Meng Shi hung up the phone, his mood was much better, this father still did some personnel after all.

I went downstairs and ate a bowl of white porridge with light salt added to Sister Lin, and then ate the last pack of pills under her gaze.

Sister Lin looked at Meng Shi and said, "Go and stay with me for two days, didn't you say that you have a good relationship with Yu, help me take care of her, now she doesn't listen to me at all, sometimes I really want to whip her like I did back then." ”

Meng Shi???

"I'm ...... something"

Before Meng Shi finished speaking, Sister Lin immediately glared at him with her eyes, and her hand was still about to move.

This is to vent the anger accumulated in the fish's body on him!

Meng Shi shrank his head, "You and Brother Nian are really sisters and brothers, why are you so anxious, I want to go home, not run out again." ”

Sister Lin was relieved when she heard Meng Shi say that he was going home, "I'm really afraid that you will go to Sijiu City without a sound." ”

"Go back, go back!"

Sister Lin, who had just asked Meng Shi to be a guest at her house, immediately came to a Sichuan opera face.

She ran upstairs with her hands and feet neatly and carried Meng Shi's luggage down.

Hurriedly asked Meng Shi to put the computer bag on his back, then stuffed the guitar bag and handbag into his hand, and then grabbed Meng Shi's wrist tightly, and shouted to the backyard: "Uh-huh!" Hmmm! ”

Meng Shi looked helplessly at his tightly held wrist, and said weakly, "I caught the thief!" Come on! Don't let him run away! ”

"Sister, I can go back by myself, and I won't run anymore, so you can stop."

"Well, I'm not here, I'll go back with you."

Sister Lin has always had a good relationship with Meng Shi's mother, and after she was excited, she began to disbelieve Meng Shi's words.

She knew that Meng Shi had not made a single call home in the past two years.

She even thought for a while that Meng Shi was going to follow the old path of her uncle.

"I went back this time to kowtow to my old mother to apologize, you save me some face, so don't watch."

"Really?"

"Really."

Meng Shihao said that Sister Lin gave up the idea of escorting him home in person.

"Why don't you have lunch before you leave?"

"You should be more sincere in tone, and don't keep your eyes on the direction where the bus is coming."

"You talk a lot, alas, the car is coming! Master park, park! ”

Meng Shi was going home honestly, and Sister Lin was a little out of shape with joy.

To get from Yaoshan Village to Yangjiang County, you need to take a bus to Qingshui Town first, and then transfer to a shuttle bus to Yangjiang from the passenger transportation center.

In fact, there is another route, directly take a bus to Chengkang Village next door, and then walk for two minutes to the county road, where there is a shuttle bus to Yangjiang passing by, just stretch out your hand to stop.

Not only will you save a few bucks, but you'll also be able to do it in a faster time.

However, Meng Shi was used to taking the bus from the starting point to the end point, so he did not get off at Chengkang Village halfway, but sat directly at the Qingshui Passenger Transport Center.

"Ahh Just got on the bus to Yangjiang, Meng Shi sneezed.

Damn, it's starting to sneeze.

Meng Shi rubbed his nose, looked at the drizzle outside the car window, and muttered in his heart, 'A cold can't get better for several days, it seems to be a kidney... tvi… It's a weak body, and I need to exercise more next. ’

Twenty minutes later, the shuttle bus arrived at the end point - Yangjiang.

Meng Shi took cold medicine and slept in a daze in the car, but the aunt who sold the ticket came to wake him up.

Looking out the window, I don't know when the rain stopped.

As soon as one foot stepped off the bus, several tricycles surrounded him by "hula".

This is a characteristic of the county, and there are tricycles waiting at all stations, just like taxis in stations in big cities.

This tricycle is somewhat similar to the rickshaw of the old Shangdu, with a roof and seats.

By the way, in Sijiu City, you can also see this kind of tricycle when you visit the lake and the alley, but that one is expensive.

