took Professor Dai's hitchhike and returned to Dongfeng Town. Siyuan Riverside, riverside garden, where is the old residence of the former Wen family.

Professor Dai wanted to send the two of them home all the time, but Wen Xinwu still declined, "Professor Dai, I won't say much about thanks, it's not far here, I haven't seen you for five years, it's changed a lot, I want to walk with my son." ”

For this reason, Professor Dai didn't say much else, waved goodbye to the father and son, and drove home alone.

On the bank of the Siyuan River, Wen Xinwu was silent for a long time.

Wen Xiaocheng's ability to observe words and colors combined with his high-speed brain can almost be used as a mind reading technique, but looking at his father at this moment, he can vaguely feel the sigh in his father's heart, but he can't attribute it to words.

Five years ago, five years later.

Bungalows, small courtyards, high-rise buildings, gardens, here is buried a fresh life, and five years of their own time.

Serving five years in prison and being out of touch with society for five years, the changes in the past five years cannot be said to be earth-shaking, but they are also novel enough for Wen Xinwu, "Red Star Daji has become like this now? I remember that it used to be in the open air. ”

"What year did you have to do that? You have already entered the market, but now this greenhouse will be demolished, and these merchants will be driven to the mall to sell stalls. ”

"Then I'll go back and ask a friend to see if I can rent a stall with a good location, and tell you son, if I don't want to teach, I must be a good cook, and when I'm in it, I say cooking, I can drool what those guys say, it's drooling, it's really saliva......!

"Dad, you don't know yet, do you? Now your identity is the CEO of a decoration company, to say the least, it is a net worth of 2 million, and you say you want to sell cooked food?"

Wen Xinwu was stunned, he was closed in prison, and the previous meetings mainly talked about the case, and the matter of preparing for the establishment of a decoration company was never mentioned to him.

"That's the case, didn't I get a full score in the Olympiad? This is famous, and then I made an endorsement for an education and training institution, earned 2 million, took out this money, and opened a decoration company with Tiger Master, foreign thief, Lu Songyan, I am the largest shareholder, but I am not old enough, so this president can only be you!"

Wen Xinwu didn't speak for a long time, he knew his son's interest, but he didn't expect it to come to this point, this demonic child, how can he discipline his parents?

"Actually, I think I can also develop a lot when I go to sauce pig's trotters or something, it turns out that I am quite talented in this area, but because of studying and being a teacher, I was delayed!"

"Dad, I can't stop you from being happy when you say that, you go to rent a stall to sell meat, and fulfill your butcher dream, who made you your father? My small broken company, it doesn't matter, it's only a registered capital of 2 million, how can it compare to your food processing group? Your business, just a stall costs more than 2,000 a month, right?"

Wen Xinwu was a little overwhelmed by his son, so he gave Xiao Cheng a kick with a smile, Xiao Cheng flashed lightly, and said with a smile: "You should have been before, now you can't kick me!"

The two of them ran on the road, the other chased, and Wen Xinwu, who was in his forties, disregarded the majesty of being a father, and quarreled with his son.

"Laojing Village, after moving out of the old house, my grandmother and I rented a house here, the village is all idle houses, there are more dogs than people, the rent here is cheap, it is not far from my school, I have lived here for five years, and I also have feelings. ”

The village is not a community, and there is no fence, but there is a small dirt road down the main road, a small alley more than one person wide on both sides, and a low bungalow on each side. The old house on the bank of the Siyuan River was also a bungalow, but it was also a big gate, and compared with the inn in the scenic area, it was not much to give, and here, at first glance, it was a rural area, and the atmosphere of dilapidated and backward came to the face, because of the migration of population, there were almost no people.

Wen Xinwu had never been to Laojing Village, but because he had his mother in the house not far away, he still had a sense of homesickness.

The dilapidated villages, the low bungalows, the fences made of half-broken bricks, and the rusty iron gates ajar, Wen Xinwu stepped into the courtyard, and saw his mother, who was beating the futon with a feather duster with her back to the gate.

"Mom, I'm back......"

Five words, Wen Xinwu's eyes turned red.

Mom, the old lady's movements stopped, the hand holding the feather duster trembled slightly, and she slowly turned around, only to see that her son with short hair had entered the yard, and in five years, the son has also seen his old age.

"Mom!...... Unfilial piety!"

Wen Xinwu couldn't control it anymore, he fell to the ground with a pop, knelt and crawled a few steps, and when he got close to his mother, he hugged the old lady's knees, crying silently, crying like a wronged child.

"I'll go to the entrance of the village to get a bottle of soy sauce...... Xiao Cheng couldn't see this scene, so he casually found an excuse to run away.

The five years in prison have been like years, and how can a mother outside be not? While remembering the child in prison, she has to run around like she has to earn her life, pulling Xiao Cheng, who is only 10 years old. In his sixties, he still pedaled on three wheels, ran to the county seat more than ten kilometers away to sell sugar gourds, and he couldn't get home until eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening to eat......

"Mom!" Wen Xinwu cried, "My son is not filial!"

The sky-high civil compensation, the heavy burden of life, because of his own impulse, are all pressed on his mother alone, it is this thin and rickety body that has held up the door of the Wen family for himself, how bitter and difficult it has been in the past five years, the old man has no one to complain about his grievances, while looking forward to his grandson growing up day by day, while calculating the days, calculating whether he can live until the day his son is released from prison......

Mother is old......

"Mom......" cried and turned into a sad whimper, in five years, there were too many grievances in my heart, and there were too many worries......

In contrast, the old lady's mood was quite stable, and she gently patted her son's shoulder, "Wuzi, get up, just come back, my son didn't steal or rob, even if it is a crime, the crime committed is decent, not ashamed!"

Picking up her son, the old lady tilted her head and looked carefully, Wen Xinwu, who was in his early forties, had slightly dyed sideburns with frost, and it had been hard for the past five years, but fortunately, everything was over.

"Son, go wash your face, let's eat!"

......

Outside the two alleys, Xiao Cheng, dressed in a suit of seven or eight hundred, was leaning against the dirty earthen wall, and the figure who followed the road had already been discovered. The figure who has been haunted by dreams for five years, how many times I woke up from a dream, I couldn't help but hide in the quilt and cry, until that day, I heard her voice on the phone, and I knew that she was not very far from herself.

On the day her father was released, she came back - Zhou Qingyan, Xiaocheng's mother.

Two alleys away, my father was in the yard, crying and shouting, "Mom! I'm back!"

And myself, but can't!

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This sentence "children are not filial" can be shouted in front of their mothers, instead of saying it when they go to the grave, which is already the greatest happiness. Today, on the first day of March, ask for a tip.