But my mind was full of questions. What on earth did this kid Xiao Che do in the village?
"Hey, Dajun, look outside."
Aunt Yan, who was sitting in the back, patted Jiang Dajun and pointed at the flat and wide asphalt road outside in surprise.
"Hiss, isn't this the way back to Huaxi?"
"The asphalt roads are now paved, but I remember the town still had broken cement roads!"
"Xiao Che, are we on the right track?"
Jiang Dajun rolled down the car window, stuck his head out and looked, filled with surprise.
"You're not wrong, Uncle Dajun. This is the road to our village. It was just repaired a week ago."
"Tsk tsk tsk, such a big change has happened in just a year and a half."
“There’s no asphalt road even in town, but our village got it first.”
Jiang Dajun was amazed and looked forward to the changes in the village even more.
At the same time, thinking that he would soon see his old father and mother, he became even more nervous.
Soon Jiang Che's car entered the village. The village chief and Grandma Jinhua were waiting at the entrance of the village early, looking at the dusty dirt road.
There were also many villagers sitting under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village watching the excitement.
"Old man, your son and daughter-in-law are coming back soon, right?"
"Yes, my dear, you have asked me three times."
The old village chief complained, and when he turned around and saw Jiang Che's orange Great Wall pickup getting closer, the wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper.
Grandma Jinhua next to her was so excited that she paced back and forth, her wrinkled hands tightly clenched together.
The Great Wall car stopped steadily beside the old village chief.
The car door was suddenly opened, and Uncle Dajun and Aunt Yan rushed towards the village chief and Grandma Jinhua.
"Mom and Dad, our son/daughter-in-law is back."
The two generations hugged each other at once, and Grandma Jinhua burst into tears.
"Okay, I'm glad you're back. I won't leave again."
The old village chief patted Jiang Dajun's shoulder with his aged hand.
Seeing this scene, the villagers who were watching the excitement on the sidelines sniffed and rubbed their eyes.
Jiuye took a look, wiped his red nose, stood up and turned away.
"Where are you going, old man?" asked the old lady next to him.
"What else can I do? Go back and call that unfilial son and tell him to get the hell out of here."
Jiu Ye left a word without even turning his head.
When the villagers heard this, they looked at each other and scattered like birds and beasts.
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