When Yan Jiucheng woke up, he was lying on the bed in the hotel. He opened the curtains and found that he had returned to his hometown provincial capital.

I called the department of the state TV station. The station said that it had received a call from Yan Jiu, and had already approved his fake. The new employee went home to sort out some things before going over.

Even my mother couldn't hear the sound, and she mistakenly treated others as 90%, let alone colleagues from the Ministry of Human Resources whom she had only met once.

Now Yan Jiucheng is no longer surprised after hearing this.

He reached into his pocket and took out the glasses.

It is packed in thin translucent plastic bags, which seem to be very ordinary glasses.

"If you want to know how the expert was hit by a trauma, put this on." Gu Miqing's words were vivid in his mind.

There is no end to curiosity about such things. Once you see them, you will have no way to go back. Before you make up your mind, you have to go home. After experiencing those things, Yan Jiucheng wants to go home.

He stuffed his glasses back into his pocket.

He shook his head, threw the bizarre Lu Li behind his head, and picked up the phone: "Mom, I'll get home in two hours. Well, the national TV station has given me a few days off and come back to clean up."

It took two hours to take a bus from the provincial capital to the small county town. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived at my hometown county town. It was a little rainy. As soon as I got off the bus, I saw my mother standing at the gate of the station holding an umbrella and looking inside, her nose was red with a cold.

The autumn rain is cold and the biting cool.

The anxious mother, the moment she saw Yan Jiucheng, her whole body bloomed like a flame, and was not cold at all.

In fact, it only takes fifteen minutes to walk from the bus station to his home. The land where he grew up has no need to ask for someone to pick him up. However, whenever Yan Jiuzheng returns to his hometown, his mother will wait for him at the bus station. Whether it is the scorching heat or heavy snow, in the early morning or at night, she always stands on tiptoe and looks at picking him up.

No matter how many people come and go at the bus station, the short mother Yan can always find Yan Jiuzheng in the crowd at a glance.

"Boy! Mom is here!" Yan's mother shouted, waving her hand.

Suddenly, Yan Jiucheng's nose felt sore.

It was all my mother who came to pick him up, but she never came to the station to pick her up.

"It's pretty good. I actually sneaked into the national TV station." Yan's mother smiled and reached out to pat Yan Jiucheng on the back: "Your father has been showing off for several days, so he's so proud."

When passing by the glasses shop, Yan's mother glanced inside.

"Put your glasses, I always hear you say that the lenses are so exhausted that I can't see clearly." Yan Jiucheng said in his eyes.

Yan's mother is myopic. She has been wearing those glasses for ten years, and she can't spend her anymore. It's hard to watch TV. Now, a slightly better glasses cost more than a thousand yuan, so I can't bear it.

"No, no, no... You just started working, money..."

"Mom, I'm all a formal employee of the state TV station, it's okay." Yan Jiucheng said.

When he heard his son say this, Yan's mother smiled.

"Oh, your life is so good. Your son is so successful. National TV station!" The owner of the glasses shop said enviously when he heard this.

When Yan's mother heard this, she laughed even happier and said, "Oh, it's normal. My daughter was admitted to Tsinghua University. I don't know if she can be as good as her brother after graduation."

He really pretended to be modest and showed off his son and daughter. After showing off his son and daughter, he is old, so why don’t he just want his children to be successful?

After the glasses were ready, Yan's mother put them on and looked closer to the mirror. Suddenly, her smiling face stiffened.

"Ah? I..." She stared at herself in the mirror with wide eyes, and suddenly approached the mirror with disbelief and looked left and right again. She reached out and touched her face and quickly took off her glasses. She looked shocked and said, "Ah, it turns out that there are so many spots on my face, so ugly... When did my face have so many spots?"

After hearing what his mother said, Yan Jiucheng looked over carefully and suddenly found that his mother's face, especially the nose and corners of her eyes, had many brown spots.

It is age spots.

The glasses that Yan's mother wore on weekdays were blurry, and she had never looked at herself so seriously. She suddenly blushed when she took a clear glasses.

"Mom is old and becomes ugly." Yan's mother looked at Yan Jiucheng embarrassedly, a little helpless. At this moment, she was in her fifties like a panicked child.

When did the age spots climb onto my mother's face? It came with the white hair.

Unconsciously, it is unstoppable.

Yan Jiuzheng's nose felt sore after seeing it.

When I walked to the vicinity of my home, I watched my father standing under the corridor smoking a cigarette from a distance. When I saw Yan Jiucheng coming, I immediately threw the cigarette away.

Take two quick steps and raise your hand as soon as you get up.

"Oh, look at you, why are you so ignorant?!" As he spoke, his hand slammed into his head.

The familiar force made Yan Jiucheng confused. He almost doubted the reason why he was outstanding in human facial memory was whether his father had his head damaged and caused abnormal division of brain cells.

