My Return to Life

　　 After four o'clock, Fang Nian left the Internet cafe with Li Annan.

　　 In the past dozens of minutes, Fang Nian has seen the fragile hearts of Internet users who have not experienced too much ‘shock’.

　　 Numerous Internet users who have been forced to rely on Lai Lai have used their lifelong learning to show that they have been stuck in their hearts.

　　 The most direct manifestation is that, for example, a forum goes down directly.

　　 For example, the book review area was slaughtered.

　　 "So crazy?"

　　 "Do you want to be so crazy?!!!"

　　 Well, Fang Nian felt sorry for them. In 2008, he was so cute.

　　...Li Annan, who was carrying a single room diagonal bag, followed and left the Internet cafe with doubts on his face.

　　 "Why are you leaving so early today?"

　　 It’s summer, and it’s dark in the evening. In such a time, it takes at least five o'clock to leave Tangli Town by car.

　　 Fangnian’s answer was simple and straightforward: “I’m out of money.”

　　 Hearing this, Li Annan sighed a little worried: "This vacation is long or short, and I don't know what to do."

　　 "You have money?" Fang Nian asked casually.

　　 A seventeen or eighteen year old child has a pile of dreams buried under the pillow.

　　 When I wanted to take the first step, reality suddenly shone into my dreams-there was no money under the pillow, so the pile of dreams was broken.

　　 Li Annan is like this, the melancholic atmosphere is so good that it collapses to pieces.

　　 Then, Li Annan began to mumble.

　　 "Senior year make up classes so early, but I can’t be annoying. I went to work next door and went to work in an electronics factory. I heard that I was sitting at work and I was paid 1.5 times for overtime. I got more than 2,000 wages a month. The basic salary alone is 1,000 yuan!

　　 "When I come back before school starts, I have to have more than 3,000 yuan in my hand!"

　　 was envious as he said, even his eyes were reddened from congestion.

　　 Because Li Annan’s living expenses are only 500 yuan a month.

　　 Just thinking of the number one thousand yuan is very exciting.

　　 New year's money may exceed 1,000 from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

　　 Fangnian is a bit less than Li Annan, only 400 yuan a month.

　　 In 2008, the basic salary of one thousand yuan was indeed not low.

　　 Fangnian remembers that at this time next year, his basic salary for going out to work is also 1,000 yuan, and he is still in Pengcheng.

　　 is also an electronics factory, and the salary he received in the first month after entering the factory was 3,020 yuan.

　　 It was July. I worked every day on the 31st of the month. I often worked overtime until 11 o’clock at night. Overtime on Saturday and Sunday was divided into 1.5 and double overtime pay.

　　 Fang Nian couldn't forget this matter.

　　 After all, it was the first time I made money by myself, and it was also the first time I was so tired. I was tired for a month, and my weight dropped from 128 to 105 kg.

　　 "You don't have any relatives there, no one will take it. Don't you worry about losing it on the road?" Fang Nian teased, thinking that this was something deep in memory.

　　 Li Annan stopped for a moment and couldn't speak anymore.

　　 The two crossed Tangli Main Street from the side street of the Internet cafe, and then turned to the station.

　　 said it was a station, but there were no signs such as parking lots and stop signs.

　　 Even in 2020, when Fang Nian accidentally returned to his hometown, there was still no parking lot or stop sign.

　　 The so-called station in the town is that all minibuses destined for different directions stay on the same two-way road and wait for passengers.

　　 There are cards on the front and rear windows of the minibus to mark the starting area and important places passing by.

　　 is divided into two types, commuting between different towns and towns and commuting between cities and counties.

　　 can roughly cover different township level units along the way.

　　 "The one who went to Daping got in the car and left!"

　　 "The one who went to the Tian family got in the car and left!"

"go with……"

　　 just walked into this street, the voice of the conductor shouting in the car came.

　　 The semi-public and semi-private minibuses are operated in a contracting manner similar to the money of urban taxis, earning more and earning less depends on the number of soliciting passengers.

　　 went one after another with Li Annan on the minibus bound for'Daping'.

　　 The scene in the car is like a mess in memory.

