Stroll in Movie Worlds Chapter 1838: Near hometown cowardice

A bus with a light blue color on the outside and an advertisement for a small hospital painted on it staggered on the concrete road that looked rather new, the car staggered, From time to time, people or motorcycles rushed to the front, causing the driver of the bus to keep honking the horn and making noise all the way.

The bus was also not peaceful. The 16-seater car was packed with more than 20 people, not counting the driver and the conductor. It was packed like sardine cans.

Especially some people who are just planning to go home from the market, even bring chickens or ducks into the car. Not only are there loud voices, but also the chirping of chickens or ducks is also heard in the car from time to time, which is a bit symphonic taste.

This year, fortunately there is no traffic police on the road, otherwise the bus company is expected to be fined into bankruptcy.

Ye Xuan is a car sitting in a station, and did not choose to sit in the back seat, but directly sits on the front passenger seat of the car, blowing in some hot air from the window, listening to the car The sound of horns and the noise of passengers in the car, with a smile on his mouth.

The driver of the car is a middle-aged man who is about forty or fifty years old. He has a Hunan accent and has a bad temper. This can be seen from the fact that he honks the horn from time to time to urge the people and the car to go away. .

Listening to the middle-aged man nagging all the way, Ye Xuan didn't feel annoyed either, but just followed his words with a smile on his face and talked casually, which also revealed a lot of information.

It is said that he was a veteran. He once went to fight Cochin, but he didn’t make it. He just got on the railway, and the front line was finished. After the big layoffs, he retired. There is not much pension. There are five children in the family. So I went out to drive.

"The station is here, get off, get off!" After sitting in the car for about an hour, the car finally reached the station in the town. Under the call of the conductor, the people in the car suddenly swarmed towards Walked down the car door.

Naturally, Ye Xuan didn't linger much, and thanked the driver. Then he picked up a travel backpack that he had picked up on the street and opened the door next to the co-pilot and jumped down.

The station in the town is not big, just a small parking factory, a ticket hall and a waiting hall, but there are a lot of people.

This is because this small town is in the traffic arteries that enter another county. If you want to enter another county, you can only pass through here.

There are a lot of people going north and south, and there are still many motorcycles outside the station that attract customers. As long as they see a car coming, these motorcycle drivers will run after the car and are not afraid of being caught by the bus. The car ran over.

Ye Xuan knows that this is no way. Now the domestic economy has just begun to recover. In order to live, they have to chase those cars, just to make more money.

This kind of thing, even after more than two decades in the 21st century, still exists.

"Eh, boy, where are you going, how about I send you there?"

"Take my car. My car is fast, stable, and new. Look, over there!"

No, I just got out of the car and saw that Ye Xuan was carrying a backpack and dressed quite stylishly. Several motorcycle drivers came to greet me.

"No, thank you!" Ye Xuan smiled and waved to these people, and then walked towards the street.

Although he was thinking of going home, now that he is in town, he is not anxious anymore, but walks slowly down the street like a person who has not returned home for a long time.

The streets of the town are not as good as expected. They are also paved with concrete, and some places are bumpy. It seems that this road will take several years, and it will not be renovated until the new century.

There are not many shops on both sides of the street, and most of them are just randomly wiped with cement and sand, and there are miscellaneous goods inside.

There are many electric poles on both sides of the street, with electric wires crisscrossing them like a giant spider web.

The largest shop in the whole town should belong to the town’s commune. This is the town’s collective industry. There are many things in it. You can see many people picking and picking in it, even the cashier. , The waiters look a little arrogant.

Here, I don’t see any high-rise buildings. The tallest buildings are only four or five stories. Most of them are gray, without too much color, just like old photos frozen in time. .

Ye Xuan walked along the street step by step, with a bit of aftertaste. He had lived here for more than ten years. It was not until his grandfather died that he went out to work.

Oh, it’s a park. Well, it’s almost the same as it was 20 or 30 years later. It was just a few years after it was built, and it was even updated. There are bumper cars, pirate ships, etc., but it was cancelled after 20 or 30 years.

When he was a child, he would come here with his friends from the village every year. He took ten yuan from his grandfather and walked more than ten kilometers, shuttled among the crowds, and watched others playing with bumper cars and pirate ships. , And then go to the opposite side to eat a bowl of wonton noodles at noon.

This can be said to be the most important memory of his childhood, every year, until he is thirteen years old, he hasn't been cut off.

Thinking about it, Ye Xuan's eyes turned to the small noodle shop opposite. It was very small and decorated somewhat like Shaxian snacks. In front of it was a stove for cooking noodles, and inside it was a row of tables.

I walked over and ordered a bowl of wonton noodles, the noodles came up, white wontons, light yellow noodles, green chives~IndoMTL.com~The little bit of oily fish floating on the noodle soup, fragrant and fragrant .

I picked up the chopsticks next to me and took a bite. The noodles were a bit rotten, and the wonton was not chewy. Who would have thought that when I was a child, I would walk more than ten kilometers for this bowl of noodles?

She shook her head with a smile, and Ye Xuan didn't waste it either. He ate the whole bowl of noodles three times, and even the soup was clean, and then he paid the money and walked back to the street.

Unconsciously, after walking, Ye Xuan walked to the entrance of the village.

Heshan Village is just a very ordinary village, with no resources and no wealth. Most of the houses here are just adobe tiles. There are only a few cement brick houses without decoration. They are full of red bricks. Wall, even so, these houses are already enviable new houses in the village.

As we approached the village, Ye Xuan could feel that many people in the village were looking at him differently, but Ye Xuan ignored it, and continued to walk deep into the village until it reached the foot of a mountain. Looking at an old mansion halfway up the mountain, I couldn't help feeling a little mixed.

The so-called cowardice of near nostalgia, looking at the old house that has not been so old twenty years later, Ye Xuan took a deep breath, and then stepped up a dirt road...