"Um."

Soon after, the Lamborghini was towed into a repair shop.

The tow truck boy told us: "This car is too expensive. Originally we were not willing to repair it, but since there is no shop here, we have to do it."

He Yidao: "Excuse me, how long does it take to practice?"

"It can take as little as ten minutes, or as long as 24 hours!"

"..."

I leaned against a truck and said with a smile, "This is a bad year!"

He Yi also chuckled: "That's right, it is indeed a bad fate, this is what happened."

As he said that, He Yi took a deep look at me and said, "How about you go home first, and I'll go there when the car is ready. Anyway, I already know how to get there."

I wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, my dad was alone at home, so I had to go back and sort it out first, so as not to let He Yi go over and think he was on Mars.

So I nodded and said, "Then I'll go back first and you wait a little longer. If you can't get the car before 5 pm, well, you can just take a taxi. There are still a few taxis in this town."

"Okay, go ahead, I'll have tea in the KFC over there first!"

"Um."

…

I sent He Yi to KFC. After confirming that the place was safe, I took a taxi home.

The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the village.

In the afternoon, there was no one around, and the weather started to get gloomy. Within a few minutes, it started to rain continuously. Stepping on the increasingly wet ground, I took a deep breath and set foot on the road home.

It was raining heavily, and the grass and trees in the courtyard of my house were deep and no one was taking care of it. There was a jujube tree in the yard. When I was very young, one of my great pleasures was to hit jujubes here with a bamboo pole.

But after so many years, the jujube tree has died, and the old tree roots are entangled in the grass, leaving mottled traces of time on the trunk. I still remember that year, my mother hugged me, lifted me high, and looked at the years.

As a child, I was waving the bamboo pole with a smile on my face.

My nose felt sore and I almost cried. My mother has been dead for many years, and the old jujube tree that should have been tall and graceful has also been dead for many years.

The sound of rain was heard, and the rainwater slid down my cheeks. I pushed open the rusty iron door, and saw my father's bleak figure sitting in a wheelchair under the eaves in front of the house, using a saw to pull the door open.

Covering the wooden board.

For so many years, my father has been doing his job alone. He is a carpenter, and everyone calls him Carpenter Lu.

Originally, I wanted to be a carpenter, but he decided to let me go to college. As a result, there was one less first-rate carpenter in the world and one more third-rate unemployed science student.

Stepping forward, I whispered: "Dad..."

My father raised his head, looked at me with his increasingly cloudy eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Lu Chen, you're back! Come in quickly, it's raining, why didn't you call me in advance!"

Putting down the man in his hand, my father pulled the wheelchair and let me into the house.

I took the towel and wiped my wet face, but I didn't know if it was rain or tears.

My heart was full of self-blame. I should have been at home with my father, but what could I do? After all, career and work were the world I should work hard for.

Dad looked at me and said with a smile: "Today is your mother's memorial day. I originally wanted to tell you not to come back because you are too busy, but your phone number is not working. Is it because your phone card is in arrears and you have to change it?"

I giggled and nodded: "Yes, I changed the card."

"Are you hungry? Can I make you something to eat?"

"I'm not hungry, Dad, stop being busy."

"It's okay, it'll be quick."

Dad entered the kitchen, and soon after, he brought out a bowl of scallion egg noodles and two egg yolks.

I was really not hungry, but I still picked up my chopsticks and took a sip of the noodle soup. It was very rich and fragrant.

Dad went back to his room, and soon came out with a small bag in his hands. Then he opened the bag and took out a card. It was the same card I sent home. He got it from He Yi.

Putting the card on the table, Dad took out a stack of old and new passbooks and said with a smile: "I haven't touched the money in your card. Nowadays, social competition is so fierce and housing prices are so high. I heard

It was said that the neighbor Xiaohei dated several girlfriends, but they finally broke up because they didn't have a house. Lu Chen, you are already 24, it's time to buy a house in the city."

"Also, I have saved some money over the years, no more, no less, just 80,000, which can barely help me. My father is old and useless. I can only do so much. After the down payment, everyone

You have to pay the mortgage yourself."

"By the way, your third aunt's Xiao Linzi has leukemia. I loaned her 40,000 yuan, or I could get more. I heard that the housing prices in Suzhou are very high. If it doesn't work out, let's go back to Yangzhou and buy it."

…

Tears welled up in my eyes. I held the noodles in my mouth, and the tears rolled down my face and fell into the bowl.
Chapter completed!