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Chapter 80
A lot of people travel during the summer vacation. Fortunately, in the first year of junior high school, their school is a few days earlier than the normal high school vacation time. When they set off, the large-scale summer self-driving tour group has not yet started.
But just like that, there was a queue for a while on the highway.
On the first day of the first day of the first year, I leaned on the window and looked out: "Then, that one over there, why not? Line up and swipe."
"That's the ETC channel. If you want to get a card, you can scan the license plate directly." Yan Hang slowly moved the car forward. "You don't need to take the card on the spot, and you don't have to queue to pay when you get off the expressway."
"Oh," Chu nodded slightly, "you will buy it in the future. After you buy a car, you can do it. Let's get one."
Yan Hang glanced at him and smiled: "It's so easy to say."
"I'll gather it for you, gather some," the first day of the first year turned to look at him, "I'll go to work next year."
"Okay," Yan Hang nodded, "Make a plan, how about a 200,000 car, how about you give me 50,000."
"No problem." Chu Yi said.
Yan Hang opened the car window with a smile and took the card handed over by the toll collector.
The toll collector was a little girl with a very standard smile and said, "I wish you a nice trip."
"Thank you." Yan Hang said.
"Have a nice trip." said the first day of the first day, "start the journey, the journey is over."
"Yeah." Yan Hang responded. After passing the toll gate, he stepped on the accelerator. In the rearview mirror, he could see that the bangs on the forehead of the first grader who was lying on the window were blown into a big back, and his eyes were also blown out. .
"Don't close the window?" he asked again.
"It doesn't matter." Chu Yi said.
"There are two pairs of sunglasses in the bucket in front of you, one is mine and the other is Lao Cui's," Yan Hang said, "please take one and put it on, you will be blinded in a while."
"Well," opened Xiaodou on the first day of the first year, took out two glasses cases, opened it and looked at it, "This saucy blue, the color is yours, right?"
"Yeah," Yan Hang nodded with a smile, "that black one belongs to Lao Cui, you should wear his."
"No," took out the blue pair of sunglasses and put them on on the first day of the first day, "if I want it, it's fashionable."
"Pretty handsome," Yan Hang glanced at him, "With your big back, it looks like a triad."
"Are you wearing it?" said the first day, "the road is reversed, it's light."
"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.
On the first day of the first day of junior high school, he took the black one and put it on for him, and then tilted his head and stared at it for a long time: "It's quite like our black, small society, little brother."
"Yes, Brother Gou," said Yan Hang, "Brother Gou, do you think my car can drive ok?"
"Okay," Chu nodded, "keep working hard."
Yan Hang had calculated before that if he didn't rest on the way, it would take about four hours to drive to the place, but they would definitely have to rest on the way. He never ran a high-speed car or drove a car for such a long time, as Cui Yi explained. , pay attention to safety.
"Have a rest, stop." On the first day of the first day, he leaned against the window against the hot wind and said.
"Okay," Yan Hang said, "pee, drink, eat, stretch out your legs."
"Don't put the pee, say it first." Chu Yi said.
Yan Hang laughed, slowed down, and entered the rest stop.
After he went to the toilet, he washed his face again, and when he came out, he was taking pictures of the surroundings with his mobile phone.
"What are you filming?" Yan Hang went over to take a look, and all the pictures were of people coming and going.
"People who travel," said the first day of the first year, "follow Ping, ordinary people don't look at it, it's different."
"Well," Yan Hang also looked around, "this is true."
"Before you and Yan, uncle," looked at him on the first day of the first year, "also this, right?"
"It's not quite the same," Yan Hang stretched his waist and led him to the supermarket in the rest area, "We don't even have two pieces of luggage, so it's not a trip, it's a migration, we walk one stop at a time, without a purpose. land, and don't look back."
He didn't say anything, he looked down at his phone.
Travel, travel everywhere.
Before the first day of junior high, wanted to travel very much. Every time went back to school during the summer vacation, classmates around the front and back were talking about where to go during the summer vacation. He usually listened invisibly.
