I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 888 Homecoming
The village where Xin Zhao once lived.

Belonging to the outskirts of a small county next to Los Angeles, Xin Zhao, who set off early in the morning, arrived at the village where he used to live until almost noon.

The country has been vigorously developing the rural economy.

As a result, the roads in the village are well repaired, not the kind of gravel and dirt roads that will become muddy after it rains.All the streets are cement roads, and the construction in the village is also very good. From time to time, you can see many small two-story western-style buildings.

When Xin Zhao arrived at the entrance of the village, he was just in time for dinner.

Wisps of cooking smoke emerged from every house.

"Yeah, I think I've been to this place before."

The co-pilot, Ju Liujiu, looked at the village outside the window in astonishment.

"Have you ever been here before?"

Xin Zhao glanced at him, Ju Liujiu nodded.

"I remember when I didn't know Sister Qingli at that time. At that time, I wandered here and came here. There was an old man in the east of the village who was very kind and gave me food."

"The neighbors in our village are very simple, it's nothing strange to feed stray cats and stray dogs." Xin Zhao shrugged.

Come to think of it, I haven't been back for almost ten years.

Since his grandfather left, Xin Zhao stayed alone in the old house for a few years, but he went to the city due to academic problems.At that time, the neighbor Uncle Lei helped to do these things, mainly because Xin Zhao was still too young at that time, so he didn't understand many things.

As everyone knows...

The same is true for Uncle Lei who has lived in the village for decades.

When he went to Los Angeles, his eyes were also darkened, and he bravely arranged for Xin Zhao to transfer schools, as well as the transfer of the old house in Los Angeles. This kindness Xin Zhao will never forget in his life.

According to memory, Xin Zhao came to a mud house.

With the passage of time, the economy in the village has improved a lot, and the village chief's house in Dongtou Village has built a small three-story building, which looks like a small villa.

Even the worse ones are all brick houses.

Uncle Ray is here...

It is still a small earthen house, just like ten years ago, with earthen walls around the yard, showing signs of collapse.Weeds were also growing inside and around the yard, and the wooden door was unlocked and creaked when the wind blew.

"How did you do it?"

Standing in front of the door, Xin Zhao couldn't help staring and frowning.

"What's the matter, father?"

Ju Liujiu also looked out the window.

"Don't call me father later, just make jokes at home." Zhao Xin reminded him, frowning and looking at the earthen house in front of him, "This is my Uncle Lei's house, and the small earthen house next to it is my old one." The place where I live. I moved away a few years ago, and Uncle Lei has always taken care of the house."

"Ow..."

"The conditions of Uncle Lei's house were not very good in the past, but in the past few years... Sister Liu Yan and I have occasionally sent money to the family. In the past six months, Sister Liu Yan has sent tens of thousands to the house every month. In the first half of the year, there must be five or sixty. Come on, this money is enough for Uncle Lei and the others to live on, how could this happen?"

Uncle Lei is an outsider. When he was a child, Xin Zhao heard from his grandfather that he came from the northeast.

Without a local hukou, there is naturally no land to grow.

In the past, Uncle Lei would stay here in the village, contracting three acres of land with the village head's family. During spring sowing and autumn harvest, he would stay in the village to collect grain, and at other times he would go out to work. Aunt took care of sister Liu Yan and younger sister Lei Ting at home. During the years when Grandpa Xin passed away, he would also be brought with him by the way.

Life is a bit difficult, but fortunately, I have survived it now.

Liu Yan and Zhao Xin were both adults. Zhao Xin didn't know how Liu Yan remitted money at that time. Anyway, he would occasionally save money and send five hundred to two thousand to Uncle Lei's family. It's not that he didn't want to give more. At that time His financial conditions are also relatively limited.

After Zhao Xin and Liu Yan reunited, the economic conditions were greatly improved.

The monthly remittances are also getting bigger and bigger.

Rural.

One hundred thousand a year is already a lot of income, and he can live a good life in the village.Xin Zhao and the others have paid 50 at least for the past six months, which is enough for Uncle Lei to build a small second floor and buy a nice car, and usually take his little sister to school in the town.

"Have you moved away?" Ju Liujiu asked.

"No, Uncle Lei will tell us if he moves." Xin Zhao frowned, and was thinking of calling Sister Liu Yan to ask about it...

"Hey, is this a big Mercedes?"

A few sighs came from not far away.

