Chapter 7 Sadness North

This night, Xia Yufeng talked a lot with her grandmother, and more often Grandma Xia was talking. For this eldest grandson, Grandma Xia likes and loves him from the bottom of her heart. She has been sensible and filial since she was a child. But now that this happened, she hates Xia Mingqi. Of course, she can only hate her so much. She can't do anything.

The two chatted until the early morning.

"Lingling, this is 500 yuan. Please give it to grandma for me. This is my little filial piety. I know grandma won't want it. You can give it to her after I leave.

"Brother, you also know that grandma won't want it. If you ask me to give it, she will definitely scold me. Was it less like this before? Every time I was scolded. Brother, Dad and uncle are rich. You'd better keep them for your own use.

"Listen, just give it to grandma. You said I forced you. I have money, don't worry." After thinking about it these days, Xia Yufeng still gave some money to his grandmother. He is also a person who has worked. Although he doesn't have much money, he still does a little filial piety.

Back to the room, Xia Yufeng began to sort out the things to take away. In fact, there are not many things, just a few clothes and two pairs of shoes. Put everything in the box and sit **.

Looking at the red box, Xia Yufeng's heart was silent again, and he tried to put it in the box several times and finally resisted it. Let's leave it here. Memories belong here, and memories belong to him at that time, not him who is about to drift. He can only forget about the past. If he can't forget, then he will feel numb.

It's dawn, and I don't know when I fell asleep last night. Xia Yufeng only knows that his eyes hurt so much now.

After cleaning, I came to grandma's room. Grandma slept so soundly, and her eyes were so deep that there were tears that had not been dried. Xia Yufeng gently covered her with a quilt and walked out of the room. Didn't wake her up.

Xia Yufeng said goodbye to her aunt, aunt and sister one by one with a suitcase. Put the box in the trunk and then sit in the co-pilot.

The car started, and until this moment, Xia Yufeng's father Xia Mingqi never came, not even a phone call. Xia Yufeng secretly remembered it in his heart, and he vowed that he would regret it one day.

Along the way, Xia Yufeng didn't say anything. He leaned against his seat and looked out of the window. He likes to look at the scenery going backwards one by one when he is in the car. At this time, he will think about whether it is a helpless sinking or being abandoned by the world.

Out of the window, the green field gradually turned into a concrete building, and he knew that he was about to arrive at the station. When he got out of the car, a few rays of morning light reflected on his face, comforting him with such meekness.

Xia Yufeng entered the station with his luggage. Xia Qiming asked him to wait in the waiting hall and then buy tickets for him.

Xia Yufeng went into the waiting room with his luggage and found a seat. After a while, Xia Qiming took a train ticket from Changsha to Beijing at 8:40 and stuffed it to him.

"Afeng, it's only eight o'clock. You're sitting here. I'll go out and buy you something to eat on the road." After saying that, without waiting for Xia Yufeng's response, Xia Qiming patted him on the shoulder and left.

More than ten minutes later, Xia Qiming came to him from the entrance with a bag of things.

"You eat these things in the car. There is bread, water, and some snacks. Xia Qiming said as he knotted things and put them on the stool next to Xia Yufeng.

"The train from Kunming to Beijing West is about to arrive at the station. Passengers who have bought tickets should go to ticket gate 1 to get on the train..." The broadcast repeated.

"Thank you, uncle. It's time for me to get in the car. I will take care of myself. You should also take care of yourself at home. Grandma, please take more care of me." Xia Yufeng picked up the luggage on the stool and said what his uncle bought.

"Ye, don't worry, grandma, don't worry, we will take good care of it. Instead, you should be more careful. It's not as good as home outside. Remember my words. Do you know? Then get in the car and remember to call me." After that, he patted Xia Yufeng on the shoulder.

When he got into the car, Xia Yufeng found his seat, a side seat. Then put the things away and sit quietly and wait for the car to drive. At this time, Xia Yufeng opened the bag to drink water, but suddenly found an envelope in it. Take it apart

Afeng:

Outside, remember to think more about everything and use your brain more.

Lingling said that you want her to give 500 yuan for you. Why are you so stupid? Will grandma want your money? You don't have money to live on. Why do you give money to grandma? In the future, no matter how rich grandma is, she will ask for it, you know? It's enough for you to have this heart. This is 2,000 yuan. You can borrow it from your uncle. Be careful outside. Remember that no matter what you do, you can't do anything that violates the law and endangers the country, you know?

Uncle on the same day

Holding the letter, Xia Yufeng's tears flowed down again, cold and hot at the same time.

I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was dark outside the window. I moved my body, and my neck was sore and painful.

Xia Yufeng stood up, walked to the bathroom, stood in the aisle, took out the cigarette in his pocket, pulled out one, and lit it. He forgot when he began to get used to blowing his thoughts in the fog, rolling together with the rolling fog, rising together, and drifting together...

Looking back on these short months, Xia Yufeng felt as if a few years had passed. From not knowing the coldness of the world and the world to reading his life now, he has to admit that he has changed, and his heart has become mature and cloudy. He has always believed that this is the transformation and price necessary for growth, but he does not know that his desolation of life has been like a heavy hammer, hitting his fragile and pure heart and breaking the tranquility that has lasted for 20 years...

At night, the wind rose, and Xia Yufeng leaned his head against the window to feel its indifference and peep into its uneasy and lonely soul. In the cracks of the window, the wind is whistling. Outside the window, the searchlights in the tunnel shine with a faint light. The blurred and rapid retreating image of running is like a player, broadcasting his 20 years of bitterness through the dark cave~~~~

Close your eyes and lean your head gently against the back chair. The wind missing from the window has been around him. Tonight, it's enough to have you with me. Xia Yufeng thought.

"Dear passengers, the terminal Beijing West Railway Station is about to arrive. Please take your luggage and get ready to get off the bus. I wish you a happy journey..." A broadcaster's voice came from his confused middle ear. Xia Yufeng rubbed his sleepy eyes. I found that the window was already bright, with high-rise buildings, strange scenery and strange smell. This is the place where I am about to live, and Xia Yufeng thought silently in his heart. Then take all your luggage in your hand and be ready to get out of the car at any time.

"Sir, where are you going? Can I take you?" A "Brother" in a white shirt greeted Xia Yufeng enthusiastically.

"Thank you, no, I have a friend who drove to pick me up," Xia Yufeng said, and the "Brother" was also very straightforward. He turned around and ignored it and looked for the next passenger.

With a box, he walked out of the station and walked on the bustling street. In the sun, next to the green trees and in the crowd, Xia Yufeng was also happy. There were many people dragging their luggage around like him. They didn't feel unique, so they were not embarrassed. What's wrong with us from the countryside? It's okay to be curious.

I don't know how many streets I have shuttled through, my stomach began to coo, and my legs slowly sore. He leaned against the roadside, put down his things in his hand, and straightened his hair. Then there are a lot of scenes in front of us, surrounded by cyan brick wall buildings, which are not high but very closed. The space between the house and the house is very small. Maybe this is the legendary Beijing Hutong.