The farthest place he went before he came out to study was his grandfather's house, and he never thought about traveling.
It seems that no one in the whole family has thought about traveling, and my grandma may not even leave the riverside area.
On the first day of the first day, I picked a few photos and wanted to send them to the circle of friends. After thinking about it, I felt that it was not enough, so I approached Yan Hang and said, "Brother Xiaotian, help me take a photo."
"Well," Yan Hang took some snacks and drinks, "what kind of shoot?"
"I'm sitting in the cab, in the cab." The first day of the first year said in a low voice, embarrassed.
"Okay," Yan Hang smiled, "you can also sit and lean on the front of the car, and I'll take a picture for you."
"Women are only like that," said the first day of the first year, "I want to take the car, the cab."
After buying the food, the two went to the parking lot. Yan Hang drove the car out of the parking space and parked beside the green lawn: "Shooting here, the background looks better."
When got into the car on the first day of junior high and sat in the cab, didn't know how to pose.
Although Yan Hang always said that he was handsome, he knew that he was not like Yan Hang. He could sit anywhere, and it would be a hard photo if it was frozen.
"Put your arms on the steering wheel," Yan Hang said, "then just turn your head and look at me, and put on your underworld sunglasses."
"Okay." She put on her sunglasses and cleared her throat.
He didn't know why he was clearing his throat, but he cleared his throat anyway and propped his arms up against the steering wheel.
The horn blared very loudly.
"Hey!" He was startled.
Clearing your throat is probably just for this roar.
"It's taken." Yan Hang said with a smile.
He didn't laugh on the first day of the new year, he put his arms on the steering rack again seriously, and turned his head to look at him.
"Hey, it's so cool." Yan Hang pressed the shutter, "close the door and take another one, and look outside the window."
"Oh." On the first day of the first year, he closed the car door, stretched his elbows out of the car window, and leaned against the car window.
"Pull down the sunglasses." Yan Hang said again.
"It's so troublesome." On the first day of the first year, he hooked his fingers on the sunglasses and pulled them down.
"This action is handsome," Yan Hang pressed the shutter a few times, "Brother Gou, I remind you, after this kind of photo is posted on the circle of friends, please refuse all kinds of teasing from the little girls."
"How to refuse, refuse?" Chu Yi asked.
"Just don't reply." Yan Hang said.
"I didn't know what to do, I didn't know how to respond." Chu Yi said.
"That's great," said Yan Hang, "please keep your mental retardation in this regard."
After taking the photo, the two of them sat on the edge of the lawn and ate something before heading off.
"I like this feeling, the feeling," said the first day, "on the road, run and run, with you next to me."
Yan Hang didn't speak, he stretched out his hand to squeeze his chin, and started the car.
The sun is very good, the wind smells of dust and mud, there is an embarrassing chat from the radio anchor who has nothing to say, and from time to time there will be intermittent music because of the poor signal, the highway in front of you points to the horizon, and the distance is continuous green, and the dog on the co-pilot leaning against the window to watch the scenery.
It feels really good.
Life is sometimes full of novelty and fun because of uncertainty, and uneasy because of too much uncertainty.
If there is someone who is sure to turn his head and see, all uncertainty will be softened.
I didn't sleep well last night on the first day of the first lunar new year. have been staring at the receding scenery outside. The hypnotic effect should be very good. About an hour after leaving the rest station, Yan Hang found that he was asleep while hanging on his seat belt.
The pose is a bit ruinous, but it's cute.
Yan Hang closed the car window and turned on the air conditioner.
The hot wind blowing all the way made his face numb, and he didn't know where he got so much energy on the first day of the new year.
After passing two rest stops, woke up on the first day of the first day.
"I fell asleep," he said.
"Did you sleep well?" Yan Hang asked.
"Cool," on the first day of the first year, he took a wet tissue and wiped it on his face, then looked down at the paper, "Fuck."
