Leaving school is always the happiest thing for students.

As soon as the head teacher left the classroom, the surrounding students quickly put aside a certain guy who had just been in the limelight, quickly packed up their things and walked out, in groups of three or five, hooking shoulders and backs, and chattering.

Su Hang was talking to He Xinlei and several other classmates who had a good relationship, and went down to the first floor along the dilapidated corridor full of accumulated dirt and graffiti marks, and another boy wearing a white T-shirt and blue school pants immediately greeted him. ”

Su Hang looked at the young man in front of him who had a somewhat round face because of his youthfulness, and subconsciously paused.

This is Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi, who is also 16 years old this year.

Seeing Zhang Yi talking and greeting a few other people, Su Hang, who paused for a short time, moved his steps again, but couldn't help but glance at the good brother who was walking on the other side of He Xinlei.

It's hard for those who haven't experienced it to understand. In this life, in addition to relatives, if there are one or two partners who are both friends and brothers, ignorant together when they were young, struggled together when they were young, and when they are middle-aged and old, they can still drink and fish together and talk about everything, how lucky it would be.

Zhang Yi is the luck of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Although they did not struggle together in their youth, even if they were thousands of miles apart, with a phone call from Suzhou and Hangzhou, Zhang Yi was able to put the 60,000 yuan he had accumulated for several years on his card, and he was also scratched by his wife for this.

Such friends have surpassed many brothers.

Because of the different roads, everyone came to the carport and separated, leaving only Su Hang and Zhang Yi to walk towards the bicycles they put together.

Find the key to open the lock, push the cart out of the carport, and listen to Zhang Yi giggle and say that a guy kicked a ball in their afternoon physical education class and kicked his shoes in the face of another classmate, Su Hang finally couldn't help it and asked, "Zhang Yi, did you ...... last night?" Dreaming? ”

"Dreaming," Zhang Yi was puzzled, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I can't remember, why are you asking this?" ”

"It's fine."

Su Hang said, confirming in his heart that Zhang Yi of 'last night' did not return to this era with him.

Playing together since childhood, too familiar, Zhang Yi also noticed the strangeness of Suzhou and Hangzhou, walked on the campus road, looked sideways at his friends, opened his mouth slightly, but did not speak.

Zhang Yi thought of something else, so he didn't urge Su Hang to ride on the car and go faster, but patiently accompanied him.

Su Hang didn't think about it so much for a while, but he was looking around again, observing this familiar and unfamiliar era.

In 1995, the campus of Heyuan No. 2 Middle School was very old, there were many trees, and there was no hardened loess everywhere.

It was a dormitory for some of the young teachers.

Walking along the flow of people after school, looking at these along the way, the two finally pushed the cart out of the gate of the second middle school.

Outside the school gate is the bustling Jianshe Road in Heyuan City.

The two-lane asphalt road is lined with stout French plane trees, and the dense shade of the trees is just right to let in some evening sunsets, so that passers-by can't help but feel comfortable and patiently wander through the various shops on both sides.

At the end of school, there was no congestion on the road in front of the No. 2 Middle School.

There weren't many cars in those days.

The cart just turned into the asphalt road in front of the school gate, and there was music wafting out of a barber shop diagonally opposite, which was Andy Lau's "Forget the Love Water" released the year before.

“……”

"I used to love to chase my dreams when I was young,"

"I just want to fly forward,"

"Traveling through a thousand mountains and thousands of waters,"

"I can't go back all the way."

“……”

Inexplicably fit the mood of a few years ago, a lyric made Su Hang suddenly froze, and stood silently holding the car for a while before moving forward again.

Zhang Yi didn't speak, but continued to accompany him.

Continuing to push the cart past a grocery store not far from the school gate, Zhang Yi suddenly spoke: "Su Hang, I still have a dollar, let's buy something to eat, how about ham sausages?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Su Hang to stop him, Zhang Yi had already set up the car and quickly ran into the roadside store. Soon ran out again, holding two ham sausages in his hand, and stuffed one directly into Su Hang's hand.

Su Hang did not refuse, took a Shuanghui ham sausage that has become popular in recent years, looked at the good brother who was pushed back into the car, and finally popped out two words after a while: "Thank you." ”

Zhang Yi had already bitten the ham sausage with his teeth, took a bite, squinted his eyes and smiled: "We two good buddies, thank you for what." ”

Su Hang also smiled and bit open one of his own.

Shuanghui in this era can be described as the conscience of the industry, and the ham sausage of five cents a piece has only a thin layer of starch on the outside, and the meat is on the inside, and the taste is much better than later.

However, Su Hang's attention was not on the taste of ham sausage.

Su Hang understood why Zhang Yi suddenly ran into the roadside shop to buy ham sausages for himself, because Zhang Yi already knew some things in private, knew that the situation at Su Hang's family was not very good, and out of concern, he instinctively bought some delicious food for himself.

