Seeing the Tong family opening the door, Grandpa Wang said hello to Ling Shaofeng and left, his back staggering, while Ling Shaofeng and Jiaqian's mother Zhang Xiumei stood there stunned.
"Aunt..." Ling Shaofeng called out.
Zhang Xiumei stared at Ling Shaofeng for a long time with her eyes wide open, and then stammered: "You...you..." After speaking for a long time, she didn't say a complete sentence. She rubbed it
With her eyes wide open, she could hardly believe that it was Ling Shaofeng who appeared in front of her.
"Aunt, I'm Shaofeng, I'm back." Ling Shaofeng recognized at a glance that this middle-aged woman in her forties was Jiaqian's mother, but compared with before, Jiaqian's mother seemed older.
She had lost a lot of weight, there were gray hairs on her temples, wrinkles on the corners of her eyes, and her body was much thinner than before. She must have been worried and suffered a lot in these years. Ling Shaofeng felt sour, and stepped forward to hold her hand and shouted again.
A voice said: "Auntie, I'm back."
Zhang Xiumei's hands trembled a few times, tears welling up in her eye sockets: "It's really Shaofeng, my child, you... you're back, you're back... you're really back..."
"
Zhang Xiumei kept mumbling, still unable to accept the fact that Ling Shaofeng was back. She always thought that Ling Shaofeng would never come back after he escaped four years ago.
Zhang Xiumei had mixed feelings in her heart. She shook her head, with a hint of unspeakable pain on her face: "Oh, why did you come back at this time? Why... why did you come back just now?"
Ling Shaofeng was stunned. What did she mean? Did he come back at the wrong time? Or was he coming back too late? Remembering that Grandpa Wang just said that Jia Qian was not at home and had gone out last night, Ling Shaofeng felt inexplicably tight in his heart, and he felt a surge of pain.
Bad premonition.
"Auntie, Qianqian...is she okay?" Ling Shaofeng asked.
Zhang Xiumei was stunned for a moment: "She..." But immediately she wiped her tears and said: "Come in, kid, come into the house and say it, don't stand at the door..."
With that said, Zhang Xiumei pulled Ling Shaofeng into the house.
After entering the courtyard, Ling Shaofeng's heart was touched again. The courtyard of the Tong family was still the same courtyard, the houses were still the same, and the big locust tree in front of the door was still there. Compared with four years ago, it was not much different.
The change was just that it was more shabby than before. Ling Shaofeng remembered that when he was a child, he and Jia Qian often sat under the big locust tree to review their homework. After Jia Qian's mother had finished dinner, she moved out a wooden table and placed it under the locust tree.
Invite him and Jiaqian to come over for dinner.
Jiaqian's parents are both honest and kind-hearted workers, especially Zhang Xiumei. She has been good to Ling Shaofeng since she was a child and treats him like her own child. Zhang Xiumei often jokingly said to Ling Shaofeng: "Xiaofeng, you want to
Work hard, and when you grow up and become successful, I will let Qianqian be your wife."
Whenever she hears Zhang Xiumei say this, Tong Jiaqian will lower her head in shame, while Jiaqian's father, Tong Guoshan, laughs and scolds: "Little bastard, don't be happy too early, we Qianqian will not give you anything until you have great potential in the future."
If you have no future as a daughter-in-law, don’t even think about it. Our Qianqian is the most beautiful little princess in our five alleys, hahaha..."
At that time, Zhang Xiumei and his wife were mostly joking, but Ling Shaofeng was very serious. He would run up to Tong Guoshan, raise his face and say seriously: "Uncle, when I grow up, I want to drive a Rolls-Royce and marry Qianqian.
Rolls-Royce, red.”
This sentence shocked Tong Guoshan and his wife: "Hey, how old are you that you know about Rolls-Royce? That is a good car worth more than 10 million yuan. If you can really drive a Rolls-Royce and marry Qianqian, our Tong family will be buried in it."
The faces of the ancestors who are underground are also bright, hahaha..."
After saying these words, the Tong family would usually pat Ling Shaofeng's little head and go about their business. No one took it seriously, it was just a joke, but Ling Shaofeng remembered it and kept it firmly in his heart.
, he was only eight or nine years old at that time. He saw with his own eyes Boss Wan, the largest boss in City D, driving a dark red Rolls-Royce Phantom passing by the entrance of Wuda Alley. At that time, he didn’t know much about cars, but he
From the envious looks of passers-by, I knew that the dark red Rolls-Royce must be very expensive.
Once, he held Tong Jiaqian's hand and walked on the way home. The dark red Rolls-Royce drove past them. Tong Jiaqian opened her mouth in surprise and pointed at the car and said: "It's so beautiful...
..."
"Qianqian, is that car beautiful?" Ling Shaofeng asked Tong Jiaqian.
"Of course it's beautiful. It's the most beautiful car I've ever seen. It's much prettier than the Buick the principal of our school drives. I like it very much," Tong Jiaqian said.
"Then I will drive this kind of car when I marry you." Ling Shaofeng said seriously.
Tong Jiaqian lowered her head and pursed her lips, with a hint of blush on her face.
From then on, the dark red Rolls-Royce Phantom was deeply imprinted in Ling Shaofeng's heart. From then on, he had a belief in his heart that he must work hard. When he grows up, he will make a lot of money and buy a Rolls-Royce.
Marry Tong Jiaqian.
Fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel. No one thought that at the age of 14, Ling Shaofeng would start a four-year escape because he almost strangled Boss Wan's son. His beautiful wishes were also shattered.
All over the place.
The past events were still vivid in his mind, and Ling Shaofeng felt sad, calling the name in his heart - Jia Qian, Jia Qian...