It was already dark, and a car came from the capital covered with dust. After traveling on the highway for seven or eight hours, it finally returned to this small northeastern city.
Before entering the city, we first turned onto a fork in the road. After walking for 20 minutes, we turned down again into the village and stopped at the entrance of the courtyard.
"Didi!"
The aunt heard the sound and ran out quickly. Yao Yuan and the others got out of the car, carrying large and small bags of things.
"mom!"
Yao Xiaobo was homesick, his heart was full of emotions, and he was in tears.
Yao Yuan helped carry things into the house. When he saw that the food was being prepared, he did not interrupt and said, "Okay, I'm going back!"
"Hey! Open slowly!"
"Let's have lunch tomorrow!"
I got in the car again and drove into the city.
We have not been together this year. My uncle and Yao Xiaobo have been away from home for a long time, so it is inevitable that they will have some thoughts on their minds. It will be the same when they get together again on the first day of the new year.
It would be around six o'clock, and there would be almost no people on the street. It was deserted and deserted. I occasionally saw a few people who were either rushing home or wandering around in a state of despair.
Yao Yuan drove a car with a conspicuous Beijing license plate and arrived at his family's courtyard.
The aunt on the third floor happened to glance down and stared straight at Yao Yuan as he entered the building, then turned around and said, "That boy from Teacher Yao's family drove back!"
"What car?"
"I don't recognize it, it's just parked downstairs."
Her son came over to take a look and said in surprise: "Hey, this car is worth two to three hundred thousand yuan, and it still has a Beijing license plate. He works in Beijing?"
"I heard it is. Why are you doing mobile text messaging?"
"Move? Mobile is a good unit."
"Really, then it can't be several thousand a month?"
"How can I buy such a good car if I already have seven or eight thousand?"
As the son talked, he started to feel envious, but soon turned to jealousy. They were both family members of the school and they had played together when they were children. Now that they had gotten out, it was even more uncomfortable than if he hadn't gotten out.
Yao Yuan, who earns seven to eight thousand a month, stomped upstairs, bringing nothing with him and returned home empty-handed.
It won't open even if I don't have a key, just banging and banging.
"I'm coming!"
There were rapid footsteps and a creak in the house, and Yuan Liping's face was revealed.
"Smash it!"
"mom!"
"dad!"
Yao Yuan usually didn't want to go home, so he thought about it the most when he knocked on the door. Yao Yuemin also ran over when he heard the sound, and when he saw his eldest son, he smiled like a rose.
"Did anything happen on the way?"
"It's okay. My uncle and I take turns driving. They will come at noon tomorrow. Is there anything to eat?"
"Let's put some food on the table first, and we'll eat dumplings later."
Mom and dad instantly transformed into waiters, busy and busy around him. This was the time when Yao Yuan was most relaxed. While eating, his parents looked left and right, and he couldn't get enough of it.
"Are you okay with your partner?"
"Well, I've met her mother."
"What? I'm meeting the parents now, why didn't you tell us!"
"It's not that we have any special objections, it's just that we bumped into each other, chatted for a while, and his attitude toward me was okay."
"Oh, I am an elder after all. If you don't like to hear something, don't take it to heart. But you two are just friends. There is no need to make yourself feel wronged. Everything depends on propriety."
Uh-huh!
Yao Yuan nodded while eating.
And the two of them were nagging, asking questions at first, and then patronizingly saying that their parents were short-changed in many aspects, and they wished they could tell him everything that happened this year.
"The old movie theater has been demolished, and a residential building is being built. It is said to sell for more than 2,000 yuan per square meter, which is too expensive!"
"You often go to that bathhouse. The boss made Mark Six Lottery bankrupt and closed it down."
"Uncle you are divorced, and your aunt is engaged in pyramid schemes."
"..."
From fighting for billions of dollars in the development of the Internet, he fell into the world where his daughter was getting married in the barber shop downstairs; from being the youngest richest man in Tuanjie Lake in history to being the promising child of Mr. Yao’s family that neighbors said.
Yao Yuan quite likes it.
Most reborn people are lonely and need spiritual sustenance, and biological parents are the best.
I ate a bowl of rice pad to cushion my stomach, and in the blink of an eye, at eight o'clock, another year's Spring Festival Gala began.
Ni Ping, Zhu Jun, Zhou Tao, Li Yong, Zhao Baole, and Wen Qing hosted it. It was strange for Zhao Baole to get in because he is a cross talk talker.
Although the Spring Festival Gala has become more and more popular since it entered the new century, this year's Spring Festival Gala is already one of the best in terms of competition.
There was almost no memorable program in the whole show, except "Water Delivery Man" by Ben Shan, Fan Wei and Gao Xiumin, but this sketch was also very interesting.
Yao Yuan thought the dumplings were delicious.
Chives, eggs, shrimps, boiled dumplings stuffed with three delicacies, dip them in a bowl of garlic sauce, take one bite at a time, and your life will be happy.
Jay Chou sang "Dragon Fist".
Then he waited for Jinsha, who got the same treatment as Xuecun the year before, and got a solo!
Still singing "Youth".
"This little girl is very well-behaved and sings beautifully."
"I don't like to listen to popular songs now, but when I saw that MV during SARS, it moved me so much. It was so well shot."
"..."
Yao Yuan was silent for a moment, did he write my name on the MV? It seems not.
"You two like Jinsha?"
"It's okay, I think it's pretty good."
"oh……"
He picked up his cell phone and dialed a number. It took him a while to answer the call, but there was a lot of noise inside.
"Hello? Mr. Yao! I can't hear you. I'm backstage. It's too noisy. When I go out... I can hear you! Mr. Yao, how was my performance just now?"
"Are you really singing?"
"Lip-singing, how can I dare to sing for real?"
"You are quite self-aware. My parents like you very much. Please tell them a few words."
"No, no, I can't be sorry to Mr. Yu!"
What the hell?
Yao Yuan handed over the phone, and Jinsha's clipping voice came from it: "Happy New Year to uncle and aunt, I wish you a happy New Year. I will continue to work hard. Thank you for liking me!"
Yao Yuemin/Yuan Liping:Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
After watching Jinsha's program, I finished a large plate of dumplings, along with a few pieces of pig's trotters. Yao Yuan burped, a little tired from driving, and said, "I'm going to bed, I need to have a good rest."
I wandered back to the small bedroom.
The parents looked at each other, they didn't feel like this last time. What happened this year? What career is their son doing now?!
…………
In the bedroom.
The room was less than half the size of the bedroom in Palm Springs, and there was an air of staleness everywhere, with a crack in the sticker on the ceiling.
It was caused by a leak upstairs and it has never been repaired.
The decoration style back then was like this, and there were stickers on the ceiling, just like wallpaper.
"Buy a big house?"
"Buy a house in Shencheng?"
Several thoughts flashed through my mind for a moment. After thinking about it, I decided to forget it. It would be okay to change the house locally, but if I buy it in Shencheng, my parents would definitely not go there.
This contrast between my wealthy parents and their simple habits makes me quite helpless sometimes. I want to give them superior material conditions, but they find it troublesome.
This year he will come back only when he has time, but that may not be the case in the future.
Liu Qiangdong can still put the customer service center in Suqian, but he has no intention to invest in his hometown. He has witnessed for many years in his previous life that nothing can prosper. He has been a local official, eight out of ten, and everything is stagnant.
When my parents are here, this is still my hometown, but when my parents are gone, this place is just a distant memory.