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Cheng Zhuo originally thought that with Cheng Guangzong's consistent style, he would at least give him a card.

After all, it was he who insisted on confiscating his mobile phone, which made him unable to use a large sum of money and had to ask for money at this time.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Guangzong just opened the wallet, took out all the cash in the wallet, added a little cash from the woman, and stuffed it all into him, and it was over.

The total is 1382 yuan, 5 cents more.

Cheng Zhuo laughed angrily after counting, does this count as dismissing beggars?Not enough to buy a coat on him.

But Cheng Guangzong didn't give him a chance to scold others, and he left after stuffing the money. He didn't say how long the money would be used for him, nor what he would do after it was used up.

The eldest aunt and the younger aunt came one by one behind grandma. The three looked at him and smiled. The second uncle stood a little farther away, lighting a cigarette.

Cheng Zhuo's grandma couldn't speak Mandarin, but the two aunts could barely speak it, and each of them explained to him the next arrangement in a stuttering sentence.

Grandma is conservative and lives in the oldest house in the village with the worst facilities.Cheng Guangzong meant to let his son live with his grandmother, probably to make him "suffer".The two aunts agreed in person, but now they tell Cheng Zhuo that if he doesn't want to stay at grandma's house, he can live with his aunt in the town.

After the two aunts got married, they both moved to the town, and it was only a dozen or 10 minutes away by motorcycle. They were all bungalows built in the same way, three stories high, with many rooms, and they could live in them.There are also many things for young people to play in the town, which is better than here.If you really don't want to, you can go to the second uncle's house, which is a 5-minute walk from here. In the village, it is just a new building, the same as the third floor.

"Anyway, Guangzong has gone back, and he doesn't know where you live, so how can he say whatever you want." The little aunt told him in an accent, "The most important thing is that you live comfortably."

When it was said that he could go to live with his second uncle, Cheng Zhuo heard his second uncle cough.He didn't turn around, as if he was choking on cigarettes, but Cheng Zhuo instinctively felt that he was expressing his dissatisfaction.

He didn't like this second uncle at all, as for the others...

He looked at his grandma, then at his two aunts, all three of them had that flattering emotion in their eyes.

The number of times he has come to Yang Huai can be counted on the fingers since he grew up so big, and he is regarded as a guest of honor every time he comes, and he doesn't think there is anything strange.He was born in the provincial capital of a neighboring province, and he has never seen more than this shabby town and shabby village, so it doesn't matter if he is noble.

In his opinion, there is no difference between a town or a village. As for the "town" where even the railway station was built in the past two years, how good can the conditions be?

"Is there no room for grandma's house?" Cheng Zhuo asked.

The two aunts were taken aback.

"If you can afford it, stay here." Cheng Zhuo pulled his suitcase, "I got up early today, and I've been in the car all day, so I don't want to run anymore."

For lunch, he bought zongzi at a rest stop on the way, because he slept through the meal, and the zongzi was already cold by the time he ate them.

At this moment, his stomach seemed to be filled with undigested cold glutinous rice, and he couldn't get in or out. He just wanted to put the two boxes down as soon as possible, and he didn't think about what to do next.

Probably anything.

Just like this village, and that town, in his eyes, there is no difference.

……

Grandma's house has two floors.

To be precise, there are two houses and two floors.The two houses are connected. A low one-story house is a kitchen when you walk in. There is a simple thatch tent outside the house. Judging from the smell, it is a toilet; the other house has two floors, and the stairs are up and down. The floor on the first floor can be put down when needed. There are two beds and a table on it, which is regarded as a room. Downstairs is a square table for eating, with a kang beside it.

There was a black-and-white photo on the wall against which the kang was leaning. An old man with delicate features looked a little like Cheng Guangzong, probably his grandfather.

Grandma usually sleeps on the kang, and it is said that the second floor has been vacant for a long time. If Cheng Zhuo wants to live, he will live on the second floor.

It was a bit difficult to climb the narrow stairs with the suitcase, but luckily the young guy was there even if he didn't exercise his strength, Cheng Zhuo barely managed to lift the suitcase up.

He looked left and right.

The house should be made of wood and mud. The windows are very old wooden windows that have become popular in the Internet in recent years. The surrounding walls are covered with newspapers of unknown years, and they have turned yellow for a long time.There was a stale smell in the air, Cheng Zhuo frowned, and pushed open the window.

The light shone in, illuminating the two wooden beds with carved bed frames, which were probably seen in ancient TV dramas, and white mosquito nets were hung on them.

The quilt has been laid out, the pattern is very earthy, but it looks clean.

I heard that he didn't eat much in the car, and the two aunts helped grandma go to the kitchen to prepare dinner. At this moment, they could see the smoke from the kitchen roof from the window.

Looking from the second floor, there is a field not far behind the house, half of which is planted with crops that he, a child in the city, does not know, and half of which is still empty, probably not yet finished sowing.

Ears are empty.

The hustle and bustle of the countryside is not the same as the hustle and bustle of the city.

