Early autumn in the mountains is the season for sleeping, especially in this morning when the autumn rains are drizzling, I feel sorry for God when I get up.

Sun Wenqu pulled the quilt, turned over, and buried his face in.

Outside the window, there was a noise of early workers preparing to start work, and footsteps were also heard in the corridor outside the door. He tried hard to regain a little bit of sleepiness that had scattered. He was a kind person and was very reluctant to let God down.

But it seems to be unsuccessful.

Sun Wenqu has always had a bad sleep and it is difficult to fall asleep. He sang a lullaby and several sheep finally coaxed himself. When the ants in the room burped, he woke up immediately.

Since he was thrown away by his father, he has not slept soundly for three years.

I was woken up by workers at six o'clock in the morning. If I were not woken up by workers, I would be woken up by Manager Zhang next door. Even if these people were not moving, the chickens raised in the bungalow opposite could be opened and woke him up after four o'clock.

It's like a whistle.

I still couldn't stop laughing.

As usual today, I couldn't sleep. Not only could I not sleep, but I couldn't even get confused. The door of his room was knocked on.

There were three clangs, and then a full voice: "Manager Sun! Someone is looking for you!"

You can tell from the sound that this person is Lao Liang. He was here since my father's clay site, which was picked up by the day he was working on. He spoke like thunder, and he didn't have to take action when fighting.

"I haven't gotten up..." Sun Wenqu replied in a dragging his voice.

"Who is looking for him?" Manager Zhang's voice rang.

"A man named Ma Liang." Lao Liang said.

"Ma Liang?" Manager Zhang was obviously unfamiliar with this name and seemed to be thinking.

Liangzi?

Sun Wenqu suddenly pulled his head out of the quilt.

Manager Zhang doesn't know Ma Liang, but this name has a very different meaning to him at this moment, and it can instantly make people jump off the bed with a quilt and open the door with a shorts.

"Ma Liang?" Sun Wenqu asked again at Lao Liang outside the door. The cold autumn wind that poured in from the corridor made him get goosebumps all over.

"...Yes, Ma Liang, he said his name is Ma Liang," Lao Liang glanced up and down, "Be careful of the cold, didn't you just have a fever last month?"

"Where is he?" Sun Wenqu turned around and went back to the room, pulled his clothes and pants from the chair beside the bed, and put them on his body.

"It's in the engineering department office." Lao Liang said.

Sun Wenqu didn't ask any more questions, took his coat and walked out of the house and ran downstairs, heading straight to the engineering department office opposite the dormitory building.

This engineering department used to be called the command center. After he came, he changed it. He dug some kaolin and set up a command center. He didn't know that he thought they were digging trenches.

Ma Liang was standing outside the office, wearing sunglasses, and he could see his blooming smile from afar.

"Why are you here?" Sun Wenqu walked to him and raised his hand and took off his sunglasses. "It's not easy to say a bite and pretend to be blind."

"I'll come, pick you up... pick you up," Ma Liang laughed twice, thought for a while, and came over and hugged him hard, "I'm thin... I'm thin, you."

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything, raised his hand and wanted to see the time, but found that he didn't carry his watch.

"Let's go." Ma Liang took out a car key from his pocket and put it in his hand.

"Now?" Sun Wenqu put the sunglasses frame back on Ma Liang's face and looked back. Manager Zhang was standing in the corridor on the second floor and looking at him.

"Oh, of course...now," Ma Liang also looked over there, "then brother... brother, look, I've been watching for a long time. If I don't leave, I should... report the letter to the old man."

"I just got up and haven't washed up yet," Sun Wenqu rubbed his face, "Why did you come?"

"Driving." Ma Liang pointed at the car key in his hand.

Sun Wenqu looked at the car keys, turned his head and headed to the second floor behind him to look. Manager Zhang was walking towards the stairs at the end while making a phone call.

It probably was a report.

He frowned and slapped Ma Liang on the shoulder: "Go."

"Dong, don't take things, ah?" Ma Liang asked.

"No," he said.

Although he had been here for three years, there was basically nothing in his house. Apart from a few pieces of changing clothes, there were also a bunch of kaolin materials, maps, etc. He could flip through them while he was idle, and he was curled up, looking like a family tree that had been rummaging for more than a hundred years.

He was just idle here, without him taking care of the accounts, without him taking care of people, and without him taking care of the soil. Manager Zhang usually dragged him to the construction site to wander around. How much soil is like, how much is this batch, and how good the quality is, my dad just holds him in his arms.

He agreed to stay for three years, and today is October 9th, which is exactly three years.

I originally thought about contacting Ma Liang in two days and asked him to come and get him away, but I didn't expect that Ma Liang was more anxious than him and came over with the time.

He glanced at Ma Liang who was following him, and was worthy of being the Tiezi who was kicked out of the "master's sect" by his father for his sake.

However, after the two of them walked out of the yard, Sun Wenqu was stunned when he saw the car parked next to the mound at the door: "What's this?"

"Car." Ma Liang said.

"You drove in this car?" Sun Wenqu looked at the car in front of him and looked down at the car keys in his hand, making sure he was right, "You drove the Beetle here? You are quite capable! You didn't scratch the chassis!"

