To the northeast of the shantytown in the south of Heyuan is an older residential area than to the south, as the earliest aborigines are still inhabited.

In one of the alleys, the house number is No. 76 Old Temple Street, the same courtyard, a blue brick house that looks very old, and the walls and walls are full of all kinds of vegetables that are lush in summer.

Both grandparents and grandchildren got up at dawn.

Cooking, cleaning, feeding the chickens......

At six o'clock, we sat down at the small table in the hall and began to have a simple breakfast, one steamed bun per person, plus a plate of cold cucumbers picked in the yard, and no soup porridge.

A cat meow of a 'meow'.

A brown tanuki wearing 'white gloves' paced into the house, its chubby body, intimately circling around the old man's legs.

The thin but energetic old man smiled and broke a piece of steamed bread and put it down, and the raccoon flower was not picky, so he pounced on it and began to eat.

Gan Xin reached over.

The raccoon flower, which was obviously facing away from her, seemed to be able to feel it, and dodged it with a steamed bun in her mouth, and moved to the other side of the old man's feet.

Gan Xin withdrew his hand and muttered, "Snobbish." ”

Grandma Gan looked at her granddaughter: "The little fox knows that you have a thin life and doesn't like you." ”

Not again!

Gan Xin took a bite of the steamed bun and retorted while eating: "Grandma, your life is average." ”

The old man who had gone through the world was pushed back by his granddaughter like this, and he was not angry, and said with a smile: "The little fox has spirituality, and he knows that people are good, you, when you want to touch it, you want to be fresh, but you don't like it in your heart." ”

Gan Xin: "......"

Grandma Gan chewed slowly, heard another scream at her feet, broke another piece and sent it down, looked at her granddaughter on the side, and suddenly said, "When will you bring it back to grandma?" ”

"No," Gan Xin immediately refused: "I'm afraid you'll scare people." ”

"You, these days my mind is attached to a person," Grandma Gan said: "Bring it back, grandma will take a look, if it is attached, I can rest assured that I can close my eyes immediately." ”

"What's attached, I'm like a female ghost, grandma, you better show it to those children." Gan Xin shook his head again and added: "Feudal superstition." ”

Grandma Gan sighed: "Tough baby." ”

After eating, the two grandparents and grandchildren, who were not very kind in words, tacitly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks together, and after stopping, Gan Xin came to her West House, changed into the red and white plaid dress again, put another novel manuscript that she had copied last night into a blue canvas satchel, and lifted the curtain to go out.

Grandma Gan was tidying up the vegetable garden on the west side of the yard, and the raccoon flower was still around her feet.

Seeing that her granddaughter was pushing the cart and was about to go out, she looked up and asked, "Haven't you come back at noon?" ”

"Hmm."

"Ride slowly on the road, this thing is only two wheels, and it looks unstable."

"I see."

Leaving home, this time not to the San River Hospital, nor to the industrial road to the west, but to a teenager's home to the south.

Today is July 21st.

Friday.

It has been almost a week since Su Hang was discharged from the hospital, because the doctor told him that it was best not to suffer from the wind on his head, so he didn't go out these days, and it was Gan Xin and Zhang Yi who took the initiative to come over.

Riding to the cotton spinning road, turning into the alley, occasionally nodding and greeting to the neighbors who have become more and more familiar here, before entering the alley where Su Hang's house is located, Gan Xin saw Hong Aya in a white dress coming out of the house, obviously going to the west.

They didn't want to say hello, but they nodded to each other and went their separate ways.

Su Hang's parents didn't go out today.

The two girls greeted Su Quanquan and his wife and went upstairs together.

Zhang Yi was rushed by his parents at five o'clock in the morning to read with Su Hang, and he had already eaten breakfast, and when the two girls entered the door, they were listening to Su Hang answer some questions.

In the Suzhou and Hangzhou rooms, there is a simple long table with a width of 60 centimeters and a length of two meters under the window, and a five-layer bookshelf has been added to the east wall.

This was done with the help of Zhang Yi's father, Zhang Hongsheng.

At first, there was only one desk in the house, and finding that it was not convenient for his son to study with Su Hang, Zhang Hongsheng found a bunch of iron pipes from the machinery factory, welded out the shelves of the long table and bookshelves, painted them with red paint, and built a total of 20 pieces of board surface from the lumber factory.

It looks simple, but it's sturdy.

Su Hang is not disgusted.

The two women entered the door and said a few words, Gan Xin skillfully walked to the desk at the head of Su Hang's bed, took out the manuscript in her bag, sat down and began to browse.

Help him check it again.

Two chairs were added to the room, but there were not enough for four people, Hong Aya did not disturb the two boys to study, listened for a while, and also walked to the side of the bed, sat down, seemed to feel uncomfortable sitting, and fell down again, lying sideways on the bed with an obvious juvenile atmosphere, and hummed softly.

It's very comfortable.

Hearing the voice from the side, Gan Xin's hand holding the ballpoint pen tightened, and she wanted to poke it over.

Hold back.

