Chapter 1180 1180. The seventh cousin’s son is back!
Cousin Seven carried a large bag of snow-white and soft milk steamed buns, and then he and Grandma Qi wandered back to their home under a streetlight that was not very bright.
Compared with the liveliness of Song Tan's house, his old house decades ago felt shady and cool as soon as he entered the yard.
The dark yard was empty, and even the lights on the porch were still the old tungsten filament bulbs from before.
The old couple fell silent for a moment.
When the seventh cousin walked to the kitchen and pulled the light cord, the dim light illuminated the small kitchen. He was stunned, and then he remembered that the steamed buns should be placed in the refrigerator.
The refrigerator is placed in the living room.
Grandma Seven sighed: "This house has been there for decades, it's time to tear it down."
"Yes," Cousin Seven also felt disappointed: "That's what I thought. I feel uncomfortable building a house at such an advanced age.”
“What’s wrong with that?” Grandma Qi muttered, “In the urban area, you think there is no place for farming. . I didn’t see you farming when I came back. But it’s just the two of us living in such a big house, and there’s no heat at night.”
A newly built hut can accommodate an old couple without looking too empty, and it can still gather energy. In the winter, I keep the whole stove in the house. When I come back at night, I just grab some dry firewood and stuff it in. Wouldn’t it make it warm again?
It’s not like now. The yard is dark and the house is also dark. As people get older, they sleep less and go to the toilet more often, so the old wooden door creaks.
Cousin Qi thought about it, and now he excitedly said to Grandma Qi: "Did you see the picture I sent you last night? I saw it on Douyin, that old man The house is built, there are seats for the bath, and there are railings and handrails too! I think the house Xiao Zhao designed for us also talked about this..."
Grandma Qi muttered: " The old people’s house was built and decorated by children, so it’s better for us..."
The seventh cousin looked at her and said, "Look, why are you mentioning his son like a guest? , is there any affection? ”
"When I can't walk anymore, should we go all the way to the border, or should he come back and serve us? I'm not as reliable as Qiao Qiao."
The two of them put the steamed buns into the freezer. , boiled a pot of water with the electric kettle I bought after returning to my hometown, then soaked my feet hastily, and then lay down.
It’s time to go to bed. My son will come back tomorrow. He, the father, must let him know who is the father!
Thinking about the steamed buns and the big and small bags that I brought today, the seventh cousin fell asleep soundly with deep satisfaction.
And now?
In Yuncheng City, Ayiguli, who was staying in a hotel, looked at her two sleeping daughters and complained to her husband:
“We should go back to see dad early in the morning. Over the years, Qiao Lepan and Afu have both I have never seen him, and I have never seen him..."
Song Shuliang was tired from spending a day with his daughter, so he lay down and waved his hands indifferently:
"Feng Don’t you also make WeChat calls during the Chinese New Year? It’s no different from the real person in the video. There are several red envelopes given out..."
Seeing that his wife was still worried, he turned over and sat up: "You I don’t know! The roads in our country are very difficult, and they are not all flat like our border areas.”
"I'm also afraid that when I return to my hometown and want to take a car to the city, I have to walk a long way, which is too troublesome. Anyway, my dad is not in a hurry. I just happened to take you to play in the past few days. We will celebrate the New Year tomorrow. It's just the right time to go back..."
After that, he lay down again, then stared at the ceiling and sighed:
"This urban area is developing very fast. It feels a little slower when I follow you. My children are different. If I hadn’t read the guide, I wouldn’t have known where to take my children to play..."
My wife thought about it and said regretfully:
"Barbecue mutton. The skewers are not delicious. We should bring two more sheep for dad.”
"It's not easy to take it with you." Song Shuliang was already sleepy and muttered at this moment: "There are so many people during the Spring Festival, how can I take it with me? Let's send it by express delivery when we get back." Ayiguli glanced at him, thinking that you were like this last time As I said, I later felt that express delivery was too expensive, and said that it would be easy to melt the ice if I sent it back...
However, my husband said so, and over the years, he has done a lot for his family. Give it your all. After much thought, Ayiguli couldn't say anything more, so she just packed up and lay down.
Early in the morning on the second day, Song Shuliang asked the front desk and successfully booked a taxi.
The taxi driver was quite chatty. He looked at the three border girls with tall noses and big eyes in the back row, and then looked at Song Shuliang next to him:
"Brother, why are you going to Yunqiao Village? Hometown?"
"Yes." Song Shuliang nodded: "My dad is back in the village now, and he will take the children back to see him during the New Year."< br>
“Oh, that’s okay! I know about Yunqiao Village. The asphalt road was just built there this year, and the car can drive smoothly. I heard that the city government is planning to change the electric route in the new year... ...Tsk, I don’t know which one is so fragrant, how come such good things come to this village..."
Song Shuliang listened in a daze and had only a half-understanding.
After all, when he walked, the mountain road was still muddy and winding. Now he thought that there might be cement roads in every village, but why, even the asphalt roads have been repaired?
He remained silent and listened to the driver talking about the mountains. Then when he entered the village, he was dumbfounded.
Because the village has changed to some extent now, and he can no longer remember which direction his home is...
At this time, the driver's eyes looked wrong at him. .
Finally, the seventh cousin asked Song Tan to help him send the address. When he got off the car, the other party sighed:
"Brother, how many years have you been out here? Why are you doing this? Have you forgotten all about it?”
Song Shuliang couldn't say anything else except for talking.
At this moment, because of his return home, the seventh cousin’s kitchen, which had not been touched in more than ten years, was once again filled with smoke.
“Come back?” Grandma Qi finally saw her son.
But unexpectedly, she was not too excited. She was originally worried that she would look worthless by crying. But now looking at this strange and experienced man in front of him, his consciousness seems to have become dull.
In the end I could only say three words in embarrassment.
Song Shuliang didn't notice, and just threw the bag on the ground: "Dad! Mom! I'm back - where is my dad?"
Seventh cousin was coming out of the kitchen with a bowl:< br>
“Oh, here comes the distinguished guest. I haven’t seen you come to my door for so many years!”
Song Shuliang laughed.
"Dad, that's true of you! It's inconvenient for me to have a family, so you can come visit me. The scenery over there is so nice."
The seventh cousin rolled his eyes inwardly, wondering who was on your side and who was on your side.
But the daughter-in-law standing there with her two granddaughters did not dare to speak. After all, she was the one who often called grandpa in the video. The seventh cousin could only sigh, and then handed over the two bowls:
“This is our Qiming and April, oh, they look better than in the video... Come on, come on, I heard that you have many cows and sheep over there, and they drink milk all the time. This is Qiao Qiao. I went to the pasture early in the morning to pick it up..."
Update 1, here it comes!