Chapter 14: Arriving Home

It's about to enter the streets of September, and it's still very hot, with exhaust fumes from cars and a smell of gasoline mixed with the air, which makes people smell unpleasant. There are also vendors selling fruit on the streets, and among the endless streams of pedestrians, occasionally people stop to ask the price, and finally earn a lot of money for a few cents.

Some shirtless homeless people rummaged through the garbage cans on the side of the road, finding some food that others had thrown away and stuffing it into their mouths. The woman who was sitting in the car and saw the sloppy homeless man, as if she could smell the stench through the screen, pinched her nose in the car.

There are also some tricycles, looking at the crowd coming out of the station at the entrance of the station, and shouting "Where are you going?" from afar, "Where are you going?"

Wu Hou walked out of the station, saw the busy street, the familiar scenery came into view, but there was a moment of distraction, the mood was slightly lost, and he couldn't be happy.

He was a little resistant to the house, empty, and he was alone except his mother. He hadn't seen his father since he was a child, his mother had never mentioned it to him, and his grandparents hadn't mentioned it.

Wu Hou, who had just returned to the city earlier, was very sad every time he saw his classmates being taken home by his father in the first few years of school, but he could only walk back alone. When he returned home, he would ask his mother where his father had gone, and his mother would always keep silent and her face displeased. When he was in the lower grades, his classmates would laugh at Wu Hou for not having a father, and every time someone said this, Wu Hou would be very annoyed, and he would have to fight with that person before it was over, but over time, he got used to it.

I'm used to others saying that I don't have a father, I'm used to my mother's non-answer, and I'm used to a childhood without a father. Wu Hou, who grew up, had his own experience, and he gradually understood that his mother and grandparents kept silent about their father, which must be a little difficult to hide.

Although the fact that he didn't have a father was painful, Wu Hou still chose to face it, and never allowed this kind of thing to affect his growth and current life. Mother works alone, working hard to support herself and Wu Hou, she is already very tired, Wu Hou doesn't want to make trouble for her mother anymore, and shouts to ask her if she has a father. In fact, who would not have a father, but he didn't know who it was, and he didn't even know if he was alive or dead. People say that boys are late bloomers, but Wu Hou is not late at all, although his personality is more lively and a little more naughty than others, but his mind is like this body, compared with his peers, he is much more mature.

After returning home, her mother was not at home, and now she is in the mall, working as a shopping guide for a clothing store, with a basic salary plus commission, and after the monthly salary supports the mother, there is still some surplus. The mall got off work after nine o'clock in the evening, and now there were still five or six hours before his mother got off work, and Wu Hou, who was a little hungry, took an apple, and then sat on the balcony and ate it.

Wu Hou's home is on the seventh floor, a new building that has just been built in recent years, and his mother used her savings for several years to buy the house when Wu Hou was about to go to school. Downstairs was a big road, and across the street was the only mall in the city, where his mother now went to work, from nine in the morning to nine in the evening.

Looking at the street outside, thinking about my grandparents, the master and the white tiger, I didn't know that I had eaten an apple. Wu Hou, who was idle, wanted to fight the boxing technique taught to him by his master, but he was absent-minded and couldn't concentrate on it, so he simply stopped fighting, put on his clothes and went out, and went to the mall to find his mother.

Wu Hou, who went downstairs, crossed the road, went straight to the mall, entered the gate of the mall, walked around the snack shop on the first floor for a while, and bought himself a bottle of Coke. He drank Coke through a straw, hummed a little song, and staggered to the second floor.

The second floor was a clothing seller, and Wu Hou knew which store his mother was in, so he walked there familiarly. The weather outside is hot, the air conditioning in the mall has been open, and many citizens have come to the mall to rub the air conditioner because they can't stand the hot weather, so the flow of people in the mall is also very high.

Walking through the crowd, Wu Hou came to the door of his mother's store, and saw his mother in work clothes from a distance, introducing clothes to several customers.

A clerk saw Wu Hou and knew him, so he took the initiative to greet him and said, "Wu Hou, are you looking for your mother?"

Wu Hou saw the person who called him, called Auntie, and nodded again.

The clerk turned his head and shouted inside, "Sister Sunflower, your son is here." ”

Guo Sunhua, who heard the voice, looked at the door and saw her son standing there. She hurriedly handed over the customer to a colleague next to her and walked to the door.

Wu Hou looked at his mother, because of his daily work, even if he applied rouge gouache, he couldn't hide the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, he was a little shaken, and said, "Mom, I'm back." ”

Guo Sunflower walked to Wu Hou's side, with joy on her face, and said, "It's good to come back, I thought you didn't want to go to school and didn't come back, and I was planning to ask the boss for leave and go to the mountains to bring you back!"

Wu Hou smiled and retorted: "How come! I love to study! Look at me this semester, I will give you the first place in the exam." ”

Guo Sunhua also laughed when she heard this, and said in disbelief: "It's still the first, don't count to the first! Stand here and wait, I'll tell the boss to leave work early, and my mother will take you to eat hot pot." ”

"Okay!" Wu Hou nodded repeatedly.

