At four o'clock, Fang Nian and Li Annan left the Internet café together.

In the past few tens of minutes, Fang Nian has seen the fragile hearts of Internet users who have not experienced too many 'shocks'.

Countless Internet users who have forced Lai Lai to use what they have learned all their lives have said that they have been pricked in the heart.

The most direct manifestation is, for example, a forum directly down.

For example, the book review area was slaughtered.

"So crazy?"

"Don't be so crazy?!!"

Well, Fang Nian felt so sorry for them, in 2008, they were cute.

...... Li Annan, who was carrying a single room diagonal bag, followed him out of the Internet café, his face full of doubts.

"Why did you leave so early today?"

It's summer, it's dark late, and often at such a time, it takes at least five o'clock to leave Tangli Town by car.

Fang Nian's answer was simple and straightforward: "There is no money." ”

Hearing this, Li Annan sighed a little worriedly: "This vacation is not long or short, and I don't know what to do." ”

"Are you rich?" Fang Nian asked casually.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old child, a bunch of dreams buried under his pillow.

When I was about to take the first step, the reality suddenly shone into a dream - there was no money under the pillow, so the pile of dreams shattered.

Li Annan is like this, a good melancholy atmosphere, and it fell apart all at once.

So, Annan Lee began to mumble.

"The third year of high school is so early, I can't be annoyed, I went to work next door to work, working in an electronics factory, I heard that sitting at work, overtime has 1.5 times the salary, more than 2,000 wages a month, and the basic salary alone is 1,000 yuan!"

"When I come back before school starts, I have to have more than 3,000 yuan in my hand!"

As he spoke, he became envious, and even his eye sockets were slightly red from bloodshot.

Because Li Annan's current living expenses are only 500 yuan a month.

Just thinking about the number of a thousand dollars is very exciting.

From the beginning of the year to the end of the year, only during the New Year, the New Year's money may exceed 1,000.

Fang Nian is a little less than Li Annan, only four hundred yuan a month.

In 2008, the basic salary of 1,000 yuan was indeed not low.

Fang Nian remembered that at this time next year, his basic salary for going out to work was also 1,000 yuan, and he was still in Pengcheng.

is also an electronics factory, and the salary received in the first month of entering the factory is 3020 yuan.

It was July, and I worked every day for 31 days of the month, often working overtime until 11 o'clock at night, and overtime on Saturdays and Sundays, divided into 1.5 and double overtime pay.

Fang Nian couldn't forget this matter.

After all, it was the first time I earned money, and it was also the first time I was so tired, tired to a month, and my weight plummeted from 128 to 105 pounds.

"You don't have any relatives over there, no one to bring with you, aren't you afraid of getting lost on the road?" Thinking that this was something in the depths of his memory, Fang Nian teased.

Li Annan froze for a moment, unable to speak anymore.

The two crossed the main street of Tangli from the side street of the Internet café, and then turned to the station.

It is said to be a station, but there are no signs such as depots and stop signs.

Even in 2020, when Fang Nian returned to his hometown by chance, there was still no parking lot and stop sign.

The so-called station in the town is where all minibuses going in different directions stop at the same two-way lane to wait for passengers.

The front and rear windows of the minibus have signs indicating the starting area and important points in between.

There are two types: between different towns and towns and between cities and counties.

Roughly it can cover different township-level units along the way.

"Go to Daping to get on the bus and go!"

"Go to Tian's house and get in the car and go!"

"Go to ......"

As soon as I walked into this street, the sound of the conductor shouting to get on the bus came.

Semi-public and half-private minibuses operate in a way similar to the contracting of urban taxis, earning more and less depending on the number of soliciting passengers.

One after the other with Li Annan, he got on the minibus bound for 'Daping'.

The scene inside the car is just as bad as I remember.

Most of these minibuses are second-hand cars purchased from different places, and the doors do not have automatic devices, and they are opened and closed manually by the conductor.

