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After staying here for a few days, Li Junkang really never came down to look for me once.
Such a result is really a big blow to me, why?
Why are you avoiding me like this? Am I doing something wrong?
The friendship between two children, because of some conflicts between adults, will they never communicate with each other?
I can not be reconciled!
So, a few days later, I worked up my courage and went upstairs to play with Li Junkang again. I was really shameless!
When I went upstairs, I happened to meet his grandparents. When they saw me coming up, they told me that Li Junkang was studying and didn't want to be disturbed, so they turned me away from the stairs.
And I, who had already stepped on the second floor with one foot, was really hurt deeply in my heart!
The moment I was about to come up, I clearly saw Li Junkang being pushed into the bedroom by the two of them and locked up. They closed the door with their front feet, and I went up the stairs with my back feet.
horrible!
Perhaps the moment I stepped on the stairs, they had already made a decision that the two of us would never see each other again.
How does this make me not sad!
It also made me stop thinking about continuing to look for him. It seems that the friendship of the past few years has been broken
I retreated downstairs in a daze, and since then, I have never seen Li Junkang again
The good memories of childhood, so far, cast a layer of haze~
It's time to leave too.
I really miss everything here!
Miss the people here, the friendly people;
People who eat noodles as the staple food in every meal.
I miss the noodle grinder downstairs, and those people who come here to grind noodles with picks of wheat;
I miss the Baba sellers passing by the roadside;
? I miss the old man who fried Ma Hua with duck fat;
I miss the breakfast on the street with many dishes and few sides;
I miss the cold salad with more vegetables and less meat;
?There are too many things to miss, and I have to leave before I have time to think about it. Although leaving is not a farewell, it is only a memory that is left as a memory as I grow up
I don't know how the parents finally negotiated with their family.
Just learned something from the few words of my parents. In the end, their family took a small step back, and our family took a big step back.
The rent must not be fully refunded, so I don't have to worry about it anymore, after all, people are leaving the tea.
The truck that took us home had already parked on the side of the road on time.
Next, it is silent loading.
Cotton wadding, clothes, TV sets, pots and pans, one by one, were loaded onto the green pickup truck, and none of them were left behind.
Even the tables and chairs that were originally planned to be reserved for the landlord were loaded into the car.
I have lived in it for several years, and there are not many things. I have been busy for several hours before loading the car.
From the beginning to the end, except for the male landlady who came down to take a look, he went upstairs again without saying a word.
Others seem to be avoiding us.
? As it was approaching ten o'clock, the loading of the car was over, and my father went upstairs alone to return the keys to the landlord, which was the final handover procedure.
A group of people got on the small green truck, the car started, and the buzzing sound also announced the end of the trip to Leshan
The car started slowly, and I turned around and looked at this familiar place for the last time. In the thick black smoke, on the second floor, Li Junkang, who was hiding in the corner, peeked out his head and looked at me, then shrank back
The hand I just raised stayed in mid-air, and I haven't waved it yet
So be it!
Each of them forgets each other in the rivers and lakes!
The speed of the car was increasing slowly, the houses in my eyes and in my heart were disappearing, and I saw Li Junkang showing up again, this time, it seemed that I didn't shrink back
?Driving all the way, I drove away from Leshan, and left the place where I stayed for many years.
Although the truck did not drive as fast as the passenger car, fortunately, there was no need to change trains on the way, and it did not stop all the way. It was approaching the afternoon and finally arrived at the consignment store of Ermazi.
The main road to go home is impassable for trucks and can only be unloaded here.
Grandpa and grandma have already been waiting here.
Those who came to help were Yao's father and Yao's uncle's family.
A cart of supplies, several years of memory, was slowly removed from the cart.
?The things that were originally intended to be left to the landlord, but brought back in a fit of anger, are regarded by grandparents as treasures and cherishedIncredible.
Until now, I realized that family members will always be the weakest part of your heart.
After the things were downloaded and the money was paid, I bid farewell to the uncle driver.
Our family, together with Yaodie's family, a huge team of 9 people, began to migrate like ants moving house.
Grandpa used the rooster cart to push bulky items, such as cotton wool, clothes, and such light things.
My father and I used a tricycle borrowed from another house to pull some heavy things that were not easy to move by manpower.
Such as TV, pots and pans, grapefruit trees and the like.
Why do you want to get some grapefruit trees back? This has to start with my grandparents' trip to Leshan.
In the summer of that year, the grandparents were taken to Leshan by the uncle to play. (At that time, the eldest son-in-law and the others were the bosses of this stall, and my parents worked there for them.)
Summer is the season of pomelo harvesting. My grandparents tasted the authentic Meijiawan pomelo (not the small ones sold by my old watch) over there. They thought it was much more delicious than our local pomelo. Never forget.
Therefore, grandparents read it many times, and must plant a few pomelo trees in Meijiawan if they have the opportunity. Today, this idea can be regarded as a disguised completion.
The rest carry some small or light things.
In this way, it took more than 2 hours before and after, with a distance of several hundred meters, I ran back and forth four or five times before announcing the end of moving things.
Five pomelo trees were planted separately, and the last one was planted in the east of the courtyard dam, near the upper right corner.
The other four trees were planted in the four corners outside the courtyard gate, our family's private plot, so we can plant whatever we want.
Looking forward to the coming year, the pomelo tree will grow up and be able to bloom and bear fruit smoothly, so that the memory of Leshan can continue at home
With so many things, after moving back, it is inevitable to tidy up.
Where to put things and how to pile them up, I can't get involved in such matters. I will leave it to my parents to organize themselves, while my grandparents will help me.
When I first tidied things up, I was surprised to find that the original four-wheel drive vehicle was still there. Although it couldn¡¯t run anymore with the battery on, it can still be used as a souvenir.
This can be regarded as a memory of Li Junkang and I when we were children.
Although I don't know if his four-wheel drive is still there, whether my departure will affect him in the future.
Even as he grows older, he still has such a small expectation of me in his obsession;
You can still call me Brother Ren Tao, I think the trip to Leshan is not a loss;
The broken four-wheel drive was put into a toy pocket by me and stored in a small corner.
Seal up the memory and miss those beautiful past;
Keep all the regrets in your heart;
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