C14 Home(1)

After the incident with Liang Liang running away from home, Jiang Bin felt as if he had lost his soul. After this summer, it was time for the child to go to school. After going to school, it was not as simple as giving him food, clothes, and warmth. Who would care about the child? Would Grandma Wang, who was in her 70s, be able to? She might be able to receive him every day. Now that the child was in school, the teachers arranged a lot of homework every day. Parents had to check their homework and sign their signatures every day. They didn't know how many characters Grandma had. Definitely not.

Bring Liang Liang to the northeast? Jiang Bin shook his head like a rattle drum. Although he spent more than half a year at the Northeast construction site. But the factory was here, and the nursery was here. The more he thought about these practical problems, the more annoyed he became. He could not figure out what was going on.

He thought of his junior high school classmate, Sister Fang Lin, who was in the neighboring village. Her son had drowned two years ago. The pain of losing his son made it difficult for her to extricate herself from the suffering of washing her face with tears all day long. A few months ago, her husband had asked someone to bring a message over. He really wanted to adopt her.

Jiang Bin was very conflicted. He had raised a child for seven years, and now he suddenly said that he would give it to someone else. He was a little reluctant, but he could not bear to keep it by his side. Again. . . Cough!

Sister Fang Lin's family's financial situation was average, but she was gentle and kind. This was exactly what Liang Liang needed. Jiang Bin thought about it. Liang Liang and Fang Lin lived together. At least the child had a complete family.

Making such a decision was painful. It was as if he had a serious illness and his whole body was powerless.

Time passed really quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was already midsummer. It was time for the child to leave. Liang Liang was about to go to primary school. He had to give him some time to adapt to his new home.

Jiang Bin felt restless when he thought of Liang Liang leaving tomorrow. His heart felt empty.

A few days ago, he had specially rushed to Jiangzhou City to buy a large bag of clothes and daily necessities for Liang Liang. Now, he clumsily dug out the bag to see what else was missing. He also knew that. . . The child went "home," not to travel. . . He knew that he was worried, but he just couldn't let it go. He felt that he had let the child down by doing this. He should do something for Liang Liang!

The next morning, the sun had just risen. The small gatekeeper was so hot that people couldn't breathe. The people hiding in the trees kept shouting in a strange tone, which made them very annoyed.

The appointed time was almost up, and Jiang Bin was getting more and more irritated. He had mixed feelings in his heart, and the sweat on his forehead kept dripping down. He used his finger to wipe the sweat off his forehead and flung it to the side. He deliberately put on a smile and patted Bian Liang's head. He said meaningfully, "Liang Liang, your parents are here to pick you up today. Tomorrow. We'll go to the police station to settle the transfer procedures for you. When you go back, you must come back often to see my father and son. Remember, although from today onwards, Your name is no longer 'Jiang Liang' and it has changed to 'Bian Liang'. This is still your home, and I'm still your father. " He patted Bian Liang's shoulder affectionately. "Dad has been working in the Northeast for a long time, and hasn't taken good care of you. Don't hate Dad for not keeping you company. " As he spoke, His throat was choked, and tears welled up in his eyes. He pretended to wipe his sweat and turned his back to his face, then secretly wiped his tears.

Today, Liang Liang wore a brand new blue and white short-sleeved suit. He lay on the writing desk in the gatehouse with tears in his eyes and did not make a sound. He stared at the dazzling sunlight outside the window and stared blankly. He wondered what his parents looked like. Why did they not want him back then?

Grandma's tears had long since gone out of control. With tears in her eyes, she quietly packed her things for the light. The door was shrouded in a solemn and sorrowful atmosphere. Only the hanging fan on the roof was swaying and swaying, making people dizzy.

Grandma Wang had raised Liang Liang since he was a child. Even her own grandson had never brought Liang Liang like this. Now that she suddenly wanted to give Liang Liang to someone else, her heart ached. She really wanted to cry to her heart's content.

She did not know when it started, but her scream became intermittent like a moan. Her lazy voice spread into the room, and the room was filled with endless sadness.

Grandma Wang packed her bright things and started to pack her luggage. Both of them had reached the age of forty and had a new home in the morning. It was time for her and the old man to go home.

Around nine o'clock, a skinny man rode a bicycle to the factory entrance. The middle-aged woman in the backseat jumped down.

She was Jiang Bin's classmate, Sister Fang Lin. Her face was small and thin, and her forehead was covered in sweat. Her floral shirt was covered in sweat. When she stepped into the door, her pair of phoenix eyes stared at Liang Liang. She pounced on him and shouted, "Liang Liang, Mom is here to pick you up. "

She squatted down and reached out to grab Liang Liang's hand. She placed her other hand on Liang Liang's shoulder and said to the child with deep affection, "Child, Mommy will bring you home. "

Liang Liang was obviously shorter and thinner than his peers. Fang Lin's younger sister felt heartache and guilty as she said, "It's mother's fault. It was mother who accidentally lost you. Child, mother will definitely compensate you in the future. " After saying that, she hugged the child in her arms.

Liang Liang struggled hard and pushed away the sudden stranger. He ran to the side and hugged his grandmother's waist. With a frightened and uneasy gaze, he hid from the person who tried to hug him in front of him.

Jiang Bin saw this and went forward to remind his son, "Liang Liang, she's your mother. Hurry and call her mother!"

Fang Linmei opened her arms again and looked forward to hugging Liang Liang. "Good child! Come! Come to Mommy!"

Jiang Bin's eyes turned red as he said to Liang Liang, "Hurry up and shout! Didn't you always want to see your parents?"