The three of them have all completed their summer homework, however, because Su Hang was hospitalized for a week, Zhang Yi has accumulated a lot of problems, and in recent days, he has to spend some time listening to Su Hang answer questions every day, and then start to preview the course of the second year of high school.

After more than 20 minutes, Zhang Yi finished today's Q&A and took the initiative to get up: "Then I'll go back, don't bother you here." ”

If it's just Gan Xin, it's nothing, Hong Aya also comes over like this every day, Zhang Yi feels very uncomfortable.

A certain girl is so beautiful.

Su Hang knew Zhang Yi's mentality, and he was not reluctant, thinking that he would stay at home for a few more days, and wait for next month, and then he would be able to go out.

Or the atmosphere of the library is better.

Zhang Yi packed up his things, got up with his bag, and asked again before going out, "Tomorrow Saturday, how do you arrange it?" ”

As originally planned, the weekends were closed.

Su Hang pointed to his head: "I can't get out." ”

"Then I won't come," Zhang Yi glanced at Hong Aya, who was lying on his brother's bed, and said, "I want to go to Hexi Market to have a look and buy a pair of shoes." ”

Hexi Market, the full name of 'Heyuan Chengxi Market'.

The location is on the west side of the old town on the north bank of the San River.

A very lively area, gathered clothes, shoes, bags, fabrics and other stalls and shops, there is also a snack street, not only Heyuan citizens, but also the people of the surrounding towns and villages come to the city, it is basically an area that must be visited.

Zhang Yiyi said that Su and Hangzhou were a little moved.

It's a pity to stay at home.

Sending Zhang Yi away, Su Hang walked to the bed, picked up an exercise book on the table and patted it on Hong Aya, who had already squinted his eyes: "I don't take off my shoes." ”

Hong Aya snorted twice, kicked off her sandals, put away a pair of small feet that were originally on the edge of the bed, and turned around.

It seems that he was going to sleep like this.

Su Hang was helpless.

The woman had been with her in the San River Hospital for a whole week, and when he was discharged, she did not return to normal, and she still came over like this every day.

Rely on yourself.

A big beauty who has attracted the attention of the neighbors, so you can imagine the reaction of the people around her.

There are already old people joking with his parents in front of Su Hang: "Just let your Xiaohang marry Hong Aya, anyway, it's only five years older." ”

Parents can only respond in a joke.

A certain woman was also present at the time, her face was not red, and she went her own way after that.

Moreover, because of the fierce reaction to hit the wall, even Hong Aya's parents didn't dare to say more about their daughter, and others could even imagine it.

The only one who dared to say that he never came back.

Hong Aya's brother Hong Feng returned home on the third day after the incident, roughly figured out what happened, comforted his parents, and came to the hospital to visit Su Hang, and then went to look for Zhao Xue.

After all, it is the mother of the child.

It's a pity that it's hard to break the mirror.

The person was found, but he had to get a divorce before he appeared.

In the end, they are divorced.

Hong Feng left home two days ago to return to work, and in just one week, a person who was already thin and tall has lost a lot of weight, like a bone frame.

Everyone can only sigh.

Su Hang knew that compared to the past, this was already a good result.

Apart from......

A certain woman's mentality really made Su Hang a little incomprehensible.

Ignoring Hong Aya, Su Hang and Gan Xin came to the long table by the window and sat down side by side, and after a brief chat about the manuscript, he began to revise it one last time, and later it was the transcription that was officially used for submission.

Gan Xin turned to a math textbook for her sophomore year.

Speaking of which, during the week at Sanhe Hospital, after receiving two 'draft notices' in a row, just yesterday, the third 'draft notice' also arrived unexpectedly.

This time it was Su Hang who completed the article "The Flower Season is Like This" in the hospital.

The fourth article that was sent at the beginning.

The other third article, and it is also Su Hang's favorite story, "The Troubles of Young Liu Wei", did not respond.

Su Hang was not disappointed either.

Cast three out of four, what's not to be satisfied with?

Moreover, about "The Troubles of Young Liu Wei", even if you don't hit this time, you will vote for others later. Even, even if you don't get a few submissions, you won't have nowhere to go in the future.

The successive three notices on the use of manuscripts have given Su and Hangzhou considerable confidence.

About the 'Get Famous' program.

When the time comes, if you want to release a collection, you can stuff "The Troubles of Young Liu Wei" into it.

On the other hand.

After receiving the third 'draft notice', Su Hang specially talked to his parents.

It's time to keep a low profile.

Once or twice, everyone was happy.

There are too many, and it is inevitable that people will be jealous.

Therefore, if there is such a thing again, even if it is not deliberately covered up, it is better not to publicize it everywhere as before.

Both parents felt it made sense and agreed.

It's calm today.

So busy, another manuscript has just been half copied, I thought this day would be like this, but near noon, the downstairs suddenly became lively.

Someone from my hometown is here.

Although they were separated by dozens of miles, Chang Lin still heard the news and came to visit together.

When Su Hang heard the movement and went downstairs, he saw his grandparents, as well as his second uncle Su Quanjun, his aunt Su Xiuqing, and his second aunt Su Xiuhong and others all rushed over.

