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Chapter 27 Going Home
While Shen Siyuan was having breakfast, he called a ride.

The reason why Shen Siyuan didn't call a taxi in advance last night was because there were many hitchhiking options going back to his hometown.

The reason for this is that every day many tourists travel between Binhai and Yeshi by car, and Shen Siyuan's home is right between the two cities.

After breakfast, Shen Siyuan came to the side of the road. After a while, a car slowly stopped beside him.

There was someone sitting in the passenger seat, so Shen Siyuan opened the back door and got in.

"User of bus 2817, heading to Qingshui Town?" the driver turned around and asked.

"Yes, there are no more passengers, right? Shall we set off now?"

Shen Siyuan doesn't like sitting in the back with strangers.

"It's just the two of you. Go now," said the driver.

Upon hearing this, Shen Siyuan did not ask any more questions, but took out his cell phone and looked through it.

However, the car was not quiet because the passenger sitting in the passenger seat was very talkative and kept talking to the driver.

“What are the fun places in Binhai…”

“The consumption level in Binhai is too high…”

"What's good about Coconut City..."

"It's a pity that I have a flight this afternoon, so I can only come next time."

From their conversation, Shen Siyuan also figured out that the middle-aged man came to Binhai to travel and relax, and was preparing to go to Coconut City to take a flight back.

As for why they don’t fly back directly from Binhai, it’s because Binhai is a tourist resort and direct flights are very expensive, so many tourists choose to fly to Yeshi and transfer in Yeshi, which is much cheaper.

Shen Siyuan got on the bus at seven o'clock and arrived at Qingshui Town before nine o'clock. It was still half the distance to Coconut City. The remaining passenger would not arrive in Coconut City until after eleven o'clock, so he could have lunch in Coconut City at noon.

In fact, starting from Binhai, you can take the coastal highway, which will be faster, but the driver obviously wanted to take one more person, so he chose to take the national highway.

Shen Siyuan's home is not in Qingshui Town, but in a small village below the town.

After getting off the car, Shen Siyuan did not rush back, but went to the pharmacy to buy a few boxes of blood-activating and analgesic ointment. His mother is a teacher, and because she has to raise her arms to write for a long time, she has severe periarthritis of the shoulder.

In addition, he bought a pack of cigarettes, which was naturally prepared for his father Shen Jianjun. Although he was not a heavy smoker, he had his own chicken farm and consumed a lot of cigarettes in his daily social interactions.

Speaking of Shen Jianjun, he is also a capable man. He has opened a restaurant, run a sand field, raised fish, and raised ducks. Now he has a chicken farm.

Although Shen Siyuan lives as a livestock in Binhai, his family life is actually pretty good.

This is also why some relatives and acquaintances are keen to introduce a partner to Shen Siyuan, mainly because his family is well-off.

After buying the things, Shen Siyuan got on a three-wheeled motorcycle at the end of the street.

The three-wheeled motorcycles go through villages and alleys, specifically taking people from the town to other villages. They are equivalent to private taxis, but the mileage is not counted and the charge is per person. Children are free and adults are charged five yuan per person.

After swaying and jumping along the way for about twenty minutes, they arrived at the entrance of Shen Siyuan's village.

Shen Siyuan's village is called Linjiaopo. It's not a big village, with only about 200 households. However, most of the people left in the village are old people and children, and most of the young people have gone out to work.

Shen Siyuan came to his door with his things and saw the gate was wide open. His mother Huang Huijuan was drying dried shrimps in the yard. These shrimps were used to make shrimp paste.

Huang Huijuan is 51 years old this year. She wore a blue floral V-neck dress and had her hair permed. She has very fair skin, so she looks very young. It can be seen that she was definitely a beauty when she was young, but now her figure is a little fatter, but she looks more elegant.

"Mom~"

Shen Siyuan called her.

Huang Huijuan looked up and saw Shen Siyuan. She was delighted and immediately came forward to greet him.

"You're back now. What are you buying? Have you had breakfast yet?"

Although they argued with each other on the phone, they were like a loving mother and a filial son when they met. Of course, this situation only lasted for the first time they met and did not even last a day.

"I have eaten. I bought you a few boxes of blood-activating and pain-relieving ointments on the street. Didn't you say your arm hurt last time? Is it better now?"

"It's already healed. I'm dying of pain waiting for your plaster." Huang Huijuan said unhappily, but she had already reached out to take the bag from Shen Siyuan.

At this moment, she suddenly stopped and looked up and down at Shen Siyuan in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Shen Siyuan asked in surprise.

"You seem a little different." Huang Huijuan said suspiciously.

She reached out to touch Shen Siyuan's face, but he avoided her with a look of disgust.

"Your hands are so smelly, don't touch me."

Upon hearing this, Huang Huijuan slapped him on the shoulder twice in annoyance.

Then she put her face close to Shen Siyuan and looked at him carefully: "What kind of colored contact lenses are you wearing?"

"You also know about beauty contact lenses?"

"How bizarre! I'm not an old-fashioned person. Oh, and I haven't said anything about you yet. Why don't you like my WeChat posts or follow me on TikTok?"

As he said that, he reached out to knock Shen Siyuan on the head.

Shen Siyuan quickly protected it and said dissatisfiedly: "Can you please stop posting those things?"

"What are those things?"

"If you don't have children, you will most likely not be able to support yourself in old age; what cruel truth is chilling; what eating pickles every day can at least make you live ten years longer; what truth the TV stations dare not report..."

"You might as well believe that your son is Qin Shi Huang."

"If you have the guts, go tell your dad about this."

Huang Huijuan rolled her eyes at him, then pulled his wrist and went home.

"I have nothing to be afraid of saying."

"Do you know who Qin Shi Huang's mother was?"

"Zhao Ji, who doesn't know this?"

"Zhao Ji doesn't have a good reputation..."

"Uh……"

Shen Siyuan's house is very big. Although it is in the countryside, it is built quite luxuriously and is no worse than a detached villa in the city.

There are six rooms on two floors, two living rooms, one kitchen and two bathrooms. It is quite beautiful.

As you walk into the foyer, you are greeted by a huge floor-to-ceiling window, which allows light to flow in from the north and south, making the view extremely wide.

"Where's my dad?" Shen Siyuan asked casually after changing into slippers.

"He went to the chicken farm and should be back soon."

Huang Huijuan put her things down and went into the kitchen to wash her hands. Her hands did smell bad from flipping the dried shrimps just now.

"How did you come back?"

"How else can I get back? I can just take a ride."

"It's not a big deal to take a car every time. If you get a driver's license, your dad and I will pool the money together to buy you a car."

Upon hearing this, Shen Siyuan looked up at the luxurious house. He still thought he was a child who always said that his family was poor and had no money.

"Forget it, it's good to take a car."

As they were talking, the sound of a motorcycle was heard outside. Shen Siyuan walked to the door and saw a middle-aged man with a big belly riding a motorcycle into the yard.

The person who came was Shen Siyuan's father, Shen Jianjun.

(End of this chapter)