The noisy and noisy train station, people bustling together.

By noon, the ticket booth was already packed.

A mixed group of people gathered at the train station, talking, shouting, shouting, and there was a lot of noise everywhere, and when people were piled together, there would be a somewhat unpleasant smell.

It's really lively, but if you stay here for a long time, even in this cold weather, it's a little boring.

In the past 20 days, Lao Bao will wait for Bao Guowei to come back at this old train station.

Including the first day of Bao Guowei's departure — he thought maybe Bao Guowei would go and return, although the possibility was very slim.

It looks like it's been another disappointing day, it's time to eat, and it's time to go home.

Just as Lao Bao was about to leave as always, he looked back at the train as always, unwillingly.

But suddenly I saw Wang Xiaowu and Wang Dazhui walking out of the train with their luggage, and then Zhang Ergou, the next person, and finally ......

"Guowei!"

When he saw Bao Guowei, Lao Bao's lips moved, but he didn't make a sound, just read his name in his heart.

He wanted to shout a word, but he was afraid that he had seen the wrong person, and he was afraid that everything in front of him was an illusion that he had come up with, and he would disappear if he shouted.

"Daddy!"

When Bao Guowei saw Lao Bao, he took the lead in echoing loudly, and then he squeezed through the crowd and trotted all the way to the platform.

The three subordinates were carrying heavy luggage, and they were unable to move in the crowd, so they could catch up with Bao Guowei's footsteps if they were in a hurry.

Hearing this voice, and clearly seeing his son's familiar face, Lao Bao finally confirmed that this was his son's real return.

Bao Guowei stood in front of Lao Bao, and the father and son met again.

Lao Bao looked at Bao Guowei, he had a lot to say and a lot of things to ask.

But when it really came to this season, I didn't know what to say, or where to start, and it didn't seem appropriate to say anything.

Looking at his son, he finally only spoke:

"Let's go home."

Lao Bao didn't seem to have spoken for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"There's oranges sold over there, so I'll buy you some first."

Seeing that Lao Bao's voice was a little hoarse, Bao Guowei felt that he was probably thirsty, and as he spoke, he looked at a small vendor who was pushing a cart.

……

After 20 days, Bao Guowei finally returned to his home.

The courtyard is a golden lock of Zhumen, and it was originally a little inappropriate for Bao Guowei's family to live here, but the Bao family is now also a Zhumen, and it is worthy of this arrangement.

The courtyard of the small western-style building was cleaned, and there were still some weeds, but now there is not a single one:

The original dirt road has disappeared, and it has been paved with a very smooth layer of bluestone bricks, and naturally there are no weeds.

A sandwich passage was built from the entrance of the courtyard to the western-style building, which was built with bricks and stones no more than five centimeters high.

On both sides of the road, some precious plants are arranged and planted on clay pots.

The red, green, and yellow plants in the potted plants are interspersed, and it seems that they are imitations of the layout of Old Master Qin's house, and I am afraid that they are from the hands of Lao Bao.

In addition, there seem to be two more little black dogs in the family, which are about a month old.

As soon as he opened the door, Bao Guowei saw two puppies fighting in the courtyard, seemingly fighting for the ownership of a small branch on the ground.

Seeing someone coming, the two puppies were suddenly startled: "chirping" and fleeing.

Lao Bao seemed to like the two dogs very much, and he smiled and said:

"These two puppies were originally seen when I went to my hometown in the south of the city, and the neighbor next door Lao Li's, I saw that the house was too deserted, so I bought two of them."

Bao Guowei nodded, Lao Bao is old, and now there are few people around him who can make friends, and it is normal to raise a few dogs to relieve boredom.

The father and son walked into the house together, and the three men followed behind, without saying a word.

The layout in the western-style building is the same as before, and the living room is very clean by Xiaoxiu.

What is striking is that there are many objects stacked in the northwest corner, next to the sofa, and under the dining table, all stacked in square cardboard boxes.

This is the gift that people have sent in recent days: Master Qin, Gao Section Chief, and Lao Bao have worked together, such as Hu Da, Wang Damiang, and the principal of Zhicheng Middle School.

Of course, there are others, newspaper editors, some scholars and faculty members, some local officials......

Lao Bao looked at these gifts, only felt a little dreamlike, not very real, he introduced to Bao Guowei:

"These are all sent by others, and your husband and the principal of the foreign school came here two days ago! They're all big shots! ”

At this time, Aunt Li was cooking in the kitchen, and the house was filled with the aroma of meat.

Immediately after increasing the amount of fire on the stove, she deliberately poured more oil into the pot, and when the oil met the fire, it suddenly crackled, and she vigorously waved the spatula to make it make a sound of gold and iron, so that the two people outside knew that they were stir-frying.

Xiaoxiu was cleaning the house at the moment, and saw that her young master was coming, but she didn't dare to speak for a while, pretending not to see it, and wiped the dining table more seriously.

They work hard and are more laborious than ever.

They know that their young master has made a big name and has been published in the newspapers, why is it not a big name?

There are many people in the whole city of Suzhou talking about this, and sometimes when they go out to buy food, they can hear Bao Guowei's name from passers-by, and this fame is even higher than that of the big people in the city!

Indeed, in Suzhou, Bao Guowei's fame is greater.

After all, Bao Guowei's background is in Suzhou, and when people here know that the ancestral home of this genius boy is actually in their own territory, they will feel a little complacent, so they are more interested in it than people in other places.

The stove in the living room was still on fire, and the back room was warm, Zhang Ergou came home, didn't say anything, immediately resumed his work, and began to check the condition of the stove.

And the two subordinates from the Wang family: Sledgehammer and Xiao Wu, please ask Bao Guowei for a leave.

They are also living people, they are not very old, only sixteen years old, and they want to go home to see their parents for the first time so far away from home, and they have been separated from their families for so long.

Bao Guowei sat on the sofa, very comfortable.

"National Maintenance ......"

Lao Bao looked at Bao Guowei lying on the sofa, he wanted to ask something, but he was afraid of disturbing Bao Guowei's rest.

In the face of such a big man who has been in the newspaper, even if this is his son, he is a little afraid to talk to him, and after struggling for a long time, he only said:

"Guowei, let's have a meal."

For Lao Bao, it doesn't matter what is on the side, the important thing is that his son is back, and now it's time to eat.

(End of chapter)