Several times in dreams

Chapter 154 Return to Hometown
This is really great news. In the years when Qinghong stepped down from the podium, Meng Xianjun was always sad for his son, more sad than his own affairs.

Later, Qinghong stepped onto the podium again and returned to the students he loved so much. Qinghong wished he could grow up in school all the time. He wanted to get all the lost time back. Now everything is fine. On the right track, life has hope again.

After Qinglian and Linlang returned to the holy city, they both arranged jobs and started families. They are both older youths. Thinking of those delayed youth, they know how to cherish the hard-won happiness in front of them.

In May 1983, Xueqin got married to a dispatcher at the bus station. The young couple loved each other and went to work and went home together every day. Chen Wenjing and his wife saw it and were happy in their hearts.

In July, Yuhui wrote to her second uncle, saying that her mother had been away from home for more than 7 years and she was very homesick, and she wanted to take her mother and the whole family back to visit during the summer vacation.

Except for Xuejun, the children are all married and established. Wen Jing and his wife are free at home. Encouraged by Secretary Chen, Wen Jing and Xi Zi began to contract the parking lot in front of the Confucian Temple in the holy city at the end of last year. In the past two years, the number of tourists in the holy city has increased More and more people came, including many foreign guests.

A car costs five yuan a day, and the income is considerable in a day. Excluding the contracting fee handed over to the brigade, Wen Jing's pockets have obviously bulged in the past six months.

Hearing that his sister-in-law and Yuhui's family were going back to their hometown to visit their relatives, Wen Jing was very happy. He had an idea in his mind. He wrote to ask Wenlan, his mother, the third child's family, and Xuewen's family to come and have a look. The changes in my hometown, look at the new buildings that have been erected in the past two years, and look at the new situation of reform and opening up.

With money in his pocket, Wen Jing planned to wait for everyone to come back, to reserve a few rooms in the Hongtu Hotel, count the number of people, and always open a few tables for dinner, Xuemin cooks vegetables himself, and let the big guys taste his son's cooking.

The more Wen Jing thought about it, the more excited he became, and he gestured to Xi Zi to open the parking lot. He also found a notebook and a pen and started to make a budget.

Zheng Xizi, with her messy gray hair, was sitting on a dilapidated folding chair, with a cigarette dangling from her mouth, her eyes squinted, and she swallowed.

In the afternoon of summer, the solar energy roasts people, and people who sit in the shade under the tree will feel drowsy, and they can only lift their spirits by smoking.

After earning some money, Zheng Xizi now smokes Daqianmen, which costs [-] yuan a pack, and her addiction to smoking is getting bigger and bigger, at least one pack a day.

Looking at Wen Jing who was squatting aside to settle the accounts, Zheng Xizi couldn't get angry. He usually bought a pack of cigarettes by himself, but the old man muttered endlessly. It's not like he doesn't smoke, but he smokes less?

Taking care of the parking lot here, I have put in a lot of effort. I usually have a headache, and I am afraid of delaying my earning money. I have to look at the car here even if I insist.

Now that the sister-in-law and Yuhui's family come back to visit relatives, that's all. They have to recruit the third child's family back, and they have to treat them with delicious food and drinks. At this time, the money is blowing like a strong wind, and he doesn't feel bad at all. up!
The more Zheng Xizi thought about it, the more angry he was, he stretched out a black foot from the rag shoe, and kicked Wen Jing to the ground.

"Are you crazy?" Wen Jing was fascinated by calculations, but was suddenly kicked down, and yelled angrily.

Tang Pozi, who was selling soda, tea eggs, and boiled goose eggs at the stall next to her, laughed loudly: "Look at you two old guys, the combined age is more than 100, in broad daylight, you flirt, and the saints let you go underground. You two are awake!"

"Go to the side, my old lady is hysterical!" Wen Jing made Mrs. Tang feel embarrassed to make a joke.

Getting up from the ground, Wen Jing pulled the pony closer to Zheng Xizi, "I figured it out, if they all come back, it will cost a lot of money, and we still have to earn more when they haven't arrived in these two days Hurry up!"

"Quickly die! I'm so dizzy, I have to go home and rest! If you want to earn money, you can squat here by yourself! I don't deserve to be in the old three's house, why should I work so hard under the sun?" After paying the money, they will be fed in a blink of an eye!"

"Look at what you said, think about how kind your sister-in-law was to you back then! How many children did my mother show us? My sister is still helping Xuewen with the children! They have been away from home for more than 20 years, even if they have a relationship with the third family. What is disharmony, you can't forget it?"

"No! I don't have any objection to my sister-in-law, my sister, and my mother coming back. I'm just not happy when the third family comes back to eat mine and use mine!"

Zheng Xizi stood up and pulled on his shoes, turned around and walked home, leaving Chen Wenjing standing alone in the parking lot, angry and helpless.

Let’s talk about it, let’s talk about it, the relatives who have been away from home for many years are coming back, Wen Jing’s family has tidied up the house inside and out, and threw all the garbage and tatters out of the three small carts, thanks to the Xuezhen and Xuewu's daughter-in-law went home to help clean up when they had time, so they couldn't make people laugh.

Yuhui's family took Meng Wanying on the train going north. It took two days and one night from Xiangjiang to Shengcheng. Zhang Xueqing was about to enter the second year of junior high at the beginning of school. She was taller than Yuhui. look like.

Zhang Xiangxiang was less than five years old. She was quiet and gentle since she was a child. Due to her poor appetite, her small face was a little pale, and her big eyes were flickering. A little excited.

Meng Wanying held Zhang Xiangxiang with her arms, fearing that she would fall off the seat or bump into the small table in front of her when she braked. It seemed that the sky was calm, but her heart was already surging.

It has been more than 20 years since I left the Holy City, how many times I have returned to my hometown in my dreams, the corner pavilion in the garden of the Shenggong Mansion, the lotus pond behind the rockery in the Meng Mansion, the secret passage in the cellar in the backyard of the Chen family, the farms in the suburbs, the yellow wheat, The colorful plum blossoms, the chasing and fighting between sisters, and those loved ones who are buried in the ground, flashed in dreams countless times.

The years are ruthless, passing away in a hurry, decades of time pass by like a fleeting horse, and in a blink of an eye, it is already graying, things are people and things are not, and the feeling of being close to the hometown is timid. The closer you are to your hometown, the more unspeakable feelings in Meng Wanying's heart.

Yu Hui knew her mother well, she sat quietly by the side, rather than saying she didn't want to disturb her mother, it was more like she didn't want to disturb her mother, she was afraid of disturbing Meng Wanying's seemingly peaceful mood.

"Grandma, tell me about your youth, I want to hear it!"

It was Zhang Xueqing who was talking, and Yuhui reached out to grab her. Why did this ignorant child bring up this topic?Yuhui was really afraid that her mother would lose control of her emotions and cry bitterly on the train.

Unexpectedly, Meng Wanying slowly talked about those old events, some of which Yuhui heard for the first time.

The mother looked calm, even in a happy mood, "Then let's start when I was a child, when I was your age..."

The train rumbles forward, and the conversation between grandparents and grandchildren extends along the rails without end.

(End of this chapter)