The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 950
Zhou Yan's biological father's home is not in Mingshui Town, but another county town, which seems to be well developed anyway, with tall buildings and busy traffic, so Siru bought another ticket at the station.

Yep.

Eventually, she turns up on an old street.

The Qingshiban road and the crow-green tile-roofed houses are brand new without the heavy feeling and vicissitudes left by history, and there are traces of artificial carving in the antique flavor.

That's right.

This is a tourist attraction.

ancient street.

There are also baskets full of tiny flowers hanging under the eaves of the house, which is very beautiful.

If you think so, leave.

I walked around.

Unlike other ancient towns, there are not many shops here, only a few small supermarkets and restaurants and mahjong parlors.

Very depressed.

Apparently the project failed.

Siru walked all the way, and most of the people she saw were old people, and few were young, sitting on the side of the street basking in the sun with a leisurely smile.

At the end of the street is an old building.

wooden structure.

Different from the previous building, the building is very old, and the walls are still covered with white ... lime, with the words "resist feudal superstition, overthrow capitalism and bureaucracy" written, but it has been mottled.

There is an open space next to it.

An old woman with silver hair is watering the vegetable field.

Very laborious.

Siru pursed her lips and walked over, "Hi, can I ask for some water?"

Granny: ...

Ask for water?
Come on, this is not the old days. There are mineral water drinks everywhere on the street, and there is a small supermarket just across the door.

Turning to look at Siru, he was taken aback.

I just feel that the smiling young man in front of me seems to have seen it somewhere.

Cooked.

Seeing the old man sizing him up a bit, Siru said, "I have a stomach problem, the doctor said it's best not to eat cold food, so as not to relapse when I get it."

The old woman straightened up slowly, put down the red plastic water ladle in her hand, and wiped it on the apron subconsciously.

Walk towards the house.

Siru followed to the door, but didn't go in.

A few minutes later, the old woman came out with a bowl, which was still steaming, and Siru sat on the small bench outside the door unceremoniously.

"Thank you grandma."

Just drink.

It was a little hot, she took a sip, taking her time and not in a hurry.

The old woman was speechless.

He looked up at the sky, and moved the bench to sit on the other side, "The young man is also here to travel? Your accent doesn't look like a local."

Siru nodded, "Well, let's take a look."

"Then it's not worth your visit." The old man shook his head regretfully.

Siru: "How do you say that?"

The old man pointed to the houses outside, "Look, these used to be old houses, and they spent a lot of money to renovate and rectify them. They said they wanted to build our place into an ancient town, built roads, and planted many trees along the river. Even the mounds by the river were flattened and seeds were scattered. At that time, many city people will come to travel to experience the rural scenery and farm life.”

"Fishing, drinking tea, admiring flowers and eating wild game..."

"fart!"

"You keep walking along this path, and at the end you can see an abandoned house, which was specially built for farmhouse entertainment, and it cost hundreds of thousands. There are many like this."

Siru doesn't understand.

The old woman continued, "They are all just greedy for money. Who cares about the life and death of the people? Take the riverside for example. Just take an aerial photo during the acceptance inspection. Who will go to the site and walk around in person to avoid dirtying their shoes."

"In the past, there were people who came to see what was fresh, but now, there aren't any."

Thinking is like silence.

He lowered his head and took a sip of water, "Are you the only one at home?"

The old woman said lightly, "I still have a wife, but he's gone to sell vegetables in the city, and he won't come back until the afternoon when they are sold out."

After all, I am too old to move bricks.

Siru: "Oh."

There are fields and land in the countryside. When you have nothing to do, you can grow and order vegetables to sell. It is also a way to pass the time by exercising and earn some pocket money.

Yep.

Children are also stressed.

Besides, if you reach out to them now, you won't have to complain.

Near noon.

The sun became a bit dazzling, but it was not scorching hot, just the most comfortable temperature. After drinking the water in the bowl, Siru smiled and said, "Grandma, I'm new here and I have nowhere to go, can I have lunch at your house? I should go back after dinner."

The old woman froze for a moment, "Okay."

To be honest, she has lived for most of her life, and the loess is buried near her mouth. She has never seen such a rude person, and she is obviously a stranger...

strangeness?

The old woman took a closer look at Siru's face, and it really became more and more familiar.

Deja Vu.

Can't help but ask, "Young man, have we met somewhere?"

Siru just laughed.

Chopping his throat, he began to sing, "Where, where have I seen you, your smile is so familiar, I can't remember it for a while..."

The old woman laughed dumbfoundedly.

Lunch is very simple, using local materials, cooked two bowls of vegetables and egg noodles.

Siru eats very deliciously.

The old woman murmured, "If my grandson was still alive, he would be as old as you."

Siru: Huh?

Are you going to get down to business before she asks?

"Is he dead?"

The old woman's face suddenly turned ugly. She put down her chopsticks and shook her head bitterly, "I don't know, maybe."

Siru widened his eyes and waited for the follow-up.

The old woman looked far away, "That was 36 years ago..."

Yep.

There is not much difference between what Yang Guang and Luo Xiaoli said.

Siru listened very carefully.

"Our two families are very willing to deal with the two young people. Who would have thought that the Luo family would ask for such a high betrothal gift."

"They are all from the countryside, how much money can they have?"

"After the quarrel, my family wanted to make another concession, but the Luo family refused to agree, and sent the mother and son away."

"Later, we went a few more times."

"I heard that the girl had a boyfriend again, so I gave up the idea of ​​bringing her back together. I just want the child back."

"Think about it."

"The girl from the Luo family is only sixteen or seventeen, she doesn't have a job, and her parents are patriarchal, how could she pay for my grandson... Sigh, I knew this ending a long time ago, and I wanted to snatch the child back at the beginning .”

"She actually sold the baby!"

As soon as this was mentioned, the old woman wiped the corners of her eyes, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Never found it."

"The old man and I want to get the child back. You see how sinister the current society is. If you meet a bad family, you will beat and scold them if you disagree. It's not your own. It doesn't matter how serious you are. In case What to do if you beat him to death? How pitiful the child is."

sigh.

"But my son won't do it."

"He is afraid that it will affect his future marriage and that others will find out."

"I understand with his father."

Siru blinked, "You mean he doesn't want the sold son."

"It's not that I don't want to."

The old lady excused her son, "After all, he was only 19 years old at the time, and he was not ready to be a father. Besides, this matter is also my fault with his father. If we didn't match them up at that time, or ask a little about the Luo family, No way..."

(End of this chapter)