"Oh, the local dog will also say I'm fucked." Yan Hang said.
"One, I always say," Chu Yi took out another piece of paper and continued to wipe his face, "Don't say it in person, that's all."
"Who are you scolding!" Yan Hang said.
"Don't be an outsider." The first day of the first year added, and took a third piece of paper and rubbed it in his hair.
"It's all dark," Yan Hang snorted, "Are you still putting your head in ashes?"
Smile at first.
Before getting off the highway, the two stopped again at the rest stop to fill up the car.
After exiting the high-speed toll station, Yan Hang stopped on the side of the road, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the navigation.
Looking around on the first day of the new year, the scene of Tianyuan has been reduced a lot. There are many tall buildings in the distance. The green belt in front of the road is very wide, the grass is very thick, and the fluffy look is very comfortable.
This is the city where Yan Hang was born.
Very unfamiliar feeling.
When the car continued to drive forward, Yan Hang said fewer words. He didn't know whether it was because he could hear the voice of the navigation clearly, or because he was in this city and had something in his heart.
"Let's stay at the hotel first," Yan Hang said, "Cui Yi gave the designated hotel, saying that the transportation there is convenient, and it is better to go to the cemetery."
"Well." Chu nodded and looked out the window, "Do you remember, remember these places, Fang?"
"I don't remember," said Yan Hang, "I was here in elementary school, and I have never been here before. For me, this is basically a strange city."
"Oh." The first day responded.
"Actually, I don't remember where I lived when I was a child." Yan Hang sighed, "I don't have any impressions. I have no memories before I went to elementary school."
"Mental retardation." Chu Yi said.
"Do you need to clean up?" Yan Hang gave him a sideways glance.
"I remember everything when I was three or three years old, yes." said the first day of the first year.
"I probably..." Yan Hang frowned, "I don't remember it deliberately. The human brain is very smart, and things that are too painful are automatically forgotten."
On the first day of the first day, he looked at Yan Hang and didn't speak.
The hotel designated by Cui Yi is still ok. This year, a new building has been added. Their room is in the new building, and everything is new, at least it looks clean.
"We want one, and one bed is enough." After entering the room on the first day of the first year, he fell onto the bed. "Two waves are too much, it's a waste."
"Then go and tell the front desk that the two of us want to change to a big bed room." Yan Hang said.
"I just follow, just talk about it." Chu Yi said with a smile.
Yan Hang went around the bathroom and opened the curtains to look outside: "The environment is okay, the parking lot is outside the window, it's quiet, and you can still see the car."
"Uncle Cui's car is quite expensive, isn't it?" asked the first day.
"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "it's quite expensive for us, more than 700,000 yuan, we can't afford to lose it."
I thought about it on the first day of the first year: "Then you buy a car for two or two hundred thousand in the future. Isn't it too convenient and cheap?"
"Old Cui's first car was only 50,000 yuan," Yan Hang turned around and threw himself on the bed, leaning on Chu Yi's body, kissing him, and stroking his eyebrows, "The plan of 200,000 yuan is already quite awesome. ."
"Well," smiled on the first day, put his hand into Yan Hang's clothes, and touched his back, "200,000 can buy it, can you buy a big car, SU, V."
"Yes, do you like carts?" Yan Hang asked.
"It's convenient to travel." Chu Yi said.
"Okay, I will have a car in the future, and I will try to go out to play once a year." Yan Hang lowered his head and licked his neck lightly, then clicked his tongue, "Damn, salty."
I didn't speak on the first day of the first day, hey hey hey hey.
"Go to take a bath," Yan Hang got out of bed, "The pickled dog is not good anymore."
He took his clothes and went to take a shower on the first day of the first day of the new year. He should still be in the excitement of traveling when he heard the news, humming a song while washing.
It's a pity that this man has grown up for nearly 18 years, and he can count ducks every day.
Yan Hang sighed and looked at his phone.
After three o'clock, went out to the cemetery for a while, and when came back in time for dinner, Cui Yi also gave him the addresses of several restaurants, saying that they tasted good and could go there.
