Chapter 77
After Liu Cun's ghost died, the construction site returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened. Only the pool of blood proved that a battle had just taken place there.
From then on, my Fuyuantang business started to get on track, and more and more people started coming to me for help with their matters. Not only ordinary people, but even powerful people started coming to me.
About a week later, Zhang Song and He Man suddenly appeared in Fuyuan Hall.
He Man was going back to Hong Kong. Before leaving, she asked me if I wanted to develop in Hong Kong, and she could provide me with a bigger platform.
I know she means well, but I just want to stay in mainland China. He Man expressed regret for this and said she wanted to hire me as a feng shui consultant for the Hongming Group. If I am interested, I can contact her anytime.
I said, "If Sister Man has any problems, I will definitely help."
She was very happy to hear what I said and said, "I will definitely trouble you in the future."
Later, the three of us went to the Tianshi Temple together. He Man came specially to thank Li Danyang and donated a lot of money.
She asked for a new amulet. I had already used the previous one during the trip to Baihua Mountain. Besides, it was made for me by Li Danyang, and its aura was somewhat inconsistent with He Man's.
Finally, Zhang Songhua and I accompanied He Man all the way to the airport. After waving goodbye, she flew back to Hong Kong.
On the way home, I asked Zhang Song, "You really don't have any thoughts about Sister Man in that way?"
Zhang Song said, "Do you think someone of my status is worthy of her?"
What he said makes sense. She is the future leader of Hongming Group. Even being friends with her feels a bit dreamy to me. This is not self-deprecation, but the gap between us is really too big.
But from Zhang Song's tone, I could tell that he had He Man in his heart.
"How can you know if this will work if you don't try?" I said.
"For some things, the outcome can be seen at a glance." Zhang Song said calmly.
"Hey, Brother Song, I think Sister Man likes you. Even if you two can't be together, you should be nicer to Sister Man in the future. She always has a cold face." I said.
"Why, you're still speaking for her? She's been bribed after just two contacts. It's like the boat is overturned at any time!" Zhang Song laughed.
"Hey, why did I feel so stupid as to reject Sister Man's invitation?" I sighed deliberately.
Then Zhang Song and I burst into laughter.
I drove Zhang Song all the way to his rented house. When he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped me and said, "Make an appointment with Jianming. When you have time, the three of us can go home and visit."
go home.
The home he was talking about was my hometown.
It has been more than ten years since I left home, and I have never been back.
Home is the topic I least want to be discussed. I can never face it. For so many years, I have been avoiding it.
Mom, Dad and Grandpa, where are you?
"Okay, you two can make an appointment and just tell me. I'm always free anyway." I said to him with a smile, then hurried downstairs. I didn't want Zhang Song to see my expression.
I drove, letting the sunset shine on my face. Everything about the south is good, except that it is too hot in the summer.
Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered the scene when Zhang Song and his friends were swimming in the reservoir when he was a child. At that time, he was just a little fat boy, but now he has grown up and become strong.
And that coward Mao Jianming actually managed to get a doctorate. He might be the only one in our entire village.
As I thought about it, I started to cry. I parked the car on the side of the road and watched the sunset slowly set over the city skyline. I knew I missed home.
When I was crying sadly, my cell phone rang. It was a text message from Zhang Song, which read: Departing tomorrow.
I replied: OK.
Zhang Song must have noticed that I wasn't feeling well and knew what I was thinking, so he and Mao Jianming discussed going home tomorrow. I knew Mao Jianming must be busy with something as well, but he was willing to accommodate me.
I've been out there for so long, meeting all sorts of people, but it seems like these two are my only good friends. When I lost my memory, I hadn't seen Mao Jianming for years, but she still recognized me instantly. The same goes for Zhang Song.
I wiped my tears and thought about going home, feeling a little timid and a little expectant.
After returning home and packing my luggage, I happily hummed a song.
"Sister, you are feeling amorous!" Xiaorong saw me like this and teased me deliberately.
"I'm not going to touch you, sister. I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow and I'll leave the store to you," I said.
"Hey, I am your big cow and horse now." Xiaorong said.
Hearing her say that, I burst out laughing and became even happier.
We booked a flight home this time, flying directly to BJ, then took a bus to the county seat, and finally a shuttle bus to our place.
I haven't been back for ten years, and it's changed a lot. There's even a high-speed rail line going straight to the county seat. I'll definitely try it when I go back to Jiangxi.
Zhang Song and Mao Jianming got off the bus earlier than me. When the bus stopped at the entrance of the village, I looked at the village that was both strange and familiar, and my heart was beating uncontrollably.
Many old people in the village didn’t recognize me and looked at me. After I walked away, I heard whispers from behind: Whose girl is this? She is not from our village, is she?
As I got closer to home, I began to feel my breath was getting harder and harder. I was a little afraid to face it, but my steps were getting faster and faster.
The familiar big tree appeared before my eyes. Now it had grown taller. I looked at the branch that I often climbed when I was a child. It was almost as thick as a child's waist.
I stood in front of the door, which was covered in yellow rust. I took the key from under the bricks in the wall, but it was so rusty that it no longer worked.
Just as I was staring at the gate in a trance, a voice pulled me back to reality from my memories.
"Little sister?"
I looked at the source of the voice. He had a head full of white hair, many more wrinkles, a hunchback, and was wearing reading glasses.
"village head?"
The village chief has changed so much that I almost didn't recognize him.
"What's the point of being a village chief? I haven't been one for over ten years." He said with a smile, "I haven't been back for so many years. I thought you wouldn't come back."
I smiled awkwardly.
"You can't get in? Wait a minute, I'll go home and get a hammer to break it open for you." He walked home slowly with a hunched back, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.
When he got the hammer and hit it twice, the lock was opened.
Then he pushed open the door and saw that the yard was a mess. No one had cleaned it up for so many years and the walls of the house were dilapidated.
"Village chief, please sit for a while." I quickly wiped the stone bench under the tree with my hands and let the village chief sit down.
He sat down on it slowly, and I sat down on another stone bench.
He glanced at the tree above us and sighed deeply. After chatting for a few minutes, he left.
I used a hammer to break the lock on the front door, and when I pushed the door open, a rotten smell hit me in the face.
When the smell became a little weaker, I went back into the house and opened all the windows. I looked around the house and saw dust everywhere.
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