Grandfather Sunan Gong has a total of five children, three boys and two girls, among which Su Quanquan, the father of Su Hang, who is the boss, and Su Quanguo, the third uncle, successfully walked out of the small village at the foot of Zhongyue Mountain.

The other three remained in the countryside.

This time, it was the second uncle Su Quanjun who drove a tractor into the city, and only seven adults came, not with children, but he brought two bags of wheat and a bunch of vegetables over.

Both Su Quanquan and his wife and Su Hang could feel the concern contained in the relatives and were quite moved.

However, the family is no longer as poor as before.

It's just that the 300 yuan scholarship before Suzhou and Hangzhou is actually equivalent to a month's salary for many people.

Not to mention the next manuscript fee.

While trying his best to entertain everyone, he did not forget to talk about the imminent resumption of work of the fertilizer factory, and, of course, the key point is the first exam results of the first grade in Suzhou and Hangzhou some time ago, as well as the fact that the manuscript was hired.

After listening to this, everyone was surprised and happy.

In particular, he saw that there were two big girls around Su Hang, and his grandfather even praised Su Hang for his ability.

After the lively lunch, the second uncle also asked Su Hang to bring his own novel to everyone to read, and Su Hang was not shy, so he picked out an article "The Flower Season is So Like This" and read it to everyone in public.

And so on until two o'clock in the afternoon.

There are still dozens of miles to go back, and you can't stay longer.

The tractor stopped on the cotton spinning road, and the whole family stood on the side of the road and talked for a while, before watching everyone get into the big bucket car behind the tractor, and the three boxes of liquor that my father insisted on carrying into the car.

I bought it before noon.

The Sanhe wine in Heyuan City is not expensive, but the quality is good, and many people have been boasting about it in recent months. Because grandpa likes to drink a few sips every day, but he is reluctant to buy it, several children will think about it.

I watched the tractor drive 'suddenly' towards the industrial road, and it was not until the turn was lost that everyone returned to the alley.

Mom and Dad are ahead.

Su Hang followed behind his parents, one left and one right were Hong Aya and Gan Xin, who gave him a long face today.

As he spoke, he said: "The scenery over there is very good, and now at this time, the mountains are still very cool, I have thought since I was a child, if I can build a house by the stream in the valley, I can escape the heat in the summer, and I can see the snow in the winter. ”

This is an idea that has been in my mind in my previous life, but unfortunately it has not been realized.

Once returned to his hometown after many years, his hometown, although it was not zoned as a scenic spot, was no longer an era when anyone could go in and build a house.

Gan Xin walked beside Su Hang, fantasizing about the scene described by the boy, who had lived in the city since he was a child, and had never seen mountains and rivers, and was looking forward to it.

Hong Aya is lazy.

I diligently helped out at noon and wanted to go back to sleep.

Su Quanquan walked in front, listened to his son's narration, and wanted to turn his head to speak, but he didn't lose his fun.

Just laughing.

Building a house by a stream......

Silly boy, you don't know how fierce the floods in the mountains can be once it rains heavily in summer.

But.

Well.

As long as you pick the right place and don't stay by the stream, you'll be fine.

So there was some anticipation.

My son is so good, and in the future, he may be able to achieve what he said today.

Su Quanquan has been away from his hometown for many years, and he doesn't know how many times, but he also dreamed of returning to his hometown.

As I said this, when I got home, I just arrived in the courtyard and there was a 'buzzing' sound in the sky, similar to the sound of a motorcycle engine.

Everyone looked up together.

Voices come from far and near, and soon appear in the field of vision.

It was a yellow paramotor with four bold black letters on the broad umbrella surface:

Mulberry Distillery.

There are also eight slightly smaller but equally clear red fonts: In front of the supply and marketing building, free tasting.

Seeing the paramotor with a width of ten meters slowly drifting through the sky, the parents and the two girls around them were surprised, but Su Hang was not too surprised.

Paramotor advertising.

A marketing tool that is being used in many places in these days.

However, thinking about the above content, combined with some marketing doorways that he had studied because he had run sales, Su Hang shook his head slightly.

Using paramotor to market liquor, even with the gimmick of 'free tasting', will not work very well.

Liquor advertising, in order to be effective, needs to be a kind of protracted.

Moreover, it is better to be protracted at close range.

Typically, it is a few successive CCTV liquor 'standard king' cases in recent years, and the most prime time of the day, the face is output, thus creating a commercial miracle.

As for paramotor advertising.

It is more suitable for marketing short-term events, such as the opening of a shopping mall.

So subconsciously turned their brains, everyone waited for the paramotor to fly out of sight, commented a few words, and then Su Hang turned upstairs.

The two girls still followed.

When he entered the house, he saw Hong Aya pounce on his bed again, thinking that it was not a problem for this girl to be like this all day, and just happened to contact the paramotor advertisement he saw before, and a thought floated through Su Hang's mind.

However, it was fleeting.

I couldn't catch it for the time being, and Su Hang didn't get entangled, because of the visit of relatives in the morning, a manuscript had not been transcribed, so I had to speed up and submit the manuscript before evening.