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After crossing the Yangtze River Bridge, even if you enter the city, people, cars, music... will come to your face.

Feng Yiping looked out the car window greedily, the passers-by were walking in a hurry, the crowded bicycle wave, the cars passing by one after another, the congested intersection, the traffic lights that were "dripped" and the high-lighted buildings, the brightly lit shops... He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the familiar and modern taste inside. It was not easy, and finally he saw the long-lost big city again!

The first impression is that the provincial capital at this time was a large rural area under construction.

Looking around, there are not many tall buildings, and you can see from here to the far side without any obstacles. In the distance, under the sunset, there are also many old houses with gray and yellow colors, mixed with many green trees in the middle.

But this big countryside is full of vitality and full of vitality. Especially in the area along the river, the original villages and farmlands, construction sites one by one, tower cranes one by one.

The shuttle bus is waiting for a red light at an intersection. On the side of Feng Yiping, an old community seems to be demolishing. A green mesh is being pulled up on this side of the road, and there are ruins in the demolition.

This is very common on the way to the station.

After all, it is a provincial capital, and it can also be described as "traffic" on the road. Needless to say, motorcycles can still be steadily and vigorously on the main road. The cars driving on the road have clear edges and corners, unlike the streamlined shape that was later.

Later, the "three olds" were collectively called, and there were many running on the road, but they were not old at all at this time and were in their prime. Most of the other cars were imported, and Feng Yiping took a look at it briefly, including the Mercedes-Benz, BMW and Audi logos in Europe, Lincoln, Cadillac Chevrolet in the United States, and Toyota, Honda, Nissan in Japan, and none of them were left behind.

Although Feng Yiping is a fan, he doesn't know much about the current model. He just surpassed the s600. He doesn't know which generation it was. The red BMW there has four big round eyes, and the two are so small in the middle. The two are not as big as the other one. What kind of series are there? The black-plate car is almost six meters long, and the white Cadillac is even less known. As for the blue Chevrolet business car, the bullet shape is very modern and sharp, and he can't call it a name.

On both sides of the road, shops have been replaced with large glass walls, and the door heads are not the same as before. Many of them have also replaced with various light boxes.

This road in front of the long-distance bus station is very lively.

There were crowds of people on both sides, and buses were one by one in the middle of the road. After driving for a while, you had to stop and wait for a while. Both sides of the road were full of restaurants and hotels. It was when business was good, and there were a lot of people coming in and out.

In the store next to it, Zhou Huajian was singing "Flower Heart" lightly. In the store next door, Jacky Cheung sang "Kiss Goodbye" affectionately. In another store, Li Chunbo played the guitar and sang "Xiaofang" with thick and long braids. There was also a store, Yang Yuying sang softly, "Let me tell you gently"...

These rare songs later were in full swing at this time.

Feng Yiping looked at all this in a daze, noticing that as the shuttle buses frequently stopped and stopped, Mei Qiuping's face was getting worse and worse.

After entering the station, the bus fell down several times, and the bus finally stopped at the designated position. When the door was pushed open by the air valve, Mei Qiuping could no longer help it. She didn't care about her son and the things she brought, covered her mouth and ran down the back door, and vomited in front of a trash can.

Feng Yiping looked at her pale face and saw a mother next to him pulling the child, covering her nose and looking disgusted, feeling a little sad.

Mei Qiuping is not so sentimental. She stood by the trash can for a while and was no longer disgusting. She wiped her mouth and ran into the car. She carried two snakeskin bags herself and asked Feng Yiping to take two bags, one big and one small, and said to her son happily, "Let's go, go where we live!"

The mother and son, big bags, squeezed out of the station from the crowd, walked from the crosswalk in front of the station to the other side, walked forward for a while, and stopped behind the bus stop.

The peak period has passed, and there are not many people in the car at this time.

Mei Qiuping lowered her head and found a clean place on the ground, put the two bags on her shoulders on the ground, and then took the two bags on Feng Yiping's hand and placed them on it. "If you are hungry, bear it, you will be almost there."

After waiting for a while, Mei Qiuping took him on a blue and white tram. On the top of the middle of the tram, two power poles were like two braids that were raised.

There were not many people in the car, "Go back!", and when they saw them get in the car, the driver said.

Mei Qiuping took him carefully through the middle aisle, and went straight to the last row, putting everything on the ground.

The aunt with a military green bag came to sell the tickets. She kicked the bag on the ground, "You have so much luggage, you have to collect one more person's ticket!"

Mei Qiuping probably tried bargaining a lot before, but now she knows that it is useless to say it, so she took out money from her pocket and bought three tickets.

Sitting down and wiped the sweat with her sleeves, Mei Qiuping said to Feng Yiping, "We are going to take eight stops, change another car, and take seven stops to arrive. Your father will definitely prepare the meal now."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry," Feng Yiping unscrewed the can and gave his mother water.

I just drove three stops, and not far from the station, the car suddenly stopped. The ticketed aunt skillfully took out a broom from under the small table board, cursing while walking, "The guys who eat and do not do personnel in the second repair factory have been repaired so many times, but they still haven't repaired it. Today, I must complain not to let them deduct a month's bonus. These guys don't know how great these guys are!"

She walked under the power pole, opened the car window next to her, and drilled out her upper body, poked it up with a broom a few times. Feng Yiping saw sparks splashing, and then with a sound, the car slowly started.

Haha, she probably did a lot of things like this.

After getting off the tram and boarding another bus, when they finally got off at the station near the rental house, it was already past eight o'clock. Mei Qiuping cheered up and carried two bags on her shoulders, and said to Feng Yiping, "The alley in front is here, and you will arrive soon."

As soon as I entered the alley, there was a strong atmosphere of life, children were making noise, and adults were making noise. A woman happened to go out to brush the pot of water. When she saw Mei Qiuping, she greeted her warmly, "Oh, Sister Mei, you are back, is this your son? You are so old!"

Mei Qiuping turned her head from under the bag and said to her, "Yes, I'm in junior high school. Are you just finished your meal?"

"Yeah," the woman shouted at the door with a pot in her hand, "Old Feng, your wife and son are here, why don't you come out and pick it up?"

Feng Yiping has seen through this person, very enthusiastic, but they are all fake. If you have time, won’t you come to help pick up a bag?

Not far ahead, Feng Zhenchang, wearing a white sweatshirt, ran out of the house, "Are you back?"

He took the bag from Mei Qiuping's shoulder and saw Feng Yiping behind him. Even though Feng Zhenchang had always been cold to the child, he smiled happily when he saw his son who had not seen him for half a year, "Is Yiping here too?"

Mei Qiuping took the two bags Feng Yiping took to her, "Go back to the house first, I'm tired and hungry!" (A good activity with pie falling from the sky, a cool phone is waiting for you to get it! Follow the ~Dian/Official Account (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter dd), and participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now follow the dd WeChat official account now!)

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