"Yes, I am a man who has no ability, but at least, I support you and a family."

"Although you are an ungrateful white eyed wolf poured out with love and all your hard work, at least now I repent."

"Because I once made an unsuccessful example for you, but now I have realized my mistakes."

"I, the old white eyed wolf, intend to change my face and spend the rest of my life with the people who love me most in the world."

"And that man is my mother who raised me alone, and the old man who is still working alone in the village."

"I also send you one every month. It's just enough for you to eat a meal... But it's all her savings. Your own grandmother."

"If you still have a last conscience, I hope that when your grandmother secretly sends you money behind my back, please save some money here. One day you think it over. I can't say that this is the only life-saving money you have left."

After all he wanted to say, Gu Zheng didn't bother to stay much longer.

He can't run to the platform to buy two oranges for the unfilial son.

Now, what he should do most is to buy himself a train ticket to return to his hometown as soon as possible.

The shorter the time, the better. As for the price?

Compared with the rest of the time, it's nothing.

21:45:55

The countdown is still ticking, but there are few tourists queuing to buy tickets at the ticket window of the University City railway station.

This small station is completely prepared for the students to return home during the Spring Festival transportation in winter and summer vacation. With the blessing that there is still a period of time in the summer vacation, Gu Zheng bought a train ticket to Yancheng very smoothly.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Five and a half hours' drive is the fastest return trip Gu Zheng can find.

This is also the first time that the client of the world took the d-prefix car.

Looking at the rapid retrogression of the roadside scenery, the arrival of that station and the shortening of the driving distance, Gu Zheng's heart gradually became more and more secure.

Hold on, there's still time. Everything's still in time.

No matter what kind of danger, as long as you deal with it calmly first, it is much better than being caught off guard.

This may be the only golden finger left by the client.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng closed his eyes and rested again.

When the notice of arrival at the terminal sounded in his ear, he opened his eyes and met the next new challenge with the most mental state.

"The beautiful Yancheng is a comfortable seaside town. It is close to the Bohai Sea in the north. It has a pleasant climate... Rich products... You can feel the charm of the city whether you travel or live."

This small city is the terminal of the train, but it is not the end of Gu Zheng's journey.

Without hesitation, he picked up the snakeskin bag on the overhead luggage rack and walked in front of all his fellow passengers at a speed like flying, avoiding the tragedy of being crowded together. Very smoothly, he took the lead in getting out of the newly renovated railway station at the still sparse ticket gate, and went straight to the long-distance bus station on the east side of the railway station without raising his head.

There, he will find the fastest passing coach to nanzhuangzi village. Under the pull of a kind Master, he can step on him at the entrance of the village.

Thanks to Gu Zheng's fast journey, the distance between the railway station and the bus station is still two small stations. Leng was caught up with the latest bus to the west of the city. For only two yuan, he bought a reverse seat near the co driver. By the way, he can also card his bag of luggage on the oil rack.

As the half new and old big passenger crashed on one after another, when 80% of the seats were full, the driver in the front row didn't even bring his head back, so he brushed and pulled down the door, and with a greeting from the conductor in the middle, he stepped on the gas and drove out of the same messy bus station.

Without hesitation, he went straight to the west of the city.

Before the car rattled on the national highway, Gu Zheng understood who the remaining 20% of the seats were reserved for.

The nearby villagers who visit relatives in the nearby village have more or less carried a lot of luggage in their hands.

In the center of their village, the monthly episode has just begun.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng moved his side out, deliberately asked the villagers nearby to sit beside him, listened to their gossip, and collected information he thought useful in this short one and a half hours' drive.

At this time, the sunrise in the day had already fallen for a long time, and the street lamps at night shed a faint halo.

In this quaint bus, a flavor called Rural nostalgia is full of it.

Let Gu Zheng's familiar and unfamiliar hometown dialect ring out in the whole carriage.

If we distinguish carefully, we can get a lot of information Gu Zheng needs.

For example, the contents of this episode are particularly complete. For another example, this year's drought has affected their originally rainy and humid town.

When Gu Zheng remembered all the news about his hometown, the dutiful conductor reminded Gu Zheng loudly in his ear.

"Nanzhuangzi is here! Hey, uncle, I remember you were under nanzhuangzi!"

"I'll throw you on the side of the road. You can walk two steps to the entrance of the village!"

"Get it!"

Gu Zheng waved his hand carelessly and got off the bus with the bus lights shining. After slamming his luggage to the ground, the big passenger behind him went away with a puff of exhaust gas and threw Gu Zheng on this slightly desolate path.

"Hey!"

Once again, Gu Zheng, who carried a big bag, was inexplicably full of power when he saw the little light in the dark ahead.

This old man with old arms and legs is no better than a young man. He has been driving all afternoon and has been tossing around until now.

But looking at the village that was about to arrive, his heart became hot.

There is also an old mother waiting at home.

And if he takes two steps quickly, he can make my mother worry less.

Gu Zheng, who thought of here, walked faster and faster, but when he came to the mouth of the ground, he was called down by a very familiar and slightly excited voice.

"Zheng Zi? Are you Zheng Hua?"

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"Mother?"

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