Thinking of this, Su Hang had been a little dreamlike since he woke up in class, and finally fell back to the reality in front of him.

Providence?

The summer of 1995 can be said to be a turning point in the fate of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Thinking of this, Su Hang stopped grinding, and after eating a ham in three or two, he stepped on his blue flying pigeon bicycle, and Zhang Yi on the side hurriedly followed.

Ride two to three hundred meters west along the east-west Jianshe Road and turn into the north-south Industrial Road.

The central four-lane industrial road is much wider than Jianshe Road.

Two teenagers crossed the intersection and rode on the non-motorized lanes of Industrial Road, flanked by old urban buildings that were sparse and low compared to many years later, and the sky seemed to be getting wider and wider.

Less than five minutes to the south, the two rode onto the San River Bridge.

This old-fashioned beam bridge, built shortly after the founding of the People's Republic of China, is named after the Sang River below, which originates in the southern mountains of Heyuan City and begins to turn east in the western suburbs of the city, and the nearly 100-meter-wide river meanders through the entire urban area of Heyuan.

Riding across the long Mulberry River Bridge, you will reach the new town of Ha Yuan.

It is said to be a new city, but compared to the old town north of the Sang River, which has a history of 1,000 years, the south side of the city has actually been more than half a century old. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, a series of industrial enterprises in Heyuan, such as Heyuan Machinery Factory, Heyuan Fertilizer Factory, Heyuan Textile Factory, etc., were concentrated in the south of the city.

At the same time, tens of thousands of Heyuan residents who have been born around these enterprises are concentrated.

After crossing the Sanhe Bridge, standing on the higher ground road, to the east of Industrial Road, there are densely packed residential areas, or, to use a common industry term, also called shantytowns.

Su Hang and Zhang Yi's homes are in this cluttered neighborhood that lacks planning.

Continue to ride along the industrial road for about a mile, to the east, turn into the cotton spinning road in poor road conditions, bumpy to an alley, the two had to get out of the car, push south into this alley full of potholes, along both sides are dilapidated houses and everywhere built in the alley walked for a while, Su Hang and Zhang Yi said goodbye, turned east again.

Zhang Yi's family is more inside.

Passing through a narrower section of the east-west alley, the third house in the middle, Su Hang finally arrived at the door of the old mansion in his memory.

For an accurate address, this is No. 107, Cotton Spinning Road, South Station Street, Heyuan City.

In front of him is a small courtyard that covers an area of only one point, about 67 square meters, the courtyard is two two-story small buildings, up and down a total of four, the east side of the small courtyard turns out of the narrow kitchen and bathroom to the south, the southwest corner that cannot be seen outside the door, is the dry toilet that is still commonly used in the shantytown.

The iron door of the small courtyard with a width of less than one meter and a half was open, but Su Hang stopped, and looked at the hall that was also open at a glance, the familiar sofa, the familiar coffee table, the familiar combination cabinet, and the familiar landscape painting in the middle hall.

Looking back, the outside of the wall was crawling with plum bean vines, dragged to the toon tree in the courtyard to the west, and climbed to the roof of the kitchen in the east. Su Hang knew that a small vegetable garden had also been opened up on the roof, and coriander, leeks and peppers were planted after the soil was piled up.

Su Hang still remembers that today's dinner was leek egg dumplings.

Because my father came back from a 'business trip' and wanted to improve his life.

Su Hang was in a daze, and a familiar figure walked out of the kitchen on the east side, wearing a floral shirt and blue pants, and a red checked coarse cloth apron, and was about to speak to the other side, when he found the young man in front of the door, he immediately turned around and walked over: "Xiao Hang, I also said that I heard the voice, what are you doing standing at the door, come in." ”

Immediately, on the other side of the courtyard gate, a middle-aged man with obviously tanned skin also leaned over, a white short-sleeved shirt, rolled up gray pants with water stains, and a rubber leather pad in his hand, his eyes were gentle, and he smiled: "Xiao Hang is back." ”

Looking at his father and mother, who seemed to be in their twenties younger all of a sudden, in the courtyard, recalling the decades before and after in his mind, Su Hang's nose suddenly swelled with a strong sourness.

suppressed tears, but dared not move again.

Because I am afraid that if I move, this dream-like beauty will be shattered, and I will return to the irretrievable many years later.

It wasn't until his father took over the bicycle and his mother held a hand that Su Hang finally entered the door.

