Chapter 69

Cheng Yan went to see grandma with his father this week.

My mother didn't go, because was busy with work and had some business at home, so only Cheng Yan and his father went back.

Grandma's home is in the countryside. It takes three or four hours to get back from here. There is a lot of time on the road. Cheng Yan has not yet taken the driver's license, so he can't help his father share the responsibility of driving, and sits honestly all the way.

"Change the song." Dad said.

It was connected to his father's mobile phone. Cheng Yan flipped through the playlist and said, "What do you want to listen to?"

Dad said: "Just change the song."

Cheng Yan cut off the song and put the phone back. Dad asked him what it was, but he couldn't hear it from the prelude. Cheng Yan said, "The little girl under the street lamp."

It wasn't the song he liked to listen to, but his father hummed it very vigorously. Cheng Yan was leaning on the co-pilot, and the scenery of the expressway didn't have to be seen. Now his heart was flying away, and he wanted to hurry to his grandma's house.

"Tell your mom and tell her we're gone." My dad explained that my mom went to work, and the company didn't give her a leave. She left early in the morning, and she didn't know when they came out.

"Oh." Cheng Yan picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to his mother. After the message was sent, his father asked his mother how to reply. Cheng Yan said, "I didn't reply, I didn't see it."

The two of them drove the car seriously.

There was only Cheng Yan next to him, and my father inevitably wanted to talk to him about it, "Hey, did a girl jump off the building in your school some time ago?"

Cheng Yan's pupils moved slightly: "Well."

The father said: "What's going on with the child now? I can't think about it so much? Born in this era, there are delicious and delicious offerings, and you don't have to run and break your legs when you read. Why are there so many people seeking death?"

This is not the first case. In the past two years, there have been many murder cases in the school, most of which were after the high school entrance examination. Cheng Yan said, "That's not what Dad said."

"What's the matter?" Dad said, "I remember when your dad was beaten every day by your grandfather, and he worked in the fields in the morning and in the dark. If you didn't do well, your grandfather kicked me with his feet. He either beat or scolded me all day long. I didn't have any thoughts of seeking death, you will ask your milk later, which one of us didn't come out from under a stick at that time? There's not so much hypocrisy."

"This is not hypocritical," Cheng Yan said. "There are different pressures in different times. Now that you can read books, isn't the task of taking exams and going to university more difficult? Isn't it more competitive?"

"No matter how competitive the competition is, learning is much easier than farming. Think about it, you learn to sit in an air-conditioned room, and you don't need to do anything, just use your brain. Working in the fields will be soaked in the sun. , so tired that you are quadriplegic, which one do you think is easier?"

"It's not easy." Cheng Yan was not persuaded by this. Learning is not easy at all. This thing requires a little talent. It is very difficult for a stupid brain to learn, but a tired brain can't learn it, and it is equally stressful. .

Dad said, "You just haven't suffered."

Cheng Yan didn't refute, he really didn't suffer much, he didn't study hard enough, he didn't have a job yet, and he couldn't experience the life that his father said, the life of getting up early and living in the dark.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the father and son finally arrived at the grandmother's house.

Before he got to the door, he met a group of people when he entered the village. They gathered together and chatted. His father didn't plan to leave just like that.

Several aunts immediately said enthusiastically: "Oh, Shikai is back!"

"Look who this is, the big boss of our village is back!"

Dad Cheng said, "Don't say that, I'll just work for others."

Then he said to Cheng Yan, "Bring two boxes of things to Aunt Wang."

"Oh." Cheng Yan turned over and came out with two boxes of things from the back. They were wrapped in red gift boxes, which looked quite expensive. He took them to the aunt who was talking outside, "Auntie, here it is."

"Look at how handsome this kid is, but Cheng Yan," Cheng Yan lived here for a while, and he came here when he was a child. Someone else knew his name. Cheng Yan nodded, and Aunt Wang waved his hand and continued: "This can't be done. Bought it for your milk, take it back to see your milk."

Dad Cheng said: "Take it, you have a lot of things with you. This is given by the company for the holidays. You can take it without spending any money."

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "Okay, okay, then I'll take it, I can't take it if I want to spend money, hurry up, the old lady looks forward to your coming back every day."

Dad Cheng stopped chatting with a few people at the entrance of the village, saying that he would go back first, and then come back to play after he fell, and drove in the car.

Cheng Yan looked back at the group of people, as if they were still talking about them, looking at the back of their car from time to time, Cheng Yan turned his head and said, "So enthusiastic."

Dad Cheng said: "It's normal. You live your life behind closed doors. You don't know anyone in a building. They all hang out with each other here. Didn't you come here when you were young, remember?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yan nodded. When he was a child, he made a few friends here, but now he doesn't know what to do, and he hasn't contacted him since.

When they got to the door of the house, Cheng Yan and his father took their things. Before entering the door, the dog barked. Cheng Yan paused and said, "Douzi!"

Said to speed up the pace and ran to the door of his grandmother's house, Cheng Yan first shouted: "Milk!"

No one should.

When looked at the door, it was locked and no one was at home.

