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The word "hometown" focuses on "the past". After wandering abroad for decades, the hometown has already changed, and those relatives have lost contact, but Hang Jianxing still chooses to come back here because it still retains the memories of the past.That period of memory is a memory of a teenager, a memory of him smiling.

The old house in Wenzhou has long since disappeared, so Hang Jianxing found an old apartment a few alleys away from his hometown, planning to settle here in the next few years.Because the house was relatively simple, before signing the house purchase contract, Hang Jianxing asked Xiaohang beside him if he could accept it.Although Xiaohang grew up in a golden spoon, he doesn't care about the current basic necessities of life, he thinks it's good to be with Dad.

As for the future, Hang Jianxing has a preliminary plan, which is centered on Xiaohang.First solve the child's autism problem, then raise the child to high school and then take him back to Hangzhou.At that time, if Zongzheng wanted to take the child back, he would hand over the child to him, and his task would be completed, and he could leave without any worries.I haven't thought about my final destination yet, the world is changing rapidly, and no matter how long the plan is, it doesn't matter much.

It was only July now, and the child's transfer procedures were easy to handle. He went back to his alma mater, saw the old principal, and remembered that he had come back as the child's parent before he knew it.The principal would definitely not remember him as a student, and Hang Jianxing didn't deliberately mention it, so he took Xiaohang to walk around the school after finishing the formalities.

"Dad used to study in this school, and the classroom in front is where I study."

Talking about this to the child, he himself will be brought into the memory, holding the child's hand and looking at the classrooms, time flies too fast, and it has been more than ten years since he couldn't grasp it.It seems that he dreamed about the elementary school a few days ago. At that time, he, Su Minghuai, Rong Luo and others were fixed in the Iron Triangle, and occasionally Zongzheng joined.Probably everyone would always get closer to the same table when they were young, but he was very withdrawn at the same table, but he had a good friendship with Su Minghuai at the back table, and it became like this now.

Just going back to his alma mater, Hang Jianxing took a photo and sent it to Su Minghuai, with a message: I went back to my alma mater, the school has not changed much except for renovation, when come back to see, also called Shang Rongluo.

He came back a few days ago to find Huai, but he couldn't get in touch. His wife Wang wanted to say that he took a private job and went to other places to be a private doctor for a patient, but he didn't say where he was going.If it weren't for the contact with Wang Xiang every day, she would also be worried.

Hang Jianxing saw that there was no response to the dozens of messages he sent, and he knew at a glance that he did not reply on purpose, and he must be concerned in his heart, but as long as he knew that he was fine, whether or not to reply to the message was the second.While putting away the phone, Xiaohang took his hand and said, "Dad said, you and him are classmates in elementary school, and we study here. Do you have... a story?"

It was strange that Xiaohang would take the initiative to ask questions, so Hang Jianxing looked up at the campus and thought about it carefully.In fact, what Xiaohang asked was also taught by Zong Zhengyi. He estimated that elementary school was the happiest period for the two of them.

Hang Jianxing took Xiaohang to a locust tree, sat there, picked up a leaf and twirled it with his fingertips, "This is where your father will come to every physical education class, and he will read books here." Reading books in physical education class is something senior students would do. Zongzheng's untimely maturity since he was a child seemed lonely to Hang Jianxing at that time.

"I think he is quite pitiful by himself, so I come here to look for him from time to time and invite him to play games together, but your dad doesn't appreciate it at all, so I thought of a prank and caught a caterpillar in the nearby grass. I'm going to scare him with it, just to see if he has other expressions."

There are very few things related to Zongzheng, he only remembers one or two things, and it is quite interesting to recall, and Xiaohang can see Dad's long-lost faint smile.

"But in the end, I put the caterpillar on him and he wasn't afraid at all." Thinking of this was a bit embarrassing, and he didn't want to talk about the next thing, "The caterpillar crawled on him for a long time, so I had to give up and catch the bug back. , my hand was bitten... it swelled for more than half a month."

At that time, he was so depressed that he just wanted to scratch his left hand, and he knew that if he scratched the wound, it would be more serious. In those days, he was restless in class, and Rong Luo behind him complained about whether he hadn't showered for a few days and was covering his nose. isolate him...

Once I couldn't help but wanted to scratch again, just as my right hand was put on it, suddenly a cold claw grabbed his left hand!He thought that Zongzheng was deliberately against him, but after a few seconds, when he looked into Zongzheng's eyes, he knew that he was trying to prevent himself from scratching the wound.

I have forgotten the feeling of shaking hands for the first time. I only remember that his hands were cold and comfortable, and they also had the effect of relieving itching. Hang Jianxing laughed afterward, like a fool.

In the next few days, he was not polite, begging Zongzheng to hold his hand, greedy for that comfort, for several days there was a pair of little hands clasped under the desk.That kind of pure beauty makes people smile when they think about it now.