Liang Liang hugged his grandmother's waist and did not move. He raised his head and looked at his grandmother before looking at his grandfather beside him. His pleading eyes were filled with fear and uneasiness.

Grandma wiped the sweat off Liang Liang's neck and said slowly with hot tears in her eyes, "Child, it's your mother. Call her mother!"

Sister Fang Lin smiled and waved her hands at Liang Liang. "Child! Come! Let Mommy hug you!" Seeing that Liang Liang did not move, she slowly walked over and gently pulled his little hand, slowly hugging him in her arms.

"Call me mom! Hurry and call me mom!" Jiang Bin urged.

Liang Liang suddenly started to cry. Tears of grievance and coquettishness flowed onto his little face. He vaguely called out, "Mom! . . . "

Fang Lin's sister was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes. "Hey! Liang, don't cry! Liang, don't cry! Let's go home, let's go home!" She swayed for a moment and finally picked up Liang. She struggled to walk out of the door.

After taking a few steps, Fang Linmei saw her husband who was standing next to her. She suddenly realized something and put down Liang Liang. She held his hand and walked in front of Bian Jiansheng. She smiled and said to him, "Liang Liang, this is your father. Hurry up and call him daddy. "

Bian Jiansheng was thin, tall, and weak, and his face was slightly yellow. Liang Liang was next to Fang Linmei, and his big, protruding eyes were constantly on the so-called daddy's face. Under everyone's encouragement, the corner of Liang Liang's mouth twitched a few times, and he barely managed to call out "Father. "

"Sigh! 'A smile appeared on Bian Jiansheng's face. He bowed and gently caressed the child's head. " Come, let's go home with our parents. "

Bian Liang was like a mosquito. A buzzing sound of "father" rang out. Jiang Bin heard it like a clap of thunder. His son, who had called him "father" for seven years, instantly lost him. He felt a suffocating pain in his heart.

Bian Jiansheng and Fang Linmei each held Bian Liang's hand and walked out of the gatehouse with a smile on their faces. They walked towards the bicycle under the roof.

Jiang Bin immediately chased after them. "Wait. " He pulled Liang Liang over and handed him over to Grandma Wang.

Grandma took the small red radio from the bedside table over. "Liang Liang, this radio is your favorite. You've been fighting with Grandpa over it. Take it with you!" She didn't have anything to light up for. This palm-sized thing wasn't worth much, it was just a thought for the child.

Liang Bian held the radio in a daze. He looked at his grandmother and cried, "Grandma!" He threw himself into his grandmother's arms.

Jiang Bin took a bag from the side and took out a pink cloth bag. He handed it to Sister Fang Lin and carried it on his back. He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "This is his only thing. "

When Sister Fang Lin opened it, she saw a piece of square bed sheet. She understood what he meant. She quickly wrapped it up and put it in her black bag.

Jiang Bin passed a small bag to Fang Linmei. "This is for the light. "

Sister Fang Lin opened the newspaper and saw a stack of unsealed money. She hurriedly said, "No, no. "

Jiang Bin said, "Give it to Liang Liang and buy some food for him. " He blocked Fang Linmei's hand.

Sister Fang Lin still returned the money to Jiang Bin. Logically speaking, she should have given him the pension.

Jiang Bin turned around to look at Liang Liang and said in a low voice, "It's not for you. It's for the child. " His attitude was sincere.

Fang Lin no longer refused and reluctantly accepted it.

Fang Linmei held her bright hand and walked out of the factory. Bian Jiansheng pushed his bicycle to the side while Jiang Bin followed behind them, his face full of disappointment. After walking seven or eight meters, Liang Liang suddenly broke free of Fang Linmei's hand and ran back. He threw himself into his grandmother's arms and hugged her tightly. Grandma! Milk! Milk!"

Grandma's heart shattered, and tears flowed out again.

" Grandma, come with me! Let's go together! " The bright cry that came from her heart added to the sadness of parting.

How could Grandma Wang not want to? Her heart was in pain. She could only pretend to be calm and tightly hugged the child. She sobbed and said, "Liang Liang, listen to me. Don't cry. Grandma will definitely go and see you. You also have to come and see Grandma! " Tears streamed down her face.

Grandma's rough and trembling hands held onto the bright and tender little hands, and she helplessly handed them over to Sister Fang Lin's hands. "Liang Liang, when you go back, you must listen to your parents' words. "

Liang Liang sat on the horizontal bar in front of the bicycle and Bian Jiansheng pushed the bicycle out of the factory slowly.

Jiang Bin's eyes lit up under the hot sun and gradually disappeared. He once again experienced the feeling of being separated from life and death, as if a knife was being twisted in his heart. Even though he was mentally prepared, The pain of losing was stuck in his chest and he could not get rid of it for a moment. He turned his head and accidentally saw that the door was empty. He could no longer control his emotions. He patted his head and coughed loudly. He cursed himself in his heart. What was he doing? Ah? Tears rolled down his black square face.

He suddenly thought of something and shouted loudly, "Lighting up! Daddy's phone is on! It's always on!"

Liang Liang silently held the red radio in his hands as he lay on the front of the car. When he heard his dad shouting from afar, tears trickled down his face. He turned his head again and looked reluctantly at their figures gradually disappearing into the distance at the factory entrance.

Sister Fang Lin carried the child's luggage and sat in the backseat. An old bicycle carried the family of three and rode towards Xiping Town's East Bridge Village.

The bright light at the age of seven had once again begun his new life journey.