Chapter 174 Reunion

Zhao's mother could no longer suppress her emotions and tears welled up in her eyes. With trembling hands, she gently stroked Zhao Dalong's face, as if to confirm whether everything in front of her was real.

Father Zhao also opened his eyes wide, and a complex emotion suddenly surged in his cloudy eyes, including surprise and disbelief. His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but was speechless for a moment.

The people around him were also shocked:

"Oh my god, it's Zhao Dalong!"

"I haven't seen this kid for so many years. He has changed so much!"

"He must have made a lot of money, right? Look at this car. I've only seen it on TV at the village chief's house."

"Why haven't you sent me a single letter in the past ten years? Could it be that something happened and that's why I came back?"

"That's right. It's all in vain to raise him. His mother almost cried herself blind because of him, but he is so cruel that he hasn't even sent a single letter to her in more than ten years."

"Oh, don't say that. Maybe he has run into trouble. Dalong was the most filial child when he was young. If he hadn't run into any trouble, how could he not come back to visit?"

Mother Zhao's hand trembled as she touched his face. She felt the warmth and finally collapsed into his arms, hitting him with both hands. "My son! You still remember to come back! You cruel thing, have you forgotten your mother?"

"After all these years, why didn't you write me a single letter? I was afraid that you wouldn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes, and that you would suffer in someone else's house. I sent you many things, but the courier said that there was no such address. You are really tearing my heart out!"

"Did you become wild after leaving? Did you give up on us? If that's the case, why did you come back? I will just pretend that I don't have a son like you!"

Zhao Dalong hugged his mother tightly, letting her vent her emotions, tears flowing uncontrollably, "Mom, I was wrong, I was wrong... I have been thinking about you and Dad day and night these years. I have my reasons, I really had no choice."

Although Zhao Guodong was not good at speaking, his eyes were red at this moment. He patted Zhao Dalong's shoulder vigorously, his voice choked with sobs, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

The villagers around couldn't help but shed tears when they saw this scene. Mrs. Zhao wiped her eyes, walked over and gently patted Mrs. Zhao on the back, saying, "Mother, your brother-in-law is back. You should be happy."

When she got married, her brother-in-law was no longer at home, and she only heard about it from her family. She didn't really feel any strong emotions, and the only sadness she felt was when she saw her mother-in-law was so sad.

Mother Zhao then slowly stopped crying, raised her head to look at Zhao Dalong, and wiped the tears from his face distressedly, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

"Come on, go home with mom, and I'll stew meat for you."

The people around saw that there was nothing exciting to watch and were about to leave when they heard Zhao Dalong say, "Wait a minute, Mom, there are people in the car."

Zhao's mother asked doubtfully, "Ah? Is there anyone else?"

Probably seeing that they had finally finished their conversation, David, who was standing by the car door, finally opened the door and said, "Mr. Lin, they have finished their conversation. Do you want to get off?"

Everyone looked over there intently, and all they heard was a clear sound, which made the hearers feel their ears itchy.

"OK."

The first thing that caught everyone's eye was a pair of white sneakers, and then a tall and straight man stepped out of the car.

He was wearing a neatly ironed grey windbreaker, with handsome features, bright eyes, a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, and a gentle temperament.

Everyone stared with their eyes wide open in amazement. They were not well educated and could not think of any words to praise him. They just thought that this person was more beautiful than the big stars on TV!

“Oh my god…”

Until a swear word brought everyone back to their senses.

"Oh my god! What kind of god-like person is this? The stars in the movies I watched are not as good-looking as him!"

"There's a saying, what is it? It says that when this person comes, it feels like our shabby place has become brighter."

"It is a blessing from humble beginnings, you illiterate!"

"Who cares what happens? I feel like I'm going to die if I look at it for another two seconds."

They watched this godly figure walk step by step to Zhao's mother and bow slightly, "I'm sorry, I just saw your family reunion and didn't want to disturb you, so I didn't come down to greet you. I hope you don't blame me."

Mother Zhao was stunned for a moment, and it was only when Father Zhao poked her that she finally responded, "Oh, it's okay, it's okay, come in!"

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao quickly led Lin Jianyan into the house, and Zhao Dalong and David followed closely behind.

Mrs. Zhao put her hands on her waist and stood at the door. "Why don't you go home quickly? Why are you still standing here watching the fun? Your wife hasn't cooked yet!"

"Oh, Hua'er, the meal isn't ready yet. Let us go in and take a look."

"Yes, we have never seen such a good-looking person in our lives."

Mrs. Zhao pushed the crowd out and said, "Go away, what are you looking at? What's so good about that? You can tell he's a big boss. What if you make him angry? Go home!"

"All gone, all gone!" said Mrs. Zhao as she pushed them out of the doorway. She closed the door and locked it from the inside.

The people outside saw that there was no excitement, sighed in disappointment, and went home.

In the yard, Lin Jianyan looked around the house.

The yard was not big. In front of it was a main room with a half-open door, revealing the rusty walls and old furniture inside. On both sides were the living room and kitchen. Under the eaves hung a few strings of dried chilies, which glowed bright red in the sun.

The wall was made of adobe bricks. Due to years of erosion, the surface of the wall was somewhat mottled. A few unknown small grasses were stubbornly squeezing out of the cracks in the wall. The tiles on the roof were also worn out, and it felt like they would leak when it rained.

Zhao Dalong looked at everything in his home, his eyes full of nostalgia. The home had not changed much since he left, except that it had become old after a long time of weathering.

Zhao's parents quickly invited Lin Jianyan into the main room, serving tea and moving stools. The couple were extremely nervous.

Lin Jianyan sat on the stool and helplessly asked the two to rest for a while. "Uncle and aunt, you don't have to be so nervous about me. Hurry up and sit down and rest for a while."

"Hey, hey." Zhao's parents responded and sat down awkwardly.

"Don't call us uncle or aunt, just call us uncle and aunt."

Lin Jianyan smiled and said, "Okay, then you can call me Ah Yan."

Zhao Dalong sat beside them and patted their hands soothingly. "Mom and Dad, don't be nervous. He is my eldest brother. I work for him now and can earn thousands a month. He is very good to me."

"How much?" Zhao's mother exclaimed in surprise, "Thousands!"

Father Zhao also widened his eyes in surprise.

Zhao Dalong clapped his hands and said, "No, no, it should be only about eight or nine hundred yuan if converted into our currency."

Mother Zhao covered her heart and felt a little short of breath. It was only eight or nine hundred yuan. Why was this child talking so scary now? She was reluctant to burn paper money that cost one hundred yuan during the New Year, so why was this child talking so casually about eight or nine hundred yuan?