Second in full service

Chapter 55
Xiang Xiaorou's hometown is in the county closest to F city.With the development of the economy in the past two years, the situation in the county has been very different from the situation when she left home.

She was carrying a bag in her hand and a bag on her back. In the bag on her back was a game helmet. She was wearing a pullover sweater and a pair of old jeans. She sat in the car and listened to music with headphones, imagining that she was A student girl from six or seven years ago.

The car went around and arrived at the county bus station when it was getting dark.After getting out of the car, I have to take the bus for more than half an hour to get home.She thought the bus was slow, so she called the motorcycle next to the bus stop.Namo's knight asked for ten yuan, and she didn't bother to bargain, so she agreed without saying a word.

The speed of rubbing is really powerful, making Xiang Xiaorou's hair float at a 90-degree angle.

As the wind blows past her, Xiang Xiaorou feels her face prickling slightly, and her ears are still filled with the roar of Xin Band's "I Want To Love To Die".

Xiang Xiaorou's home is in the village on the east side of the county seat.

It was a four-storey cement self-built house. The outer wall was gray and old after more than 20 years of wind and rain, and it was covered with creepers planted by Xiang Xiaorou's mother.The house was built with one hand and one foot when her grandfather was still alive. In the first year, a one-story bungalow was built, and every few years after saving some money, one floor was built up until the fourth floor.That year, her father married her mother.In those difficult years, the four-storey concrete house was already a symbol of wealth in the small village.However, the erosion of more than [-] years has gradually worn away its former beauty.There are many taller buildings around, and the outer walls are all covered with tiles, which are bright and beautiful, but her old house looks rough and gloomy standing among them.

Modi stopped at the entrance of the village, and immediately acquaintances called out her nickname loudly.

Rou Ya from Teacher Xiang's house is back.

Teacher Xiang was referring to her father, who had passed away six years ago.Because he was the first man in the village to be admitted to college, and after graduation he went to the city to teach in a high school, which was an enviable thing in the poor village at that time.

Xiang Xiaorou smiled heartlessly, saying hello to familiar and unfamiliar people, seven aunts and eight aunts...

The village is small, and the neighbors are all relatives.

When she was more than ten meters away from home, she saw her mother's thin body looking at the door, looking very sad under the dim street lights.

Xiang Xiaorou's smile suddenly restrained her happiness, although she was still smiling, but with a heavy feeling.

"Mom!" she called out from a distance.

The mother greeted her with a smile, and called her by her nickname in a loud voice, not at all the shadow of the frail and shy girl she was when she first married into this small village more than 20 years ago.

Looking at the mother's gray hair, Weituo's back, thin face, and the kind and happy smile on her face, Xiang Xiaorou's nose was sour.

The narrow stone road in front of the door, the tired figure of the mother, and the light from the room made the sadness that she didn't want to recall six years ago, with an inescapable sense of reality, overwhelming. on her heart.

Sadness has no escape.

I followed my mother into the house. On the first floor of the house, there was only a kitchen, a small dining room and a front hall.There was already a table of dishes on the table in the dining room, all of which were held on plates. The familiar aroma of the dishes made her stomach start to growl.

The dinner was very rich, and the table was full of chicken, duck and fish. Mom Xiang kept adding vegetables to her bowl like a stuffed duck. Do not download anything.

"Hic!" She sat on the bench and hiccupped, expressing that she really couldn't eat anymore, so her mother gave up.

"Don't move, put it down, I'll clean it up! You go and serve your dad an incense stick!" Xiang Xiaorou slapped away Xiang Xiaorou's hands that were about to clean up the dishes, and tidied them up quickly while talking.

Xiang Xiaorou had no choice but to let go and walked to the front hall.

The front hall is very simple. There is only a long table with altars, candlesticks, censers, and offering vases with flowers.

On the side of the altar, there are the remains of her grandfather, grandmother and father.

There are several stacks of gold, silver and tin foil in the corner of the wall, which are folded into ingots and gold bars. Presumably, the mother folded the things for the father's death day tomorrow.

She lit incense, burned incense to the three closest elders according to their seniority, and finally stopped in front of her father's portrait.

The father in the portrait had serene eyes, a confident smile, and his eyebrows and eyes were seventy to eighty percent similar to hers.

She thinks that her arrogance comes from her father, and the strength and gentleness in her bones come from her mother.

Father is a lofty scholar, never admit defeat all his life.Although he looks elegant and gentle on the surface, he has the sourness of a scholar in his bones. Her mother called it a bad temper, but outsiders said he was arrogant.

Xiang Xiaorou looked at Qingjun's father in the photo, and what appeared in his mind was his father's scrawny appearance with crooked eye sockets during the period before his death.

It was a difficult time, but it was over.

She and her mother tried their best to put down their dignity and pride, but they still couldn't exchange their father's life.

That 20 check made her want to tear it up and throw it on Zhuo Tian's face, but in the end she could only accept it in pain.Life used the most real cruelty to tear up the pride she was proud of, which was exactly the same as her father.

However, she has no regrets.

In front of life, everyone is an ordinary person.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a call to her mother.

"Xiao Rou, how are you and Xiao Jiang doing recently? Did you invite him to dinner tomorrow?"

Xiao Jiang, Jiang Zhiyao...

Xiang Xiaorou suddenly remembered that she hadn't told her mother about her breakup with Jiang Zhiyao.

In the past two years, my mother has prioritized her lifelong affairs more than anything else, and Jiang Zhiyao has always been the best son-in-law candidate in her mother's heart.Looking at the gentle and loving smile on her mother's face, she couldn't imagine how her mother would react.

Endless blind dates? !All kinds of superb men? !

She couldn't help but tremble all over thinking about it.

"Uh, he's not free this year, he has business to discuss!" She turned her face away, deciding to keep it a secret.

"What's not free?! You two had a fight, right? I just called him yesterday, and he said he's free tomorrow, and he will definitely come over." Xiang's mother was triumphant, smiling like a child who exposed an adult's lie. "I said, daughter, you have been dating for so many years, you should get married early. Xiao Jiang's conditions are so good, and he treats you well, why are you hesitating?"

"What?! He said he's coming tomorrow?" Xiang Xiaorou was startled, and couldn't help raising her voice.

"What are you doing so loudly? It's not easy to learn, but to imitate your father's stinky temper. If you become stubborn, you won't be able to pull back nine cows. Change your temper. You are such an old man. Don't anger my son-in-law. Run away. Just let the young couple get over the quarrel, but don't keep it in your heart." Mother Xiang looked at her daughter dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, if my dad didn't have that stubborn temper, would he have married you back then? Would he have me now? Do you still dislike him?" Xiang Xiaorou didn't want to continue talking about Jiang Zhiyao, so he waved his hand and covered the subject, He was going to call Jiang Zhiyao to find out what happened.

Sighing to mother, she took out a piece of paper from her pocket, pulled Xiang Xiaorou's hand, and placed the paper flatly in her palm.

"Xiao Rou, when your father was sick, it was your mother who was sorry for you and took away your 20 check. I know that you have been trying to save money for the past two years and want to repay this debt. Here is a little savings from my mother , you take it. Whether you want to return it to others, or keep it for investment and dowry, it’s up to you.”

He lowered his head to Xiaorou, and quietly placed a deposit certificate of 8 yuan in his palm.A thin piece of paper seemed to weigh a thousand catties, which she couldn't bear.

"Mom, take it back. The 20 yuan back then has nothing to do with you. I did it voluntarily!"

(End of this chapter)