The neighborhood of his house is actually quite high-end. Even if you can hear the unique sound of tire rubbing and horn honking in traffic, it seems to be coming from a long distance.It is supposed to be quiet, but he often finds it noisy.

This place is reversed, starting from the past, the sound of the wind, the laughter and noise of the villagers walking by, dogs barking, pigs barking, chickens barking... There are all kinds of sounds, and it has never stopped, but he still feels quiet, too quiet , so quiet that he felt empty.

Maybe it's because I don't have a cell phone.

Without the Internet, grandma is old-fashioned and doesn't know how to use modern things, and she doesn't even have a TV at home.From the moment he walked out of the house, he forcibly cut off contact with the world he was familiar with, unable to surf the Internet, entertain, watch the news, contact classmates, friends or anyone else.

Panic.

Cheng Zhuo took a deep breath and left the window.

If you don't have it, you don't have it, my mother said, there is no unparalleled road.

He quickly came down from upstairs, the door was open, and there was no one on the first floor.He stepped out and followed the voice into the kitchen.

Grandma sits at the table and chooses dishes, my sister-in-law is lighting the fire behind the earthen stove, and the elder sister-in-law is frying in front.

There is a very fragrant smell in the kitchen, it is lard.

"Where's the second uncle?" Cheng Zhuo didn't see that annoying figure inside or outside.

"He's going back first. His family, Agui, is looking for him. I'll go back after eating with your sister-in-law." The sound of cooking was loud, and the eldest aunt shouted at him, "Do you know Agui?"

Cheng Zhuo shook his head.

"Your second uncle's son, who is younger than you, should be called your brother. You will know when we meet next time."

Cheng Zhuo nodded, but didn't say anything.He has no interest in these relatives, let alone the second uncle's family.

At this time grandma suddenly called him from behind, Cheng Zhuo turned his head and saw that she told him a lot of incomprehensible things.

Cheng Zhuo froze there.The little aunt rescued him: "Your grandma asked if you want to eat water spinach."

"What is Wengcai?" Cheng Zhuo frowned, but didn't understand.

"Just the one your grandma is choosing, you should have it there, right?"

Of course there is. "Spinach." Cheng Zhuo walked over to take a look, "Eat."

"Knowing that you're coming, I'll cook it at noon. Is the fish block braised in soy sauce? Fry two more vegetarian dishes. Do you like the shrimp boiled or fried? I also bought the chicken."

"Whatever, it's fine."

It's not that Cheng Zhuo doesn't know what's good and what's wrong. He can't accept this kind of excessive enthusiasm, because he really doesn't think he can get used to the dishes here, and if he cooks too much, he can't eat food.

He doesn't like it very much. "You don't need to do so much," he thought for a while, and added, "I have a small appetite."

"How can you do this, young man! When you grow up! How can you not eat? Don't be polite to your aunt. In the past few years, our life here has been better. The vegetables are all grown by the villagers, and they don't cost much."

... It's not a matter of money or not, Cheng Zhuo doesn't care about money at all, a pair of his underwear costs hundreds of dollars.

But he can't always say, "Don't do it, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it after you make it." At most, he can tell Cheng Guangzong, but it's impossible to tell his aunt.

What's more, grandma is still there, the old man is so enthusiastic about helping him prepare dinner, what can he say?

Unable to resist favors, Cheng Zhuo pursed his lips, put his hands in his pockets and walked out.

But fortunately, the final dinner was a bit more delicious than he had imagined. There were at least three dishes he could eat, so he ate a few more bites.Because of this, the aunts and grandma seemed to be very happy.

After the meal, the two aunts helped their mother clean up the dishes and went back one after another. Cheng Zhuo looked at the clock on the first floor, it was only after eight o'clock, and the surrounding area became quiet.

There are a few lights dotted in the village, and few people are wandering outside.

Grandma closed the kitchen door and came back, babbling and saying nothing to him, but Cheng Zhuo could understand waving, he followed grandma back to the house, and saw that she was about to close the door of the small building.

Only then did he realize that there seemed to be no running water in the house.

There seems to be no kitchen. Where did the water for cooking at night come from?

"Aren't you going to wash?" Cheng Zhuo asked before she closed the door.

Grandma looked at him, dazed on her wrinkled face.

"Brush your teeth and wash your face." Cheng Zhuo didn't even expect to be able to take a bath, so he said with gestures, "Aren't you going to wash?"

"Ah..." Grandma suddenly seemed to understand, and pulled him outside the house.

Only then did he discover that there was a large tank that reached his chest outside the kitchen. Grandma removed the wooden cover on it, grabbed a red plastic basin for him from the ground next to it, and made a gesture of scooping water.

Cheng Zhuo: "..."

This is the "soberness" that Cheng Guangzong prepared for him.

He is quite sober now, followed by anger.This anger is not directed at the environment, not at grandma, but at his awesome father——Cheng Guangzong, does he know that there is no running water here?He did it on purpose!

