Chapter 3 I called him, but he didn't come

He ignored Zhou Hongyu who was standing alone and furious on the windowsill.

After coming down from his residential building, Yang Xiao walked on this street that was once extremely familiar to him but had then changed drastically, with mixed feelings in his heart.

In the future, this place will become one of the bustling pedestrian streets in the county. The old residential buildings on the street will no longer exist due to demolition, and a large commercial plaza will be built next to it.

[A funeral of roses, burying the memories of you…]

[It was so beautiful, the fireworks rain that day…]

As he was walking on the road, suddenly a speaker at the door of a shop not far away rang, interrupting his thoughts.

Yang Xiao stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

It is a sports fashion store called "Guirenniao".

I really miss it...

Just as he looked up, a gorgeous sunset cloud appeared in the distant sky.

The rays of light connected into one, shining brightly and seeming to be giving the sky a long, burning kiss.

Yang Xiao's mouth corners curled up and he immediately felt in a good mood.

Even his steps became lighter.

Anyway, from now on, it’s not just the rain of fireworks that is beautiful.

At this time, Yang Xiao slowly took out the Huangguoshu brand cigarettes he had just picked up from his purse.

It is one of the series of expensive cigarettes. Besides, it has another name – frosted.

As the leader in the low-end market, it has an astonishing sales volume even in other provinces with a price tag of 11 yuan.

If Hongtashan is the classic among Yunyan cigarettes, then it must be the classic among Guizhou cigarettes.

Yang Xiao knew Zhou Hongyu’s father’s habits in his previous life.

Like many people who drive trucks day and night, he likes strong and spicy cigarettes to keep him awake, and often buys several cartons at a time.

Now that he "borrows" a pack to smoke, it should be no problem.

Besides, he believed that Zhou Hongyu would find a way to explain it to him.

However, after tearing open the oil paper packaging, Yang Xiao remembered that he did not have any lighter on him.

So he walked to a nearby tobacco, liquor and grocery store.

"Boss, get a lighter."

The owner was not in the store. There was only a girl, probably in the third or fourth grade, who was eating and watching cartoons with a bowl in her hands.

She stood up and looked at the hundred-dollar bill in Yang Xiao's hand, and said crisply:
"Brother, wait a moment. The change is in my mom's bag. She went upstairs and will be down soon."

Yang Xiao nodded in agreement.

However, even after the strongest werewolf in history on TV shouted "I will definitely come back", the real boss did not come down.

"Little boy, let me try this to see if it can light a fire?"

Yang Xiao didn't want to wait any longer, so he reached out and took it from the shelf, lit the cigarette in his mouth, put it back, and said:
"Hey, your lighter is no good. The fire is not very strong. Forget it. I won't buy it."

"Okay, then I'll tell my mom that the lighter is broken."

Seeing that Yang Xiao didn't buy it, the little girl became even happier and quickly turned her head to look at the TV.

"Cough cough..."

Yang Xiao took a sip and was choked!

He then felt relieved.

This is the first time for this body to smoke, and it is not yet a qualified heavy smoker, so it is normal to feel a little uncomfortable.

It seems that the psychological dependence on cigarettes is greater.

That's why he habitually wanted to light one.

Perhaps the sense of disconnection brought about by the reversal of time and space is too severe, and I hope to use this cigarette to dilute it a little.

It's really painful to keep this kind of thing in my heart!

Who should Yang Xiao confide in?

It's like facing a level-breaking game where you only have one chance.

He is more like a player who has already failed to pass the level.

Even if he was lucky enough to go back once now, even if he knew the twists and turns involved, he still couldn't guarantee that he could pass it perfectly.

……

Yang Xiao once lived in the home of her aunt for five years.

It was not until he entered the third year of junior high school that his parents, worried about his studies, stopped working away from home and returned to focus on him. Perhaps due to the lack of companionship in these years, their family relationship was never as close and harmonious as other families.

When Yang Xiao grew up and faced the pressure of life, he also had some resentment towards his original family and complained about his parents' ordinariness and powerlessness.

But as time went by, he began to understand.

There are many things that we cannot do ourselves, and our parents cannot do them either. There is no need to blame them.

After all, they have given everything to themselves.

At this time, follow the street in your memory and find the familiar residential building.

Yang Xiao stood at the door excitedly and knocked on it gently.

"squeak."

The wooden door opened, and a middle-aged woman in her forties appeared in Yang Xiao's sight. It was Yang Xiao's mother, Liu Yuxia.

When Liu Yuxia saw Yang Xiao, her expression froze, and she said in a neutral tone:

"Master, have you come home yet? You should have had a good time, right?"

"mom."

Yang Xiao's eyes were moist and he shouted awkwardly.

"Hurry up and wash your hands, and get ready to eat."

Yang Xiao nodded, controlled his emotions, and walked into the house.

"dad."

Father Yang Jianguo nodded while sitting on the sofa. When he saw Yang Xiao coming back, he immediately stood up and walked into the kitchen.

After walking two steps, he seemed to think of something and said:

"By the way, since Zhou Hongyu is alone at home, why not ask him to come over and eat together?"

"I called him, but he didn't come."

Yang Xiao really forgot about this.

But he didn't care. He knew Zhou Hongyu's situation and knew he wouldn't starve at all.

Every time Zhou Hongyu's parents go out, they would say hello to a restaurant downstairs.

As long as your sons go out to eat, just keep a record of the bill and settle the bill when they come back.

Moreover, his parents would give him a few hundred yuan for living expenses every time before leaving, which was why he could easily take out a hundred yuan to give to Yang Xiao.

You have to know that Yang Xiao’s breakfast money and pocket money at this time only add up to 300 yuan a month!

Having such relaxed and generous parents towards him, Yang Xiao was extremely envious of him when he was a child.

It is also worth mentioning that Zhou Hongyu's "academic intelligence" is much stronger than Yang Xiao's.

He could always rank among the top ten in the class in every exam, while Yang Xiao was always at the bottom or even at the last place occasionally.

This is also the reason why Yang Jianguo and others are happy for Yang Xiao to contact him.

Because in their opinion, as long as the children’s grades are better than their own children, they will feel at ease playing with them.

Yang Jianguo didn't force it and soon brought the prepared meal out from the kitchen.

Yang Xiao, who was used to eating takeout in his previous life, immediately felt hungry when he saw the three dishes and one soup on the table when he came back.

Shredded potatoes with green peppers, twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a bowl of pumpkin soup.

The meals are all home-cooked dishes. They are not very sumptuous, but they are full of the flavor of home.

This way, when it’s time for dinner, there will be hot meals waiting for you.

How long has it been since you felt this way?

If you don't know what happiness is, then this should be one of them.

What to eat tonight.

What to eat tomorrow.

How many workers are troubled by these two problems?

Yang Xiao blinked his eyes at this time, and suddenly had some realization:

Why was it always dinner time when I returned home as a child?

That's because it all depends on when you return home.

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