Cheng Yan put down what was in his hand, and also saw the barking dog, not Douzi, but a black dog. Cheng Yan was slightly disappointed, walked over, not afraid, and hugged the dog's neck.

"Don't bite you," Dad said.

"No." Cheng Yan stroked the dog's head. His hands were itchy all the time, and he wanted to play with the dog for a long time. Fortunately, his mother was not here, otherwise he would have to scold him.

The big dog was also close to people. It was tied to the stone pillar and turned around in a hurry. Cheng Yan let it go, and the dog rushed out happily.

"Why did you let it go?" Dad saw it and said, "Why don't you come back and fix it."

Cheng Yan stood up and said, "It's here, it's definitely coming back."

The door was locked, Cheng Yan walked to his father and asked, "The milk is not at home, where can I find it."

"You wait, I'll go to the next door and ask." That's what the family is like, who is going where, just go to the next door and ask, we usually chat together, and we'll have a clear plan for tomorrow, like what the old man does when he goes out, I will tell my neighbors more and take care of the cats and dogs in the house.

Cheng Yan was not idle and went with his father, but the grandma next door insisted on holding Cheng Yan's hand, saying that the child had grown up so much and looked like his father, why didn't his mother come back and so on, Cheng Yan Yan had also come to play at this grandma's house before, but now, because he has grown up, he has not seen each other for many years, so he is unfamiliar.

The naughty wildness on the body is gone.

"You look so handsome, what are you doing now, are you working or going to school? How much is a month?"

"Grandma, I'm still in school."

After being questioned in this way for a while, Cheng Yan followed his dad to the field to find his milk. He heard that he had gone to the ground.

The old man was alone and could not farm for a long time. Dad Cheng paid the old man regularly, but the old man was reluctant to spend it.

"Your milk is really... talk or not," Dad Cheng said with a headache: "You said she's so old and there's no one around, so what else is there to grow, are you tired?"

"Then if you let her idle, she is idle. I know my mother, if she can't idle, she must find something to do."

"It's so sunny, why can't you blow a fan at home? You have to go out and bask in the sun."

The two came to the field while talking. They saw a figure busy in the field from a distance. Cheng Yan ran over first and shouted, "Grandma!"

The old man was behind his ears and didn't hear it. He turned around for the second time. When he saw Cheng Yan, he quickly put down the hoe in his hand and said cheerfully, "Yo, my grandson!"

Cheng Yan kissed his grandma for no reason. When he was a child, he was used to it by his grandmother. To what extent? Mom sees the kind of beating, and it's not good to be naughty, so she was later caught by her mother, and she changed her temperament.

"Can your mother come?" Grandma asked, with sweat on her forehead, Cheng Yan wiped it off with her fingers.

"My mom didn't have a holiday, she came with my dad."

"Mom." Dad Cheng followed behind, looked around the ground and said, "Why are so many rapeseed flowers planted again?"

"That's someone else's, but this piece is mine. Now that the price of rapeseed has gone up, isn't it all grown? I'm idle anyway." The grandmother looked at her son, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Milk, go back first, it's so hot." Cheng Yan said.

"Go back, go back now, can my grandson still be warm when he comes?" As he was about to put away the tools, Cheng Yan bent down and neatly lifted the frame and farm tools. There was also a towel in the basket, which should be used for to wipe the sweat.

The three of them went back. On the way, Dad Cheng said, "If you want to let you go to me, you don't want to. I will give you money to rest at home. I have nothing to say to me, and I have tossed the land again. If you're gone, who can help you? What can you do when you're tired?"

"How can it be so delicate, a farmer for a lifetime is worth dying in the field," said grandma, "what else did you say let me go to your place, don't bother me, I will go there once when Cheng Cheng was born, and there Living for a few days has made me uncomfortable... It took me a long time to come back home and I haven't recovered."

Said that grandma was going to rub the back of Cheng Yan's head, but when he grew taller, grandma only touched Cheng Yan's back.

"I have to change my shoes when I enter the room, the floor is cleaner than my face, and Xiao Li wipes it every day. When I go out, I always get a car, and I always get in a car. I get nauseated when I get in that car. It's normal that there is no one to talk to. , the gates of the neighbors and the neighbors are closed, you are tossing me," Grandma said and smiled at Cheng Yan, "Just your small room in the stairs, oh, I'm dizzy when I go in, and I go upstairs as soon as I open the door. Come on, to this day I still don't understand what's going on."

"Honey, that's an elevator, it replaces the stairs." Cheng Yan said with a smile.

Grandma clapped her hands and said, "Last time I wanted to go down to buy something, but it was difficult for me because I didn't know how to go down. It was so frustrating that I couldn't live that life."

Dad Cheng was speechless. The old man was used to a certain kind of life all his life. He suddenly brought her to the city and told the old man who could not read that it was really a matter of suffering.

The three of them chatted and laughed and returned home. The fan in the main room was hanging on the ceiling, whirling, and it was very cool. Grandma cut the watermelon and greeted Cheng Yan.

"Is Cheng Cheng on vacation or what?"