Grandma may be used to not using tap water, but Cheng Zhuo, in his more than ten years of life, when did he experience the feeling of needing to scoop water from a water tank? ? ?

No wonder the aunt and the others asked him if he would live in the town.

The town should at least have running water, right?

"I'm going to get a toothbrush..." Cheng Zhuo suppressed his anger and said to his grandma, "You close the door later."

Grandma asked, as if she didn't hear clearly.

"I said, close the door later." Cheng Zhuo slowed down his speech, "I will close it after I finish washing."

Grandma can understand Mandarin, but she has to speak slowly.

After making an agreement with her, Cheng Zhuo went upstairs.His two big boxes were lying on the ground. He didn't watch the woman tidy up the whole time, and he didn't open it since he got here. He still had to look for the toothbrush.

I opened the first one first, and a pile of books fell out.

Cheng Zhuo: "..." What the hell.

He found his toothbrush and towel in the second box. The woman stuffed him with the toothpaste he usually used, but didn't give him the tooth cup, probably on purpose.

I really don't know if I should thank the woman for installing the charger for my electric toothbrush.

Cheng Zhuo was neither in the mood to pack his luggage nor to care about it, so he squeezed the toothpaste and went downstairs with a toothbrush and towel.

The red basin used to scoop water was very old, but it looked clean from the light coming from the room.

He didn't know where to spit out the dirty water for rinsing his mouth. After looking around, he went into the room and asked grandma again.

Grandma came out and pointed to the nearby ditch.

Cheng Zhuo: "..."

He felt that his calmness that had been stretched all day would be broken tonight.

But human potential is unlimited in the face of adversity.

There was no place to hang a towel, so he put the towel on his shoulders, rolled up his sleeves, scooped some water out of the red basin, rinsed his mouth with his hands, and barely finished brushing his teeth.

Washing his face was simple, even in the early spring night when the weather was cold and the water was cold, after he finally finished washing his face, the drowsy tiredness after the meal was gone.

This time it is really "awake".

There was no place to hang the wet towel, and he couldn't find a place to hang it after looking around. He really didn't want to make gestures with grandma, so he took it upstairs.

When he was sleeping, the stairs had to be put away and became the floor of the second floor, so he was the only one left on the second floor.

He draped the towel over the back of the wooden chair, and the toothbrush rested on the edge of the table, with the wet end hanging in the air.Then, with the help of the dim light in the room, I began to pack my luggage.

The books that fell out just now turned out to be various textbooks and teaching aids that he hadn't touched at all, and they were put together when he was at home.That woman probably didn't check what was needed and what wasn't needed at all. She didn't bring "May Three" for Chinese, and she took two elective textbooks that couldn't be tested at all, and other subjects were scattered here and there.

Although Cheng Zhuo didn't need it, he still felt a little ridiculous.

No wonder the box is so heavy.

Here is half a box of clothes and half a box of books, and the other box is half a box of clothes and some toiletries.Clothes are not brought according to the four seasons at all, and there are not many shoes.

Only the pair he was wearing on his feet.

There is no rush for clothes, at least I can wear them recently, but after thinking about it for a long time, I still feel that I should go out for a walk tomorrow morning.

Familiarize yourself with the environment, and take a look at where to buy daily necessities by the way.He lacked too many things, and the woman pretended to be considerate in front of Cheng Guangzong, but it was not the case at all.

At this moment, he finally had a sense of reality that he was driven away.

Driven away from home.

For the things he needs, he is not given any money for mobile phones and computers, and the textbooks that he knows he does not need are stuffed in.

Who is this mocking?

Cheng Zhuo turned the two suitcases upside down, and finally found that the woman didn't even put pajamas for him.

Who is this mocking? ?

Cheng Zhuo picked up a book on top and threw it out with a "bang".

"Xiao Zhuo?" Grandma's voice came from downstairs, the old man's voice was a little trembling, and he knocked on the wooden floor from below.

Cheng Zhuo wiped his face hard and shouted: "It's okay!"

When I put my hand down, I felt a little damp in my palm.

He sniffed, stared at the ceiling, and blinked back the tears.

There is no unparalleled road, no pajamas, the worst is not to wear them.

Cheng Zhuo became furious, took off his clothes, and got into bed with only a pair of underwear left, looking up at the mosquito net above.

There were no electrical appliances in this room at first, but the electric lights were turned on later, and the wires passed through the mosquito net clearly, Cheng Zhuo felt that he had never seen such a simple environment.

But no matter how simple, grandma and aunt welcome him, as can be seen from the smiles on their faces and the dinner complete with fish, shrimp and chicken.

And his own father, knowing that he couldn't get used to it, threw him into this kind of place without warning.

dear father.

The one who cheated, was going to leave him for a few months or even longer, but only gave 1382 yuan to his own father!

The author has something to say:

Water spinach and urn vegetables have the same pronunciation.They are all another name for water spinach.

The customs and accents in this article are all mixed and matched by me. I hope you don’t substitute any place in reality.