Chapter 137 Son's unfilial

It's not a noisy sleeper car. I don't know who played the music from his mobile phone. A song that everyone is familiar with can no longer be familiar with, singing the joys and sorrows of the returners.

"Go home often, go home and have a look...

Even if you help your parents beat their back and rub their shoulders

How much contribution the old man doesn't want his children to contribute to his family!

A lifetime...

Go home often, go home and have a look..."

He often went home to have a look. A short and ordinary sentence made Lu Feng have mixed feelings in his heart. After drop out of school, he wandered in the society. What can he do when he goes home? Let your parents see how depressed you look??

The grace higher than the sky is given to the master!!

It was the old man who let himself have the capital to go home. Although he was like a mirror in his heart, even if he begged for food, his parents would not dislike him. They were the love of his soul, but he could not let them worry about themselves anymore.

I have grown up!

My own dignified seven-foot man!

If a man can't break into his own world, a hundred years later, when Mu Ran looked back, won't he feel regret??

It doesn't matter what the final result is. The process is the richest and most wonderful content in the resume of life. Of course, a man, if you can play your own world, it represents the meaning of success, and it is also quite good!

Jiatai City, in terms of economic development and building civilization, is far less prosperous than that of Jiyang City. Large and small bags carry luggage. Lu Feng smiled bitterly at Wang Yumengfei, who made himself bring back so many things. Stepping out of the exit of the railway station, Lu Feng rushed straight to the bus station not far from the railway station.

Returning to Jiatai City does not mean that I will be home! He has to take a bus to Jinlong County, and then take a bus to the county to reach the entrance of his home.

After some toss, it was five o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived at the entrance of the small mountain village. If it was in a bustling metropolis, five o'clock was the time to get off work. However, in this quiet mountain village, there was already a curling smoke in the chimneys of the family.

Looking at the big river like green ribbon in the northeast corner and the rolling mountains like Wolong, Lu Feng was excited. Just as he was about to rush home, he heard a middle-aged man pulling a flat car and several stone statues more than ten meters away and shouted with a bright laughter: "Xiaofeng? You are finally back! Big brother and sister-in-law have been thinking about you for the past two years!"

Lu Feng turned his head and looked at it, and his face suddenly showed a bright smile. This man is his neighbor, surnamed Huang and Huang Qiming. A good person with a cheerful and approachable personality. Lu Feng still remembers the lively scene when he took himself and a few playmates to catch fish in the river. He also remembered that the windmill he made for himself was so beautiful.

Scenes of the past quickly flashed through Lu Feng's mind.

He quickly put his luggage on the ground. Lu Feng took out the cigarettes that had been prepared for a long time from his clothes pocket. Although he didn't smoke much, people in the countryside said that every person took out a cigarette and his feelings were endless. He knew this rule since he was a child, so he had been ready for a long time. It was not too expensive. It was 15 yuan a bag. Taking out one and handing it to Huang Qiming, Lu Feng took out a lighter to help him light it, and then said with a smile:

"Uncle Qiming, what are you doing? We haven't seen each other for two years, have we? I didn't expect you to be getting younger and younger!"

Huang Qiming looked at Lu Feng with a trace of surprise. When Lu Feng went to college, he was still a weak and quiet boy, and even occasionally showed a trace of Myanmar. Anyone can see the tenderness hanging on his face, but he hasn't seen him in the past two years. Lu Feng's attitude is intimate and mature, polite. With respect, this made him feel as if Lu Feng had been reborn and changed into a person.

After smoking the cigarette handed over by Lu Feng, Huang Qiming suddenly had an illusion that this child was really Lu Feng? He is like the so-called successful people in the metropolis watching on TV, with a lingering temperament, neither humble nor arrogant, mature and steady.

Huang Qiming smiled and said, "I have carved a few stone lions, and I'm going to send them to your grandfather!" Xiaofeng! Since you haven't been back for two years, go back quickly. Your parents should be at home now! Let's have a good chat tomorrow, and you can also have a few drinks with Uncle Qiming.

"Okay, that's it!" Lu Feng smiled, then grabbed his luggage and strode along the winding path towards the position of his home.

In the past evening, the village was full of people, but Lu Feng didn't see anyone all the way home. Although every family was emitting smoke, Lu Feng could hear the sound of knocking stones from the courtyard of the family.

Although he was puzzled, he didn't think much about it. The dark door of his house and the two lifelike and majestic stone lions at the door were opening their teeth and claws, as if they were welcoming him.

The door of the yard is wide open. Since Lu Feng did not inform his parents in advance when he came back, his parents did not know the news of his return today.

With an anxiety and excitement in his arms, Lu Feng stepped into the inside of the gate.

