It's been ten years, and the old building in the depths of my memory has not changed much, with cement steps, breathable windows, and old security doors.

The community where Jiangcheng once lived was an old community in the seventies, and most of the residents living in it were not rich, and the community was already waiting for demolition, but unfortunately it met the end of the world, and the compensation was gone.

These old buildings are like tube buildings, with a public toilet and a communal kitchen on each floor, which can only be remembered in the fifties and sixties.

It shouldn't have existed in the world, but it has survived to this day.

In the public kitchen on the third floor, Miao Jinfeng was cooking, and when a guest came to the house, Miao Jinfeng soaked the dried beans that he had been reluctant to eat since the end of the world in the water.

Cooking oil has long been levied by the military, and the only thing that can refine oil at home is the very disgusting meat worm, put a small piece of meat worm corpse into the pot, and lit the gas with flint, Miao Jinfeng leaned his body and gently shook the big spoon on the gas hood.

The weather was very hot, and Miao Jinfeng was cooking while stirring the gray and dry hair on his forehead from time to time. A drop of Han water flowed horizontally on his forehead, Miao Jinfeng was not young anymore, and his face was already full of wrinkles.

"Hey, hurry up and stir-fry! We're all waiting for the pot, hurry up!" Behind Miao Jinfeng, an obese woman stood behind her with her waist pinched, pointing at Jinfeng.

"Sister-in-law Guizhen, the uncle is here, I have to make something delicious, that's good, that's good, wait a while. Jin Feng spoke carefully and cautiously, for fear of offending the fat woman behind him and causing trouble.

In a civilized society, Jin Feng was an ordinary worker in a factory, and Jiangcheng's family was just a very ordinary working family.

Parents are on the line at two o'clock every day, and the little money they have earned hard to go to work and get off work is just enough to spend, and life is also tight.

It is such an ordinary life that has created my mother's somewhat honest and dull character.

After giving birth to children and raising daughters for a lifetime, the precious time of the parents and the money squeezed out of the sweat were almost all spent on Jiang Cheng.

And before the end of the world, Jiang Cheng was not a competitive child, Jiang Cheng was very rebellious at that time, his mother went to the east, and Jiang Cheng went west, at that time, he didn't bother to think about what filial piety was, but when he really wanted to be filial to his parents, he found that he had no chance.

The score line of Jiangcheng's college entrance examination is just enough for three books, but the tuition fee for three books is very high, which is a big burden for an ordinary family, but at that time, my mother didn't say a word, and directly asked Jiangcheng to report three books, and said that the family is not bad for money, and she has all of them.

In fact, Jiang Cheng's heart is like a mirror, his parents have emptied all the family's savings in order to provide for their own schooling, and in the end, they have to take advantage of the time after work to set up a stall in the square to make a living.

Today, Jiang Cheng saw his mother again, and his mood was even more different from ten years ago, and ten years of experience made him more aware of the difficulties of his parents.

"Jin Feng, you still have no end! You've already fried a dish, do you want to fry a second dish? Don't let us eat?" Yang Guizhen grabbed Miao Jinfeng's sleeve and dragged it back, actually dragging Miao Jinfeng to a stumbling back.

Jin Feng, who had never quarreled with others in his life, was a little confused at this moment, he couldn't imagine that Yang Guizhen would attack him blatantly.

"You've fried a dish, it's almost enough, you can eat it first!" Yang Guizhen dragged Jin Feng to a stumble, but there was no trace of guilt, but swaggered and poured his own vegetables into the pot and stir-fried them.

"You!"

This is clearly bullying, even if Miao Jinfeng has self-cultivation, he is a little angry at the moment, his pretty face is flushed, he keeps panting, and finally lowered his head, picked up the freshly fried meat worms on the table, and prepared to go home.

At the moment when she suddenly turned around, a man actually hugged her waist with his arms from behind.

When the end of the world came, the security in the community has not been very good, and murders, rape, and violence have happened frequently, but Miao Jinfeng never dreamed that such a thing would happen to her, a half-old.

"Let go of me! let go of me! ”

Miao Jinfeng struggled a few times, and then he didn't move, letting the man hold him.

"Cheng'er, are you my son, are you not dead?" Tears instantly dimmed, Miao Jinfeng never dreamed that her son would come back today, she originally thought that her son was dead, but she didn't expect to meet again.

"Mom, it's me, I'm back. ”

Feeling the fiery embrace of Jiang Cheng, Miao Jinfeng actually had a sense of security for a while, and the child who was not in tune on weekdays seemed to have grown up today.

"It's good to be alive! It's good to be alive!"

Miao Jinfeng said again and again.

The two hugged each other for a moment, and then separated from each other, Jiang Cheng grabbed Miao Guifeng's rough hand, and then ran to the public kitchen.

"Yang Guizhen, do you know what it means to come first and then come? Your mother has not handed you how to behave?" Yang Guizhen was sweating profusely, and was stir-frying beautifully, when she suddenly heard someone scolding her behind her back, how could Yang Guizhen, who has always been spicy, stand this resentment, she turned her head, but saw the dusty Jiangcheng.

Yang Guizhen recognized it several times before she recognized it, isn't this kid Jiang Cheng of the old Jiang family? In my memory, this Jiang Cheng is an otaku who loves to play games, he is not self-motivated, and his academic performance is average.

In addition, his family is poor, so no one in the entire community can afford him.

"Yo he, isn't this Jiang Cheng? How did you grow up? Have you learned to talk back to your elders? Everyone has come to take a look! The old Zhang family child bullies people!"

Yang Guizhen is a loud voice, and when this voice goes down, many neighbors secretly open a crack in the door to watch the situation outside.

For these things that Yang Guizhen did, Jiang Cheng just sneered, and then he grabbed Yang Guizhen's sleeve and dragged Yang Guizhen out of the kitchen, and as a result, he directly threw Yang Guizhen into an ass squat.

"Beat people, kill people, this old Jiang family child bullied me as a widow!" Yang Guizhen rolled to the ground and cried wolf, it was really a little painful as if a thigh had been cut off.

"How did you drag my mother just now? Now, blood for blood, all for you. Jiang Cheng looked coldly at Yang Guizhen who was rolling on the ground, he didn't have a trace of pity for such a person.

"Jiang Cheng, what are you doing? Our neighbors look down and don't look up. Miao Jinfeng gently pulled Jiang Cheng's sleeve and signaled him not to go too far.

"Mom, you don't care about me, now all you have to do is stir-fry. Miao Jinfeng's expression was also a little trance, when did his son become so domineering?

Jiang Cheng in his memory has never been a troublemaker, from elementary school to high school, the number of fights he has fought can be counted on one hand, and most of the time, he was beaten by others.

However, after the breath held in my heart was dredged, the whole person was really smooth!