"It's just nonsense. How can this be a Mercedes-Benz? Mercedes-Benz are all long and thin cars. How can they be so big? This should be the SUV that Huzi mentioned. It costs [-] to [-] yuan."

"Seventy to eighty thousand, how much food and vegetables will be sold?"

"This is a Mercedes-Benz. I know the logo. This is definitely a big Mercedes-Benz. Isn't the car bought by the village head's family with this logo? It costs hundreds of thousands."

"It's a Mercedes-Benz, my God, it's worth hundreds of thousands... Why did this car stop at Lei Laoliu's house?"

In a village like this, even if the economy is built up, all the people will follow to become well-off, but their perception of cars is still limited to familiar brands such as BMW, Mercedes-Benz, and Audi.

Even if you open a Panamera here, they won't recognize you.

Hearing the discussion, Xin Zhao couldn't help looking back, and immediately recognized the two women carrying hoes, one old and one young, and the other was shirtless, with black mud on his upper body, and stains on his shoes. It was a young man who had just come back from the ground at a glance.

"Old Yu."

With a smile on his face, Xin Zhao circled around from the back of the car and walked up to the three who had just come back from the ground.

Although Xin Zhao had a smile on his face, Ju Liujiu was tall and tall, and his face was expressionless.It was very like the black-faced thugs who followed the rich businessman on TV, and both the young man and the two women couldn't help but backed away.

"Aunt Yu."

Xin Zhao greeted the older woman with a smile again.

"Boss, are you talking to us?" The young man who was called Lao Yu froze for a moment, frowned and looked at Xin Zhao repeatedly for a long time but didn't recognize who Xin Zhao was.

"Xin Zhao, I'm Xin Zhao." Xin Zhao pointed to himself.

"Are you Brother Zhao?"

The young man froze for a moment, threw down the hoe excitedly and subconsciously wanted to hug Xin Zhao, but when he was halfway through the movement, he stopped again, looking at the mud all over his body, and Xin Zhao knew it was not cheap at a glance Clothes, scratched his head with a smirk.

At the moment when he lost his mind, Xin Zhao took the initiative to reach out and hug him, patting his back in fear.

"Old Yu, you've grown a lot in the past two years." Xin Zhao grinned and looked him over, "You used to be a little potato, but now you've grown so big?"

"Brother Zhao, how old am I?" The young man scratched his head.

"You are really Xin Zhao." The woman looked at Xin Zhao in astonishment, as if tears were about to flow out from her eyes, "How long have you been away from our village? You were still so old when you left. They are so tall now."

"Ha ha……"

Xin Zhao let out a laugh.

It feels really good to be home.

For some reason, even after living in Los Angeles for several years, Xin Zhao still feels strange.But when he returned to the village, his heart opened involuntarily, and he was able to laugh heartily.

"Brother Zhao, come to my house for a while." The young man said with a smile.

"I..." Zhao Xin pondered for a long time, glanced at Uncle Lei's house, which seemed to have been empty for many years, and nodded, "Okay, everyone, get in the car. I know where your house is."

"Brother Zhao, we just need to walk." The young man glanced at the mud on his body.

"What are you walking for? Your home is in Houcun. It takes half an hour to walk to get there. Get in the car." Well, it’s not for offering, get in the car quickly, or I’ll be angry. Lao Yu, you know how I beat you when I was young.”

Xin Zhao stared threateningly, and he wasn't afraid to say that in front of his aunt.

When Xin Zhao and Lao Yu played together when they were young, the main reason was that this kid was too cowardly to do anything, Xin Zhao would beat him up whenever he was in a hurry, of course the hits were not particularly severe, just joking.The village has always believed that boys get closer as they beat each other, and Lao Yu's family has never cared about this.

"Xiao Er, Xin Zhao has already said so, so don't refuse."

The older woman was not too vague, looking at the hoe in her hand.

"Xin Zhao, where do we put this?"

"Just throw in the trunk of the car."

Xin Zhao whispered, and immediately helped the woman into the car. When he was about to help the younger woman, the other party seemed to be very resistant, and he didn't dare to look at Xin Zhao more and got into the car.

"Old Yu, get in the car." Xin Zhao pouted.

"Yeah, let's ride Brother Zhao's big Mercedes too." The young man grinned, threw the hoe into the back box and got into the car, "I haven't sat in it since I'm so old."

Xin Zhao smiled and closed the car door, took another look at Uncle Lei's earthen house, let out a sigh of relief, and got back into the car.

(End of this chapter)