Meng Shi walked to the side of a car with his bag, stepped up with one foot, and asked, "How much does it cost for the master to go to Qingjiang Community?" ”

The tricycle master is an uncle in his fifties.

He wore a sweat towel around his neck, a big red eagle in his mouth, and stretched out his thumb and index finger to gesticulate, "Eight pieces." ”

Meng Shi withdrew his feet and looked unhappy: "It only takes a few minutes for me to walk, and it will cost me eight yuan!" ”

Without waiting for the tricycle master to refute, Meng Shi said in Yangjiang local dialect: "You are killing me as a foreigner." ”

The master who pedaled the three wheels was obviously a little dissatisfied with Meng Shi saying that he killed outsiders, and said: "Now it is eight yuan in the Qinghe community, and you have a big bag and a small bag......

It's nonsense to say that luggage, this tricycle is equipped with a small motor, and it doesn't need manpower.

"You just see that I'm young, and it's a few minutes away for eight dollars, and kill me as a foreigner." After Meng Shi finished speaking, he turned his head and left.

"Hey, forget it, I'll take you for six dollars."

The master hurriedly pulled Meng Shi back.

Meng Shi, who cut down two yuan, got into the car, and sighed that the people's hearts are not ancient, and it is said that during this time, Yangjiang wants to fight for prefecture-level cities, which is enough to choke.

Driving a tricycle costs you two more yuan, and it delays the promotion to a prefecture-level city?

The tricycle master, if he knew what Meng Shi was thinking, would probably have sent him into the river with the car.

Building B of Qingjiang Community.

Meng Shi was holding a bag in his left hand and a guitar in his right hand, and his hand was a little soft now and he couldn't lift it, so he could only click the button of the elevator with his elbow.

After the elevator came down, Meng Shi went in and pressed the eighth floor with his elbow again.

After reaching the eighth floor, Meng Shi put down his things and rang the doorbell.

No one answered.

It's not at home.

I think it's for cram school. Meng Shi thought to himself.

I heard Sister Lin say that since he didn't go to college, the people's teacher in his family felt deeply frustrated with his ability.

But instead of giving up, her enthusiasm for education has become more and more intense.

It is said that in the past two years, she has tutored her children for free after school, and then she has been unanimously "loved" by the students.

Meng Shi was very pleased with this.

This can be regarded as indirectly contributing to the education of the motherland.

After self-praise and affirmation, Meng Shi dug out a bag from the flower pot at the door, and inside was a spare key.

I opened the door and went in and carried my luggage to my room.

The layout of the room was the same as when he was in high school, with a computer desk, a bookshelf, a bed, and even the curtains with blue star patterns had not been changed.

The room was very clean, but there was no computer on the desk, no books on the shelves, and no quilt on the bed.

Of course, the reason why the room is clean is not that my mother silently cleans the room every day and waits for him to come back, but that she is a little clean.

This is self-aware, and Meng Shi still has it.

Mom's character, he knows it very well.

Maybe it's okay now, if he doesn't come back in a few years, it is estimated that his status will be on the same level as his father.

"Where's your husband?"

"He's dead."

"Sorry, sorry, do you have a baby?"

"I had a son before." Sigh, "I went with his father a few years ago." ”

She would definitely say that!

Meng Shi shook his head and threw this terrible conversation out of his mind.

Then I took out the notebook from my backpack and put it on my computer desk, and then took out my guitar and checked it.

No problem.

"Ahh

Started to have a runny nose.

The cold seems to be getting worse.

Well, at least it will win a little sympathy.

Meng Shi went to the kitchen to pour a cup of hot water, and then took out the "Frontier" action camera the size of half a pack of cigarettes and turned it on.

Since the vlog is a record of life, it seems quite meaningful to record my mother's reaction after returning home.

"I dropped out of high school and drifted north from home for two years, and now I have achieved nothing, and my mother is ...... when I go home"

This subject matter seems to be good.