Author: Hometown Three Thousand Miles

Yan Xin took a taxi back to the village. It was already past six o'clock when he got home.

Fortunately, he called his dad in advance and his dad prepared his dinner.

Before getting into the taxi, Yan Xin also went to the largest Bubugao supermarket in the county to buy some food, including fish, meat, and rice dumplings and twists. The custom of the Dragon Boat Festival here is not only to eat rice dumplings, but also to eat twists.

, I don’t know what the details are.

Dad Yan doesn’t know how to make rice dumplings. During the Dragon Boat Festival in previous years, he would buy a few of the cheapest rice dumplings in town to cope with it.

Now that you have money, of course you have to buy something good.

The taxi drove all the way to the door of his house. After getting off the taxi, he took out two large bags from the trunk, which were all things he bought in the supermarket.

I didn't bring a change of clothes.

This is not going to another place, this is his home, and there are also some of his clothes left at home, some bought during the Chinese New Year, and some bought when I went home during the last Qingming Festival.

Father Yan was very happy when his son came back, but when he saw him buying a lot of things again, he still couldn't help but blame him:

"How wasteful it is to buy so many things again? We have everything at home, so we don't need to spend that money."

"It's okay, it's not much money. My boss also gave me several thousand yuan in holiday expenses." Yan Xin said with a smile.

When it comes to spending money, dragging the fictitious boss out for a while can silence his father's mouth.

The things he bought seemed to be quite a lot, and they were all affordable. The total cost was two to three hundred yuan.

Thousands of dollars have been paid for holiday expenses, and if you spend two to three hundred dollars, it won't make people feel extravagant.

He brought those things into the house and put them in the refrigerator if they should be put there. There was originally nothing in the refrigerator, but when he came, it was almost full.

When I walked out again, I saw Lao Liu from the house next door talking to his father and saying hello to him: "Xiaoxin is back again. Why didn't you drive back this time?"

Yan Xin smiled and said: "I don't have a car myself, so I always drive my boss's car. My boss doesn't have any objection, and I am embarrassed myself, so I come back by car."

"How is work now?" Lao Liu asked.

"It's not bad," Yan Xin said, "I got a little salary increase last month."

"You still have the ability!"

Lao Liu praised him.

Then he said to Yan's father: "Old Yan, your life is better. You have raised such a promising son who can make money and is filial. You are the most blessed one in our village."

Father Yan quickly said: "No, there are several children in your family who are very good."

"It's far worse than your Yan Xin." Old Liu sighed and said.

Although Yan's father tried his best to deny it, the expression on his face showed that he was still very happy and proud of having such a son.

Yan Xin couldn't say anything, so he could only walk into the kitchen with a smile.

But there was a little bit of sadness in my heart - was his father really a blessed person?

Not to mention that I suffered such a fate in my previous life. Even in this life, my financial conditions are good and I live in a small villa. However, I am alone at home, and my life is quite lonely every day.

People who are only in their 40s usually have decades of life left, and the next few days will be such lonely days. It is quite sad to think about it.

——In my hometown, does this count as happiness? Then happiness is too cheap.

Lao Liu chatted for a while and then left. Yan's father also entered the kitchen, turned on the lights in the kitchen, pulled the dining table aside to the center of the kitchen, then served rice and dishes, and the father and son began to eat.

During the meal, Yan's father asked about Yan Xin's current work situation, how he was paying off the money he owed for building a house, and how much he still owed now.

Yan Xin just talked nonsense and told his dad that his salary had increased, he had received a large bonus recently, and he had paid off most of his debt.

Now I only owe ten to twenty thousand yuan. Without affecting my quality of life, I can pay off all the debt before the National Day.

He was just making random remarks, but Dad Yan did some serious calculations:

The debt is 10,000 to 20,000 yuan, so we calculate it as 20,000 yuan.

Now he has four to five thousand yuan in his hands, which he saved from farming and working for others.

In addition, 10,000 yuan was lent to six groups of Feng families.

If the ten thousand yuan is repaid, plus interest, it will be one thousand two thousand yuan a year.

Then there are 15,600.

There are only three to four thousand yuan left to pay off the debt.

After the grain and cotton are sold in the second half of the year, plus grain planting subsidies, it will not be more than the three to four thousand yuan.

After such calculations, I finally feel relieved - even if my son cannot keep his high-paying job, relying on the family's money, he will be able to pay off the debt for building a house this year.

In just one or two years, it is already amazing to be able to build such a beautiful new house and pay off all the debt.

