Chapter 1011
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Ku Ku Mao
Lin Meimei has never seen her father so excited since she was born.
In her impression, her father was a steady, serious and unsmiling man.
He has always been shy in front of others.
But today, my father actually sang songs and even danced while packing his luggage, as happy as a child.
After Lin Meimei asked, she found out that her father had finally found his family.
He can finally go back to the mainland to visit relatives!
On the plane, Lin Meimei found that her father was very nervous.
My legs were shaking involuntarily along the way.
He didn't know what he was mumbling.
Lin Meimei consoled her: "Dad, why are you nervous? Isn't it a good thing to go home and visit relatives?"
Lin Jian's lips moved slightly, and he looked at the clouds outside the window and murmured to himself: "You don't understand... you will never understand..."
Lin Meimei shrugged: "You Jiang Zi are really weird!"
Just got off the plane.
Lin Jian trotted out all the way, so fast that Lin Meimei couldn't catch up.
"Hey, dad, are you so impatient?"
"Wait for me, mother!"
But Mother Lin grabbed Lin Meimei, shook her head at her, and signaled to let Lin Jian go.
At this moment, Lin Jian's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
He has never felt so nervous since he was a child.
When we arrived at the exit, we looked around in the forest, expecting and fearing at the same time.
Until a voice sounded behind him.
"Small room! Small room!"
Lin Jian's body trembled, and he turned his head and saw a face that was roughly similar to him, but much older.
At that moment, Lin Jian couldn't control it at all, and tears fell down.
"elder brother!!!"
Lin Zang rushed over, picked up this eldest brother whom he had not seen for decades, and burst into tears.
Lin Meimei was shocked when she saw this scene, her mouth slightly opened, her face full of disbelief.
It turns out... my dull, unsmiling father also has such an emotional side!
"Come back, come back, wandering wanderer
Come back, come back, don't wander around anymore
With heavy footsteps, the road home is so long..."
"I am already full of exhaustion, and my eyes are full of bitter tears.
The wind of my hometown and the clouds of my hometown wipe away the scars for me
I was once full of pride, but I came back with an empty suitcase
The wind and clouds of my hometown heal my wounds..."
A familiar song sounded in my ears.
Only at this moment did Lin Meimei understand why the older generation of Frog City people always talked about "going home".
Because Frog City has never been their home.
From beginning to end, the home they dreamed of was only in the mainland.
Lin Jian followed Lin Qiang into the car that Chen Mo arranged for them.
On the way back, neither of them said a word.
There are thousands of words to say, but at this moment, I don’t know why I can’t say them all.
When they were approaching the village, Lin Jian anxiously opened the window and poked his head out.
He saw many simple old people holding banners at the entrance of the village: "Welcome home in the woods!"
Linjian got out of the car and was greeted by a group of old people.
"Ajian, do you still remember me? I am your third uncle!"
"I am your second uncle. When you were a child, you often came to my house to eat roasted corn."
"Ah Jian, I am your fourth aunt. Hey, where have you been after so many years? Why don't you come back with a letter?"
"..."
At this moment, Lin Jian looked at the group of old people who cared about him.
The memory seemed to return to the past, to the year when he was 14 years old.
The figures of all the old people overlapped with those in his memory.
Lin Jian, who could no longer hold on any longer, knelt down directly in front of these people and cried loudly:
"Third uncle, second uncle, fourth aunt..."
"Sorry……"
"I lost myself for more than 40 years..."
"Sorry……"
The old people hurriedly supported him and comforted him: "It will be good when he comes back, it will be good when he comes back."
Then, Lin Qiang took Lin Jian to visit their hometown.
"Now that our mainland has become wealthy, the bungalows have been converted into small Western-style buildings..."
"Look, that's our home over there!"
Lin Jian didn't say a word, but ran towards his home quickly.
Wait for the door to open.
Lin Jian looked expectantly into the house.
My father died young, and it was my mother who worked hard to support the two elder brothers.
That year, the war was chaotic.
Lin Jian lied to his mother: "Mom, I'm going out to buy you steamed buns and I'll be back in a while."
As a result, it lasted more than 40 years.
Lin Jian felt that the person he was most sorry for was his mother.
"mom!"
"mom!!!"
"I am Lin Jian! My son is back! I'm home!!!"
Linjian started shouting as soon as he entered the door.
However, Lin Qiang and his relatives who were following him were all hesitant to speak.