"Because I pestered him, he could only write with his left hand. Later, he was criticized by the Chinese teacher for not writing seriously. The first time he was punished to stand was because of me." Hang Jianxing was still smiling at the moment, "Then At that time, I laughed heartlessly, your father is too perfect, it is a miracle to make a mistake, you think Dad was very naive at that time?"

Xiaohang hesitated for a second after listening, then shook his head immediately, Hang Jianxing smiled at his little expression and said nothing, Xiaohang was very similar to Zongzheng when he was a child, so his thinking was similar to that of Zongzheng at that time.He must also feel that he is naive in his heart, and it is difficult to explain clearly.Zongzheng, who was punished to stand at that time, saw that he was smiling, so he glanced at him as if he was looking at a fool.

Hang Jianxing didn't care about his disgust, but got closer to him after that, and appeared in Zongzheng's vision from time to time to tease him one-sidedly, without asking him to respond, so he was very happy, just to wait for Zongzheng to make another mistake.

"Don't imitate your father now, it's too rigid! Children should play happily and make friends. After studying here, try to make one or two friends who can talk, and Dad will feel relieved. "

Hang Jianxing came out of his memories, these words must be said to Xiaohang, now he wants to transform Xiaohang, he is still young, he is a blank sheet of paper, Hang Jianxing believes that as long as he stays with him all the time, he will become a child of the same age. Push it inside and you will surely succeed.

"If you really can't make friends, just find a caterpillar and put it on your tablemate, it will definitely attract his attention!"

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Xiao Hang looked at the laughing Dad and didn't know what expression to make. Getting along with Dad was very different from getting along with Dad. Although he would feel childish, he would always keep what Dad said in his heart.

When they came out of the school, they met Mi Lang directly. Hang Jianxing didn't expect to meet him here, but it's not surprising that the Mi family is from Wenzhou.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Well, how have you been recently?"

After being imprisoned by Zongzheng for three months, many friends lost contact with him. Miran should have a better understanding of his current situation, but he himself has never learned about him.

Seeing that Hang Jianxing could communicate with him naturally, Mi Lang was a little relieved. Rumors also said that Hang Jianxing became as silent as Zongzheng, which almost scared him.At this moment, he put his hands back into his trouser pockets, and said easily: "Of course I'm fine! My wife is pregnant, and you didn't come to my wedding. You must come to my son's full moon wine! The premise is to prepare the red envelope!"

This man really carried the miser through to the end, and he would still do it for his father. Alas, Hang Jianxing has nothing to say.

"I won't let you pay for nothing. I know you don't have a job now. I have a studio in Wenzhou and I need a temporary photographer. Will you come?"

"busy?"

He glanced at Xiaohang, and Mi Lang understood what he meant. Hang Jianxing now puts his son first, and it's only natural.

"It's not busy, just come and take photos for an hour every day, and you don't need to travel."

Knowing that he was going back to Wenzhou, Mi Lang inquired about his itinerary from Yizhi. It was not a coincidence that he met him today, he just came to send off work, and the newly recovered Hang Jian Xing absolutely needed it.

"Salary can be negotiated. Although I am not a famous photographer, I have worked internationally, and it cannot be lower than the average level."

You must know that Hang Jianxing is also a little money fan who cares about every detail, let alone Mi Lang.The two looked at each other and smiled, Mi Lang naturally agreed to his request, and took the initiative to invite Hang Jianxing and his son to have a meal, find a place to sit down and talk about the past and the future.

The days in Wenzhou settled down like this, without any turmoil or trepidation, and he slept extraordinarily peacefully these days.During the day, I go to the studio to take pictures, come back to cook for Xiaohang, and then tutor him in his studies, day after day.Although sometimes it is dull and boring, but this is the life he wants, without so many lofty ambitions, just an ordinary person.As long as no one comes to bother him, he can maintain the status quo for the rest of his life.

Another half a year passed, and he received a wedding invitation from Yizhi, which was the wedding with Jin Yiran.Yuqing and Li also wanted to attend, and it was nearly the end of the new year, and I had promised my aunt to take Xiaohang back to see her. The two things came together, so I came to Hangzhou again.Half a year later, I don't have much fear of Hangzhou, but I don't know if I will be scared off when I see Zongzheng again.

He walked around Zongzheng's villa, but he didn't see that person. He couldn't measure the gains and losses in his heart, and saw Shang Daosi again.The two raised the wine glasses in their hands from a distance. Shang Daosi couldn't ignore it, whispered a few words to his female companion, and then walked slowly.He said with some embarrassment: "Long time no see, don't come here for nothing..."

Hang Jianxing clinked wine glasses with him, and saw his embarrassment. It turned out that he was not the only one who cared about what happened back then, and the guilt in this friend's heart probably didn't need to be lessened by him.It's been almost a year since I returned to China, and the only friend I haven't contacted is him, it must be a knot of heart.