Behind Zhang Cheng, there was a woman less than thirty, wearing a light blue dress, like a fragrant lily, carrying a vegetable basket at this time, looking at Zhang Cheng with a smile.

This woman is a beautiful memory that has appeared in countless dreams, but cannot be touched.

"What's wrong? Don't know your mom anymore? The woman tilted her head, smiled and stretched out her fingers, and flicked Zhang Cheng's brain.

"Mom...... Is it really you? Zhang Cheng stretched out his hand tremblingly, grabbed his mother's wrist, felt the warm feeling from his palm, instantly couldn't suppress his emotions, hugged his mother and cried.

"This kid ...... What's going on today? ”

Zhang's mother was hugged tightly, and seemed a little overwhelmed, and after a long while, she rubbed Zhang Cheng's head and asked worriedly, "Did you be bullied at school?" ”

"It's okay...... I...... I just miss you. Zhang Cheng couldn't cry, but he never let go.

"I'm in high school, why do I still look like a child." Mother Zhang gently patted Zhang Cheng's back and said softly, "Let's go, go home with my mother......"

Go home......

Zhang Cheng's heart trembled again, and his heart was confused for a while.

What the hell is going on?

Everything has gone back to more than ten years ago, but only I haven't changed.

Don't...... Was everything before it a dream?

My parents are still alive, but I haven't died at all?

He didn't dare to think about it, or he didn't want to think about it, he just looked up at his mother's familiar and unfamiliar face, and nodded heavily, "Okay, go home!" ”

The same dilapidated stairway, the same rusty iron pipe handrails.

Zhang Cheng doesn't know how many times he has been up and down from here, but this time he has a different feeling.

What makes a home called a home......

That's because there are relatives here, otherwise...... It's just a few cold houses, a grave for memories.

Zhang Cheng carried the vegetable basket in one hand and his mother in the other, went up to the sixth floor and opened an iron door.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhang Cheng saw a man in a vest and shorts, sitting on a rattan chair with a grin, drinking Blue Sword beer while watching the World Cup game.

The TV commentator was very excited, announcing that Brazil had won the 2002 World Cup in Japan and South Korea.

"What a German tank, it's too cowardly!" The man cursed and muttered, and when he heard the door knock, he immediately turned his head.

"Little bunny! You know it's back! What about exam transcripts? ”

"Dad......" Zhang Cheng looked at the other party in a daze, and suddenly pounced and hugged the man's neck tightly.

"What's going on?" Zhang's father was startled and wanted to break free, but found that Zhang Cheng was hugging him very tightly and was about to suffocate.

"Stink...... Stinky Boy...... Aren't you going to fail the exam? Isn't it okay if Dad doesn't scold you? Hurry up and let go! ”

Zhang Cheng reluctantly let go of his hand, wiped the tears on his face, and said with red eyes: "Dad...... Mother...... I will definitely listen to you in the future, don't leave me, okay? ”

"This kid ...... What the hell is going on? Zhang's father was stunned for a long time, turned his head to look at Zhang's mother, and asked worriedly, "Did you get stimulated by something at school?" ”

"I don't know, I just met him downstairs and that's it......" Zhang's mother also looked at Zhang Cheng with a puzzled expression, "Why don't you find a doctor to take a look?" ”

"I'm fine...... Zhang Cheng stood up, squeezed out a smile, lifted the food basket and went into the kitchen.

"Rest well, I'll cook today."

Watching Zhang Cheng disappear into the kitchen, Zhang's father and mother looked at each other, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Although he lost his ghostly body, the cooking skills he had accumulated in the past are still there.

Zhang Cheng spent a lot of thought on this meal, but he didn't eat a bite.

He just sat in his chair, chin propped up as he watched his parents gobble up in amazement and contentment.

"This kid ...... I don't know when I learned this hand, this craft...... It's time to catch up with the chefs in the restaurant! Father Zhang's mouth was stuffed with food, and he muttered in surprise.

"I'm not genetic, even if I can't get into college in the future, our son can be a chef with this skill!" Mother Zhang was also full of smiles.

"How can this work?" As soon as he heard this, Zhang's father immediately slapped his chopsticks on the table and said loudly: "Studying is the way out, our son will go to college in the future!" ”

"Yes, yes......" Zhang's mother didn't argue with Zhang's father, but just looked at Zhang Cheng with a smile, "Look at your stupid son, what are you looking at?" Don't hurry up and eat! ”

"I'm not hungry...... Zhang Cheng shook his head and muttered: "I will do whatever you say, I will study hard in the future, be admitted to university, and fight for you." ”

"That's right! This is my Zhang family's species! Be ambitious! When Zhang's father heard this, his face was immediately full of joy and he laughed.

The sumptuous dinner ended in a pleasant and warm atmosphere, and Zhang's mother forcibly pressed Zhang Cheng on the chair and cleaned it up by herself with the dishes and chopsticks.

"Son, for the sake of your good behavior today, let's go out and play for a while, but remember to come back early to go to bed, I have to go to school tomorrow." Zhang's father hiccuped and waved his hand at Zhang Cheng.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying at home with you." Zhang Cheng shook his head and sat down beside his father.

Father Zhang blinked and asked, "What are you doing today?" Is someone bullying you? You tell your dad, and dad will teach him a lesson! ”

Zhang Cheng smiled and didn't say much, and after his mother cleaned up, he got up and went to the bathroom to fetch two basins of water and put them at his parents' feet.

Under the surprised gaze of Zhang's father and mother, Zhang Cheng slowly took off their shoes and socks, tested the water temperature, and then put his parents' feet in and carefully scrubbed them with a towel, moving gently and carefully, as if holding the most precious thing in the world.

The night passed like this, Zhang Cheng returned to his cabin, lay on the bed, his eyes open, staring at the empty ceiling, as if in a daze, as if thinking about something.

In fact, if you really want to say it, your previous experience is really like a dream, and everything in front of you is the real reality.

If this continues, I should be able to get into college, and then after graduation, I will find a decent job, get married, have children, and share the joy of family with my parents.

This kind of life is actually quite good......

After experiencing hardships and twists and turns, I know the value of the ordinary.

Being able to go through life peacefully is actually a kind of luck......

Early the next morning, Zhang Cheng got up early and wanted to go downstairs to buy some breakfast and wait for his parents to get up to eat.

But when he went downstairs, he sent down that the streets were empty, and the streets that had been noisy yesterday were silent at this time.

Zhang Cheng rubbed his eyes, but he hadn't slept all night, and he actually felt a little tired.

Staggered to the door of the bun shop and found that the door was open, but there was no one inside.

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