After a while, Guo Sunflower took Wu Hou to a hot pot restaurant on the third floor, and the two ordered a hot pot, asked for some beef and mutton, and ate with relish, chatting while eating. Guo Sunflower hasn't been back to the mountains for more than half a year, and she is a little worried about her parents. Wu Hou told his mother that his grandparents were in good health, and Guo Sunflower was relieved. Guo Sunhua, who was in a good mood, asked Wu Hou for another bottle of liquor and asked Wu Hou: "Son, take two sips with your mother?"

Wu Hou saw that his mother was about to open a bottle of wine, and his heart was really father and daughter, both of whom loved to drink. Wu Hou is usually at home, and his mother also loves to be alone, so she drinks a little every night.

"Drink it!" Wu Hou said happily: "At my grandmother's house, my grandfather and I often drink it. ”

Guo Sunflower smiled: "Your grandfather, teaching you earlier than teaching me." ”

Then she poured the wine into the glass, one for Wu Hou and one for herself. The mother and son touched the cup, Guo Sunflower said, "Welcome my son home!" Wu Hou also said: "I wish my mother eternal youth." "In a relaxed atmosphere, the wine in the glass was drunk.

Wu Hou is young in the end, he can't drink two or three taels, this wine is no better than his grandfather's self-brewed apricot blossom wine, this wine tastes more rushed, and it is more spicy, and it is difficult to swallow after drinking two glasses of Wu Hou. The rest of the wine was all drunk by Guo Sunflower, and the consequences can be imagined, Wu Hou carried his drunken mother on his back and walked home.

On the way, Guo Sunflower was a little gibberish, and shouted indistinctly: "Wu... Wuhan University... Wu Daqi..."

This is not the first time Wu Hou has heard his mother mention this name, in the past, at home, when his mother was drunk alone, she would lie on the table and shout this name intermittently. Wu Hou guessed that this person might be his father. However, Wu Hou never asked his mother who this person was, so he should not know, and when his mother wanted to tell him, she would naturally say it herself.

Walking into the community with his mother on his back, he turned a few corners, and continued to walk towards his unit, Wu Hou just walked with his head down, and didn't see the figure in front of him, until he heard a crisp voice shouting: "Can you help?" Wu Hou stopped and raised his head.

It was a little girl, estimated to be about her own age, wearing a white dress with two thick braids, and a pair of pink sandals on her feet. Taking advantage of the light of the street lamp, I could see her eyes, flickering in the night, as smart as black gems, and her little nose twitched a little, as if she had just cried, and her mouth was still grinning.

Wu Hou asked her, "Are you talking to me?"

"Hmm. The girl was a little embarrassed, and she was crying with just one of the words.

Wu Hou hurriedly asked her, "What's wrong with you, why are you crying?"

"I can't go home, woo..."

"Don't cry, don't cry, tell me what's going on. Wu Hou spoke as gently as he could.

The girl stopped sobbing and said aggrievedly: "I forgot to bring the access card, I can't get in, my parents are not at home, and no one opens the door for me." ”

Wu Hou breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What do you think is the matter, that's it?"

"Hmm. The girl replied.

Wu Hou put his mother on a chair on the side of the road, looked upstairs, and asked her, "Which window is your house?"

The girl pointed with her finger and said, "That's it, open the window, hang the wind chimes." ”

"Seventh floor?" Wu Hou was a little embarrassed.

The girl replied, "Yes, I have a dog at home, but the dog can't hear me, otherwise I can let the dog throw the key down." ”

Wu Hou stared at the girl with some disbelief and said, "Let the dog throw it down?"

The girl nodded.

Wu Hou shook his head, looked left and right, and found no one, and the lights were turned off upstairs, and he was estimated to be asleep, so he was relieved and ready to climb up. In fact, Wu Hou didn't think that the seventh floor was high, but he was afraid that he would be discovered if he made a move, and if he was regarded as a thief, he would be in trouble. No matter how high it is, it is not as high as Pinghuang Mountain, but Pinghuang Mountain has small stones protruding, but the walls on this upper floor are very smooth.

Fortunately, there are balconies on each floor, and there are anti-theft nets on the balconies, Wu Hou climbed up with his bare hands by means of the anti-theft nets, entered the girl's house, found the key and jumped down, ignoring the barking dogs in the room.

The girl looked at Wu Hou worriedly, and waited until he came down with the key before relieving herself.

Wu Hou gave the key to the girl, picked up Guo Sunflower, and told the girl before leaving, "Don't say it." And then he walked away in a very dashing manner.

Wu Hou, who had walked away, heard the girl shouting from behind, "What's your name?"

Wu Hou wanted to say his name, but he opened his mouth and became: "See you again, I'll tell you my name next time." ”

The girl pouted behind her, a little sad.

Wu Hou, who was in a good mood, climbed up to the seventh floor with his mother on his back, and he would definitely not be able to climb up the stairs with a person on his back, but now it's different. Now after climbing to the seventh floor with his mother on his back, Wu Hou did not feel tired, and his breath was still very even, not in a hurry.

This couldn't help but make him feel a little excited and excited in his heart. At this time, when I stood in front of the window and looked at the cars speeding on the road outside, I also felt that those cars were not as fast as they seemed before. Everything that could move in his eyes became much slower in his eyes than before. Wu Hou knew that this was a kind of real feeling of himself after practicing martial arts.