Chapter Ninety-Six: The Door

Returning home is an eternal issue for Chinese.

Everyone who goes out, whether he has lived outside in magnificence, or in rags, whether he has lived outside in magnificence, or calm and waveless; It doesn't matter if the home is happy and harmonious, or a mess, or whether the home is full of gold and jade, or the family is surrounded by walls; Eventually, he would always miss and want to go back and see.

The fallen leaves return to the roots, and the fox dies on the hill.

Zhengfanshi hadn't been home for seven or eight years, and when he arrived in the village, he suddenly had a sour nose.

"Lao Tzu is a generation of immortals, immortal people, how can he want to cry!" Zhengfan Shi said to himself secretly.

This is a big village, and there are few people who know Zhengfanshi, and few people know him.

A playmate when he was a child, forget it, how can a withdrawn person like Zhengfanshi have any playmates.

Fortunately, he withdrew more than 1,000 yuan from the ATM in advance, and his pockets were bulging, and his father was eagerly looking forward to him making a lot of money - how could there be a little financial return after a few years of college!

There are no changes to the house.

The barking of dogs that used to be is gone.

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"After so many years, it's back, what kind of work, can you be so busy, you still keep it secret on the phone, what's confidential, let's change jobs!" Mother babbled.

"How much is it a month, after so many years, I don't know how to send some money to my family, and when I come home, I don't even have a cigarette! Other people's children know to send money home! The father took a sip of wine, "I don't understand anything at all!" ”

"Actually, I didn't find a stable job!" Zheng Fanshi took a bite of the steamed bun, and then took a bunch of fried rotten cowpeas with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth, "It's just doing some odd jobs!" Sort of a freelancer! ”

It's half the truth, at least, he doesn't know what the real job is like and what the experience is, because after he graduated from college, he really didn't have a regular job for a long time, and spent more time looking for a job.

"I've been reading for so long, it's useless, I haven't earned any money, what kind of book I read, I'm a mouse! - "The more I drank the wine in my father's cup, the less I drank it, and the more and more ugly words in my mouth, "CNND, it's not productive, it's better to farm at home, after running outside for so long, it's better to farm!" ”

"What to read, as soon as Fan Shi came back, he started to read!" Mother persuaded on the side.

"Oh? I studied for so long, it didn't work at all, and it cost me so much money for so long to go back home, don't you call it a call? Father's voice suddenly became louder, and he put the drinking glass on the table heavily, making a loud noise, and the stone that smashed it trembled in his heart.

"What are you arguing about!" Zheng Fanshi was angry, "You just came back, you were noisy!" What do you want to do?"

"What are you going to do, what are you calling?" Father slammed his hand on the table.

The storm suddenly stopped.

The three of them continued to eat.

"After eating in a while, go to your sister's house and buy something!" Mother said.

"Hmm!" Zhengfanshi agreed obediently, glanced at his mother's red eyes, and knew that his mother had gone out to wipe her tears just now.

After eating and brushing the bowl, Zhengfanshi rode an electric car to his sister's house.

My sister secretly stuffed him with five hundred yuan.

He quietly placed it on the kang again.

When I got home, I saw my father's sad face again.

I really don't want to be at home at all.

He was angry that he didn't sleep all night and baked cakes in bed.

"Cluck-"

It's been a long time since I've heard a rooster crow, and since I went to the city to study, the sound of the rooster crow is blurry in my memory.

There was a sound outside, it was the parents who were going to get up early to work in the fields, and in the summer, they had to get up early to work in the fields, and when the weather was cool and the sun was getting hot, they would go home for breakfast—many times breakfast and lunch together.

"Mortal stone—" came the mother's voice.

"Why do you call him? Let him sleep, after taking the train for so long, he hasn't rested during the day, he must be very tired, let him have a good rest! The father whispered to the mother.

"Now I know that I hurt the child, and I was still there yesterday!" Mother chuckled under her breath.

"Go, go, go, go to the ground, where is all this nonsense! It's been so long, and I'm going to have to finish the shoots in the field today! ”

Another burst of soot.

Then the door opens and closes again.

There was a moment of silence.

Zhengfanshi sat up, in fact, he didn't feel tired.

"Let's go and help in the fields!" Zheng Fanshi thought about it, although he didn't want to work in the field, the cotton sticks would never be finished, it was really endless green despair.

But he didn't know where his house was.

But he can follow the smell of his parents to find it, who made his five senses far beyond normal people now, although not as powerful as giant Ruohei, but in such a small place, the modified body still has many advantages.

I cleaned up and was about to go out.

The phone rang.

"Why so early?" Zhengfanshi saw that it was Huang Yankuo calling.

"Carry at least five thousand dollars with you, go to the bus station in the city before ten o'clock, I'll wait for you, there is something important! Come on! Huang Yankuo's voice came from the phone, "I wanted to call you yesterday, thinking that you finally went home, so I stayed up until now to call you!" I haven't slept all night! ”

"Got it! I'll clean up! Zheng Fanshi hung up the phone.

There must be news in the heart, otherwise Huang Yankuo would not be so excited. Zheng Fanshi thought.

He looked at the time, it was already five o'clock, and there was plenty of time. Yu Shi walked to the bank ATM and withdrew 5,000 yuan.

When I got home, I wrote down the password of my bank card on a piece of paper and put it on the kang where my parents were sleeping.

I drank another glass of water, ate two cold leek buns, went to the toilet, and then went out.

I took out my mobile phone and wanted to make a call, but after thinking about it, I didn't know what to say, saying that I was going out because of something at work, or what?

But he still stubbornly pulled out his mother's mobile phone, saying that he had an urgent matter at work and wanted to go back, and then hung up the phone at the sound of his father's scolding.

When he arrived at the station, it was just after 8 o'clock.

However, Huang Yankuo was already waiting there.

"Brother Feng called, I told him that he didn't need to call you, I'll go with you!"

"Oh, what's the matter?" Although Zheng Fanshi guessed eight or nine and ten, he hoped to get a formal answer.

"It's a matter of inner self!" Huang Yankuo said.

"Oh!" Zheng Fanshi didn't ask any more, he wanted to ask something, but he didn't know what to ask.

The two talked about the situation at home again.

It turned out that Huang Yankuo's treatment was not much better than himself.

Zheng Fan Shi was suddenly relieved.

A person who has been out for many years, has not earned any money, has not had a stable job, and has not returned home for many years - this is a typical lack of interest, and now when he returns home, he is going home to beg for scolding!

"Are you saying that Brother Feng has contacted other uncles who are at ease?" Zheng Fanshi was very curious, because the general altar said that several masters and many brothers who were at ease in the heart had accidents, and the news of other uncles, Uncle Shoufang had not told him, nor had other brothers said it, and every time he asked, everyone turned the conversation around.

"Brother Feng didn't say it, he just said it was a family matter." Huang Yankuo shook his head.

"Do you think it's better to have a good family, or is it better to have a general altar?" Zheng Fanshi suddenly asked Huang Yankuo.

"Come in the door, go to the corpse!" Huang Yankuo frowned and stared at Zheng Fanshi's eyes.