Chapter 33 Returning to Hometown

Author: Shang Xia seeking locks

Chapter 33 Returning to Hometown

After returning home.

After Wang Liang packed up his things, he quickly practiced flying needles. This was his biggest support at the moment. Tai Sui recruited him because of this flying needle stunt, which required speeding up the progress. He had a feeling that the progress bar would be full this time. After upgrading,

The power of the flying needle will be qualitatively improved.

At around two o'clock in the middle of the night, the progress bar reached [Flying Needle: 50000/300000]

Go to bed quickly before the couple next door starts "fighting", otherwise you won't be able to fall asleep listening to that symphony.

I was woken up by the alarm clock at 8am the next morning.

I got up, washed up, checked the natural gas valve and found it was closed, closed the curtains, got dressed, packed my cell phone and keys, and dragged two large suitcases out the door.

Wang Liang's hometown is located behind the Yinshan Mountains. People like to call it Back Mountain. You have to take a shuttle bus to the county, and then transfer to the small shuttle bus that only runs twice a day from the county to return to the village. Their village is called "Yangjiaguqu".

The last two characters are pronounced kū lüàn, which is a dialect and means earthen wall.

There are many shuttle buses to the county. If you buy a ticket at the bus station, you can get on the bus directly.

At around ten o'clock, the shuttle bus pulled into the Yangshi County bus station. Wang Liang quickly got off the bus to pick up his luggage, just in case someone else took the wrong luggage and took his suitcase away. Although the items in those two boxes were not very valuable,

But it is also carefully selected.

There is a lesson about giving wrong gifts. When he was a child, his aunt came to visit relatives and brought him a lot of delicious food and put it in a woven bag. However, someone else took it away, leaving an identical woven bag.

Inside is a coil of wires, an electric drill, and various wrenches and tools.

He couldn't find the person who took the wrong luggage, so he had to take it back. His father was very happy when he saw these things, because they were all needed. If he went out to buy them, the price would not be cheap. He was the complete opposite to his father and felt very uncomfortable.

I silently scolded the person who brought the wrong luggage eighteen times.

Get your own salute back.

I started looking for the bus to Yangjiaquan at the station.

"Huangjia Village, Huangjia Village," a short, fat middle-aged man with a stack of tickets in his hand shouted, and ran over and asked, "Where are you going, young man?"

"Yangjiaquan"

"Harm! The second generation, there is one here who goes to the Yang family."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and thin middle-aged man ran out from the gap between the shuttle buses and shouted, "The bus will leave immediately, hurry up."

Wang Liang quickly dragged his suitcase and ran across.

The ticket back to the village was RMB 20, and we still had to walk more than 100 kilometers. Judging from the current prices, it was not expensive. The people on the bus were all people from the village. Wang Liang was recognized as soon as he got on the bus.

"Isn't this the son of a pig?"

An old man holding a pipe in his hand greeted Wang Liang with a smile.

"Zhu Huan" is the nickname of Wang Liang's father. I heard from the old people in the village that the Wang family only has one daughter, his aunt, who introduced him to his blind date.

In the past, it was impossible to have a son in the countryside, no matter from what aspect.

His grandfather used a half-grown piglet to buy his father from a family that could not afford to raise a child.

The old people in the village like to call his father Zhuhuan, and his peers like to call him Master Wang because his father used to be a carpenter.

"Hello, uncle"

Wang Liang responded with a smile and sat down by the window.

I don’t know the exact name of this old man, but he lives in the village. His son sells fertilizers and seeds in the town and is doing well.

The roads back to the village from the county are all winding mountain roads, which are difficult to walk and the speed of the car cannot be increased. It was almost 12:30 before I staggered back to the village. The village has changed a lot in the past few years. The dirt road used to be

All are paved with cement roads.

It rains and snows, and it gets better.

Solar street lights are also installed on both sides of the road, which illuminate clearly at night.

When it was first installed, some old people said sadly, "What kind of lights do you want to light on the road? You have money and nowhere to spend it?" After the young people explained, they smiled and said, "Technology is good. Lighting electric lights on the road is a waste of time."

OK".

Wang Liang's house is located in the center of the village. Like other houses, it is a red brick house with two main rooms and two south rooms. The east side of the yard is covered with sheep pens, pig pens, chicken coops, and dog kennels.

There is a small grain room.

When there was no refrigerator when I was a child, food was usually stored in the granary.

The candies, melon seeds, peanuts, persimmons and other delicious things bought during the New Year are also "hidden" inside. He often sneaks in and secretly eats fruit candies. The most important thing is that there are also whole hanging firecrackers "hidden" inside.

I secretly took down three or five from the top, ran out and set off firecrackers and fried sheep dung with my friends.

very happy.

When the shuttle bus stopped at the door of his house, his grandfather was leaning against the wall and basking in the sun with a few elderly people. His mother was standing at the door of the courtyard, holding a sieve in her hand, her cheeks red from the cold.

With a "squeak" sound, the car door opened.

Wang Liang rushed out of the car, hugged his mother, and said softly: "Mom, I miss you."

At this moment, he felt extremely at ease, and the heart that had always been holding on to him finally let go.

"Have you been wronged outside?"

"No! Your son is so powerful, how could he be wronged?"

Wang Liang let go of his mother, ran to the old man, and shouted loudly: "Grandpa, I'm back!" The old man was a little hard of hearing, so he had to speak loudly in order for him to hear.

"How many days will you stay here this time?"

The old man's voice was also loud and full of energy.

"When you come back and stay for a day or two, I bought you three kilograms of fine tobacco leaves. I'll go get them first as a gift."

Wang Liang hurried to the shuttle bus, pulled out two large suitcases from the luggage storage area on the side. He seemed to be stronger now than before.

Under the watchful eyes of all the old men, he took the old man back home.

As soon as I walked in, I smelled the smell of stew.

"When will my dad come back?"

While Wang Liang was talking, he walked into the kitchen and scooped up half a ladle of cold water from the urn. He drank it happily. The water in it was drawn from the well. It tasted sweeter than the water in the market.

The mineral water sold online is much better.

"Didn't I give you a cup of water to cool down? Drink cold water again. It will be cold and not good for your stomach."

"If you don't like hot water, drink it, grandpa."

Wang Liang brought the teapot to the old man. The old man took the teapot, took a sip and said, "The water my grandson brought is delicious."

Just as he was talking, the door opened and a middle-aged man with dark skin and expressionless face walked in. Wang Liang subconsciously stood up straighter.

"Come back?" The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Liang, took off his cotton gloves and hat, put them on the window sill near the door, put on his slippers, walked to the stove, picked up the fire hook, and stabbed a few people from the bottom.

He put down the ashes, put his hands next to the stove, and started to warm himself up.

Wang Liang just said "Yeah", he really didn't know what to say to his father.

Ever since he was little, he has been very afraid of his father, just like a mouse is afraid of a cat.

"Is the sheep being watched by Erzhu?"

"Um"

"Then I'll prepare the meal quickly."

Wang Liang didn't dare to sit idle and hurried to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks.
Chapter completed!