"Brother, where is our mother?" Lin Jian asked anxiously and disappointedly.
"Xiaozhi, don't get excited first. Sit down and listen slowly."
“After you left when you were 14 years old, your mother had some mental problems.
Whenever I meet someone I ask, "Where is my little room?" "
"This continued into my 30s.
One day, while I was cooking, my mother opened the door and ran away.
After running away for more than 20 years... I never heard from her again. "
Lin Qiang's eyes turned red as he spoke.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I didn't take good care of our mother!"
Lin Jian suppressed the sorrow in his heart, shook his head and said: "Brother, how can I blame you? If you want to blame, you should blame me."
"If it weren't for me, nothing would have happened to our mother."
The two brothers hugged each other and cried again.
At this time, Chen Mo, who had been silent beside him, finally spoke: "You two, I have found your mother for you."
"what?!"
Lin Qiang and Lin Jian quickly wiped away their tears and asked, "Where is she? Where is she?"
"Please, Mr. Chen, as long as you take me to see my mother, I am willing to agree to any conditions you have!"
In fact, this is what Chen Mo originally meant.
In exchange for Lin Jian's mother's news, he asked Lin Jian to work for him.
but now……
Chen Mo didn't want to do this anymore.
He is a dutiful son.
He sympathized with the mood in the forest.
"You two, get in the car with me."
Chen Mo drove Lin Jian and Lin Qiang for about 5 hours to a small mountain village in Linzhou.
"You two, your mother is here. Go and find out for yourself."
Lin Jian and Lin Qiang quickly took the photos their mother had taken a long time ago and asked the villagers.
Many villagers said they didn’t know him or knew him.
Until I found a dying old man in this village.
After seeing the photo, the old man said, "Isn't this the crazy woman from the previous village?"
"Old man, have you seen her? Where is she now?" Lin Jian asked quickly.
“Hey, this crazy woman came to this village from nowhere.
Anyway, when we get here, people are not very good. "
"Every day, she stands at the entrance of the village and asks everyone she meets, 'Have you seen my son?' and 'My son has gone to buy me steamed buns. If he can't find me, he will cry.'"
"The village chief took pity on her and built her a simple hut at the end of the village. He usually delivers meals to her."
"It took about seven or eight years before she died of illness in that simple hut."
In her impression, her father was a steady, serious and unsmiling man.
He has always been shy in front of others.
But today, my father actually sang songs and even danced while packing his luggage, as happy as a child.
After Lin Meimei asked, she found out that her father had finally found his family.
He can finally go back to the mainland to visit relatives!
On the plane, Lin Meimei found that her father was very nervous.
My legs were shaking involuntarily along the way.
He didn't know what he was mumbling.
Lin Meimei consoled her: "Dad, why are you nervous? Isn't it a good thing to go home and visit relatives?"
Lin Jian's lips moved slightly, and he looked at the clouds outside the window and murmured to himself: "You don't understand... you will never understand..."
Lin Meimei shrugged: "You Jiang Zi are really weird!"
Just got off the plane.
Lin Jian trotted out all the way, so fast that Lin Meimei couldn't catch up.
"Hey, dad, are you so impatient?"
"Wait for me, mother!"
But Mother Lin grabbed Lin Meimei, shook her head at her, and signaled to let Lin Jian go.
At this moment, Lin Jian's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
He has never felt so nervous since he was a child.
When we arrived at the exit, we looked around in the forest, expecting and fearing at the same time.
Until a voice sounded behind him.
"Small room! Small room!"
Lin Jian's body trembled, and he turned his head and saw a face that was roughly similar to him, but much older.
At that moment, Lin Jian couldn't control it at all, and tears fell down.
"elder brother!!!"
Lin Zang rushed over, picked up this eldest brother whom he had not seen for decades, and burst into tears.
Lin Meimei was shocked when she saw this scene, her mouth slightly opened, her face full of disbelief.
It turns out... my dull, unsmiling father also has such an emotional side!
"Come back, come back, wandering wanderer
Come back, come back, don't wander around anymore
With heavy footsteps, the road home is so long..."
"I am already full of exhaustion, and my eyes are full of bitter tears.
The wind of my hometown and the clouds of my hometown wipe away the scars for me
I was once full of pride, but I came back with an empty suitcase
The wind and clouds of my hometown heal my wounds..."
A familiar song sounded in my ears.
Only at this moment did Lin Meimei understand why the older generation of Frog City people always talked about "going home".
