There are many people who travel during the summer vacation. Fortunately, their school is a few days earlier than the regular high school vacation time on the first day of the junior high school. When they set off, the large-scale summer self-driving tour group has not yet started.
But just like that, I lined up for a while while getting on the highway.
On the first day of the new year, he leaned over the window and looked out: "Then, that over there, why don't you just wait in line, go by."
"That's the ETC channel. If you want to apply for a card, you can scan the license plate directly," Yan Hang slowly moved the car forward.
"Oh," Chu nodded, "you buy in the future, and you can do it when you buy a car, let's have one."
Yan Hang glanced at him and laughed: "It's so easy to say."
"I'll make it for you, make some," the first day of the new year turned his head and looked at him, "I will go to work next year."
"Okay," Yan Hang nodded, "make a plan, 200,000 yuan car, how about you collect 50,000 yuan for me."
"No problem," said the first day.
Yan Hang smiled and opened the car window, and took the card handed over by the toll collector.
The toll collector is a little girl, with a very standard smile and said: "I wish you a pleasant journey."
"Thank you." Yan Hang said.
"Happy journey." said on the first day of the new year.
"Yeah." Yan Hang replied. After passing through the toll gate, he stepped on the accelerator. In the rearview mirror, he could see that the bangs lying on the first day of the first year of the window were blown into a big back and his eyes disappeared. .
"Not closing the window?" he asked again.
"It's not off." said the first day.
"There are two pairs of sunglasses in the bucket in front of you, one mine and the other old Cui's," Yan Hang said, "take one and put it on, and you will be blinded in a while."
"Well," opened Xiaodou on the first day of the new year, took out two glasses cases, opened it and took a look, "This shameless blue, isn't it yours?"
"Yes," Yan Hang smiled and nodded, "The black one belongs to Old Cui. You can wear his."
"No," he took out the blue sunglasses and put on it on the first day of the new year. "I want it when it's fashionable."
"Very handsome," Yan Hang glanced at him, "With your big back, it looks like a gangster."
"Do you wear it?" said the first day of the new year.
"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.
On the first day of the new year, I took the black one and put it on for him, then turned his head and stared for a long time: "It's like our black, social boy, brother."
"Yes, Brother Dog," Yan Hang said, "Brother Dog, do you think my car is going well?"
"Yes," Chu nodded, "Keep working hard."
Yan Hang previously calculated that if they didn’t take a break in the middle, it would take about four hours to drive to the place, but they would definitely have to take a break in the middle. He hadn’t ran a high-speed, nor had he driven a car for so long, like Cui Yi confessed. , You have to pay attention to safety.
"I have a rest, I'm standing now." The first day of the morning leaned against the window and said.
"Okay," Yan Hang said, "pee, drink, eat, stretch your legs."
"Don't pee, say at the first one." said the first day.
Yan Hang laughed, slowed down, and entered the rest stop.
After going to the toilet, he washed his face again. When he came out, he was holding a cell phone and patted the surroundings.
"What are you going to shoot?" Yan Hang went over and took a look, and they were all taking pictures of people coming and going.
"Travelers," said the first day of the new year, "it's not the same as ordinary people, it's different."
"Well," Yan Hang also looked around, "This is true."
"Before you and Yan, Uncle," Chu Yi looked at him, "That's it, right?"
"It's not the same." Yan Hang stretched his waist and led him to the supermarket in the rest area. "We don't even have two pieces of luggage. It's not a trip. It's a migration. We walk at one stop and there is no purpose. And don’t look back."
He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, and looked down at the phone.
Travel, travel everywhere.
Before the first year of junior high school, I wanted to travel very much. Every time I went back to school during the summer vacation, the students around and around were talking about where they went during the summer vacation. He usually listened invisibly.
The farthest place he had visited before he went out to study was his grandfather's house. He had never thought of traveling.
It seems that no one in the whole family has thought about traveling. Grandma may not even leave the riverside area.