Although Cui Yi didn't say it, the name is not a high-end restaurant, it should be a small night market restaurant. Yan Hang estimates that these restaurants are the places where Dad and he used to eat often.
"Have you finished washing!" Yan Hang asked at the bathroom door.
"Washing your hair," said the first day inside, "you take a bath for half an hour, I haven't urged you."
Through the glass of the bathroom, Yan Hang could vaguely see the body of the first year of junior high school. He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time again. It should be too late to add some leisure activities.
So he went to get his change of clothes, pushed open the bathroom door and squeezed in.
"Why?" On the first day of the first year, he looked at him with a foam on his head.
"Guess." Yan Hang took off his shirt.
As soon as he took off his outer pants, he jumped up and hugged him on the first day of the new year, kissing his face and neck, covering his face with foam.
I finished my spare time and took a shower. When I came out of the bathroom, I suddenly looked up nervously: "Will there be a camera, camera!"
"I don't know," Yan Hang said while wiping his head, "with such a good figure, just take a picture, it's not ashamed."
"What's this, what's the logic?" The first day of the first year looked at him in surprise.
"The logic of the handsome guy." Yan Hang said.
"Oh." The first day still looked at him.
"Quickly pack up," Yan Hang opened the curtains and looked out, "I'll go to the cemetery with me first, and then come back and let's have something Lao Cui recommended... Recalling the old days for dinner."
"Okay," the first day of the first year raised his trousers, "do you want to buy something, incense, paper, paper money, etc.?"
"No," Yan Hang smiled, "my dad shouldn't do this."
"Hmm." Chu nodded slightly.
Suddenly a little nervous.
He didn't know why he was nervous, but this tension has not disappeared since he and Yan Hang put on their coats and walked out of the door.
It's like... nervous about meeting the parents.
Although he didn't know how the idea of ββmeeting his parents came up on the first day of the first year, and he didn't know if meeting his parents was so nervous, besides, he was never so nervous when he saw Uncle Yan for the first time... But in short, he Just nervous.
"What's wrong?" Yan Hang probably sensed his emotions, and he hugged him and asked in a low voice, "Are you... afraid? If you wait for me in the room, I'll go over by myself..."
"No, no, no," the first day of the first year quickly waved his hand, "no."
"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.
"I'm tight, nervous." Chu Yi said softly.
"Nervous?" Yan Hang was stunned.
"See, see the parents." The voice of the first day was even lower.
"It's just a tombstone," Yan Hang paused, and after a few seconds he couldn't help but let out a laugh, "You're going to laugh at me, baby."
The first tut.
"It's alright," Yan Hang said. "You don't have to be nervous when you find a place in a while. I'll just talk. I usually say that when I see parents. Mom and Dad are my daughter-in-law. I'll bring it back for you to see..."
"Daughter-in-law?" Chu Yi looked at him.
"Wife?" Yan Hang also looked at him.
The first time did not speak.
"That's right, it's inappropriate, and he's a gentleman anyway," Yan Hang nodded, "Then I can only say that this is my boyfriend, and I won't get married anyway."
He opened his mouth for the first time, wanting to say something, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.
I just feel a little confused, and feel that there is a place where Yan Hang's expression doesn't seem to be correct, but he doesn't know what it is.
The cemetery is on the outskirts of the city. Driving from the hotel, there is no fork in the road. It is less than an hour's drive and it is easy to find.
Now is not the time to sweep graves, the cemetery is very quiet, and there are two or three cars parked in the parking lot.
Yan Hang took the number given to him by Cui Yi and looked at the map next to him: "It should be over the hillside."
"The air here is so good." Chu Yi said.
"It's all trees and grass, and no one is there yet," Yan Hang said. "Of course the air is better."
Walking down the road to the hillside, the two of them didn't speak any more. When he lightly grabbed his hand on the first day of the new year, he noticed that his palms were sweating a little, and his fingers were cold on such a hot day. .