It's not that Dad Yan is too sensitive, but that he is really afraid of poverty. Based on his experience in the past few years, when things change, they are often not for the better, but for the worse.

So he had been worried that Yan Xin would lose that high-paying job. Even though Yan Xin repeatedly reassured him that it was okay, he still felt a little uneasy.

Ever since I started building a house, I have been worried about this kind of thing.

When I first built a house, I felt very worried when I thought about how much money I owed, and how many years it would take to pay off the money if Yan Xin suddenly lost his job.

Hearing from Yan Xin that the debt was decreasing one by one, his worries gradually diminished, but he did not completely let go.

It was only now that I realized that even if Yan Xin was unemployed now, he would be able to repay the debt this year, I was completely relieved.

There are a lot of smiles on the faces.

In the past few years, he had been burdened with heavy debts and had to support a son in education, which made him breathless.

He doesn't want his son to be burdened with heavy debts in the future.

Now that debt is no longer a big problem, I feel relaxed.

He told Yan Xin his thoughts, which made Yan Xin feel funny, touched, and sad at the same time.

Sometimes he even has the urge to confess to his father how much wealth he has now.

This way you don't have to worry about running out of money.

But after hesitating for a moment, he still didn’t say anything about it.

After telling him, his father would no longer worry about his financial problems, but he would have more worries.

Nowadays, there has always been a saying in society that wealth should not be disclosed. It is not a very safe thing for a person to be rich and for others to know that he is rich.

Don't worry about economic issues, worry about safety issues, that's a bigger worry.

It would be better for his father to think that he was just a migrant worker who happened to get a high salary.

The salary is much higher than that of ordinary migrant workers, and it is not to the point of getting rich suddenly. It will make people envious, but it will not make people envious to the point of taking desperate risks.

This size is almost enough.

While chatting, he thought about how difficult it was for his father to live alone in his hometown, and asked another thing: "Dad, you are only in your 40s now and are not old yet. Do you want to consider finding another one?"

Father Yan blushed: "You kid, why do you keep talking about this? I've already said it, I don't have that idea, I live a good life alone."

"It's good for you to live alone now, but what if someone catches a cold and I'm outside and can't come back, and there's no one to bring tea or water?" Yan Xin said.

Father Yan thought to himself: "It's not like I haven't had a cold before, and no one has come to bring tea or water, so why don't I get through it?"

I couldn't say this because there were a few times when Yan Xin was at home, but when I saw him, it was as if I didn't see him, and I didn't take care of him.

At that time, this son was still rebellious, just like He Youqiu, so it was naturally impossible to take care of him.

If you say something like that now, it will be suspected of settling an old score, which will make your son feel uncomfortable, so naturally you can't say it.

He just said: "Looking for a companion is not looking for a nanny. Are you looking for a companion just to have someone to take care of you?"

"Take care of each other," Yan Xin said, "When you are inconvenient, others take care of you, and when they are inconvenient, you also take care of others, and support each other to live. Isn't that better?"

"There is a doctor in the village." Dad Yan said.

"That's not just about being sick," Yan Xin said. "The main thing is that you live alone. I still feel a little too lonely."

Father Yan was a little touched that his son actually pitied himself for being lonely.

Then I thought about my life in the past few years, which was indeed quite lonely.

Feeling a little sour in my heart, I didn't say anything and just sighed.

Yan Xin said: "How about you stop living in the countryside and follow me to the city, so that we can be together and I can take care of your life."

Dad Yan had some thoughts, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and said helplessly: "What should I do in the city? I know nothing except farming. Going to the city will only drag you down and won't help you with anything. .”

Yan Xin smiled and said: "My monthly salary now exceeds 10,000 yuan, and my monthly income is higher than your income from farming for a year. If you don't farm, it won't affect our quality of life."

Dad Yan still shook his head: "I won't go. If I go there, I will be a useless person and I will have to rely on you to support me."

"You are my dad. Isn't it normal for me to raise you?" Yan Xin said, "You raised me like this in such a difficult situation and even supported me through high school. Now that I have the ability, I can also You should be able to enjoy it."

"I'm only in my 40s. How can anyone in their 40s have to rely on their son to support them? Others will scold me if I say this." Dad Yan said.

Then he added: "Even if you want to support me, I will go to where you work, no matter what, after the age of 60. Now I can still support myself, it is better to stay in my hometown."

Yan Xin knew that he would have such a choice, so he was not very disappointed and said: "Since you don't want to go to my place, then I think you still have to find someone. Dad, you are only over 40 years old this year, and you still have a long life ahead of you. , are you going to spend the next few decades alone?"
To be continued...