I picked a few photos on the first day of the new year and wanted to send them to Moments. After thinking about it, I felt that it was not enough, so I leaned over to Yan Hang and said, "Brother Xiaotian, help me take a photo."
"Well," Yan Hang took some snacks and drinks, "What kind of shot?"
"I'm sitting in the driver's cab." The first day of the junior high school whispered embarrassedly.
"Okay," Yan Hang smiled, "you can still sit and lean on the front of the car, I'll take it for you."
"Women, just like that," said the first day of the new year, "I want to ride, the cab."
After buying food, the two of them went to the parking lot. Yan Hang drove the car out of the parking space and parked next to the green lawn: "Taking here, the background is nice."
I got on the car on the first day of the new year, and after sitting in the cab, I didn’t know how to pose.
Although Yan Hang always said he was handsome, he knew that he was not like Yan Hang. He could sit anywhere, and he would be a hard photo after freezing. He had to have a concave shape, or he was still a dog.
"Hold your arms on the steering wheel," Yan Hang said, "then just turn your head and look at me. Take your triad sunglasses with you."
"Okay." Putting on the sunglasses on the first day of the new year, he cleared his throat.
He didn't know why he had to clear his throat, anyway he cleared his throat, and then put his arm on the steering wheel.
The horn uttered very loudly.
"Hey!" He was startled.
I cleared my throat for this roar.
"It's taken." Yan Hang said with a smile.
He didn't smile on the first day of the junior high school, and re-supported his arms on the direction frame very seriously, turning his head to look at him.
"Hey, it's so cool." Yan Hang pressed the shutter, "Close the door and take another one and look out the window."
"Oh." On the first day of the new year, he closed the door, stretched his elbow out of the car window, and leaned against the car window.
"Pull down the sunglasses a bit." Yan Hang said again.
"It's troublesome." On the first day of the year, he hooked his fingers to the sunglasses and pulled it down.
"This action is handsome," Yan Hang clicked the shutter several times, "dog brother, let me remind you that after this kind of photo is posted to Moments, please refuse all kinds of teasing by the little girls."
"How to refuse, refuse?" asked the first day.
"Just don't reply." Yan Hang said.
"I didn't know what to do, how to go back." said the first day.
"That's great," Yan Hang said, "Please keep your mentally retarded in this regard."
After taking the picture, they sat on the edge of the lawn and ate something and then set off.
"Like this feeling, feeling," said the first day, "on the road, running and running, there is you next to it."
Yan Hang did not speak, stretched out his hand and squeezed his chin, and started the car.
The sun is very good, the wind smells of dust and mud and grass, there is an awkward chat from the radio anchor who has no words to talk to, and from time to time there will be intermittent music because of the bad signal. The eyes point to the highway in the distance, and the distance is continuous. The green color, and the dog in the co-pilot looking at the scenery by the window.
This feeling is really good.
Sometimes life is full of novelty and fun because of uncertainty, and people are disturbed because of too much uncertainty.
If there is someone who is sure to turn his head and will see, all uncertainties will become alleviated.
I didn't sleep well last night on the first day of the new year. At this moment, I have been staring at the receding scenery outside. The hypnotic effect should be very good. About an hour after leaving the rest station, Yan Hang found that he was asleep on the seat belt.
The posture is a bit ruinous, but it's cute.
Yan Hang closed the car window and turned on the air conditioner.
The hot wind blew his face numb, and he didn't know where he was on the first day of the first year of the new year. He had been excited by the wind and almost stuck his tongue out.
After passing two rest stops, I woke up on the first day of the new year.
"I'm asleep," he said.
"Did you sleep well?" Yan Hang asked.
"Cool," Lu took a wet tissue and wiped it on his face, looking down at the paper, "Fuck me."
"Oh, the dog would say I fucked." Yan Hang said.
"One, I always say," he took another piece of paper and continued to wipe his face on the first day of the junior high.
