plum city

Chapter 15 The car is halfway through

Fang Yan wanted to find his biological parents for a long time. He wanted to find them for no other reason than he was curious and wanted to see what the two people who brought him into this world looked like.We also have to look at what kind of parents would not even want their own children, but just give them away if they say they are given away.

Of course, he also had to ask them why they didn't want him in the first place.

When Xu Ailian was still there, Fang Yan didn't have this idea. Even if it happened by chance, he would immediately rule it out. He felt that if he had such an idea, it would be a blasphemy against Xu Ailian.

No matter how generous Xu Ailian is and how much she believes in Fang Yan, she will not mind if Fang Yan wants to find her biological parents.As long as Xu Ailian cares about anything, Fang Yan won't do it.

After Xu Ailian was gone, Fang Yan began to have the idea of ​​​​finding his biological parents.However, as long as his adoptive father Fang Guofei is still there, he will not take action.He thought that this was the minimum respect for his adoptive father.

What's more, he was not that urgent and needed to find his biological parents immediately. They didn't want him and asked Fang Guofei to take him away. It wasn't that he wanted to run away from home, right?

What Fang Yan wanted to ask didn't matter to him whether he asked it sooner or later.

However, even Fang Yan himself didn't know why. After sending his adoptive father and mother up the mountain and walking out alone, he suddenly had a strong desire to find his biological parents.

This idea was so urgent that Fang Yan himself was shocked.

After getting in the car and exiting the mountain gate of the cemetery, it seemed that even Fang Yan couldn't control his hands. The car had already started to turn left and turned onto the road to Meicheng.

As the car drove on the Hangxinjing Expressway, Fang Yan calmed down. He knew that his search would not be easy, and he had no confidence at all.

He knew too little information about his biological parents. He didn't even know what they looked like or their last name. The only person who knew this was his adoptive father Fang Guofei, and he was no longer here, so it was impossible for him to tell him.The only thing that Fang Yan knows now is Meicheng Knitting Factory. His parents came from Jiangxi to work. These two pieces of information, or one piece of information.

What Fang Yan also knows is that Meicheng Knitting Factory has not existed for more than ten or twenty years. Now even this factory can no longer be found. It is still difficult to find a pair of migrant workers who worked in this factory more than 20 years ago. One can imagine.

But Fang Yan is a serious person. In this regard, he is very similar to Xu Ailian, and also very similar to Fang Guofei, as if he has their genes.Once he makes a start and starts searching, he will continue until he finds it. He will not give up halfway.

Throughout the morning, Fang Yan hardly stopped for a moment as he drove from the funeral home to the cemetery and then onto the highway. By this time, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon, and Fang Yan felt hungry.

When he saw that there were still two kilometers ahead, he reached the Tonglu exit. Fang Yan changed the car to the rightmost lane and prepared to get off the highway.

Fang Yan doesn't like to eat in the express service area. He thinks everything there tastes bad. Similarly, Zhiweiguan and KFC seem to have changed their taste when they arrive at the express service area.

Fang Yan remembered that when he and Noi passed by here many years ago, he went down to eat noodles once. The noodles were good, the noodles were chewy, and the toppings were also delicious. You could add whatever you wanted, and the money was calculated together in the end.

Probably because of hunger, Fang Yan thought of that noodle restaurant at this moment, and the long-ago memories came back, making him drool.However, after all these years, I don’t know if this noodle shop still exists.

Fang Yan got off the highway and drove along Yingchun South Road for less than 10 minutes. When he almost arrived at the Tonglu National Taxation Building, he couldn't help laughing. He saw that the noodle shop he was looking for was still there, right next to the National Taxation Building. Opposite the building.

Let me go, after all these years, you have lived longer than Fang Guofei.

The noodle shop is not big, the decoration is simple, and the sanitary conditions are average. Fang Yan remembers that when he and Noi came here for the first time, he chose this noodle shop. Noi thought it was dirty, and the boss was not happy.After sitting down, she pouted, wiped the table and cutlery again, and almost used up a pack of tissues.

