A week later, Xiang Yang Hua and Huang Jingjing returned to work.

Due to the serious knee injury, although Xiang Yanghua has recovered well, it is inevitable that there are some sequelae, and the angle at which the knee turns when walking is limited to a certain extent, although it will not be seen any difference if you don't look carefully, but there is already a slight gap with normal people, basketball and other sports have been greatly affected. Doctors ambiguously say that there is hope for a full recovery, but it does not rule out lifelong sequelae, depending on the recovery of the bones.

Huang Jing recovered very well, and after a week, she was able to go to work, but she couldn't do any manual labor, but fortunately, as a line leader, some of her work was only some inspection and record work.

The personnel department did not know the details, Huang Jing naturally couldn't elaborate on the reason, but just said lightly that the mobile phone was stolen, and when he chased it, he was hit again and was hospitalized for a few days. Xiang Yanghua was injured when he helped him grab his mobile phone and fight with someone. The bug kindly asked the doctor to open the sick note. Although Manager Miao, Chen Si, and Duan Yan all felt that things were a little unclear, but since they were fine, they quickly shifted their minds to work and did not continue to investigate.

Xiang Yang Hua has been going to work with his tail between his legs since he came back, for fear that others would know Huang Jing's secret. Arrive at the office earlier every day so that you can spend a little more time with her. Huang Jing had no reason to continue to be hot and cold to Xiang Yang Hua, after all, almost all of her secrets had already been confessed to Xiang Yang Hua.

"I'm a bad woman."

"I don't care."

"There are a lot of good girls in the world, and they're all clean."

"But none of them are you."

"It's not fair to you."

"I think I've taken advantage of it."

"Your family will dislike it, and your friends will dislike it. Someday, others will know. ”

"Nobody cares about me. I don't have any friends either. The eyes were reluctant to leave Huang Jing for a moment, "If others know, then I will take you far away at that time." ”

"Why should you?"

"I'm not asking you to promise me anything, so you don't have to refuse me anything."

"But I'm afraid of you."

"If you mean debt? I've already paid it off for you. ”

"What?"

"Well, I will help you pay off the 100,000 yuan you owe."

"You ......" Huang Jing didn't know what to do. How did you? This ......"

"You're going to be a friend and you're going to pay it back. This friend happened to have nothing to do with the money, so ......" Xiang Yang Hua spread his hands and shrugged, pretending to smile relaxedly.

Huang Jing was silent. But he was moved in his heart, he risked his life bravely to save himself, carefully inquired about his difficulties, and solved these troubles behind his back, this kind of extremely infatuated person really has no reason to refuse.

"If it weren't for Chu Li this time, I wouldn't know where you were at all. Speaking of which, you should also thank him well. ”

"Well, let's treat him to dinner another day, shall we?"

We! This is an ordinary, but Xiang Yang Hua is extremely happy, and he shows a shy and slightly vicissitudes of victory smile.

Xiang Yanghua has worked in the company for many years, accumulated some money, and has been looking for real estate in Dongguan to prepare to buy a house with a mortgage. But after a few years, I was not very satisfied with the security situation in Dongguan, so I lost my enthusiasm. By chance, when he was at work, Chen Cheng actually talked about Huang Jing when he was chatting with Duan Xia. said that someone on the production line was rumored that Huang Jing had borrowed someone's money. On weekdays, it never pays attention to other people's long and short words, but when Huang Jing's name is mentioned, his ears are like opening up precision guidance, accurately capturing the details of the conversation. and figured out the name of one of the female workers who lent money to Huang Jing. Then I asked all the creditors and paid back the money one by one. At first, I was a little worried about the eyes of others, but when I thought of what I had suffered in Warm Harbor, I felt that the suspicions of these others were no longer very important. Fortunately, these people were not too interested in why he came to help Huang Jing repay the money, so when he got the IOU back, even if he didn't deliberately ask the other party to keep it secret, there was no rumor. Huang Jing was traumatized physically and mentally. This debt must have made it even more difficult for her to sleep. Now I can solve this problem for her, and I am very satisfied. I suddenly felt ten thousand times more relaxed.

Twenty-seven years old, this is the age that is close to the age of establishment.

Xiang Yang Hua went back to his hometown.

The May Day holiday is not long, but it is not short. I have been in the company for five years and have accumulated a lot of annual leave. Taking advantage of the fact that the leg injury did not fully recover, the doctor also recommended recovery and rest during the re-examination, so he took some annual leave. He decided to go home, and he hadn't been home for three years.

