In the warm spring weather of April, Fang Rui ended his five-year soy sauce career in Nanjing. 1 Novel Network
In this early morning, Fang Rui was carrying a huge backpack, dragging an extra-large suitcase, and dragging his exhausted body along the country road in Xiaotai'er Village. The grass on the roadside was green and the branches were green.
The green leaves are luxuriant, and the long-lost fresh country smell is coming to your nostrils. Everything is so familiar yet strange.
I especially remember the scene when I left my hometown five years ago. The sky was gloomy and the rain was falling. The young and frivolous me ignored the dissuasion of my parents and relatives and insisted on leaving in the wind and rain. I was seventeen years old and was still ten months away from the college entrance examination.
The green flower season and the bitter rainy season.
Many people thought that Fang Rui dropped out of school because he was tired of studying. Only Lao Bian and his close friends, as well as a few insiders, knew that Fang Rui, who had good grades, suddenly decided to go south to follow in her footsteps.
I went there in order to prevent the little buds of first love from withering due to distance before they bloomed into dazzling flowers.
When they left, they were in pairs, but when they came back, they were alone.
The outcome of the story between Fang Rui and her can be imagined.
Fang Rui doesn't want to recall those feelings of youthfulness and even ignorance. He only remembers five years of crawling and wallowing in the coastal area, bumping into the east and south walls, experiencing hardships, wind and rain, and vicissitudes of life. So far, he has nothing to lose.
Empty, empty fighting spirit, apart from seeing through human feelings and worldly sophistication, all you get is full of heartache.
In five years, Fang Rui has matured.
In the past five years, my hometown has changed a lot. Some families have torn down their old adobe houses and built new ones with flat roofs and red bricks. Some families even built tiled houses.
A small western-style building with aluminum alloy windows.
Keep walking along the winding path, which is regarded as a main road in the minds of the people in Xiaotai'er Village.
When the black tiles, yellow earthen walls, wooden beams, earthen floor, and adobe house built in Mao Zedong's era came into view, Fang Rui's heart felt as if it had fallen into a bottle of vinegar, sour.
The sour taste suddenly surged into my heart, like a flood that was out of control.
Fang Rui's eyes were moist.
This is the Fang Rui family.
It was true forty years ago, it was true twenty-two years ago, it was true five years ago, and it is still true today.
Fang Rui stood under the big willow tree in front of the house, looking at his old house. Fang Rui felt ashamed. He had hardly made a dime contribution to this family.
Lifting his legs that were like lead, he walked to the door and raised his hand to knock on the door, but his hand froze in mid-air. When he left his hometown, his heroic words echoed in his ears, but after five years of absence, he achieved nothing. Fang Rui felt shameless.
Meet parents.
"Woof woof... woof woof..." A large wolfdog with glossy black hair barked and ran quickly from the yard of the house. It stared at Fang Rui with a pair of copper-bell-sized eyes, warily hostile to Fang Rui.
"Xiao Hei?" Looking at the calf's muscular big black wolfdog, Fang Rui was startled for a moment, and a dark and fluffy little guy emerged in his mind. The name of the little guy in his memory was Xiao Hei, after Fang Rui.
Rui got it from his best friend Lao Bian's house. Could it be that the big black wolfdog in front of him is Xiao Hei back then? Yes, it has only been five years, and Xiao Hei should have grown up into a dog long ago.
When the big black wolf dog heard the call of 'Xiao Hei', it suddenly showed an incredible stunned expression, sniffed Fang Rui's body with its nose, the hostility in its eyes disappeared in an instant, and then whimpered, its thick black tail
Suddenly, it was like being wound up, swaying from side to side, and it was so joyful.
"Xiao Hei, it's you, haha, you've grown so big." It turned out to be his Xiao Hei. Fang Rui squatted down happily and stroked Xiao Hei's big black head affectionately.
Xiao Hei stretched out his tongue to lick Fang Rui's hand, and then licked Fang Rui's face, making Fang Rui's face drool. Xiao Hei's straightforward enthusiasm moved Fang Rui, but he couldn't bear it, so he turned his head to avoid it.
Xiao Hei's tongue scolded, "Xiao Hei, you little guy, you are still so naughty."...
"Woo..." Fang Rui refused to let Xiao Hei lick him, and Xiao Hei was not happy. He rolled on the ground like a baby, stood up, shook his strong body, and walked around Fang Rui's luggage.
He circled around, smelled, and looked at Fang Rui. As if he understood Fang Rui's embarrassment, he arched Fang Rui with his big head, and then used his front paws to pry open the door of the hall.
The door was banged loudly by Xiao Hei.
"Xiao Hei." A middle-aged woman's kind voice sounded in the dim room.
When he first heard this voice, Fang Rui couldn't help but feel his nose sore again, and tears almost fell down. At this moment, everything about shamelessness and embarrassment was gone. Yes, it was the voice of his mother Yu Yinghong, but in comparison
When we were on the phone a month ago, I looked even older.
"Mom." Fang Rui couldn't help but shout softly.
"Bang!" There was a sound of porcelain falling to the ground and breaking, and then there was silence.
The world is also silent, and the water of time stops flowing at this moment.
I don't know how much time passed, maybe it was a blink of an eye, maybe it was another century, "Xiao Rui, is it you?" Yu Yinghong in the room tried to ask as if she was dreaming, her voice was trembling.
"Mom, it's me." Fang Rui suppressed the soreness of his nose, and his heart was trembling.
"Xiao Rui, are you pregnant? Are you pregnant..."
Yu Yinghong choked in disbelief. There was a rush of footsteps. She ran into the main room and opened the door suddenly. When she saw Fang Rui standing in front of the door, Yu Yinghong froze in place as if she was possessed by a demon. Her eyes
Looking at Fang Rui without blinking, as if she was afraid that Fang Rui would disappear in the blink of an eye, tears overflowed from her eyes and slid down her cheeks.
I have missed my son for five years, and no one has ever experienced the sadness of it. Now my son suddenly stands alive in front of me. It is suspected to be a dream but it is actually real. How can Yu Yinghong not cry with joy.
"Mom." Fang Rui called softly again. Looking at his tearful mother and her gray temples, Fang Rui felt extremely sad, but he forced a smile.
"Yeah." The tears became more and more violent, but a happy smile spread on her face. Yu Yinghong wiped her tears while smiling broadly. Her caring eyes moved on her son inch by inch, and she kept talking.