The day after Chen Feng posted this Weibo post, he embarked on a journey back to his hometown. His hometown is in a small mountain village more than a thousand kilometers away from the capital.
The original owner of Chen Feng's body left his hometown six years ago and never came back. Chen Feng first flew to the provincial capital, then took a long-distance bus to the county, took a bus from the county to the town, and finally took a motorcycle from the town.
When driving to the village, most of the road is winding and winding with gravel roads. If Chen Feng hadn't added money, the motorcycle master would not have done this business.
Although Chen Feng's hometown city is not a poor city, the county where he is located is a poor county in the country, and the mountain village where he was born is a poor village in a poor county, so he has lived a hard life since he was a child.
It took more than half an hour to arrive at Chenjia Village, the small mountain village where their family lives. As the name suggests, most of the people in this village have the surname Chen. But now this village has declined. As long as the rich people have basically moved out,
The better ones moved to the county seat or even the city, and the worst ones moved to the town. This small mountain village is too remote.
Nowadays, most of the young people in the village have gone out to work or do business, and most of the ones who remain are the old, weak, women and children.
Standing at the entrance of this small mountain village, Chen Feng suddenly felt a sense of home away from home. This was obviously caused by the soul imprint left by the original owner.
In memory, Chen Feng’s father is called Chen Dayong and his mother is called Zhao Xiaolan.
Within a few minutes of Chen Feng standing at the entrance of the village, several children ran over and surrounded him with curious and inquiring looks. One of the oldest, a girl of twelve or thirteen years old, asked: "Are you
Where did you come from? Did you come to our village to find someone?"
Chen Feng looked at this girl and couldn't recognize her. After all, he hadn't been back for five or six years.
Chen Feng said directly in the local dialect: "I am from this village."
"Are you from this village? Why don't I recognize you?" The little girl tilted her head and looked at Chen Feng, "I know everyone in the village."
Several other children also looked at Chen Feng with disbelief.
Chen Feng smiled and asked: "My name is Chen Feng, what is your name?"
The little girl hesitated for a moment and said, "My name is Chen Xiaoli."
When Chen Feng heard this name, he immediately had an impression, because this girl was his sister. She was the daughter of one of his cousins. The two families lived close to each other and often moved around.
"So you are Xiaoli. You used to follow me around when you were little, and I used to hug you. Is your dad's name Chen Daqiang? You should call me brother. By the way, why didn't you go to school today?"
"Are you Uncle Dayong's son, Brother Xiaofeng?" This girl actually recognized Chen Feng, which surprised Chen Feng, but in his memory, it seemed that this girl was very attached to him when he was a child. The girl was six or seven years old at the time, so she can remember
He wasn't surprised either.
"Yes, I'm back."
The little girl suddenly looked full of joy and said loudly: "Brother Xiaofeng, a reporter came to interview two days ago. Everyone knows that you have become a big star. Everyone is very happy. Your parents are crying. Come on, I will take you there
Meet dad and grandma."
With that said, the girl pulled Chen Feng towards the village. As she walked, she called out: "Brother Xiaofeng is back! Brother Xiaofeng is back!"
Suddenly the village became lively, old men, women, children and women all ran out of their homes to watch.
Because the reporter just came two days ago. Their small mountain village has never had a reporter before, let alone any big shots. Therefore, what happened two days ago was quite sensational, and the whole village knew about it. They
A star has emerged in the village, the honest and arrogant son of Chen Dayong. Everyone has been talking about it for the past two days.
Now Chen Feng suddenly came back, and all the seven aunts and eight aunts in the village came over and surrounded Chen Feng. The little girl Chen Xiaoli was still useful. She worked hard to clear the way and successfully pulled Chen Feng all the way.
Arrived at the door of the house.
Zhao Xiaolan was the only one at Chen Feng's house, who was weaving baskets with thin bamboo strips. When she saw the commotion outside the door, she came out to take a look. She saw Chen Feng at a glance and stayed there immediately.
"Xiaolan, your son is back. Is he stupid?" the aunt shouted immediately.
Zhao Xiaolan suddenly woke up from a dream, and burst into tears.
