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Chapter 313 Relic?

Zhang Yang doesn't have much opinion on the surrounding villagers around him. People are born and live in this society, isn't it just to attract others' attention? The difference is that there are fewer or more people paying attention.

Not to mention that he vaguely recognized some old people in the crowd, but just after getting out of the car, his first attention was on the dilapidated small yard that hadn't disappeared yet.

Suddenly hearing the uncertain question coming from behind, especially when his son and grandson were stupid and unclear, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled. When the old man picked him up, he was already over 40 years old. The people in the village once struggled for a long time because they let the old man treat him as a son or a grandson.

As a result, it was not confirmed until he left, and the old man didn't know what was going on back then. When he was vaguely sensible, he always felt that the old man was not in the right state. It was only after he went out for a few years that he slowly became grandson.

Hearing the familiar accent and the endless debates in the village back then, Zhang Yang, who was focusing on the dilapidated courtyard, came back to his senses, then turned his head with a smile and a look of emotion at the same time. Looking at those old people who still had some impressions in their minds, there were faint tears in their eyes.

"Uncle Yang!"

"Second Master Liu?"

"Grandma Cuihua?"

"uncle!"

"Auntie!"

"grandfather!"

After all, he was still too young when he left, and he can only vaguely remember a few old people who often drank with the old man, and a few people who delivered meals to their homes, but he still couldn't match most of them. No, it can only be the barking of grandparents, uncles and aunts. Anyway, it must be correct to call it according to age. The old man moved here later, and there is no seniority in the village. Basically, they communicate according to age. of.

But after hearing Zhang Yang's answer, those few old people who were not sure before really confirmed it this time, and they were all pleasantly surprised. The children they thought should have left this world a long time ago actually came back, but Lao Zhang didn't come back. In fact, he didn't even need to think about it. He should be gone.

"You really are a Yang baby!"

"In a blink of an eye, he's so big, and he's so handsome, is his girlfriend next to him?"

"It seems that Yang Wazi is doing well now!"

"Yang, I'm your Aunt Yang, and you drank my milk back then!"

"Yang boy, you really came back, I think you used to piss in my neck back then, haha, it's so big!"

Zhang Yang was very moved when he heard it at first, but he gradually felt more and more wrong when he heard the words of these elders, as if one by one he pulled out all the bad things about him when he was a child, and the more amazing thing is He didn't even know these things! !
The old people in the village are naturally very happy that the child who thought he was gone for a long time came back, and he came back with such a high-profile posture, but at the same time, they also sighed at the old Zhangtou who had passed away, feeling that the old Zhangtou did not catch up. It's a good time for grandchildren to develop.

But more young people are extremely curious about Zhang Yang, don't they say they are begging for food?What happened to this? Could it be that his biological parents were surnamed Ma?Or is it surnamed Wang?Or is he the one who came from the stars?

Otherwise, why did you drive such an expensive luxury car this time around, and you actually have such a beautiful girlfriend, and even raised a dog that looks extremely powerful and a monkey that ordinary people can't afford at all? !
I have lived there for a few years, but in front of the extremely dilapidated yard, Zhang Yang took out a few stools from the storage compartment under the RV. At the same time, some children from the village ran to the house and brought some small benches. A group of people sat on this They chatted happily in front of the yard where few people came.

"Hey, it was a crime back then. My daughter-in-law ran away with someone. If the old man hadn't picked you up, he probably wouldn't have thought about it long ago!"

"But it seems to be okay now. Although I didn't have a good time later, and the old man didn't go very smoothly, at least you are doing well now."

"Yang, what is this anchor? Why haven't I heard of this industry? Is this industry very profitable?"

"That's right, how can you afford such an expensive car? This business is really profitable? But it's useless to say these things, these are all your own skills, old Zhang Tou Jiuquan will be very happy to know Be happy."

"Yeah, grandpa and grandma see that you are living so well now, and you have such a beautiful girlfriend, we are also happy for you."

After sitting down, Zhang Yang didn't have a chance to speak at all. He just listened to the familiar old people around him throwing him questions one after another like a machine gun. Even before he had time to answer the last question, the next one was thrown out. , but fortunately these old people finally gave him a chance to speak.

"Grandparents, uncles and aunts, Xiaoman is not my girlfriend. The two of us have already received the certificate in the morning. I came back this time to obtain the certificate, and then I will come back to see everyone."

"What do anchors say? It's a new Internet industry right now. I take fans from all over the country to travel to scenic spots all over the country. Of course, they watch these scenic spots on the Internet and then listen to my introduction. My career is now this."

"It's okay, at least I don't have to worry about food and clothing now, and I also like this job."

Gradually, as Zhang Yang introduced his work and current living conditions, he gradually hadn't watched his live broadcast, but at any rate, the young man who had heard about such a travel anchor recently came to his senses.

"Could it be that you are Zhang Yang, the travel anchor who is making a lot of noise on the Internet now?"

"My darling, then you're not only good at messing around, you're doing really well."

"Brother Yang, could it be that you are the Brother Yang that my bestie always calls out, haha, Brother Yang, then you have to sign for me. After I go back, I will make my bestie jealous."

This unique meeting went on for more than an hour in the open air. Fortunately, there was a considerate and virtuous He Xiaoman beside Zhang Yang, who not only moved drinks and cigarettes out of the car, distributed them to All the people present even took down some of the melon and fruit snacks they usually ate. Anyway, the last chat event turned into a tea party.

Finally, when everyone was about to leave, Zhang Yang also took some local specialties from the car that he had bought during his travels, and then distributed a little to each of the villagers. Anyway, he had a lot of stock, so Many people have divided some of them and there are still many left. Besides, you can buy things when they are gone, but this nostalgia that is lost and regained is not easy to get.

There was no messy jealousy, blush, etc. The people in the village were emotionally excited about the return of Zhang Yang, a child they thought was dead, and at the same time they were extremely proud of his achievements now, and then do not have much left.

The crowd dispersed slowly, and many people also invited Zhang Yang to their home for dinner, but they were all resolved by Zhang Yang. He said he wanted to stay in this yard for a while, and the people in the village also understood, after all, it took so long Never came back.

It's just that after everyone left, Zhang Yang took He Xiaoman and the two little guys into the dusty and weedy yard and looked around, and finally there was nothing to see and was about to go back to the caravan. Uncle Yang, who was the first to recognize Zhang Yang, was actually leaning on crutches again, and was helped by his little grandson.

Seeing Zhang Yang coming out of the yard, Uncle Yang from afar walked over with something about the size of a palm wrapped in cloth.

"Yangwazi, since you're back, this thing should be returned to its original owner!"

Return it to its original owner?

thing?

Could it be that the old man left behind?
But in the face of Zhang Yang's doubts, Uncle Yang shook his head, first handed the things in his hand to Zhang Yang, and then said with a sigh.

"That woman sent it back later. I thought I couldn't hand it over to you or Old Zhang, but now it seems that it can finally be returned to its original owner."

(End of this chapter)