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Chapter 750 My hometown was demolished

A few days later, Ma Xiaoliang was working at work. He received a call from his father. It turned out that there had been a lot of rumors that demolition of his hometown had begun. When he heard the news, Ma Xiaoliang felt a big stone fall in his heart, and he immediately put the matter aside. The news of the demolition was told to Zhao Cui.Zhao Cui was also very happy when he heard the news. After all, Zhao Cui had always been reluctant to live in Ma Xiaoliang's hometown. It was not because he disliked the place, but because he felt it was a bit dirty.Ma Xiaoliang is also quite helpless about this. This is the only problem that has existed in his family for many years.

The house in Ma Xiaoliang's hometown was built in 1998. The land in his hometown was also acquired at that time. At that time, a house in Xinmi County only cost about [-] yuan. Ma Xiaoliang's father did not buy a house in the county, but built this two-story house in his hometown. The small building is also an exclusive small courtyard.Speaking of this hometown, Ma Xiaoliang feels very fond of it. When he first built the house, Ma Xiaoliang was still in junior high school. At that time, he was also the second house in the village to build a small western-style house.When it was time to take the college entrance examination, Ma Xiaoliang wanted to apply for a student loan, but was rejected at the village level on the grounds that the house in his hometown was not difficult enough.When I was in college, two college girls came to Guanzhou to transfer trains and stayed one night in Ma Xiaoliang's hometown. At that time, Ma Xiaoliang still felt that the home was shabby, so her mother cleaned up the house and mopped the floor over and over again. This was also The only time in four years of college that I had classmates stay over was two girls.

After graduation, every time my ex came to his hometown, he only stayed for a while and never stayed overnight!Ma Xiaoliang is quite helpless about this. The flowers bloom and fall every year, the apricot trees in the yard are full of fruits again and again, and even the ivy trees all over the walls are withering every year. Every time he returns to his hometown, Ma Xiaoliang feels like he was a child, as if he was a child. The years are before our eyes.Knowing that his hometown was going to be demolished, Zhao Cui accompanied Ma Xiaoliang back to his hometown. The rainwater continued to fall along the walls, forming small waterfalls. The past is like this, and the future is nowhere to be found.A drawer on the first floor of his hometown was filled with many letters from high school. Zhao Cui was about to pick it up, but Ma Xiaoliang quickly snatched it away. Zhao Cui kicked Ma Xiaoliang: "Oh, it can't be someone who gave it to me in high school." My little lover must have written it!" Ma Xiaoliang was embarrassed, but Zhao Cui said: "Don't read it!" There were several pieces of paper in the drawer. When he opened it, he found that it was the address book from college. One of them had a There are two names written on it: "Zhao Cui, Li Yi". There is a phone number and mobile phone number on it, but nothing else.

When Zhao Cui saw it for the first time, he couldn't help but said: "You still keep this, it's been 20 years!" The handwriting on the piece of paper was crooked, and it looked like Ma Xiaoliang's handwriting. Ma Xiaoliang couldn't remember when he put it here. But of course I carefully put it away after seeing you again today, and then put it in my wallet. This was the testimony of the two people when they first met. Now 20 years have passed, and now I think about people when I see things. Maybe in 20 years, the piece of paper will still be preserved as before. , the so-called old sword has deep love, in fact, old paper can also have deep love.Everyone has a hometown that they cannot return to, and hometown is hometown, hometown is concrete, and hometown is always a kind of nostalgia.Seeing that my hometown is about to be completely bulldozed and reduced to rubble is quite heartbreaking, but there is nothing I can do about it. The giant wheel of the times will always crush everything and will not stop because of someone.

(End of this chapter)