When he saw Zhao Xiaolan, the mother of the original owner, Chen Feng suddenly felt like crying. He couldn't help shouting "Mom", then ran over and knelt down in front of her. Zhao Xiaolan quickly pulled him up.
, smiling with tears: "It'll be good to come back! It'll be good to come back!"
"Xiaolan, where is Dayong?" asked the aunt.
"He went to the fields. I'll call him back."
"This Dayong is real. His son has become a big star. What else is he going to do? You don't have to look for him. You stay with your son and I'll call him over."
Immediately, several people ran to call Chen Dayong.
Zhao Xiaolan held Chen Feng's hand tightly. The two of them came to the house together, and the villagers who were watching the excitement followed them in. His house was immediately packed.
His house is a two-story floor-to-ceiling house that has been around for some years. The ground on the first floor is only paved with cement, and the second floor is still a wooden structure. However, Chen Feng immediately felt a sense of warmth and kindness as soon as he entered the house.
Zhao Xiaolan couldn't get enough of her son, with tears and smiles on her face. Both Chen Dayong and Zhao Xiaolan were not good at expressing themselves. Now that she saw her son again, she was just filled with joy, and she didn't know what to say.
What.
It was Chen Feng who spoke first: "Mom, I'm sorry. I haven't contacted you in the past few years, which made you worry."
"Silly boy, what are you saying to your mother that you're sorry? It doesn't matter. I wish you could come back. Now that we've heard that you're successful, your father and I are relieved."
Poor parents all over the world. Zhao Xiaolan's words made Chen Feng feel the urge to cry. In fact, his tears were already shed.
At this time, Zhao Xiaolan's excitement gradually calmed down, and she comforted her: "It's good that you are successful now. Your father and I were worried about you suffering outside. Now I see that you are living a good life.
Parents are also happy. Don't feel sorry for your parents. It's your parents who are sorry for you. If your family had money, you wouldn't have dropped out of school and gone out to work at the age of 16, let alone not contacting your family for several years. It's your parents.
I am so sorry."
"Mom, stop talking. It's mainly my fault. I was such a jerk before, but I won't be anymore. I will definitely honor you and Dad."
Zhao Xiaolan burst into tears as soon as she heard this, and the aunties and aunties nearby all offered words of advice.
"The children are back, you should be happy and don't cry all the time."
"It's not easy for Xiaofeng to come back. He must not have eaten yet. Go and cook for him."
"Xiaolan, go cook quickly. Is there any food? My family just killed an old hen today, and there is still half of it. I will get it for you."
"I also have two kilograms of pork belly at home."
"My family just caught a rabbit yesterday and brought it to you."
Everyone is from the same village, and they are basically related to each other, so the human touch is quite strong, and Zhao Xiaolan was not polite. Soon, several families brought various food and helped Zhao Xiaolan.
The kitchen is busy.
To be honest, Chen Feng was really hungry. He set off from the capital early in the morning, then changed cars and then changed cars. When he got here, it was already after two o'clock in the afternoon. Although he ate some food along the way, he definitely didn't eat anything.
Hungry.
Not long after, Chen Dayong also ran over in a hurry, but when he saw his son, he didn't say much. He just had red eyes and held Chen Feng's hand as tightly as Zhao Xiaolan, muttering: "
Just come back, just come back."
Returning to the home of the original owner, Chen Feng felt very relaxed and warm all over. After the food was cooked, he sat down and started eating and drinking without being seen outside at all. People around him did not feel that Chen Feng
This is not good, but instead they all smile, as if looking at their own children. This feeling and atmosphere make Chen Feng feel very comfortable, and he does not feel embarrassed at all.
The feeling of home is indeed very good. Chen Feng suddenly thought of his family in his previous life. He seemed careless before and just didn't want to think about it. Now that he returned to this home, he naturally thought of his family in his previous life.
Parents in his previous life. Then, his entire mood suddenly collapsed.
Everyone saw him crying while eating. They thought he felt guilty again, and they all tried to persuade him.
It took Chen Feng a while to regain his composure. He wiped away his tears and said to everyone with a smile: "Thank you everyone. I have been working hard outside these years and have never come home to honor my parents. This time I came back to honor my parents. In addition,
, I also want to do something for the village within my ability."