Xiangtan, Hunan, the hometown of great people, is also known as Liancheng.

This small city, which has been established since the Southern Dynasties period and has a history of more than 1,000 years, is developing vigorously. What was once a bustling town has long since been turned into a crowded street market. Although the place where I raised myself was Xiangtan, the high school and university I studied in Changsha only had those happy memories of playing and seeking in Dongshan Academy when I was a child, and there were not so many tourists at that time. In addition, there is no special nostalgia for it. He was an only child and had no brothers or sisters. Therefore, when playing Jiajia, the most disadvantaged is yourself, and you are always excluded and bullied by others. This has also become the biggest motivation to spur myself to study hard. Due to his excellent grades, he was sent to Changsha in high school, and later he was admitted to Huda University as he wished. I originally planned to continue my postgraduate studies, but TMK went to the school to recruit, and in a flash, I also decided to follow my classmates south to Guangdong. Down-to-earth and diligent style, step by step, but also have to be appreciated by the top, and soon became a team leader, and his salary has doubled.

His father is an educated youth from Jiangsu, and his mother is a local Xiangtan. The ancestor left a private house, west of Dongshan Academy, due to the development plan, after the demolition, the family has become more solid. After his parents retired, they took a pension, even if they wanted to be filial to Yang Hua, they never needed to use money as a medium.

Xiang Yanghua came to the door of the community, and his father and mother were already waiting downstairs.

"Mom, Dad." shouted to Yang Hua. The moment the mother's jaw was headed, the wisp of white on the top of her head witnessed the passage of time. My mother and father had been arguing for most of their lives, but now they have finally stopped and can live peacefully under one roof. It is also not known who tolerated whom. My father always wanted to go back to Jiangsu to share the poor inheritance with a few brothers, but my mother resolutely refused to leave Xiangtan, and left the conversation: "You met me here, and you saw me off here." For a period of time, my father came and went frequently, almost wearing out my mother's tolerance and virtuousness, and finally made the "spicy" of Hunan women show their dew. It was also at that time that Xiang Yang Hua became extraordinarily hard, worked hard, and left Xiangtan as he wished. Leaving home has slowly become a habit, resulting in inertia, and even after graduation, I rarely go home. Since meeting Huang Jing, the strings in my heart have finally relaxed, and my temperament has become soft and delicate, in Fan Ming's words, "Li Xiangyang" has become gentle. At this time, he actually felt homesick.

followed his mother and father into the house, and the place that should have been familiar became strange and at a loss. Counting the time I spent here, it doesn't add up to 100 days. The home in my heart has always stayed in the west of Higashiyama Academy, under the cypress and ginkgo trees, under the plane trees, and the cool and free home all over the tree-lined paths. The dilapidated furniture, the certificates on the walls, the comic books on the shelves and the yards of my father's tools, the tables and chairs stacked in a mess, the pots and pans in the kitchen are no longer square after the bumps and bumps of life, and the rusty bicycles that are always parked at the door, all of which are neatly cleaned up by a pair of hard-working hands.

Today's home is brand new and clean, the windows are bright and clean, the floor is spotless, the TV is huge and thin as a knife, the washing machine is quiet and efficient, there is no cooking smoke in the kitchen, and the range hood can ensure that even if it is close at hand, there will be no trace of the hot smoke of Hunan cuisine, and no one will disturb you when you close the door. If it weren't for the familiar voice of my father and mother, I would feel like a guest.

Noticing that his leg was walking with a little limp, his mother said why did the electric car hit so badly? muttering about how people are in a hurry and full of anger today. With the company and care of his mother, he gradually recovered, and the left side was no longer so obvious that he was lame.

After living for a few days, the inertia of leaving home dictated, on the one hand, I was glad that I could accompany my family, but on the other hand, I missed the casual and natural personal life in Dongguan, as well as the stable and regular work, and what I missed even more was Huang Jing's talking eyes like Daji.

Seeing that the holiday has passed halfway, I feel more and more that my days are like years, and my heart is like an arrow, and my heart is faintly filled with a trace of inexplicable shame because of the betrayal of my hometown, but it is naturally the direction of the enemy. It wasn't until the moment I saw Huang Jing downstairs that I realized that Xiangtan was good or Dongguan. The city of the heart is only because there is that person living in the city.