The two of them arrived here by bus at around ten o'clock in the morning.
Last night, we hugged each other and fell asleep, and we didn't wake up until eight or nine o'clock.
They won't think about anything today, they will enjoy their first day together.
At around ten o'clock in the morning, there were almost no people on the Jincheng bus.
The huge carriage almost became their special car.
Lu Yuan and Zhou Yun were sitting on the two seats by the window of the carriage. Lu Yuan was leaning against the window, and Zhou Yun was leaning gently on his shoulder. The shadows of the trees outside the window revealed a little bit of sunshine, and the sun was shining.
It hit the two of them, causing the car to sway leisurely.
The clear sky moves slowly among the leaves.
The bus swayed through the ancient streets of Jincheng.
Time seems to be a moment, so long and leisurely.
It allows two people to enjoy it slowly.
Jinli Street is one of the most famous ancient streets in Jincheng. It has bluestone ancient roads and tea wood plaques, and walking through it feels like walking into history.
If you like someone, bring her to Jinli.
Lu Yuan and Zhou Yun walked hand in hand. To be honest, at this moment, Lu Yuan really felt a sense of stability that he had never experienced before.
It was a kind of stability that would be with her for the rest of his life.
If you say that since the time you left your family, you have been like a wandering prodigal, but now, you have found a stable place to rely on.
From now on, Lu Yuan felt that he would not think about anything and just be with Zhou Yun.
On both sides of the street, there are all kinds of snacks, which are lined up all the way, hundreds of meters long.
Although Lu Yuan and Zhou Yun don't have much money, as long as they can be with their loved ones, even if they can only eat a bunch of candied haws, they still feel happy.
"It smells so good. It reminds me of Grandpa Zhao next door to our house." Zhou Yun looked at the long stretch of food stalls in front of him, and a feeling of memories appeared on his face. "Uncle Zhao next door to our house made snacks.
Yes, he made shrimp wontons
It's very delicious. He and Aunt Xiuhua were also very good to me when I was a child. Every time before he went to the market, he would give me a bowl of wontons, and my mother would give me a bowl of wontons every time when she returned the bowl.
A bowl of pickles she made for Uncle Zhao and his family..."
"Do you miss Aunt Wang?" Lu Yuan looked at Zhou Yun distressedly.
"Yes." Zhou Yun nodded, tears streaming down his face, "I miss my mother. I have no home now. Lu Yuan, I will follow you from now on. You must never abandon me."
"Don't worry, from now on I will be home with you. Without you, I can only wander around the world." Lu Yuan gently put his arm around Zhou Yun's shoulders.
How distressed he was.
Of course he knows about Zhou Yun. Aunt Wang Lian is her only relative in the world. Since Aunt Wang Lian passed away, she has been alone.
As for the Murong family, it is impossible to establish a relationship.
And Cao Yunfeng is not Zhou Yun's biological father.
"Let's go, there's a wonton seller over there, let's go buy a bowl." With that said, Lu Yuan took Zhou Yun to a small stall.
The stall owner is an old man in his fifties, his hands are dark and full of cracks from work.
Obviously, this is also a person who has a hard time making a living.
"Young man, five yuan." The old man raised his head and handed the wontons to Lu Yuan.
Then, he suddenly froze.
"Uncle Zhao?"
Zhou Yun was also stunned. She never expected that she would meet her neighbors from the previous village in this place.
"Xiao Yun?" Zhao Jisheng couldn't believe it. It wasn't until Zhou Yun called him that he was really sure that the girl in front of him was really Zhou Yun.
"Uncle Zhao, that's great!" Zhou Yun was extremely excited.
Suddenly meeting my former neighbors here is a really unexpected and heart-warming feeling.
"Oh, Xiao Yun, that's great, great." Zhao Jisheng also rubbed his hands and smiled honestly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Soon, Lu Yuan listened to their chat and understood.
This old man is Zhou Yun's former neighbor Zhao Uncle Zhao Jisheng. He is actually only fifty years old, but obviously the burden of life makes him look almost sixty years old.
