Xiao Zheng's mother passed away very early, and his sister married far away, but he still has a father, two brothers and a sister in his hometown.
After receiving the telegram, Xiao Zheng looked solemn and immediately decided to make the trip.
Xiao Zheng's hometown is in this province, but it's in the mountainous area in the south. It's not too far away, but it still takes a day or two on the road. Xiao Zheng's last visit was two years ago, and An Hua has never been to his hometown.
Xiao Zheng looked at An Hua several times, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
An Hua of course understood what he wanted to say, and said, "Let me accompany you for a trip."
The conditions in his hometown are poor, and Xiao Zheng is worried that An Hua will not want to live with him. But after all, his roots are in his hometown, and he really wants to take his wife there for a visit. What's more, his old father is critically ill. To be honest, if the old man can't get over this hurdle, he must see what his daughter-in-law and grandson look like before he dies.
Xiao Zheng held An Hua's hand and said with emotion, "Thank you."
An Hua held it tightly and said, "We are husband and wife."
When An Bohuai and Qiu Shushen heard the news, they also supported An Hua to go along with them and helped prepare a lot of things.
There was no direct train to the Xiao family's hometown, so they first took an eight-hour train to the neighboring city, stayed there for one night, and then took a five-hour bus to the county seat of their hometown. Then they took a tractor from the county seat to the commune, and then took a donkey cart from the commune to the production team.
Even though Xiao Zheng was carrying the large and small bags by himself, An Hua just looked after her son. She was already exhausted and droopy-headed. She got on the donkey cart, and the swaying donkey cart immediately made her dizzy. Then, when she raised her nose and smelled the donkey dung, she couldn't help but vomit.
Xiao Zheng quickly patted her back, took out a kettle to feed her water, and finally stuffed a mint candy into her mouth.
"Is it time?"
An Hua leaned weakly in the man's arms, nodded, and looked at her son again, "Are you still feeling dizzy?"
Dongdong didn't feel dizzy, but he was listless. He leaned on his mother's body and said, "Mom, I want to go home."
An Hua comforted him: "We will be back home in a few days."
Xiao Zheng said distressedly: "I'll come just this once, and I won't let you suffer like this again."
An Huan thought that she had no plan to come here again in the future. She didn't expect that the journey would be so difficult without even leaving the province. At this moment, she missed the developed Internet in later generations very much.
The donkey cart swayed for nearly an hour before finally arriving at the production team.
A family of three walking on the road with bags of all kinds immediately attracted people's attention.
Soon, someone recognized Xiao Zheng and ran quickly to report to the Xiao family.
"Mr. Xiao, your son, a high-ranking official, is here—"
The entire production team seemed to be in an uproar, and more and more people gathered around the family of three, making it difficult for them to move even a step.
Xiao Zheng was very experienced. He took out the candies he had prepared long ago and scattered them among the crowd. Adults and children alike were busy running to grab the candies, and the way was immediately cleared.
Their production team was formerly called Wangzhuang. As the name suggests, most of the people living here are surnamed Wang and Wang, and the Xiao family are outsiders.
However, the most successful person who has ever emerged from Wangzhuang is an outsider named Xiao.
Ever since Xiao Zheng returned home in glory, the Xiao family's status in the production team has skyrocketed. No matter what the matter is, big or small, the production team leader has to consult Xiao Zheng's father, Xiao Mancang. Of course, few people call him Xiao Mancang now, they all call him Old Master Xiao.
Before leaving Xiao's house, the production team leader Wang Jinshui came running over and stretched out his hand from a distance, "Commander Xiao, Commander Xiao, you are finally here. Ever since you left last time, we have been looking forward to your return. Oh, this is my sister-in-law and my nephew! Look at their style, they are worthy of being city food!"
Xiao Zheng reached out and shook Wang Jinshui's hand, but he didn't stop walking. "Brother Jinshui, we grew up together, so let's not say these polite words. How is my father? What's the disease?"
Wang Jinshui sighed, "It's not an illness. He broke his leg when he was chopping wood. He broke it half a year ago. He went to a big hospital in the neighboring city for treatment. The doctor said that the nerves were damaged and could not be reconnected. He can only walk with crutches in the future."
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