Chapter 57 The Sunset Man

"Hey, Ah Yang, it seems to be your third uncle who is walking with a bag in front!"

On the back seat, the mother stretched her head forward, and she exclaimed when she saw an acquaintance through the front windshield.

Mu Yang also saw it. Thirty meters ahead, a middle-aged man was carrying a fertilizer bag. The bag was bulging. It seemed to contain a lot of New Year's goods. It looked heavy, and he walked slowly. He lifted it and slipped it down from time to time. bag.

The third uncle my mother mentioned was my father's brother Dang, and he usually had a good relationship with the family.

It's still a mile away from home, and it's tiring to walk back.

Mu Yang lowered the car window, and when the car drove up beside him, his mother yelled: "Uncle San!"

The mother's address is based on the child's address, which is a local custom, and it is okay to call Sange, but it seems too kind, and the mother is not used to calling it.

Sanbo looked back, only to notice Mu Xiaoling and her mother in the car, he was a little surprised, and came back by car, whose car is this?

Mu Yang parked the car, opened the car door, walked up to Uncle San, and laughed: "Uncle San, let's go back by car together."

Sanbo smiled happily when he saw a familiar face. The mottled wrinkles on his face were like ravines in the sugarcane field next to him. He was very surprised: "You boy is back, and you are still driving. Why haven't you seen me in half a year? You have changed so much." Big!"

Tsk tsk, it's all driving!

Bull.

While shocked, he put the bag on his back on the ground and shrugged his sore shoulders.

"The car belongs to a friend. Let's get in the car and go back together for the New Year's Eve." Mu Yang replied. On the way home, he would tell his mother and sister not to mention that the car belonged to him.

Usually the family is poor, but when they suddenly become rich, they even bought a car. After checking, they will know that his car is not cheap. He is envied by others and robbed by thieves. This is causing trouble for the family.

Sanbo has a good relationship with his family, so of course he doesn't care about his money, but he is really afraid that he will leak to outsiders if he drinks too much. The villagers like to gossip, and I guarantee that the whole village will know in a few days.

After half a year or a year, when I have a good network, it's okay to expose my details. I will come back to invest in my hometown one day.

"Then your friend has a good relationship with you, even borrowing a car!"

Sanbo glanced at some dirty bags on the ground, then saw that his clothes were stained with a lot of dust, waved his hands and said, "My things are dirty, and I'm afraid I'll get your car dirty. Anyway, the road is not far away, so I can walk back by myself."

"What's dirty? The car is just for riding. If it's dirty, just wash it. Get in the car." Mu Yang opened the rear door, moved the heavy bag and put it in the rear compartment.

Uncle San had no choice but to pat the dust on his body, especially the clothes on his buttocks. The bag on his back was a bit dirty just now, so he patted hard.

Before he finished filming, Mu Yang helped him into the car, saying "Don't worry about it, get in the car", closed the door, and continued to drive home.

After a while, the car arrived at the door of Sanbo's house.

After Sanbo got out of the car, he removed his bag and praised loudly: "This car is really luxurious, and it's really comfortable to sit in. It's just that it's dirty. Ah Yang, Xiao Ling, come to my house for dinner later, and I'll kill the chicken. "

Mu Yang waved his hand and handed him a cigarette: "Oh, Uncle San, don't toss your chickens anymore, let's talk about it another day, when you have time."

"That's good, that's good!" Sanbo smiled and took the cigarette, holding it between his ears.

Mu Yang turned the car around and drove towards his home.

There are three surnames Chen, Liang and Mu in the whole village, with a population of nearly 3,000, it is a big village.

Each of their brigade was settled on a low hill, with a height difference of less than 30 meters.

His house is at the highest point, sitting at the door of the house and looking at most of the village at a glance.

The next road to the door of the house is the yellow mud road. There are usually bullock carts passing by. The road is quite wide, but there are more and deeper potholes. Fortunately, it did not rain, and the car is an off-road vehicle. It is really impossible to drive in a car .

Mu Yang changed the automatic gear to manual 1st gear, and with a bang of the accelerator, no potholes were obstacles, and he easily let go up the yellow mud slope and drove directly to the door of his house.

The two-story building with a total of six rooms covers an area of ​​80 square meters, with a small courtyard of tens of square meters. Red bricks are still exposed on the outside of the building, and the interior of the room is only dusted but not puttyed, and the concrete floor.

This is Mu Yang's home!

It's very simple, and the most valuable possession in the house may be that small color TV.

"Brother, your cart is really awesome. It's very difficult for a cow at home to pull a bullock cart up, and sometimes you need Dad to push it from behind, Huo Huo." Just now Mu Xiaoling thought that he would get out of the car and walk the dirt road to get home.

My sister's laughter, the sound of the car's engine, and my father, Mu Lin, who was cleaning the dirt on the tires of the battery car at home, heard different voices. He walked out of the door with curiosity and saw his wife and children.

"Hey, you guys are back, and I just got home. I bought some lotus roots and just put them down. I'm thinking about going out to pick up your mother and daughter."

The middle-aged dark man in his forties smiled, saw the car behind his son, and asked curiously, "Ayang, did you drive back? Who owns this car? When will you be able to drive?"