"I'm anxious, no... I haven't found it, don't, another car." Ma Liang said.

"I don't drive this thing," Sun Wenqu turned around and walked back. "There must be a shell left in the middle of the road. I don't want to walk, it's still raining."

"Ask, ask, ask...Sun Wenqu!" Ma Liang was anxious when he saw him like this, and came over and grabbed him, "Don't be too big, the eldest master, the old man is going to regret it. If you stop him, you will... have to... three years."

Sun Wenqu stopped, looked in the yard, turned his head to look at the road outside, and finally got into the car with his teeth.

"Why don't you drive?" He asked Ma Liang after starting the car.

"You old, veteran, please go." Ma Liang said, looking back with some concern.

"I haven't touched a car for three years," Sun Wenqu drove the car out. He ran into a pit less than ten meters away. He almost bit his tongue, "This road is worse than when I came."

"I asked you to pull it, pull it... the dirt car is pressed." Ma Liang smiled and grabbed the seat belt with his hands.

I drove the car out of the small road and rushed all the way to the "big road". This road was only half a meter wider than the one outside the engineering department's yard. It used to be a cement road, but now it is apart from mud and stones and pits.

"Your hand, don't you take your phone, right?" Ma Liang suddenly remembered and asked while holding his seat belt.

"I didn't take anything except people," Sun Wenqu looked at the rearview mirror. No one caught up with me. A yellow mud-stone road stretched behind the car, leaving no one. "I don't usually use the phone, so it doesn't matter whether I take it or not."

"You are old, old...that, here," said Ma Liang, "and still have the number."

Sun Wenqu glanced at him, didn't say anything, but just patted him on his shoulder.

It is said that people like him who have lived in this place suddenly and suddenly left after three years, but they have no idea. They can only leave quickly. The car was driving in the rain while driving.

There was ash and soil on both sides of the road, and the grass and bushes that grew were all white. It was raining from last night to now, and it was not able to wash out the original green leaves.

I have been in such a place for three years and I am really persevering.

Those who can compete with their own father to this level are probably no one else except him.

"Why don't you stop him!" Sun Zhengzhi shouted with the phone and slapped the desk again.

Sun Yao, who was sitting on the sofa on the reception desk, was startled and almost fell to the ground. She stood up and walked to her father's side, waved her hand at him.

Sun Zhengzhi hung up the phone and threw his cell phone on the desk, turned to look at her: "Do you know this?"

"I don't know," Sun Yao frowned, "even if I know, I won't let Liangzi pick him up."

"That's your sister!" Sun Zhengzhi couldn't suppress his anger and sat on the chair hard.

"It may not be Jiayue," Sun Yao went over and poured him a glass of water. "It's not surprising that Liangzi has such a strong relationship with him."

"Where did his car come from? Zhang Bing said he was driving a Beetle! Where did Ma Liang get the Beetle? He only had a broken bread or a second-hand one!" Sun Zhengzhi slapped the table again.

Sun Yao didn't say anything.

"Everyone is really good!" The blue veins on Sun Zhengzhi's forehead were beating, "It's really good!"

"Dad," Sun Yao stopped before walking behind him and pinched him gently, "Why do you think you are so arrogant? I'll say you don't like to listen... Wenqu has been there for three years, and this is what you said. Now three years have passed, and it's normal for him to come back."

"Don't help him!" Sun Zhengzhi slapped her hand and stood up, "I said I would stay for three years, but he would come back after three years. I'll let someone ask him to go back and stay for another three years! This unpleasant thing is not long for thirty years!"

"Dad," Sun Yao sighed, "When will you do this? Wenqu hasn't been home for three years. It's the New Year in just two months... My mother misses him so hard..."

"So what," Sun Zhengzhi looked at her, sneered, interrupting her, "Do you think he will go home for the New Year?"

Sun Yao didn't say anything anymore, stood up and left the office after a moment of silence, told the secretary outside the door to send a cup of ginseng tea and left.

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything along the way. The Beetle's chassis was too low. It would rain for another two days. He and Ma Liang would definitely get caught in a car. Maybe they were caught by their father's people and went back to the trench construction site.

Moreover, the bumpy road was so terrifying that he was afraid that his mouth would knock his teeth when he spoke. His neat and white teeth would not be damaged. Someone had come to him to take toothpaste advertisements before.

After being on the road for more than an hour, he finally got on the flat road, he breathed a sigh of relief, pulled his seat belt, and asked Ma Liang: "Where did the car come from?"

"Borrow, borrowed," said Ma Liang, and pulled the seat belt, touched a cigarette and prepared to light it up, "I borrowed it for you, you can just open it."

"Don't talk to me," Sun Wenqu reached out and took the cigarette from his mouth and threw it out the window, "Tell me, my second sister's is still my mother's."

"No." Ma Liang put the cigarette case back in his pocket.

"Ryozi, I've known you for so many years," Sun Wenqu looked at him, "This should be Sun Jiayue's car... is it hers or did she buy it for me?"

Ma Liang glanced at him, was silent for a while before saying, "Buy it for...you."

"I don't want it," Sun Wenqu tsk, "it's like sitting in a shoe box."

"Ask...ask, ask..." Ma Liang sighed and turned to him.
To be continued...