Fang Yan sat there, looking at the busy Noi, laughing constantly. Noi gave him a blank look and muttered: "I don't know what you are doing. Every time you eat, you like to choose places like this. It doesn't matter at all." Be hygienic.”

Fang Yan laughed and said to Noi, "Don't you understand this? There is a simple truth in it."

Noi continued to whitewash him: "What kind of truth is it? It's so simple."

Fang Yan said: "You see the dining environment is so bad, and the price of noodles seems not cheap, but it can still exist here, and there are quite a lot of people eating it, which means it must have its own secret weapon, and that is its The noodles are extremely delicious, just wait and you will be amazed.”

Noi didn't even bother to roll her eyes at him and ignored him.But when the noodles came, Noi carefully picked up a noodle with chopsticks and carefully slipped it into her mouth. Then she picked up the spoon and scooped out half a spoonful of soup. She pursed her lips. After the soup was finished, she Finally he shouted "Wow":
"This noodles, this soup, dialect, it's so delicious!"

Fang Yan sat there and looked around, and found that after so many years, this noodle shop seemed to have not changed at all. It was still as shabby, only more shabby.The boss and the boss's wife are still the same two people, but they are older.

Fang Yan looked at all this, but felt very happy. He felt that in the ever-changing world, there are still some things that are certain, anchored there, and growing old together with time. This makes people feel very at ease.

He ordered a piece of walnut meat ramen, then walked to the glass window and looked at the basins of prepared toppings inside. He gestured to the boss inside, including large intestine, mustard shreds, beef, dry shreds, poached eggs, and pork ribs. Wait, I ordered a lot.

The boss and Fang Yan said, "There are so many toppings that I can't put them on the noodles. Can I put another bowl for you?"

Dialect says yes, yes.

He saw a glass bottle of Coca-Cola in the freezer, walked over and opened the door, took out a bottle of Coke, sat down, opened it with a screwdriver, took two sips and put it down.

Fang Yan picked up his mobile phone and wanted to call Noi and tell her that when they arrived in Tonglu a few years ago, they were not far from the highway. The delicious noodle shop was still there, and he was waiting for the noodles here. It was really Can't wait.

Clicking on Noi's number, Fang Yan hesitated and put the phone down again. He thought that once the call came through, he told Noi that he was in Tonglu. Next, Noi would ask him what he was doing in Tonglu, and Fang Yan had to explain to him. long time.

Forget it, fortunately the landlady came over with noodles and I didn’t have time to make a phone call.

A bowl of noodles, a bowl of toppings, a bottle of Coke, and Fang Yan picked up another bottle.After drinking two bottles of Coke, Fang Yan burped and felt a little stuffed.He sat there. At this time, apart from him, there was only one other customer from the IRS in the store, wearing a uniform. It was already working time, so he ran out to eat noodles, probably because he missed lunch in the cafeteria.

He was eating noodles and looking at his phone.Fang Yan looked at the road outside, where people and cars were coming and going.Fang Yan was in a trance for a moment. Being in this strange city, he felt as if he was in another world. At this time, he thought of the scene at the funeral parlor in the morning and the scene of him carrying an urn up the mountain in one hand. It seemed like a long time had passed.

In fact, only a few hours passed.

The landlady came over to clear the dishes, and Fang Yan told her to pay. The landlady said oh, and ignored the dishes. Instead, she turned around and walked into the counter. Fang Yan went to the counter and scanned the QR code. The landlady said to go slowly, and Fang Yan said thank you.

It was more than 100 kilometers from Hangcheng to Meicheng. When we arrived at Tonglu, we were halfway through the road. Fang Yan drove the car back onto the highway and drove towards Yangcun Bridge.

The Hangzhou-Xinjing Expressway does not pass through Meicheng. To go to Meicheng, you have to get off the expressway at Yangcunqiao, another small town, and then follow the Xin'an River and drive downstream on the provincial highway for more than ten miles to reach Meicheng.

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