Chapter 45 True Love

Since his father died in an accident, Fang Jun has only one relative than his mother. He has a special feeling for his mother Li Huarong, who cherishes and respects him very much. His mother is also a talented girl, who has been teaching Fang Jun how to deal with people since she was a child. It's just that the tragedy of the family made the most beautiful woman in the village more and more haggard and older. This used to be Fang Jun's heartache. It was because of money, because the poor family, Li Huarong had to do some hard work, which made her skin that had been maintained for decades getting rougher and rougher.

But everything is fine. Maybe Fang Jun's father is in the sky. The lottery number his father has been buying finally won the prize. Although 50,000 yuan is not too much, it is enough for Li Huarong to worry about food and clothing in the countryside for several years. It is also because of these 50,000 Fang Jun to let go to chase Yi Xueer and dare to learn his own career. I have grown up.

People can only grow if they have experienced it, and love is undoubtedly the catalyst for people's growth.

After saying goodbye to Yi Xueer and Ning Keren, Fang Jun got on the train home.

Before leaving, Yi Xueer took the initiative to see him off. At the same time, she also asked a question that made Fang Jun happy: "Will you come back?"

"I will!" Of course, Fang Jun will come back to start a business. Shenzhen is a big stage. How can he be willing to leave? Besides, there are people he loves here.

At that moment, Yi Xueer also found out how naive her previous views were. If she likes it, she likes it. Why do she cares about what others say and what she thinks? She didn't want to lose Fang Jun because Fang Jun gave her too many unforgettable firsts.

The first hand in hand, the first hug, the first kiss, the first...

The first time is always unforgettable, just like first love...

Sitting in the train, Fang Jun was thinking about his mother he had not seen for more than a year, and drew a warm smile from the corners of his mouth that he had never noticed. Looking at the beautiful scenery passing by the train window, he couldn't help but say, "I embarked on the journey home. There are countless beautiful scenery along the way. No matter how beautiful it is, it is just a moment in my life. My final station is always the warm and happy home."

Fang Jun has already come out of the pain of losing his father. If nothing brings back his unhappy memories, he still thinks that his family is warm and happy, because there is a mother who loves him.

One day and one night of the train made Fang Jun's body a little tired, but as soon as he got off the train, he became energetic again. The smell of his hometown cheered him up. Before he came back, he just told Li Huarong that he would come back, but he didn't inform her of the specific time of getting off the car. Because Fang Jun didn't want his mother to come all the way to pick him up, he wanted to hide it.

I got off the train and took a bus. I haven't seen my hometown for a year, and it hasn't changed much at all. On the contrary, the building next to the blue sky in Shenzhen has changed dramatically in the past year since Fang Jun to Shenzhen.

Walking on the country road, Fang Jun's feet were stained with mud for a long time. For more than a year in Shenzhen, the soles of his feet have always been clean, but he still likes the smell of soil and weeds in his hometown, which is fresh and peaceful.

There is one more small building in the village, which is rare in Shenzhen, and it is even more unique in his village. The buildings in Shenzhen are very tall, and the two-story buildings are rare, but there is only one small two-story building in Fang Jun's village. I don't know who built it.

Fang Jun arrived at the village in the afternoon. It was the time for the villagers to farm, so the village seemed very deserted.

When Fang Jun arrived home, the door of the house was locked. He looked for his farmland and didn't see his mother, so he had to get into his yard alone. After rushing for a day and a night, he had been physically and mentally exhausted and fell asleep in the corridor.

"Fang Jun, Fang Jun!" Confused, Zhong Fangjun heard someone calling him. He knew that his mother was back and quickly stood up.

He opened his eyes, and what he saw was a middle-aged woman with a haggard face and hair mixed with silver silk. Looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him, Fang Jun suddenly shed tears: "Mom!"

A "mom" with a sob, in exchange for an extremely peaceful and peaceful response: "Oh, silly child, how old are you crying?"

Li Huarong gently hugged Fang Jun, because her body was very dirty. She was afraid of staining her son's clothes, but Fang Jun hugged her waist tightly and cried.

"Mom, you look much older." Fang Jun burst into tears. He had thought that his mother would look old when we saw each other for a year. After all, she was a woman in her forties, but he never thought that Li Huarong would become so haggard and old in more than a year.

Li Huarong gently patted Fang Jun on the back as if she was a child when she was happy: "People always get old, nothing, nothing."

