With his bags on his back, Hao Jian embarked on the journey home. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He had been squeezing the bus for several hours, the weather was very hot, there were so many people, and the car was so crowded that he was sweating all over. So he gradually slowed down his pace.

Along the way, every part of his hometown is full of memories that belong to him. Streets, communes, schools, kiosks.

This is a winding rural pastoral cement road, this cement road is not very smooth, people walking on the cement road, will feel particularly difficult. However, Hao Jian's heart was full of joy at this moment.

The sunset is gradually slanting, and the sunset on the horizon is the most pink, which looks very good. But the weather is not cooler, it is always hot and muggy.

Hao Jian stopped, stopping at the place where he had studied. He stood outside the walls of an elementary school building, and when he looked inside, there were five school buildings in total.

Hao Jian still remembers that with the basketball court as the boundary, on the left side of the basketball court are a teaching building for primary school students, a teaching building for junior high school students, and a teaching building for kindergarten children.

There are two tall buildings on the right side of the basketball court, one is a large canteen and the other is a dormitory. On the lowest floor of the dormitory, there is a window next to the door, which is a small store, which is a place for everyone to grab snacks and snacks after class.

The outermost is a three-story school building. This school building looks old, and the tiles on both sides are red and white, and the traces of wind and rain left on it are obvious.

There was no sound of reading in the teaching building, and it seemed that they had already finished school at six o'clock in the evening.

From Hao Jian's view, it is a school playground, and on both sides of the playground are simple basketball hoops. There were a few junior high school students in school uniforms on both sides playing basketball, and the game was in full swing, Hao Jian suddenly began to envy them a little, they were still so young and energetic, and they were full of vitality.

"It's hot." Hao Jian dragged his suitcase, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank it gurgling. Most of the bottles of mineral water went down to his stomach, and he felt cold all over his body, and the summer heat only dropped slightly.

Hao Jian is thinking in his heart about what to buy for his parents to go back, what to buy?

Looking around, he suddenly swept over the beer bottles in the outermost row of the school commissary, and he looked overjoyed: "By the way, didn't Dad like to drink before?" Drinking liquor hurts his body, so I carry him a beer back to cool it down. ”

Speaking of this commissary, when he used to study, the proprietress of the commissary was still a beautiful and simple aunt. Her nickname seems to be He Xiaohong, and he forgot her real name. At that time, the children in the class who often went to the commissary to buy things affectionately called her: "Aunt Little Red Riding Hood." ”

Aunt Little Red Riding Hood likes to chat with the uncles and aunts in the canteen when she has nothing to do, talk about parental etiquette, and chat about gossip and the like. or chasing TV series, or helping Teacher Li in kindergarten to take the children when he is free. Hao Jian remembered that at that time, Teacher Li taught them to fold thousands of paper cranes, and Aunt Little Red Riding Hood praised him for learning quickly and folding well.

The uncles and aunts in the cafeteria also often get together to rub mahjong and drink tea in the mahjong parlor next to the commissary. But the most is after dinner, talk about which child is good at reading and has the first place in the exam, or which teacher teaches well and the average score of the class is particularly high.

Hao Jian stood his suitcase in front of the windowsill, walked up the steps, propped his hands on the windowsill and stretched out his head to look inside, and found that there was no one inside, and there were all kinds of snacks everywhere in this room. Spicy aroma.

It is estimated that Aunt Little Red Riding Hood is busy in the back room again or playing mahjong next door.

However, it turned out that she should be watching TV in the back room, because Hao Jian heard the classic Qiong Yao drama lines, and felt that she was idle at home watching Zhu Gege. It's a classic!

"Aunt Little Red Riding Hood is not home?" Hao Jian politely knocked on the glass window and said politely, "I'll buy something." ”

He waited for a long time and no one answered, and Hao Jian repeated: "Hey, is there anyone in the commissary?" I'm going to buy something. ”

"Sister He Xiaohong, what are you doing?! Someone out there is shopping! Come out and have a look. At this time, a sweeping aunt who was cleaning the fallen leaves on the campus shouted loudly inside. Auntie's voice was so loud that it was estimated that the whole building could hear it.

Hao Jian turned around and found that the person who came was a sweeping aunt wearing yellow overalls, the wrinkles on her face were very obvious, but it looked very simple, it was estimated that she was new to the school, and she had been in school for more than ten years, even if she knew each other, Hao Jian was not impressed.

"Young man, you're here to buy something, huh?" The aunt was looking him up and down, and then showed two rows of snow-white teeth and smiled at him with a big grin.

Hao Jian touched his head awkwardly, smiled back at her, and said, "That's right." Auntie, the weather is too hot, I plan to buy a box of beer for my old man to quench his thirst. ”

"It's a hot day." The aunt put down the broom, walked over and smiled at Hao Jian, and said, "Hehe, young man, your voice is too quiet, remember to be like me next time." ”

"Well, got it, thank you, auntie." Hao Jian thanked his aunt, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and drank the remaining half of the bottle of mineral water in his hand.

"Sister He Xiaohong, you hurry up and come out, what are you busy with, there are people outside who want to buy something. If you don't come out again, people will leave! The eldest aunt howled, and when she heard movement inside, she buried her head and continued to sweep the floor.

"It's coming, it's coming out right away." At this time, a white-skinned aunt who was a little chubby and chubby came out of the back room, with heavy dark circles under her eyes, but her eyes were relatively large, and she looked like she hadn't slept well last night.

Hao Jian looked at her and felt that the years were really unforgiving, and the white young aunt back then had now become a white and fat aunt. I don't know if she still remembers the stupid boy of the Hao family who often came to sell snacks back then.

"Yo, you're here to buy something? What are you going to buy, boy? He Xiaohong looked at Hao Jian and felt a little familiar. But he can't seem to remember who he is. However, since he knew his nickname, he must have been a student here before.

"That's right. Aunt Little Red Riding Hood. Hao Jian pointed to the beer on the table in front of the window, took out a hundred yuan and handed it to her, and said, "I'll buy a beer and go back." ”

"Okay, you wait here for me for a while, and I'll go into the house and help you carry one out." The woman took the money succinctly, checked the authenticity, and then put it in her pocket, went to the back room to find some change for Hao Jian, and came out with an unopened new beer crate.