"Who scolded!" Yan Hang said.
"Inappropriate, outsider face." The first day of the day added, he took a third piece of paper and rubbed it on his hair.
"It's all dark," Yan Hang sighed, "Do you still put your head in ashes?"
The first day of the month smiled.
Before getting off the highway, they stopped again at the rest stop and filled the car with gas.
After exiting the high-speed toll booth, Yan Hang stopped by the side of the road and took out his mobile phone and clicked on the navigation.
Looking around on the first day of the new year, the scene of Tianyuan has been much less. There are many tall buildings in the distance. The green belt in front of the road is very wide, the grass is very thick, and the fluffy looks very comfortable.
This is the city where Yan Hang was born.
Very strange feeling.
As the car continued to drive forward, Yan Hang said less. I don't know if it was for the purpose of hearing the navigation sound, or because he had something in his heart when he arrived in this city.
"Go to the hotel first," Yan Hang said, "Cui Yi gave the designated hotel and said that the traffic there is convenient and it would be easier to go to the cemetery."
"Yeah." Chu nodded and looked out the window, "You remember, remember these places, Fang?"
"I don't remember," Yan Hang said, "I'm here in elementary school, and I've never been here. For me, this is basically a strange city."
"Oh." The first one responded.
"Actually, I don't remember where I lived when I was a kid." Yan Hang sighed, "I don't have any impressions. I didn't have any memories before I went to elementary school."
"Mentally handicapped." said the first day.
"Are you too late to clean up?" Yan Hang gave him a sideways look.
"I remember everything when I was three or three years old, it's okay," said the first day.
"I probably..." Yan Hang frowned, "I didn't remember it deliberately. Human brains are very clever. Things that are too painful are automatically forgotten."
Looking at Yan Hang on the first day of the new year, he didn't speak any more.
Cui Yi’s designated hotel is still okay. A new building has been added this year. Their rooms are in the new building. Everything is new, at least it looks clean.
"We want one, one bed is enough," he fell on the bed after entering the room on the first day of the year. "Two more waves, it's a waste."
"Then you go to the front desk and tell us that the two men are going to change to a big bed room." Yan Hang said.
"I'm just casual, just talk about it." Chuyi said with a smile.
Yan Hang went to the bathroom and took a turn, then opened the curtains and looked outside: "The environment is okay. The parking lot outside the window is quiet, and you can see the car."
"Uncle Cui's car is quite expensive, isn't it?" asked the first day of the month.
"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "It's quite expensive for us, more than 700,000 yuan, we can't afford to lose it."
On the first day of the new year, I thought about it: "Then you will buy a car for two or two hundred thousand yuan in the future. Isn't it too convenient and cheaper?"
"Lao Cui's first car was only 50,000 yuan," Yan Hang turned and threw himself on the bed, pressed on the first day of the junior high school, kissed him, and touched his eyebrows. "The 200,000 plan is already pretty good. ."
"Well," Chu Yi smiled, put his hand in Yan Hang's clothes, and touched his back, "You can buy 200,000, can you buy a big car, SU, V."
"Yes, do you like big cars?" Yan Hang asked.
"It's convenient to travel," said the first day.
"Okay, I will have a car in the future, and I will try to go out once a year." Yan Hang lowered his head and licked his neck lightly, and then chuckled, "Damn, it's salty."
He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, and was happily happy.
"Go to take a shower," Yan Hang got out of bed, "The pickled vegetables are not tasty anymore."
He took the clothes to take a bath on the first day of the junior high. He should be still in the excitement of traveling while washing and humming.
It's a pity that this person has grown for almost eighteen years, and he can count ducks in one go, in days.
Yan Hang sighed and looked at the phone.
After three o'clock, I went out to have a look at the cemetery. When I came back, I could catch up with dinner. Cui Yi gave him the addresses of several restaurants, saying that it tasted good and I could eat it.
