When Zhao Lei drove out of the commune, he saw a bus coming from a distance.
Zhao Lei looked at Wang Juan, who also looked at him.
Wang Juan was really looking forward to it. She wondered if Zhao Qiang was on the bus. If this man was really on the bus, it would be really interesting.
Zhao Lei drove quickly towards the city, and Zhao Qiang was actually on the bus that passed them. When he thought about giving Zhao Lei a scare later, he felt very happy.
Finally, when he got off the bus, I was stunned by the unfamiliar scene in front of me that seemed a bit familiar.
Yesterday, after they got off the bus, they saw their eldest cousin waiting for them at the station with a bullock cart, and then they took the car back to the village.
He was drowsy all the way and didn't even look at the road conditions, so he had no idea how to get from the commune to the village.
Now he was awake and completely confused. He didn't know how to get there, but soon he knew what to do. He didn't know how to get to his uncle's house. It was okay, he could ask for directions.
Soon he asked how to get to his hometown village, "Huh, Lao San, do you think I don't know the way to my hometown?"
"I don't know the way, but I can ask." Zhao Qiang walked slowly towards his hometown, one foot high and one foot low.
At first he still had the energy to curse, but slowly he really didn't have the energy to curse anymore, "What's going on? Isn't it going to be fast?"
I remember when I took the bus back home yesterday, it felt like the journey went by very quickly, but in fact we passed through several villages in one day and it wasn’t my hometown at all.
After a long journey, Zhao Qiang finally saw a familiar place. "Yes, I'm finally here."
Looking at the big tree and the scene at the entrance of the village, Zhao Qiang burst into tears, "It's really far away."
In the middle of winter, even during the Chinese New Year, at this time in the afternoon, everyone was staying at home and no one was watching Zhao Qiang, which made him feel relieved.
Yesterday, I followed my eldest cousin and others to visit New Year in the village. Following this grandfather and that uncle behind him, I can say that I felt dizzy. At first, he wanted to match the names with the people, but there were too many people to visit, and in the end he felt dizzy.
He thought that he only came once a year, and when he came back for the Chinese New Year next year, even if he really forgot about them, those bumpkins wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
After all, who could have thought that he would come back again the next day. Fortunately, God still liked him, and Zhao Qiang came to his uncle's house so easily.
After sending Zhao Tiezhu and his family away, Zhao Dahe smoked in the house angrily. His aunt knew that he was upset, and she was also angry. "What kind of people are they? This is not the first time you know it."
"I think that kid Xiao Lei doesn't care anymore."
Zhao Dahe had been smoking with his head down. Hearing what his wife said, he was not convinced. "Yes, he doesn't care anymore, but which child can really not care about his parents?"
"Xiao Lei is such a young child."
"How could Zhao Tiezhu and the others treat him like this?"
"He is their son. Look how much those bastards care about Zhao Qiang. They followed the eldest brother out to pay New Year's greetings, and they were so restless and worried about whether someone would bully him."
"When the couple sent Zhao Lei back when he was very young, they never worried about him. But now Zhao Qiang is already thirty years old, so they were worried."
How could the aunt not know this? After listening to her husband's complaints, An Jing said, "They are just like this. Xiao Lei also said that he should do what he does."
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