After asking three times in a row, my younger sister came over excitedly to answer: "Dad, our family has a car, brother bought it, isn't it a surprise?

Brother is not a cow? "

"What your sister said is true?" Mu Lin walked around the car and looked at it. He didn't understand cars, and he couldn't even read the car logo, but he felt that this car was very high-end, so it must be expensive, even though it looked like a car. Big iron.

"Well, yes, it's a long story." Mu Yang replied.

My father is in good health now, unlike ten years later, when he has an obvious belly, it is a bit difficult for him to walk uphill.

Mu Lin saw his son open the car door, listened to his explanation, and moved the New Year's goods together.

One by one, the new year's goods were moved to the middle hall of the house, especially two boxes of Moutai, and several boxes of fructose and sausages.

My father was shocked: "Moutai, why did you buy such expensive wine? There are so many? Others, there are too many gift boxes!"

Mu Yang replied: "This gift box was originally given to the workers. The company bought too much, so they can take it back. It's just right for gift giving, and you can eat it yourself.

It’s okay to buy too much Moutai, it’s fine to store it for a few years, just keep it at home, drink it if you want, but don’t give it away, I’m really reluctant. "

"I don't understand cars, but I still understand Moutai. I have to hide it and drink some when I get hungry. This thing becomes more valuable the more it is stored, haha." Mu Lin moved two boxes of wine to the next room, and at the same time I told the mother and daughter not to take it out indiscriminately, it costs close to 1,000 yuan a bottle, and it can be sold when there is no money.

He usually drinks low-alcohol rice wine that costs a few yuan a catty, and he can't afford high-alcohol liquor. This year's Chinese New Year will be a good one.

After moving the things, the mother is going to kill the chicken, and the younger sister helps to heat the water.

My father went out to look at his car, and his wife said that the car cost nearly two hundred thousand, and she smiled and praised: "I finally have a car, I was thinking, I bought a battery car today, and it is very comfortable to drive. I can show it off to you." How nice it is to have a look at that car.

Why!

Son, I see a lot of mud on the car body, let me pull out the water hose to wash it off. "

Mu Yang replied: "Dad, it's a bit cold, it's fine without washing, it's not very dirty."

The temperature at home is seven or eight degrees, but it is already very cold for the south.

There is no heating, the air is humid, and the temperature is not low, but the wind is strong and it is really cold.

"Hey, it's fine if you can wash it. I'll wash off the mud first, and then wipe it with a towel. You can do your work."

"Then it's up to you." Mu Yang didn't stop him anymore, maybe for his father, washing the car is also a kind of enjoyment.

He moved his luggage to the bedroom on the second floor, a room of his own.

Pushing open the door, there is only a simple wooden bed, an old desk, and other furniture in the room. Renting any room in the city is better than his bedroom.

But it feels different, this is home!

The habitat of the soul is very warm.

Organize the suitcase and put the laptop on the table.

He didn't have time to earn experience while driving for the past three days, and he usually had a lot of things to do in the company, so he didn't see much. When he returned home, he still had to calm down and earn experience.

The computer is equipped with materials and a wireless network card, so there is no need to worry about learning materials.

Turning on the phone, he found that Xuelu had sent him a few messages, saying that his parents had agreed to their relationship, and asked him to make an appointment to visit.

Mu Yang was very happy to see the news, and replied that he had already returned home, saying that he would officially come to the house on the third day of the Lunar New Year.

It's past the busy season at home, so I don't need his help with the family affairs. After the new year, let the parents simply decorate the old house.

When there is no shortage of money, build a country house or a castle.

He won't come back too many times in the future, and he still wants to take his family to live in Jiangnan Province, but he doesn't know if his parents are willing, because he doesn't know the place well.

If parents are not used to living in the city, it is better to go back to their hometown for a while.

Parents will definitely not be allowed to do farm work at home, so just grow some vegetables for self-sufficiency.

Mu Yang planned the family affairs well, and told his family members in the evening, turned on the computer, and started to collect experience.

At six o'clock in the evening, Mu Yang walked out of the bedroom and stood on the balcony on the second floor.

As far as the eye can see, the houses of each village are scattered irregularly. Most of the village is one or two-story brick buildings, and there are very few three-story buildings. There are not many exterior walls with tiles. The sewage from the pigsty is turbulent.

Mu Yang doesn't know how the villages in other provinces are, but compared to the rural areas in Jiangnan Province, they are really poor.

Ten years later, the village has not changed much, that is, the buildings are taller, the exterior walls are decorated more, the yellow mud road has become a cement road, there are more private cars, fewer pig houses, and centralized garbage management.

In the future, when we become more capable, we must change this status quo, and amazing changes will surely take place in our hometown.

Not far from my house is a banyan tree, which has only grown for more than ten years. Its branches and leaves are luxuriant, and its roots are intertwined.

Under the tree, there is a temple.

Outside the village house, there are criss-crossing paddy fields and sugar cane fields, among which are several small ponds.

At the end of his eyes were the mountains, which were dyed a thin blush under the rays of the setting sun.

Perhaps the current village looks relatively backward, but Mu Yang feels quite beautiful.

Perhaps, the beauty under the sunset lies not in the scenery, but in the people watching the sunset.

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