"Yuan, your cousin is coming to live at home, remember to pick it up at two o'clock." The man's voice, the phone rang, and the door closed.
"How long? Dad!" Yuan Yuan shouted angrily: "I don't have time today! Why didn't you tell me earlier? Which cousin? It's not from the country!"
The distant dad is gone.
I left my summer homework aside and haven't done it yet. The school starts in a week, and today I asked my classmates to go to the bookstore to buy study materials for the new semester.
After playing the game for a while, Yuan Yuan turned off the game, looked at the clock, it was twelve o'clock.
Before going out, he saw the note on the refrigerator, which was left by his father. The name is written on it, the person to be picked up is called "Tan Ruikang", the train number is marked, and there is no phone number.
I want to know, a mobile phone costs several thousand, and even Yuanyuan himself is using his father's Nokia 8310. How could his cousin in the countryside afford a mobile phone? Not even a call machine.
From rural Hunan... Yuan Yuan's mother's surname is Tan, from Tan Jiacun, Yuan Yuan remembered that she had been to that place when she was very young. At that time, I was only five years old, my mother was sick, my father took her to Beijing to see a doctor, and she was kept at my grandmother's house in the distance. At that time, it seemed that a cousin took him everywhere to play, and he almost drowned in the water. When my brother came home, he was beaten by his grandfather.
It was the summer of five years old, and Yuanyuan kindergarten was not available. At that time, his father called the village, and his seventy-five-year-old grandfather took him to the bus station on a bicycle. The uncle who was waiting there took him to the county town to transfer trains and return to the village. When we got home, the distant mother couldn't even speak.
Back then, I was in a hurry. My cousin went to primary school, and there was no phone call in the village. Not long after I came back, I forgot all about the countryside. A few days later, his mother passed away, and his father took him to live, and he has not contacted his hometown again in these years.
A few days ago, Yuan Yuan and my classmates went to sing songs and came back. In the middle of the night, I found that his father was on the phone. He immediately thought of looking for a woman. He had a fight with his father when he had nothing to do, only to find out that it was grandma who was calling. give up.
Yuan Yuan is very domineering, and he will never allow his father to remarry. Usually, he will start making troubles over the smallest things. Even if he is wrong, he will not admit it. He lost his mother since he was a child, and his father took care of him in almost everything, and his habitual temper also gave him a headache. My son doesn’t know how to be considerate, and being a father is busy with his business. He is not very good at educating his son, and he doesn’t understand the psychology of adolescence at all. There is no other way but to give money.
Fortunately, Yuan Yuan is just a squatter. Usually, the prince's temperament is so irritating at home, but he is very funny outside. After all, his father let him, and the people next to him might not let him. Isolate your head office. There are no friends in the second-year junior high school, and he has learned to be good in junior high school. He would rather bully his father than his classmates. After changing his temper a bit, Yuan Yuan Tian was born with a good skin, and his family has money. Among the junior high school students, rich students are the most admired, especially those who are rich and easy-going.
When his father took him out to dinner, Yuan Yuan also knew how to be polite to his uncles. The people next to him were holding him, and some said he looked like a goddamn fuck, he just smiled when he heard it.
Yuan Yuan is handsome, saves face, pays attention to food and clothing, and is also a little smart. He plays with fun, studies, and his grades are not lost at all. He is still a member of the entertainment committee, and he has almost all the benefits.
It was still maddeningly hot at the end of August in the southern country. As soon as he entered the bookstore, the air-conditioning immediately made him feel a lot more comfortable. It's the third year of junior high school, and he has to buy teaching aids, flip through books in the distance, and throw all the useful ones into the shopping cart. His father, Zhao Guogang, attaches great importance to teaching aids. Buying more and going back will reassure him.
"Hey, my hometown often comes here." After hearing Yuan Yuan's complaint, Lin Zibo, a classmate who came to buy books together, said sympathetically, "I lived for three months when I came, and said I was looking for a job. When I came, I would lie on the sofa and watch TV and eat. things, my mother is very annoying."