Gently pushed Fang Jun away. Li Huarong looked at Fan's son carefully and found that Fang Jun was a little taller than when he left, and he looked much more mature. Fang Jun also carefully observed his mother. He found that his mother's clothes were full of dust, just like the village worker he hated most when he was a child. Fang Jun could see that the dust was unique to the brick and tile dust on the construction site.

"Mom, you?" Fang Jun suddenly understood something, and his eyes turned red again. He looked at his slightly old mother and said, "You haven't won the prize at all, have you?" That 50,000 yuan is what you lied to me, right? You lied to me because you were worried about my distracting from working outside, right?

A series of questions are about Li Huarong's suffering for more than a year. At this moment, she is like a panicked child who dares not face Fang Jun.

Li Huarong was so so that it was difficult for Fang to feel that his guess was true. He looked at the wrinkles on his mother's forehead and the silver wire on his head. Suddenly, he didn't say anything, but the tears were no longer under control. Fang Jun's mind formed a pair of picture scrolls, and each picture scroll was used by his mother's hard work. The picture is full of mulberry hands holding a little money stained with sweat to feed themselves.

"Dong!" Fang Jun knelt down straight and hit his knee with cold cement. He didn't care at all and hugged his mother's leg: "Mom, I'm sorry!"

For more than a year, Li Huarong's life has been very difficult. She relies on lifting cement on the construction site and doing men's work to support herself. Now that her son has come back, she can't hide her dedication to her son. At this moment, she is finally relieved and can finally talk about her inner feelings. "Mom, it's okay to work hard, as long as you are fine."

After Fang Jun arrived in Shenzhen, Li Huarong lied to Fang Jun that he had won 50,000 yuan in lottery tickets. The purpose was not to let Fang Jun, who was out, bear his life, and also did not want Fang Jun to be distracted by his work for himself.

She didn't say too much "I love you" or doting to the other party, but she showed the great maternal love as a mother with practical actions.

Fang Jun feels that his mother is the greatest woman, because she is willing to give her life for her son...

When he was at home, Fang Jun gave up all the time to play with his country friends to accompany his mother. He was only going to stay at home for half a month, so he did not intend to waste any time in these 15 days. His mother sacrificed so much for him, and he was so moved that he wanted to do more for his mother.

He took out 50,000 yuan for his mother, changed some furniture in the house, and added some new clothes to his mother. At the same time, he told all about his experience in Shenzhen with his mother.

In addition to praising her son for being extremely smart, the mother also told him her unique views and expressed her support. Fang Jun remembers these views in his heart, which is also a lot of praise.

Fiveteen days passed quickly. Li Huarong understood his son's mood and did not retain his leaving son much, and Fang Jun did not plan to change his plan, so he returned to Shenzhen as scheduled.

Sitting on the train, Jun fell into meditation again and recorded in his diary:

Yesterday, I left my mother and hometown that raised me again, and once again drove towards my dream. Shenzhen, which I have been longing for since I was a child - I'm here again!

After staying in Shenzhen for more than a year, I finally had a chance to go home this year. Although the mood and experience of returning home are not new, they are also unforgettable.

Life at home is extremely easy. You don't have to think about work, what to eat for your next meal, or what to do tomorrow! But this kind of home that can give me a relaxing life makes me tired. I don't like this kind of day, I don't like this kind of lifestyle, and I don't want to watch myself doing nothing. But I'm with my mother, and I'd like to do that for the rest of my life if I can.

When I first arrived in my hometown to take a bus, I saw a passenger and a conductor arguing about the price of the ticket. A strong local accent gave me an extremely cordial feeling. At that time, I gave them the evaluation of the quarrel: It was so cute.

Yes, the people in my hometown are so cute. The lovely place is the feelings of their hometown revealed by their words and deeds!

When I left, I saw a passenger and the conductor quarreling about the price of the ticket again, with the same accent, which made me extremely bored. At that time, my evaluation of the quarrel with them was: vulgar.

There will be an argument for a little thing, and it will hurt people. How can such a quality people treat the two big words of civilization marked on the car? Civilized ride, civilized language! How many people see these slogans and remember them in their hearts with such eye-catching big words?

The same thing happened next to me, but I gave different evaluations because of my different mood, and there were reasonable explanations. So which one is right?

Gently closing his notes, Fang Jun took a nap for a while. When he woke up, he shouted in his heart: "Shenzhen, I'm back. This time I must return my clothes."