Although Cui Yi didn't say it, it wasn't a high-end restaurant by name. It should be a small night market. Yan Hang estimated that these restaurants were places where Dad and him used to eat often.
"Have you finished washing!" Yan Hang asked when he went to the bathroom door.
"Wash your hair," said in the first day of the new year, "you take a bath for half an hour, and I haven't urged you."
Through the glass in the bathroom, Yan Hang could vaguely see the body of Junior One. He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time again. It should be too late to increase his leisure activities.
So he went to get his change of clothes, opened the bathroom door and squeezed in.
"What are you doing?" The first day of the day looked at him with a bubble in his head.
"Guess." Yan Hang took off his shirt.
As soon as he took off his trousers, he rushed up and hugged him on the first day of the new year, and kissed him on his face and neck, making his face foamy.
I finished my leisure activities and took a shower by the way. When I came out of the bathroom, I suddenly looked up nervously on the first day of the new year: "Will there be a camera, like a head!"
"I don't know," Yan Hang said while wiping his head, "for such a good figure, just take it when you take it. It's not shameful."
"What is this, what logic is it?" Chu Yi looked at him in surprise.
"The logic of the handsome guy." Yan Hang said.
"Oh." The first day of junior high still looked at him.
"Hurry up," Yan Hang opened the curtains and looked out. "I will go to the cemetery with me in a while, and then we will come back to eat some old Cui's recommendation... Recalling the old dinner."
"Okay," Chu Yi mentioned the pants, "what do you want to buy, what kind of incense, paper, paper money, etc.?"
"No," Yan Hang smiled, "My dad shouldn't do this."
"Yeah." Chu nodded.
Suddenly a little nervous.
He didn't know why he was nervous, but this nervousness has not disappeared since he and Yan Hang put on their coats and walked out of the room.
It's like... I'm nervous about seeing my parents.
Although he didn’t know how the idea of seeing his parents came up in the first year, and he didn’t know if seeing his parents was so nervous, besides, he had never been so nervous when he saw Uncle Yan for the first time... But in short, he was nervous.
"What's the matter?" Yan Hang probably felt his emotions, and asked him in a low voice, "Are you... scared? Or wait for me in the room and I will go by myself..."
"No, no, no," waved his hand quickly, "No."
"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.
"I'm tight and nervous." The first day of the month said softly.
"Nervous?" Yan Hang was stunned.
"See, see the parents." The voice in the first day of the junior high school became even smaller.
"It's just a tombstone," Yan Hang paused, and after a few seconds he couldn't hold back his voice, "You are going to laugh at me, baby."
Tsk in the first day of the new year.
"It's okay," Yan Hang said, "You don't need to be nervous when you find a place for a while. I can just talk. Generally, I see parents just say that, Mom and Dad are my daughters-in-law. Bring them back for you to see..."
"Daughter-in-law?" Lu Yi looked at him.
"Wife?" Yan Hang also looked at him.
I didn't speak in the first day of the new year.
"Yes, it's not appropriate. It's a man anyway," Yan Hang nodded, "Then I can only say that this is my boyfriend, and I won't get married anyway."
At first I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, I still didn't say it.
I just felt a little confused, and felt that there was a place where Yan Hang's expression seemed not correct enough, but he didn't know what it was.
The cemetery is on the outskirts of the city. When you drive from the hotel, there is no fork in the road. It's less than an hour's drive, so it's easy to find.
It is not time to sweep the tomb. The cemetery is quiet, with two or three cars parked in the parking lot.
Yan Hang took the number sent to him by Cui Yi and looked at the map next to him: "It should be on the side of the hillside."
"The emptiness here, the air is really good." said the first day of the day.
"It's all trees and grass, no one yet," Yan Hang said, "Of course the air is better."
Walking along the road to the side of the hillside, they didn’t speak any more. When he gently grasped his hand on the first day of the new year, he noticed that his palm was a little sweaty. His fingers were cold on such a hot day. .