Yuan Yuan replied: "Is there any way, since my mother died, I haven't contacted there, and I have to pick him up later..."
There was a dull thunder outside, and the two of them looked at the transparent glass wall outside the book city together. It was dark and it looked like it was about to rain. Yuan Yuan was leaning on the shoulders of his classmates, and he was standing in line outside the checkout counter. The summer vacation was coming to an end, and all the students came to buy books. Lin Zibo stood beside Yuan Yuan like a foil—in fact, his friends and Yuan Yuan were like a foil. .
Yuan Yuan was dressed in bright clothes, and although he was still immature, he was very clean. His eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogance.
"Look at that girl." Lin Zibo whispered.
Yuan Yuan looked at the girl indifferently: "The school uniform of the foreign language school, her skirt has been cut..."
As he was talking, the distant cell phone rang.
"Hello." Yuan Yuan said.
There were a few more muffled thunders outside, and it started to rain.
"What?" The distant tone was a little impatient: "Speak louder!"
It said, "Uncle? I'm Ruikang!"
Yuan Yuan remembered it, grabbed Lin Zibo's wrist and looked at his watch - 2:30.
"I don't have time right now!" Yuan Yuan said, "Come here by yourself! Are you at the station?"
Yuan Yuan reported his address to him, and there was another thunderclap. Yuan Yuan didn't know what was said over there, and Yuan Yuan couldn't hear it clearly. The other party's station was very noisy, and the bookstore he was in was also very noisy, so Yuan Yuan just hung up.
The queue was very slow, and Yuan Yuan was a little impatient to wait. First, he felt that the tone of answering the phone was not very good, and second, he was afraid of being scolded by his father. His eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and Lin Zibo said, "Let me buy it and bring it to you when school starts?"
Taking a look at the pile of things they had in the distance, Lin Zibo couldn't be exhausted from moving it himself, and said, "It's okay, I'll accompany you."
After waiting for another half an hour, I finally bought the book at 3 o'clock. A bunch of people without umbrellas stood at the entrance of the book city, all reading books. Yuan Yuan went out to take a taxi and shouted in the rain: "You go first!"
Lin Zibo: "How about you?! Let's go together!"
Yuan Yuan waved his hand, motioning him to get in the car quickly, handed him twenty dollars, turned and ran to another car. Open the door and say, "Go to the bus station."
In the pouring rain, Yuan Yuan got off at the bus station and was drenched in soup. He didn't bring his father's note, but there was only one bus coming from his hometown every day, so he found it after a few inquiries.
There was no one at the station, and Yuan Yuan was soaking wet and smoking a cigarette in the platform before taking a taxi home.
When I got home, it was no longer raining. The heavy rain here came and went quickly. The sky was still dark, but the air was much fresher.
Yuan Yuan's family lived in a multi-storey community. He went to the door and asked the security guard, who said, "Is that your relative? He came in and called your father."
Yuan Yuan felt a thud in his heart, and when it was over, he would be scolded again at night.
He ran up in three steps and two steps, not bothering to wait for the elevator, and walked directly to the third floor by the fire stairs on the side.
The man was carrying a gray travel bag, just like a migrant worker entering the city, one on each side, with the two handles of the travel bag tied on his shoulders, wearing a top so that it was originally white, but now it is gray A baseball cap, short-sleeved sportswear on the upper body, and fluorescent green school uniform trousers on the lower body. There are also two white edges beside his trousers, he wears a pair of pull-back shoes, and his hair is dirty, greasy and sticky.
He is thin and lean, well-looking, a head taller than Yuan Yuan, his skin is not as dark as before, showing a healthy bronze color, his eyes and eyebrows are very good-looking, Yuan Yuan remembers the grandfather hanging in the main room a long time ago. Photos from the military.
I don't know why, but the photos of my grandfather when he was young have always been deeply imprinted in his mind. My cousin's lips, bridge of nose, and thick sword-like eyebrows are almost imprinted in the same mold as my grandfather.
"Tan... Ruikang?" Yuan Yuan asked.
Tan Ruikang nodded and said, "Hello, far away."