　　Most of these minibuses are second-hand cars purchased from different places. The doors do not have automatic devices, and they are manually opened and closed by the conductor.

　　 The number of seats is scarce, and the load is 19 people.

When 　　 meets the market, they are often crowded.

　　The seat is in the form of fabric-filled sponge, but there is no comfort when sitting on it.

　　 The overall experience is not very good. Without air conditioning, the windows may not work well.

　　 So it is generally hot in summer and cold in winter.

　　Because the road conditions and the suspension of the car body are not very good, the bumpiness during riding is very high.

　　 However, until 2020, minibuses like this will still be the only public transportation in Tangli Town, because businesses such as taxis cannot develop.

　　 Fangnian had good luck with Li Annan, and soon after getting in the car, the car started and left.

　　 "Where?"

　　 "Huajia."

　　 "2 yuan 5."

　　 "……"

On 　　 Township Road, the speed of vehicles is not fast, about forty to fifty kilometers per hour.

　　 Even so, Li Annan arrived in less than ten minutes.

"I go first."

　　 A few minutes after Li Annan got off the bus, Fang Nian also arrived at his destination, Huajia Market Street.

　　 said it was a bazaar, but it was actually a two-way main road running across it, with connected houses on both sides, so it developed into a bazaar.

　　 How did Fang Nian develop into this in the beginning, because no one cared.

　　 It has always been like this since memory.

　　 In summer, even the market is sparsely populated.

　　 often blow a fan in the house to enjoy the coolness.

After 　　 got off the bus, he waited and watched around the year. It was empty, and there were no stalls, let alone the buns that solicited customers in memory.

　　 But Fang Nian used the 11th road home in no hurry.

　　 He remembers that he still has 20 yuan in his pocket.

　　 also remember that Tangli and other places have always had motorcycle rental business.

　　 I quickly found this business in the market.

　　 had a few words with the driver.

　　 The driver replied: "It costs 10 yuan."

　　 "Okay."

　　 Then the motorcycle started booming, Fang Nian climbed up and whizzed and set off.

　　 "Fortunately, there is a backup, which is useful."

　　 If it weren't for the back up of 20 yuan, even if he remembered that he had a motorcycle rental, Fang Nian would still have to go back on the 11th road.

　　 Only nine minutes later, Fang Nian arrived at his villager group: Maoba villager group.

　　 climbed another uphill, and saw his home.

　　 From 2008 to 2020, the hometown has not changed much, and most of them are familiar.

　　 Aside from the hardening of a road less than two kilometers inside the villager group in about 13 years, there is little change.

　　 Fangnian quickly walked back to his home along the muddy soil. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 walked past the door of the neighbor's house, said hello, crossed a small mound of bamboo growing, and reached the north side of the house.

　　 Fangnian paused.

　　 looked at the two-story six-lane house within his sight, which was built together with his uncle's house when he was three years old.

　　 is separated by the hall, with uncle’s house on the south and Fang Nian’s house on the north.

　　 is shared in the hall. There is a shrine inside, dedicated to the deceased ancestor's tablet, and there are tables for sacrifices. They are not used daily, and only used during festivals.

　　 After more than 13 years of wind and rain, at the beginning of this century, the small white tiles on the walls of Maoba's fairly fashionable small tiles have fallen off.

　　 There are traces of wind and rain mottled inside and outside the whole building.

　　 On the north side of the small building is completely lined with bamboo trees, there is a house that is common in the southern countryside and is used to raise poultry such as chickens, ducks, geese and pigs.

　　 and the toilet on the inside-an old-fashioned pit where you can dig a hole and put a plank on it.

　　 Fang Nian's eyes were skipped. About seven or eight years later, the miscellaneous houses and small bamboo forests disappeared in history under the action of excavators.

　　 The small building on the side of Fang Nian's house was cut off and a small country house was built on the cleared land.

　　 Compared with the current appearance, Fang Nian remembered the appearance of the small villa more clearly.

　　 Looking at a small clearing overgrown with weeds and rocks, as well as the miscellaneous houses and bamboo forests that still exist, there is a sense of trance brewing in Fang Nian's heart.

　　 At this time, a voice came from the steps outside the hall at the other end: "Fang Nian, you are back."