It's still a bit sad, for the mother who has never existed in the memory.
The closer to the number, Yan Hang felt that his hands were colder and his footsteps were slow.
Tombstones and names record different lives.
Finally he stopped in front of a tombstone.
This is a husband and wife tomb, half of which has a black stele with the name and photos on it, and the other half is empty.
This is the first time Yan Hang knows his mother's name.
Lu Xiaozhou.
Yan Hang smiled, kind of cute.
Looking at the newness of the tombstone, this should be when Dad came to replace it a few years ago.
The front of the tombstone was cleaned up. When they came over, they saw workers cleaning it. It should be done every day.
That being said, if Dad had been there, there would be no traces left.
Do not.
There are still.
Yan Hang squatted down. There was an incense burner in front of the tombstone. It was quite large, one size bigger than the one next door. There was an incense burner in it, but there were no burnt incense sticks. Yan Hang looked at the next tombstone. For the small incense burner, it is certain that the workers will not clean the incense burner.
Dad really doesn't make these incense and paper money... But why did he put an incense burner
He hesitated, and poke his finger at the rice in the incense burner.
Mili buried something.
He hooked his finger lightly, and a very beautiful little ring was brought out on his fingertips.
"Ah." The first day of the junior high school was a little surprised on the side.
"Playing romance," Yan Hang smiled, "Guess what else?"
"Ring." said the first day.
"... I took out the rings," Yan Hang flipped through Mili again, and then was stunned. "Fuck me? Go, go and set up a stall, fortune telling or something."
"Really?" The first day of the junior high school was also stunned.
"Well," Yan Hang took out another ring, "this one is older than the one just now."
"Every year, buy one, right?" The first day of the new year also squatted down.
"It shouldn't be. I buy it every year. There should be a handful here," Yan Hang sighed slightly and continued to flip through the rice. "This rice might have to be changed every year."
"The new rice is delicious," said the first day of the new year.
Yan Hang glanced at him and laughed: "Stupid dog."
There are not too many things in Mili, three rings, a small pendant, a bracelet, two hearts on the cigarette paper stack, a few withered rose petals, and... a very small photo, cut into pieces If it is round, the edge should be in the photo pendant before.
Yan Hang picked up the photo and looked at it, and his hand shook suddenly.
Although the photo is small, he is the person on it after all, and he can see the details at a glance.
"Old fox." He gritted his teeth.
"Let's see, take a look." On the first day of the first day of the month, he leaned in, then he was taken aback, and then suddenly looked up at Yan Hang, "This is, yes, yes, this is you, you..."
"This is my foreman uniform." Yan Hang said.
"Why, how did he get it?" The first day of junior high school was very shocked.
"I don't know," Yan Hang stared at the photo. "It was not very clear. It should be taken quite far away and then zoomed in."
"Yeah." The first day of the month also stared at the photo.
"The old fox secretly photographed me," Yan Hang said, "this old fox secretly photographed me."
"Sue him." said the first day.
Yan Hang laughed: "Are you annoying?"
"Annoying." Junior One also smiled.
"This should be in the trash can downstairs. I smoke there every day." Yan Hang looked at the photo. "I don't know when it was taken. The uniform is the same every day."
He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, and his brain was shaken to the point that he couldn't think anymore.
Uncle Yan, who has been missing, has a photo of Yan Hang after he became the foreman.
"Suddenly photographed me," Yan Hang's voice lowered, "This person is too shameless. He actually photographed me secretly."
On the first day of the junior high school, he felt a little trembling in Yan Hang's voice, and he stretched out his arm to put his arm around Yan Hang's shoulder.
"It seems that I'm handsome enough to be photographed by my father..." Yan Hang lowered his head, buried his face in his arms, "I want to sue him."
"Yeah." The first day of the month lightly patted Yan Hang on the back.
He heard Yan Hang's crying very softly.