The number of seats is scarce, with a capacity of 19 people.

When it comes to rushing to the market, it is often crowded.

The seats are in the form of fabric-padded sponge, but they are not comfortable to sit on.

The overall experience is not very good, there is no air conditioning, the windows may not work well.

So it is generally hot in summer and cold in winter.

Because of the road conditions and the suspension of the body is not very good, the bumpiness during the ride is very high.

However, until 2020, minibuses like this were still the only public transportation in Tangli Town, because businesses like taxis could not develop.

Fang Nian and Li Annan were lucky, and the vehicle started and left soon after getting into the car.

"Where?"

"Flower family. ”

"2 blocks of 5. ”

“......”

On the country road, the speed of the vehicles is not fast, about forty or fifty kilometers per hour.

Even so, in less than ten minutes, Annan Lee arrived.

"I'll go first. ”

A few minutes after Li Annan got off the bus, Fang Nian also arrived at his destination, Huajia Market Street.

It is said to be a market, but in fact, it is a two-way main road that crosses it, and there are houses on both sides, so it has developed into a market.

How it developed like this at the beginning, Fang Nian couldn't tell, because no one cared.

It's been like this for as long as I can remember, anyway.

In the summer, even the market is sparsely populated.

Blow a fan in the house to cool off.

After getting off the bus, Fang Nian watched around the year, it was empty, and there was not even a stall, let alone the small bread that solicited customers in his memory.

However, Fang Nian was not in a hurry to go home on the 11th.

He remembered that he still had 20 yuan in his pocket.

I also remember that there has always been a motorcycle rental business in Tangli and other places.

Sure enough, I quickly found this business at the bazaar.

I talked to the driver.

The driver replied, "It's 10 yuan." ”

"Okay. ”

Then the motorcycle started with a bang, and Fang Nian climbed up and roared to set off.

"Luckily, there's a backup, so that's what happened. ”

If it weren't for the 20 yuan backup, even if he remembered that there was a motorcycle for rent, Fang Nian still had to rely on the 11th route to go back.

Only nine minutes later, Fang Nian arrived at the villager group to which he belonged: the Maoba villager group.

After climbing uphill again, I saw my home.

From 08 to 2020, the hometown has not changed much, and most of them are familiar.

Except that in about 13 years, a road of less than two kilometers inside the village group was hardened, little has changed.

Fang Nian quickly walked back to his house along the dirt soil.

I walked in front of my neighbor's house, said hello, and crossed a small mound of earth where bamboo had grown, and arrived at the north side of my house.

Fang Nian paused.

Looking at the two-storey six-lane house in sight, it was built with his uncle's family when he was three years old.

Separated by a hall, the south side is the uncle's house, and the north side is the Fang Nian family.

The hall is shared, and there is a shrine platform to worship the tablets of the deceased ancestors, and there are tables for sacrifices, which are not used daily, and are only used during festivals.

After more than 13 years of wind and rain, the white long tiles on the walls of the small tile building that was still fashionable in Maoba at the beginning of this century have fallen off.

There are traces of wind and rain in the whole building, both inside and outside.

On the north side of the small building, which is completely shaded by bamboo trees, there is a common miscellaneous house in the southern countryside, which is used to raise chickens, ducks, geese, pigs and other poultry.

and the toilet on the inside – dig a pit and put a plank on it and you're done.

Fang Nian glanced at it, and about seven or eight years later, the miscellaneous houses and small bamboo forests disappeared into history under the action of excavators.

The small building on the side of Fang Nian's house was cut off, and a new country villa was built on the sorted out land.

Compared with the current appearance, what Fang Nian remembers more clearly is the appearance of the small villa.

Looking at the small clearing overgrown with weeds and rocks, as well as the miscellaneous houses and bamboo forests that still exist, there was a sense of trance brewing in Fang Nian's heart.

At this time, a voice came from the steps outside the hall at the other end: "Fang Nian, you're back." ”