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Chapter 29

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    The fashionable aunt is a beauty controler, seeing such an eye-catching boy take the initiative to stand up and adjust the seat, her aura is half short.

    She curled her lips contemptuously: "Alright, save him from always being dishonest next to me."

    Zhang Yi couldn't laugh or cry. He hasn't even touched her at the corner of his clothes since he got on the bus. The seats on the high-speed train have armrests, and the armrests are on both sides!

    Just change as soon as you say it, Xiaosi stood up tall and tall, and immediately attracted the attention of the passengers in front and behind. This boy is too handsome!

    Zhang Yi changed to a seat by the window, and there was no aunt's dislike and noise around him, so he immediately felt much better.  The train started to accelerate slowly, and after a while, it started to run like lightning.

    After leaving the city, green trees like private soldiers appeared on both sides of the railroad tracks, which looked pleasing to the eye.  The old Zhangtou stared into the distance with his eyes wide open.

    All the way to the north, there is his home.

    The fashionable aunt paused for a while, and her attention was all attracted by the handsome guy next to her.

    "Young man, how old are you?" Auntie asked with a smile.

    Xiao Si opened his eyes in panic, took off the earphones, and replied politely: "I'm 18 years old."

    Just about to put on the earphones and continue listening to music, but the neighbor didn't give him the chance.

    The aunt said: "Oh, you are so young, you are as old as my second boy! Which university do you go to?"

    One sentence hit the soft spot, and Xiao Si murmured, "No Didn't go to school Worked."

    "What do you do for work?" The aunt didn't feel that her question was too abrupt for a stranger who met for the first time, and she continued to ask.

    Xiao Si felt that the smell of the perfume passed by the other party was comparable to insecticide, and he was that poor little bug.

    "Oh, working part-time jobs and playing tricks, you can't get on the stage." He wisely chose a vague statement.

    Seeing that no useful information could be squeezed out, the fashionable aunt changed the subject: "Young man, do you have a girlfriend yet?"

    Seeing Si'er suffering in the middle, the old Zhang Tou secretly laughed.

    After finally getting off the bus, Xiaosi felt dizzy, especially afraid that the fashionable aunt would also get off at Bozhou Station. Fortunately, her destination was still ahead.

    "Young man, work hard, you will have a bright future." The aunt greeted with sincerity and kindness.

    Xiaosi smiled slightly: "Thank you, big sister. Goodbye, goodbye."

    Looking at the station outside the window, Zhang Yi muttered to himself: "It's all changed, it's all changed, it's different from before"

    "Okay, uncle, get out of the car quickly. I'll help you get your luggage." Xiao Si struggled to take out his two big bags and a short pole from the luggage rack.

    After getting off the train, Zhang Yi heard the familiar local accent ringing out everywhere, and the voices of the villagers were so kind.  He felt a little dazed.

    "My house is in that direction, let's find a car and go back!" Zhang Yi suddenly said something in dialect.

    Xiao Si thinks that the dialect of Bozhou is fairly easy to understand. If you listen carefully, you can understand what the locals say.  He is also a northerner himself, but he is located in the northwest, which is actually more bold and unrestrained than here.

    The drivers of several taxis in a row retreated when they saw Zhang Yi's two big sacks, for fear of soiling their seats.

    After finally recruiting a master who was willing to take them, the master frowned and asked Zhang Yi to throw two sacks into the trunk.  The two got into the car with relief.

    Zhang Yi wanted to sit in the passenger seat, but was stopped by the driver.  He said to Xiao Si: "The teacher doesn't care, you just sit in front."

    Looking at the streets of Bozhou that are not what they used to be, Lao Zhangtou couldn't help sighing: "Hey, if I hadn't left home back then, maybe I'd be like a human being now."

    The driver looked back at the flat-headed uncle in surprise, and said in surprise, "Aren't you all right, brother?" Suddenly remembering that the passenger's two big bags were still stuffed in the trunk, it must have been a mess.

    Xiao Si has stayed in the bustling city of Nanjing for a long time, and the feeling of seeing Bozhou is not fluctuating.  Zhang Yi is timid because of his closeness to his hometown.  In his eyes, the ancient city of Bozhou has undergone earth-shaking changes.

    There are many high-rise buildings in the city, and the streets are clean and orderly.

    "You two, I only drive to the side of the road. The roads in the village are not easy to walk. This must be explained clearly." The driver manipulated the steering wheel skillfully and explained.

    Zhang Yi said in a repeated voice: "That's nature, that's nature. Si'er, the road back to Zhangzhuang is not far away. I'll pick up the burden later. You helped me a lot along the way."

    The driver smiled and said, "My brother, you tooOn Zhangzhuang?  What a coincidence!  How about this, I'll take you to the road closest to the entrance of the village, and Zhangzhuang will be there if you go down.  "

    When an old man and a young man dragged their luggage and stood at the village entrance of Zhangzhuang, the old man felt that his legs were weak and he could hardly stand up.

    "Changed! Changed!" With tears in his eyes, he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar village, repeating the word tremblingly.

    "Uncle, do you still remember where home is?" Xiao Si was afraid that the old man would lose his memory, and the hard work of running for most of the day was considered in vain.

    Zhang Yi pointed to the south of the village and said, "It's at the end. I dare not go to see it"

    The young man gave him a hard look, and said angrily: "Uncle, no matter how hypocritical you are, the sun is going to the west!"

    The old Zhangtou hastily picked up two broken sacks, and smiled obsequiously: "Si Er, don't be angry, let's go now."

    There are also many families in the south of the village.  On the way, I met some farmers who came back from the fields, as well as urchins and little dogs running around.

    They all looked at the two strangers with wide eyes curiously.

    finally reached.

    A slightly dilapidated small farmyard appeared in front of my eyes.  The couplets on the door have weathered and fallen off.  The two wooden doors with peeling paint were tightly closed and unlocked.

    Standing at the door of his house, Zhang Yi's eyes were blurred for a moment. The situation at the age of 25 flashed back quickly and mottled like a movie.

    Xiao Si glanced around.  Unexpectedly, although this village is not as lively as the city, Zhuangzi's planning is quite good.  The road surface is also relatively smooth.  There are wild flowers and weeds everywhere.

    The surrounding small farmyards are well organized and lively.

    "Uncle, knock on the door! Grandpa and grandma may be at home." Xiaosi said.

    Zhang Yi suddenly shrank his neck, looked at no one around, hugged Xiao Si's arm and said, "Good Si, do me a favor"

    Yang Xiaosi was tired and thirsty at this moment, wishing he could go in and take a rest immediately.

    The old Zhangtou whispered: "Boy, I am poor now. If they are still alive, they will definitely not be sad to see me in such a miserable state. Just be my son for a while! I beg you, uncle  "

    "No! It's a good idea!" The young man shook his head decisively.

    Zhang Yi became anxious, and his knees softened: "Boy, you have to earn some face for uncle!"

    Little Four turned pale with fright, so he had to quickly help the old man who was about to kneel down: "Are you crazy? How can a father kneel down for his son?!" (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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