The familiar yard is full of all kinds of stones, and many of them are even carved semi-finished products. Although Lu Feng doesn't know what has happened in the past two years, when he saw his father's back carving a stone statue in the stone pile, Lu Feng burst into tears for a moment, and his father's back did not appear. How many are old, but some of his hair have turned white.

The traces left by the years, perhaps black hair turning into white hair is the best proof!!

"Zhsinhai, don't be busy, wash your hands and eat quickly, and wait until you finish eating..." Lu Feng's mother, Chen Ping, wore an apron with a calm face and shouted at her husband's back.

However, her voice stopped abruptly. The old face with several eye tail lines suddenly changed. An incredible look suddenly appeared on her originally calm face. Her eyes were round, and her lips squirmed a few times in excitement, as if she couldn't believe her eyes. Chen Ping worked hard. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Lu Feng again.

Son!

She saw her son!

It's like a dream. For many days and nights, she dreamed of the scene in front of her at this moment: her son was standing in the yard and wanted to reach out to catch him, but every time it was empty.

Are you dreaming now??

Lu Feng had tears in his eyes, and his voice sobbed a little. The big and small things in his hand loosened and fell to the ground. Lu Feng strode forward a few steps, "Poutong" knelt on the ground and shouted in a trembling voice, "Mom, Dad, the unfilial son is back!"

The space between heaven and earth seems to be frozen at this moment, and everything in the world seems to be in a dead silence.

Chen Ping's body trembled slightly and squirmed her lips. The thin and shriveled hand hung up to Lu Feng. She wanted to shout, but found that her heart trembled and it was difficult to make a sound.

Lu Zhenhai, Lu Feng's father, squatted there and trembled slightly, and the carving knife in his hand drew a viciousness because of the shaking of his wrists. The heroic national face twisted over with difficulty. The moment his eyes touched Lu Feng's body, a ball of divine color burst out of his eyes.

Slowly standing up, Lu Zhenhai looked at Lu Feng with an angry tone and shouted angrily, "Do you still know that you are not filial? Why didn't you come back for the Spring Festival last year? Don't you know how worried your mother is about you? Do you think that if your wings are hard, you can ignore your parents? And what's wrong with your mobile phone? Why are all the phone numbers logged out?

Chen Ping finally woke up from her stupidity. After her husband finished drinking angrily, she rushed to Lu Feng regardless of it. Her thin and slightly old-fashioned body hugged her son desperately, afraid that as soon as she let go, her son would suddenly disappear from her eyes.

"Xiaofeng, is Xiaofeng really you? Mom didn't dream, did she? Chen Ping burst into tears, and the strength of her hands was almost used out.

"Mom, it's me. I'm sorry to worry you and Dad!" Lu Feng also couldn't stop crying. Although his father shouted at him angrily, from his father's slightly trembling fingers, and the words were angry words, but his tone was strong worry and care, which made Lu Feng's heart warm.

Children are the hearts of parents. Which parents don't care about their children?

At this moment, Lu Feng deeply felt this sentence.

"Son, don't say you're sorry, as long as you're fine, as long as you can come back safely! Mom is just worried that you can't eat or drink outside. I'm afraid that you will be bullied by others. Chen Ping hugged Lu Feng tightly for a long time before she wiped her tears and let go of Lu Feng. She wiped Lu Feng's beautiful face and sobbed, "Son, you haven't asked for your family for living expenses for more than a year. How on earth did you live? I wanted to ask your father to go to your school to find you, but he didn't go and didn't let me go. Mom is afraid that you will suffer! Son, you must have suffered a lot in the past two years, right? Look, you are much thinner now than when you left.

Lu Feng felt uncomfortable for a while. In fact, he was thinner, even a little fatter than when he left. Maybe in his mother's eyes, even if he became a big fat man, he would lose a lot of weight, right??

"Mom, I haven't suffered. Don't worry. Don't you think I'm back now?"

Lu Zhenhai, who was standing aside, quickly erased the trace of turbid tears from the corners of his eyes while Lu Feng was not paying attention. He coughed and said angrily, "Look at you two. What do you look like now? Damn it, Xiaofeng is back. Why are you crying? Hurry up and get him to stand up."

Chen Ping was slightly stunned and quickly got up from the ground. At the same time, she pulled Lu Feng up hard and said with a crying voice, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault. My son just came back, and I let him kneel on the ground. It's all my fault. Son, are you tired? Let's go into the house quickly. Mom is cooking something you like!"

Lu Feng nodded slightly with tears in his eyes. He knew that at this time, if she didn't let her mother cook what she liked to eat, she would feel uncomfortable and feel guilty.