Su Quanquan and He Fen also noticed their son's strange appearance, and when they walked into the courtyard, He Fen held his son's hand with both hands, and asked with concern: "What's the matter?" ”

Su Hang shook his head: "No...... Well, when I came back, I fell. ”

He Fen hurriedly looked up and down, and saw that his son was not obviously wrong, so he smiled and said: "What's wrong with the fall, you are more squeamish than Zhang Yi, he rolled down the stairs of our house after a child, and he didn't cry with a head of blood." ”

The opening is someone else's child, even if it is a good brother, Su Hang is not convinced: "Mom, Zhang Yi was stupid at first glance, and he was obviously crying when he got stitches, and he was screaming." ”

Su Quanquan parked his bicycle under the canopy in the northwest corner of the yard, turned around and looked his son up and down, confirmed that he was okay, and then smiled: "What are you talking about, Xiaohang, I brought peaches back from my hometown, you hurry up and wash your hands and go taste them." ”

Su Hang looked at his father, and before he could speak, He Fen, whose expression moved slightly, hurriedly said: "Your father came back from a business trip, and happened to pass by Changlin, so he went to see your grandparents, not only peaches, but also brought two bags of wheat back. ”

The Changlin that my mother said was Changlin Village.

Su's hometown is in Changlin Village, Donglu Town, more than 50 miles southwest of Heyuan, an ordinary small village at the foot of the western branch of Zhongyue.

Su Quanquan heard his wife say this, and quickly nodded: "Yes, yes." ”

Su Hang turned his gaze away, didn't look at his father's unnatural expression anymore, hid the sourness that surged again, and said with a smile: "I haven't eaten the peaches of my hometown for a long time, and I have thought about it for a long time." ”

Saying that, he didn't even put down his schoolbag and went to the kitchen to wash his hands, looking very anxious.

I used to be ignorant.

This time, of course, everything is known.

My father didn't go on a business trip, but these days, he actually went back to his hometown to help with the summer harvest, so that he could bring back two bags of wheat.

My father's Heyuan fertilizer factory was unable to pay wages at the end of last year, and it completely stopped work in March this year. On my mother's side, the Heyuan Textile Factory, which is also in a very bad situation, can only barely pay 120 yuan a month for more than a year.

Even in 1995, 120 yuan a month was too little for a family. Don't mention anything else, it's just that Su Hang's lunch fee at school costs forty or fifty yuan a month.

Although it is a dual-income family, because both parents and relatives need help in the early years, the Su family has never been rich, let alone saving.

Therefore, when parents encounter problems at the same time at work, it has only been half a year, and the family is a little unable to open the pot. Considering that his relatives and neighbors were not well-off, his father had to put down his son and go back to his hometown, just to bring back a ration that would be enough for the family to eat for several months.

However, all of this, out of love for their son, the parents have never told Su Hang, so that even Zhang Yi knows about his family's situation, and Su Hang is still in the dark.

In fact, I didn't hide it for too long.

It was revealed that during the summer vacation of this year, my parents were worried about the tuition fees of Su Hang's sophomore year and begged to come home again. In recent years, the second uncle in the rural area has been better in the old house was sent by his grandfather to send money, and the second uncle, who was not clear about the situation, pulled Su Hang to talk bitterly, talking about how difficult the situation of his parents was, so that Su Hang would be angry and would definitely be admitted to a good university in the future.

After that day, a teenager who had been carefully guarded by his parents in a fragile eggshell collapsed.

The sensitive and stubborn Su Hang insisted that continuing to study was a drag on his parents, and his grades were not good, so he didn't want to continue since his sophomore year of high school.

During this period, the Heyuan fertilizer factory was privately contracted and resumed work, and the family's situation improved for a short time, but it only lasted less than a year.

After the serious accident in September 1996, the fertilizer factory went bankrupt and liquidated, his father was unemployed, and his mother was laid off a few months in advance.

Back in 1995, in the small courtyard of the former house.

Su Hang ate a peach from his hometown and began to help his father repair the old-fashioned well in the yard. There was running water at home, and the well, which was no longer very useful, was re-picked up, still to save a little water bill.

On a sweltering summer night, the father and son were so busy that they were sweating profusely, and the water finally came out of the well again.

After washing the cool groundwater, the mother called for dinner, and the family went to the east room of the hall, which was the parents' bedroom, and the TV was also here.

Under the yellowing light, it is still a hula ceiling fan.

Turn on the fourteen-inch black-and-white TV on the window cabinet, the provincial station is playing Liu Xiaoqing's "Wu Zetian", and a certain 'billionaire sister' on the screen has ascended the throne, without the disobedience when pretending to be tender at the beginning, it looks domineering.

There is a square table in front of the cabinet and a few small stools. The family sits around, and on the table are fragrant leek egg dumplings.

Su Hang ate dumplings, occasionally staring at the TV, while talking to his parents casually.

Hidden in the fragile and warm atmosphere, Su Hang did not have the ambitions of the protagonists of the reborn novels in his memory, and the only thing he thought about was how to deal with the dilemma that this small family was currently facing.