It's still a little sad, for a mother who has never existed in memory.
The closer he got to the number, the colder Yan Hang felt his hands and the slower his pace.
Each tombstone, each name, records a different life.
Finally he stopped in front of a tombstone.
This is a tomb of a husband and wife. Half of it is erected with a black stele with the name and photos written on it, and the other half is empty.
This was the first time Yan Hang knew what his mother's name was.
Lu Xiaozhou.
Yan Hang smiled, quite cute.
Judging by the age of the tombstone, it should have been replaced by my father a few years ago.
The tombstones were cleaned up very well. When they came, they also saw workers cleaning, which should be cleaned every day.
In this way, if Dad came, there would be no traces left.
No.
There are still some.
Yan Hang squatted down. There was an incense burner in front of the tombstone. It was quite big, one size bigger than the one next door. There was rice from an incense burner in it, but there were no burnt out incense sticks. Yan Hang looked at the tombstone next to him. The small incense burner, make sure that the workers will not clean the incense burner.
Dad really doesn't make these incense or paper money... But why put an incense burner?
He hesitated, and poked his finger at the rice in the censer.
Miri buried something.
He hooked his finger lightly, and a very beautiful little ring was brought out on the tip of his finger.
"Ah." Chu Yi was a little surprised on the side.
"Playing romance," Yan Hang smiled, "Guess what else?"
"Ring." Chu Yi said.
"...The rings are all taken out." Yan Hang flipped through the rice again, and then was stunned, "Fuck me? Go, go set up a stall, fortune-telling or something."
"Really?" Chu Yi was also stunned.
"Well," Yan Hang took out another ring, "this one is older than the one just now."
"Every year, buy one, right?" The first day of the first year also squatted down.
"It shouldn't be. I buy it every year. There should be a handful here." Yan Hang sighed softly and continued to flip through the rice. "This rice may have to be changed every year."
"The new rice is delicious," said the first day of the first year, "the old rice is not good, it is not fragrant."
Yan Hang glanced at him and smiled: "Silly dog."
Miri doesn't actually have too many things, three rings, a small pendant, a bracelet, two hearts stacked in a cigarette case, a few withered rose petals, and... a very small photo, cut out It became a circle, and the edge should be clipped in that kind of photo pendant before.
Yan Hang picked up the photo and looked at it, his hand shaking violently.
Although the photo is small, after all, the person above is him, and he can see the details at a glance.
"Old fox." He gritted his teeth.
"Let's see, see," the first day of the first year came over, then was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Yan Hang suddenly, "This is, yes, yes, this is you, you..."
"This is my foreman uniform." Yan Hang said.
"How, how did he get it?" The first day of the first year was very shocked.
"I don't know," Yan Hang stared at the photo, "the picture is not very clear, it should be taken from a distance and then zoomed in."
"Well." Chu Yi also stared at the photo.
"The old fox secretly photographed me," Yan Hang said, "this old fox actually secretly photographed me."
"Sue him." Chu Yi said.
Yan Hang suddenly laughed: "Are you annoying?"
"Annoying." The first day also smiled.
"This should be in the trash can downstairs. I smoke there every day," Yan Hang looked at the photo. "I don't know when it was taken. The uniform is the same every day."
He didn't speak on the first day of the first day, his mind was so shaken that he couldn't think any more.
Uncle Yan, whose whereabouts have been unknown, has a photo of Yan Hang after he was the foreman.
"Take a picture of me secretly," Yan Hang said in a low voice, "This person is too shameless to take a picture of me secretly."
On the first day of the first day, he felt a little trembling in Yan Hang's voice, and he reached out and put his arms around Yan Hang's shoulder.
"It seems that I'm so handsome that I'll be secretly photographed by my father..." Yan Hang lowered his head and buried his face in his arms, "I'm going to sue him."
"Well." On the first day of the first day, he patted Yan Hang's back lightly.
He heard Yan Hang's very soft and low cry.