Red Boy looked at Fang Zheng bitterly, with a look of longing on his face, as if to say: "Master, the donor has spoken, can't you be merciful?"
Fang Zheng seemed not to notice and said, "Your brother has become a monk. Monks cannot eat meat or spicy food. Little donor, please eat it quickly. This is what your grandma made specially for you."
"Thank you, Granny." It turned out to be a child. After eating the delicious food, he suddenly burst into laughter. The relationship with Ma Guifen also became much closer, and the feeling of strangeness was much less.
"Xiaoxue is so good, please eat more. This is our domestic chicken, it is very nutritious." Ma Guifen gave Xiaoxue a big chicken leg.
Xiaoxue started to chew it happily, making a certain child swallow his saliva.
Fang Zheng secretly swallowed, lowered his head, and ate quickly. He would finish early and leave early. He would be relieved early. He couldn't stand it anymore...
The host enjoyed the meal and the guests were miserable, but overall, it was a good meal.
After finishing the meal, Ma Guifen refused to let Deng Xiao wash the dishes no matter what, and occupied the kitchen alone. Deng Xiao had no choice but to sit there and chat with Fang Zheng.
"Donor, haven't you been back to your hometown for a long time?" Fang Zheng asked.
Deng Xiao nodded and said with a bit of guilt: "Yes, it has been more than a year. The last time I went back was during the Chinese New Year the year before last. A lot of things happened last year. I got divorced and I was in a bad mood. I was afraid that it would affect me.
Mom, I haven’t gone back. People who work like us are called white-collar workers at best, or part-time workers at worst. We don’t have a few vacations throughout the year, so we have to work overtime for various reasons. Even if it’s a long vacation,
The salary will also make it a short three-day holiday. And the journey back to my hometown from Dawu takes two days. It takes one day to get to the city and three hours of driving. The rest of the time can only be walked.
It takes a day to get home by climbing over mountains and ridges."
"Do you still have to go over mountains and ridges?" Hong Hai'er asked in disbelief. In his impression, Yizhi Temple was already a poor place, but at least there was a road and it was open to traffic.
"Well, our landform is mountainous, and many villages are deep in the mountains. The transportation is very inconvenient. Even if the state invests a lot of money and policy support, it will not be effective in a day or two. What's more, many people now have
After coming out of the mountains, there are not many people left in a village. Investing huge sums of money to build roads is a loss-making business. I guess the local government is also debating whether to build it... Go to my hometown, from the county seat
To set off, we have to climb two mountains and cross a small river." When Deng Xiao said this, his eyes turned red again.
Fangzheng and Honghaier subconsciously looked at Ma Guifen, who was still busy in the kitchen, and then at the big woven bag and a basket of intact local eggs.
A set of images flashed through Fang Zheng's mind subconsciously. An old mother was walking in the mountains, bending down to protect the egg basket in her hand. She also had to carry a large woven bag, walking through the rocky river, and climbing over the river.
Climbing mountains one after another, and finally walking into a strange city... Fang Zheng couldn't die just thinking about that scene, and he was moved by it just thinking about it. In the whole world, I'm afraid there are only one person who can do this for others.
Parents of their children! Poor parents in the world, they have paid so much, what are they doing for the sake of it?
Fang Zheng has no parents, only a master and a group of villagers. Although everyone is very kind to him, this still cannot make up for the regret that Fang Zheng does not have parents to take care of him. Therefore, he does not know much about what his parents have done for their children. Therefore, there is some feeling in his heart. I'm confused, what are the parents doing for their children? Is it simply to raise children to prevent them from being the youngest?
Hong Hai'er was even more puzzled. In his impression, one of his parents seemed to be looking for a mistress outside, while the other stayed behind closed doors. His son was thrown out to let loose before he grew up... and he didn't see his parents doing anything for him. It’s been such a struggle.
Even so, the two of them were still moved. Fang Zheng subconsciously clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
Deng Xiao came back to his senses and sighed: "I owe my mother too much in this life, and I also want to go back to be with her. But, I can't go back." Speaking of this, Deng Xiao looked helpless and confused. .
Deng Xiao continued: "I don't want Xiaoxue to be like me, having to work several times as hard as other people's children in order to get an equal living environment. I want her to be better... All my strength now is used to change the fate of the family. Now, I don’t know if what I did is right, but I have no choice..."
Speaking of this, Deng Xiao cried.
Fang Zheng sighed. There are too many situations like Deng Xiao's all over the country and the world. Young people, either for their ideals or to change the fate of future generations, have left their hometowns and parents to work hard. People only see them. The scenery of hard work did not see the misery in their hearts. If possible, who would be willing to leave their hometown? A world without relatives, even if there is gold everywhere, has become boring. Some people may say that as long as they are willing, it will be enough. Go back. But the reality is that I can’t bear to leave and can’t leave.
"Mom, stop crying. I won't leave you in the future. I will always be by your side and take care of you, okay? When I grow up, I will also be filial to Grandma Ga." Xiaoxue saw Deng Xiao crying sadly and pulled Deng Xiao. Xue's hand whispered.
Deng Xiao wiped her tears, smiled and touched Xiaoxue's head and said, "Okay, from now on we will all be filial to Grandma Ga."
"Well..." Xiaoxue said.
Fang Zheng drank the boiled water silently, always wondering: "Donor, why did Donor Ma come in such a hurry?"
Deng Xiao smiled bitterly and said: "It's all my fault. I caught a cold before, and coupled with the pressure of life, I felt very depressed. So I called home and said... As a result, my mother came."
Fangzheng was shocked. He didn't expect that Ma Guifen came all the way here just because her daughter said on the phone that she had a cold and was feeling unwell!
Looking at Deng Xiao and then at Ma Guifen, Fang Zheng sighed: "You have a good mother."
Deng Xiao nodded and said: "It's a pity that I am not a good daughter. I have lost too much money to her..."
Fang Zheng didn't say anything, but stood up and left. The remaining time was his family's time, and he really shouldn't be a light bulb anymore.
After leaving Deng Xiao's home, Honghai'er walked on the road and muttered: "Master, Donor Ma is so kind to Donor Deng. He came all the way here just because of a cold. Do you think my mother will miss me?" .”
Fang Zheng said: "How many parents in the world are not good to their children? Your mother must be thinking of you..."
Hearing this, Hong Hai'er fell silent and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Fang Zheng knew that this naughty kid finally missed home after being here on earth for so long. So he gently touched his head, then took Hong Boy's little hand and disappeared under the dim street lights.