Because Frog City has never been their home.
From beginning to end, the home they dreamed of was only in the mainland.
Lin Jian followed Lin Qiang into the car that Chen Mo arranged for them.
On the way back, neither of them said a word.
There are thousands of words to say, but at this moment, I don’t know why I can’t say them all.
When they were approaching the village, Lin Jian anxiously opened the window and poked his head out.
He saw many simple old people holding banners at the entrance of the village: "Welcome home in the woods!"
Linjian got out of the car and was greeted by a group of old people.
"Ajian, do you still remember me? I am your third uncle!"
"I am your second uncle. When you were a child, you often came to my house to eat roasted corn."
"Ah Jian, I am your fourth aunt. Hey, where have you been after so many years? Why don't you come back with a letter?"
"..."
At this moment, Lin Jian looked at the group of old people who cared about him.
The memory seemed to return to the past, to the year when he was 14 years old.
The figures of all the old people overlapped with those in his memory.
Lin Jian, who could no longer hold on any longer, knelt down directly in front of these people and cried loudly:
"Third uncle, second uncle, fourth aunt..."
"Sorry……"
"I lost myself for more than 40 years..."
"Sorry……"
The old people hurriedly supported him and comforted him: "It will be good when he comes back, it will be good when he comes back."
Then, Lin Qiang took Lin Jian to visit their hometown.
"Now that our mainland has become wealthy, the bungalows have been converted into small Western-style buildings..."
"Look, that's our home over there!"
Lin Jian didn't say a word, but ran towards his home quickly.
Wait for the door to open.
Lin Jian looked expectantly into the house.
My father died young, and it was my mother who worked hard to support the two elder brothers.
That year, the war was chaotic.
Lin Jian lied to his mother: "Mom, I'm going out to buy you steamed buns and I'll be back in a while."
As a result, it lasted more than 40 years.
Lin Jian felt that the person he was most sorry for was his mother.
"mom!"
"mom!!!"
"I am Lin Jian! My son is back! I'm home!!!"
Linjian started shouting as soon as he entered the door.
However, Lin Qiang and his relatives who were following him were all hesitant to speak.
"Brother, where is our mother?" Lin Jian asked anxiously and disappointedly.
"Xiaozhi, don't get excited first. Sit down and listen slowly."
“After you left when you were 14 years old, your mother had some mental problems.
Whenever I meet someone I ask, "Where is my little room?" "
"This continued into my 30s.
One day, while I was cooking, my mother opened the door and ran away.
After running away for more than 20 years... I never heard from her again. "
Lin Qiang's eyes turned red as he spoke.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I didn't take good care of our mother!"
Lin Jian suppressed the sorrow in his heart, shook his head and said: "Brother, how can I blame you? If you want to blame, you should blame me."
"If it weren't for me, nothing would have happened to our mother."
The two brothers hugged each other and cried again.
At this time, Chen Mo, who had been silent beside him, finally spoke: "You two, I have found your mother for you."
"what?!"
Lin Qiang and Lin Jian quickly wiped away their tears and asked, "Where is she? Where is she?"
"Please, Mr. Chen, as long as you take me to see my mother, I am willing to agree to any conditions you have!"
In fact, this is what Chen Mo originally meant.
In exchange for Lin Jian's mother's news, he asked Lin Jian to work for him.
but now……
Chen Mo didn't want to do this anymore.
He is a dutiful son.
He sympathized with the mood in the forest.
"You two, get in the car with me."
Chen Mo drove Lin Jian and Lin Qiang for about 5 hours to a small mountain village in Linzhou.
"You two, your mother is here. Go and find out for yourself."
Lin Jian and Lin Qiang quickly took the photos their mother had taken a long time ago and asked the villagers.
Many villagers said they didn’t know him or knew him.
Until I found a dying old man in this village.
After seeing the photo, the old man said, "Isn't this the crazy woman from the previous village?"
"Old man, have you seen her? Where is she now?" Lin Jian asked quickly.
“Hey, this crazy woman came to this village from nowhere.
Anyway, when we get here, people are not very good. "
"Every day, she stands at the entrance of the village and asks everyone she meets, 'Have you seen my son?' and 'My son has gone to buy me steamed buns. If he can't find me, he will cry.'"
"The village chief took pity on her and built her a simple hut at the end of the village. He usually delivers meals to her."
"It took about seven or eight years before she died of illness in that simple hut."
