taeyang wanted to continue, but what was he going to say?

I originally thought of a statement, but I wanted him to say directly, "It's so scary, the shuttle overturned today"? But he couldn't say anything.

There were already very few words between father and son, and it was even more impossible to talk more at this time.

After lunch, Taeyang still left the house by hitchhiking. If none of these things happen, having a ride will definitely make him happy and save money. But this time I didn't, and I went to the county seat from another road with a heavy heart and caught the evening train.

Once again, I felt like I was coming home to a familiar city. Grief is really going backwards. I didn't go home for half a year, and I just went back for one night during the summer vacation and left. gave birth to him and raised his hometown, but he became a passerby. And he is just a small mayfly hidden in the sea of the city.