Dressed to be a grandmother

Chapter 286
"Back to my aunt, I have already packed up. I will go to the city before dawn tomorrow. I will come to say goodbye to my aunt."

"Okay, I got it." Bai Xi: "Work hard, with my aunt and grandma here, you don't have to worry about the village."

"Hey!" Chen Xiaocong nodded in response, but suddenly felt a little sad: "Grandma, I will miss you, and I won't be able to greet you often in the future."

Bai Xi: "Okay, I don't need these vain gifts, just remember not to embarrass my aunt."

"Auntie, I won't. By the way, Auntie, you have to eat well and sleep well, so that you can grow taller."

Bai Xi originally acted like some elders wanted to tell young people to go out, but when she heard this, she couldn't help squinting over: "Did you not let Xiao Hei chase you these two days, are you thick-skinned?"

Knowing that she has been depressed and not growing her head recently, she still insists on saying that her wings are stiff and she wants to be dealt with.

Chen Xiaocong also understood, quickly waved his hands and shook his head: "No, no, grandma, I'm just worried about you."

Bai Xi also knew that Chen Xiaoming had gone out for a long time, and his face was bruised and purple, so he didn't let Xiao Hei take care of him.

the next day.

Before dawn, Chen Xiaocong packed his bags and left the house.

He didn't immediately get on the bullock cart that took him into the city, but came to the tree house first.

Standing in the open space in front of the tree house, Chen Xiaocong knelt down lightly, then respectfully kowtowed three times to Baixi, then got up, and muttered in a low voice: "Auntie, Congzi is gone, don't worry, I will definitely cheer you up."

Bai Xi didn't go down to the tree house, she also heard what Chen Xiaocong said.

When Chen Xiaocong got into the ox cart, he didn't say a few words with his father who sent him to the city, but talked with his mother who followed him into the city for a long time.

"It's Xiao Hei."

At the gate of the village, the family of three saw Xiao Hei waiting under the big tree, and couldn't help but let out a soft breath.

"Xiao Hei, are you here to see me off?"

Chen Xiaocong was happy but reluctant, speaking of it, Xiaohei had trained him for so long, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is half a master.

Xiao Hei whimpered twice, and said in his heart, it's because he was afraid that you would embarrass the master by being worthless, otherwise, I wouldn't have come.

Chen Xiaocong didn't know Xiaohei's disgust in his heart, so he thanked Xiaohei cheerfully.

There were many people seeing off at the train station, and the sound of gongs and drums and the waving red silk made the train station even more lively.

Chen Daliu looked at the ox cart, and was worried about letting Mrs. Chen look at the ox cart by herself, but Mrs. Chen felt that there were a lot of patches on her clothes. If she sent her son to the station, it would be embarrassing for him. After all, many of the selected ones were City people are coming.

Chen Xiaocong didn't think too much, put on the quilt on his back, carried his own baggage, told his mother to take care of his body, etc., and then looked at his silent father.

"father."

Chen Daliu's heart trembled, but he pretended to be solemn and scolded: "You son of a bitch, do your best, don't embarrass me, let alone your aunt, otherwise, I will be the first to spare you!"

"Father, I know."

"Oh, what are you doing, Congzi is no longer a child, he is about to leave, and you still scold him."

Mrs. Chen on the side gave up when she heard it, and her aunt said that Congzi was a good boy.

Chen Daliu: "So what, no matter how old I am, I'm still his father."

"Yes, yes." Chen Xiaocong didn't care, and responded with a smile: "No matter how old I am, I'm still Daddy's son of a bitch!"

Then he took two steps towards Chen Daliu, and stretched his head sideways towards Chen Daliu.

"Huh?" Chen was puzzled.

Chen Daliu also had a confused look on his face. He immediately thought of Xiao Hei's behavior of acting coquettishly with his aunt. Could this bastard want me to pat his head?
I can't afford to lose this man!
"Father, I'm leaving. I don't think I'll come back for a year or so. If you don't hit me twice, I won't have a chance."

As Chen Xiaocong said, he smiled and moved his head closer.

He heard what his father and mother said in the yard that day.

Chen Daliu suddenly felt that his throat was blocked by something, and his eyes were sore.

"You bastard!"

Chen Daliu cursed with a smile, stretched out his hand, but instead of patting Chen Xiaocong's head as usual, he patted him on the shoulder twice, exhorting him earnestly.

"Okay, I'm a grown-up. You have to think clearly before you go out and do anything. Remember, you are from our Niuluo Village, and your roots are in Niuluo Village!"

"Father, I know."

The sound of the broadcast came from the station, and the three of Chen Daliu looked over together, and then looked at each other.

"Father, mother, I should go!"

"Go, go!" Chen Daliu waved away people.

Mrs. Chen was on the sidelines wiping away tears reluctantly: "Congzi, take care of yourself and remember to write home when you have time."

"I know I know!"

Chen Xiaocong responded, turned around with red eyes, walked a few steps, turned around and ran back.

Chen Daliu originally thought that his son was going to be worthless as a deserter, so he was going to scold him, but Chen Xiaocong stood still and turned around, with his butt facing him.

Now, without Chen Xiaocong opening his mouth, Chen Daliu knew what it meant, kicked him immediately, and cursed: "What are you doing, what are you doing, get out!"

"Hey!"

Chen Xiaocong responded, and ran into the train station without looking back.

And Chen Daliu looked at his figure submerged in the crowd, his eyes were silently red.

The lively sound of gongs and drums inside the train was in stark contrast to the quietness of Chen Daliu and his wife beside the bullock cart on the curb outside the train.

There were a lot of people seeing off on the platform, but Chen Xiaocong got on the train early in the morning. After finding a seat and sitting down, he only took a few glances at the bustle on the platform, then put his hand into his arms, his eyes were full of excitement, and he took it out after a while. He took a pendant with a red string and hung it around his neck.

Seeing this, a young man sitting opposite him pretended to be mysterious and asked with a smile, "Comrade, did your partner give you this?"

"Did your partner come to see you off?" He said, poking his head and looking outside. While looking, he asked, "Which one is it?"

When Chen Xiaocong heard this, he looked over inexplicably: "Are you sick?"

"Huh?" Zhao Ming never expected that he would be scolded for striking up a conversation in such a good manner, and his face would be ugly right now.

"What are you talking about? Why are you scolding people!"

"What's wrong with scolding you." Chen Xiaocong: "You don't understand anything, why are you talking nonsense?"

"I!"

Zhao Ming wanted to say something, but he was stopped by someone he knew: "Oh, let me tell you, don't talk to rural soldiers, they are not easy to get along with, they are uneducated and stubborn."

After finishing speaking, the man glanced at Chen Xiaocong and cursed in a low voice, country bumpkin.

(End of this chapter)