"Come on, Xiao Yun, come and sit at our house. Xiangxiang will be very happy to see you. She has been talking about you every day since you went to college." Zhao Jisheng stopped doing business.
He closed the stall directly and dragged Zhou Yun to go sit at his house.
Needless to say, Zhou Yun saw people from his hometown here and was a neighbor in the same village, so he naturally had to go and be a guest.
Zhao Jisheng pushed the cart and led the way.
Lu Yuan and Zhou Yun followed behind him.
Starting from Jinli Street, we winded and wound around, and finally arrived at a narrow urban village-like place.
This place is not as colorful as Jincheng looks like. It is filled with dilapidated houses, dense alleys, and freely built private houses. Compared to the place where Lu Yuan and Zhou Yun rented, it seems to be a little worse.
"Uncle Zhao, why did you come to Jincheng?" Zhou Yun asked curiously.
"Oh, I can't stay at home anymore. People are moving to big cities now. I can't make money at home. I have no choice but to make a living. I can only go to big cities. Last year Qianqian came to work in Jincheng.
This year our whole family moved here. We have no money, so we can only rent here." Zhao Jisheng was talking to Zhou Yun cheerfully, but in his brows, there was obviously still the pressure of the burden of life.
"Okay, we're here!"
Finally, we arrived at a yard. It was a big yard with many tenants living in it. There were a lot of clothes hanging to dry in the yard, including some bright red and green women’s underwear. They were hanging everywhere in the yard without any shyness.
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"You damn old man, why are you back so early? Are you lazy because I have a day off?" A middle-aged woman, who looked to be in her fifties or sixties, left through one of the doors.
come out.
"Old lady, look who's coming!"
As soon as Zhao Jisheng finished speaking, the woman saw Zhou Yun.
"Xiao Yun, it's really you! That's great, that's great. Xiao Yun, you are more beautiful than before!" The woman was so excited that she hugged Zhou Yun directly.
"Aunt Xiuhua!"
When he saw this woman and hugged her, Zhou Yun really cried.
Yes, when she saw Aunt Xiuhua, all those childhood scenes came back to her in an instant. Aunt Xiuhua's familiar posture and tone reminded her of her mother, and when she was a child, her mother and Aunt Xiuhua were sitting in the tree.
Under the shade, chatting about household matters together and knitting sweaters together.
"Okay, Xiaoyun, don't cry. You are so happy to see Aunt Xiuhua, why are you crying? By the way, where is your mother?" Aunt Xiuhua really doesn't know about Wang Lian.
She only knew that Wang Lian seemed to have gone to Jinling to visit Zhou Yun a few months ago.
At that time, Aunt Xiuhua was still happy for Wang Lian.
"Aunt Xiuhua, my mother, my mother is gone, wuwuwu." At this time, Zhou Yun cried even more sadly. He hugged Aunt Xiuhua and cried hard.
And Aunt Xiuhua was shocked all over, and her eyes became wet all of a sudden.
This time, she did not persuade Zhou Yun to stop crying.
She hugged Zhou Yun quietly, letting Zhou Yun stay in her arms, crying until her whole body was weak.
"Damn it, it's so early in the morning, ghosts are howling, and no one is allowed to rest. I have to go to work at night!"
However, at this moment, a woman's roar suddenly came from a room on the second floor, and at the same time, a woman's slipper was thrown into the yard.
Zhao Jisheng and Aunt Xiuhua both had the look of honest country people who dare not offend anyone when they first arrived. Obviously, they were also very afraid of the scolding woman.
"Xiao Yun, let's go to the house."
Aunt Xiuhua said, supported Zhou Yun, and entered the house.
The house is very simple.
It was even simpler than the house Zhou Yun rented.
In the corner is a TV, an old-fashioned TV with a vacuum tube transmitter and a rheostat power tuning for wireless reception.
The wall was covered with nails, and there were many colorful plastic bags hanging on them. The plastic bags contained some daily necessities.