"Tell me, ah? Can you just take a leave to come back at your job at this national TV station? Then don't broadcast the news broadcast? You're so ignorant!"

This voice is louder than usual. When the birds on the tree are shocked by their father's voice, it is difficult for the neighbors around to hear it.

Yan Jiucheng touched his head, feeling embarrassed, as if the state TV station had no newcomer, he could not move.

"Dad, what does national TV station mean that I cannot be without me... Be low... Be low-key..." Yan Jiucheng was so embarrassed by his father's show-off. After all, the saliva of showing off was splashing like a shower. No wonder the book said that the flowers of the motherland need to be watered.

It will be flooded if you spray it again.

"Brother!" With a scream, the sister ran over like a bitched somersault cloud, and emphasized arrogantly, "It's so arrogant that you should be." He squeezed his father aside, pulled Yan Jiucheng's collar and rubbed it against his face. His round and chubby face was pressed tightly on Yan Jiucheng's face, and raised his cell phone in his hand: "Don't move, don't move! I have to post it on Moments! Meet the reporters from the state TV station for those who have never seen the public before!"

Well, this is really a bunch of flaunting spirits, passed down from ancestors.

Yan Jiucheng smiled, but there was a heavy feeling in his smile. He knew that he did not rely on his admission to the national TV station. The more his family showed off, the happier he felt, the more guilty he felt.

What guilty?

He doesn't know.

There are scenes of scientists dying strangely in my mind, but in front of me is the happiness worshipped by my father, mother and sister.

On one hand, there is a paradise of peaceful times, and on the other hand, there is a purgatory on the line of life and death.

"Tell my grandfather the good news." As soon as I entered the door, according to the customs of the old Yan family, Yan Jiucheng knelt in front of his grandfather's portrait.

Grandpa was a veteran who had been on the battlefield and had a military industry. When the sparks were sparking, there were still a few bullets inside. The bullets were taken out of the ashes, each one was kept as a souvenir. At this time, a broken shell was quietly placed next to the photo.

"Dad, your grandson did not embarrass the old Yan family! He was admitted to the state TV station! The state TV station!" Yan's father also knelt down, and was choked when he said this.

"Master, I...I'll take the exam...I..." Yan Jiucheng couldn't speak a little. He didn't pass the exam. He knew it well and felt that the grandfather in heaven knew it, so he couldn't say it.

"We must be proud of the old Yan family, and be in the journalist industry. We must speak to the people. Don't be afraid of power, do you know?" Yan's father instructed.

Yan’s father is not a journalist, and he doesn’t know that reporters are classified, and not every reporter interviews people’s livelihood.

In his concept, the reporters of the state television station should represent the country's best journalists and fighters who punish evil and promote good.

"Do more undercover investigations and reveal all the corrupt officials, scum entrepreneurs, etc. You can't be afraid of death or cowardly, you know." Yan's father said harshly and pointed at his grandfather's photo: "The children of the Yan family cannot embarrass the Yan family. They must be tough guys who are strong and unwilling to do things that insult the family."

Hearing this, Yan Jiucheng's breathing became rapid. He hurriedly kowtowed three times and stood up, looking at his father.

You can't be afraid of death, a tough guy with a strong bone, this is what my father said.

As a father, will your child really be born and die? Will you let your flesh and blood do extremely dangerous work in order not to insult your family?

Yan Jiucheng stood up, pretended to be a normal chat and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, I'm going to be a reporter as if I'm going to the front line, but now the war correspondents are really short of people. I heard from the next door that it's very dangerous, and maybe I'll die if I do."

"Battlefield reporter?" Yan's mother's face changed immediately when she heard this, and she immediately came over to look at Yan Jiucheng.

"Is that?" Yan Jiucheng looked solemn: "Just a few days ago, two Western reporters were blown up by the war zone."

Yan Jiucheng deliberately emphasized the four words "bloody and bloody".

As soon as the news came out, Yan's father saw it, he nodded. There was indeed such a thing. Two reporters had just gotten into the car and followed the army to shoot. After driving for less than two minutes, one of them came over. The car was destroyed and the people were burned and the scum was gone.

"Dad, if the TV station shoots me to the battlefield, would you let me go?" Yan Jiucheng asked. When he asked this, his heart beat fast: "If, I mean, if they really can't find anyone, I'm the most suitable condition in all aspects, but there is extremely dangerous there. Send me there. You guys, should I go, or just don't want this organization, save my life?"

If the parents say, then forget it, if you don’t go, Yan Jiucheng will throw away those glasses, stay at the state TV station honestly, and live a good life smoothly.

I am a little cowardly, but for my parents, I feel guilty, it's worth it.

Yan Jiucheng made up his mind, secretly clenched his fists in his pocket, and suddenly became sweaty.

The mood is very delicate.

It seems that I am afraid that my parents nodded, and I am afraid that my parents will not nod.

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