Cheng Yan stood at the table watching his grandma cut the watermelon, "We have two days off on weekends."

Grandma gave him the watermelon: "Is it tiring to study? You didn't like to study when you were young, and you focus on conditioning beans every day."

"By the way, milk and beans?" Cheng Yan asked.

"The beans are long gone," Grandma said. "The family is always stealing the dog, and he took the dog away without knowing it. Now, the black dog at the door was re-held by me and raised."

"Why are there still dog thieves?"

"Normal, there are no walls and no courtyards. People drive a car, get anesthesia, and then let the dog take it away. How many times this kind of thing happens, it's not surprising."

"Is this safe?"

"Security," Dad Cheng said, "you think this is in the city, there's nothing you can do if you lose something."

Grandma moved a stool and put it in front of Cheng Yan, "Don't talk about this, tell grandma if you don't have any friends."

Dad sat on the other bench and looked at Cheng Yan at the door. Cheng Yan was besieged by his grandma and said, "Mum, I'm still in school..."

"Why can't we talk about going to school?" Grandma said, "your mother married your father when she was seventeen. How old are you now, but how old are you? I can't even remember."

"Not yet," Cheng Yan said, "I used to get married early, but now it's different."

Grandma looked at Cheng Yan and said, "Why didn't you talk about friends? You are so handsome, and there is nothing you like in school?"

Dad Cheng couldn't see it anymore: "Mom, you're still in school, what friends are you talking about, that's two years later."

Cheng Yan smirked, this topic was too embarrassing, he had to escape first, stood up and said, "I'll see where the dog went."

Cheng Yan escaped from his grandmother's clutches and went to find the dog who was let go by him and didn't know where to go. The village has changed for more than ten years. Cheng Yan was still born, and he didn't know where to go after watching the trails. .

"Hey, who is that?"

A few boys gathered not far away looked at Cheng Yan, who was a stranger. Several people of similar age looked at Cheng Yan one after another, and at a glance they knew that they were not from the village.

Cheng Yan didn't go there, they knew they were talking about him. They all knew that there was a stranger in the village. They had seen them both in the neighborhood and in other places. If a stranger like him appeared, he must be noticed. Cheng Yan went the other way. , to find the dog.

Zhao Yibai asked him when he would go back, Cheng Yan said at night.

He found his dog at the entrance of the village. Cheng Yan liked dogs, but he could remember at a glance what his grandma's dog looked like. He called the big black dog, and the dog was willing to respond to him and swirled around him.

"Look at it, the kid from Shikai's house is handsome."

"Oh, it doesn't look like the people here at first glance, you look at that white and pure."

"Can those raised in the city be the same as ours..."

Their voices were not loud, they were controlled, but Cheng Yan heard it anyway, and it was a bit rude to leave like this. He raised his head and said sweetly, "Hello, Auntie."

Not to mention how happy they were, a few warm-hearted women greeted Cheng Yan over and chatted, but Cheng Yan did not agree. He liked this kind of meeting and greeting, the familiar atmosphere between the neighbors, but it was just small talk, he was afraid that he would say If you're bad, don't offend anyone, and finally come back once.

Cheng Yan dragged the dog back, and when he arrived at the door of the house, Song Yu called him. Cheng Yan held his mobile phone, and didn't know what the call was for. He hadn't called the other party since it ended.

Cheng Yan hesitated, waited for a short time, and then clicked the answer button.

"Hey."

"You're not at home?" Song Yu said.

Cheng Yan paused: "How do you know?"

Song Yu said, "I'm at your door."

Cheng Yan frowned and asked, "What are you doing at my door?"

"It's nothing, I'll bring you something," Song Yu said, "When will you be back?"

Cheng Yan was about to say something when he bumped into a boy coming out of his grandmother's house. He remembered that one of the group of people was facing each other. Cheng Yan didn't know what to say, and the other party didn't know what to say. They looked at each other in silence. In the end, Cheng Yan wondered if he had misunderstood, or if he had hallucinations. He felt that the other party seemed to smile at him?

Cheng Yan walked home. Grandma and dad were standing by the door. Cheng Yan asked, "Mother, who was that just now?"

Grandma asked back, "You don't recognize me?"

Cheng Yan was confused: "Do I know him?"

Grandma tutted: "Why don't you know each other? Haozi behind you, you played with him every day when you were a child. Just came over and asked me if you were back."

"No impression."

Grandma said: "Didn't you pester someone three times a day to get married? Brother Hao shouted every day, and even if I beat you, I wouldn't count you..."

Cheng Yan's memories came back instantly, and he was so shameful that he quickly withdrew and left in front of his grandma, his face turning red into a monkey's ass.

What is it that he ran away from his grandmother, this matter has spread to other people's ears, Cheng Yan even forgot that he was answering the phone, and when he remembered it, everyone was stupid.

He quietly raised his mobile phone and thought to himself: Song Yu didn't hear it, Song Yu didn't hear it, didn't hear it...

Then, a rather disgusting tone came from the receiver.

- "Who are you engaged to?"