"Oh, that's not true! I'm from Yongping Town!"

The uncle said with regret, and then handed Zhang Yang the sixty yuan he had found.

"hehe!"

Zhang Yang himself also laughed. In fact, being from the same county and city is already a great deal. To think that he is from the same town would be too much.

"Hey, old man, how many years have you been here?"

After Zhang Yang knew that this old man was from his hometown, he wanted to chat with him a few more words. He had not heard this kind of local accent for a long time.

"It's been several years! My son was admitted to college a few years ago. There was no way, the tuition was too expensive, so I had to start a small business to earn some money for my son to go to school. I left all the work in the fields to his mother to take care of him.

With."

The uncle said with a sigh. His words touched Zhang Yang's inner world. What a familiar sentence. These words seemed to have been said by his father when he was about to go to college.

The difference is that he didn't let his father come out. There was too much farm work at home, and his father's legs and feet were inconvenient. How could he afford a job outside? Zhang Yang did not regret his original decision, although in the past four years,

It was very hard for him to work hard outside alone, but he knew that his parents at home were not having an easy time either.

The money his father can send him each time is only more than a thousand yuan a year, which is far from enough for his expenses in school. However, Zhang Yang has never complained to his father once. This is just because he knows this

More than a thousand yuan was already all the income his father had earned with all his strength. For this little more than a thousand yuan, the two of them might have had pickles and rice at home.

He had asked his father many times not to send him any more money, but his father was very stubborn. Every year when school started, he would deposit more than a thousand yuan into Zhang Yang's only account on time. Zhang Yang couldn't

Knowing how his father did it, he only knew that every time he got the money, tears would well up in his eyes.

"Young man, what happened?..."

Zhang Yang was lost in memories, but the uncle next to him suddenly became jealous when he saw him, so he shook his hand in front of his eyes.

"Oh... I'm sorry, uncle, you are a good father! I'm leaving first..."

After Zhang Yang said this, he turned around and left. He was afraid that if he heard another word from this "dad", he would burst into tears.

I haven’t seen my father and mother in four years?

While Zhang Yang was riding a tricycle back, he was thinking about his own thoughts. This time, he was aroused by this "dad" who came from the same place as him, and felt ripples in his heart.

The longing was out of control. He once didn't go back home for four years to save money. He used to call home once a month just to save money. Now everything should be over.

"Du...du...du..."

When Zhang Yang returned to his room, the first thing he did was to take out his phone and unplug the "go home" call.

"Hey, who is it?"

A very impatient voice came from the other end of the phone. Zhang Yang was not surprised when he heard it. He tried his best to use a polite voice and said: "Well, is it the village chief? I'm Yangzi. Could you please call my father?

Do you want to listen to the call?"

That's right, Zhang Yang's call wasn't from his own home. He was calling the only house in the village that had a phone - the village chief's house. Speaking of the village chief's house phone, it wasn't the corded one.

, that is, a mobile phone with a strong signal, otherwise you would not be able to make calls in such a remote place.

The village chief's phone calls are not given to you for free. Every time he answers the phone, he has to charge one yuan per minute. This is actually the reason why Zhang Yang rarely calls home. For no other reason than to save his father the money.

A few dollars, because he knew that a few dollars was enough for his father to share the food at home for several days.

"Hello? Yangzi?"

About three minutes later, Zhang Yang's father's voice finally came from the other end of the phone. Zhang Yang's house is actually less than ten meters away from the village chief's house. As long as his father is not doing farm work, he should have a minute.

You can get a call within a few minutes. But every time Zhang Yang calls back, his father's voice will always be heard after three minutes. There are not enough words to explain this to outsiders.

"Well, it's me, dad. Didn't you go to the ground?"

Zhang Yang felt very cordial when he heard his father's voice. He put aside his slight dissatisfaction with the village chief and focused on his father on the phone.

"Oh, your child, if I go to the ground, can I still talk to you? What's the matter? This phone is too expensive. If you don't have anything to do, don't talk!"

The words from the father on the other end of the phone made Zhang Yang a little bit dumbfounded. Didn't he just speak? He hadn't even said three sentences, and he was about to hang up now?

"Dad, don't worry, I have something to do!"

In fact, Zhang Yang didn't even think about what to say to his father. He just couldn't help but make the call because he missed his family.

"What's going on? I still have several bundles of firewood that I haven't chopped yet? It's almost dark..."

"Uh...what is mom doing now?" Zhang Yang couldn't think of anything to say for a moment, so he asked casually.

"She? What else can happen to her? Don't you know all about cooking and feeding pigs?" The father on the other end of the phone was already a little anxious. It's not that he didn't want to chat more with his baby. If

If possible, he actually wanted to take his child, whom he hadn't seen in four years, to have a good chat about the family affairs over the years. He just wanted to save a few dollars on the phone bill, not for him.

It was just for publicity, he thought it would be so expensive to make a phone call to publicity.

"Well, are your old legs and feet feeling better?"

Zhang Yang didn't care about the urging in his father's words. He hadn't greeted his father and mother for a long time, and he didn't know how his father's legs and feet were now.

"It's still the same, the same! It's okay, it won't affect the work in the fields!"

When the father on the phone said this, Zhang Yang actually shed two lines of hot tears unconsciously in his eyes. How could he still be unclear about his father's legs and feet? On weekdays, he would often be in pain all over his body when he went to the ground.

He was sweating, not to mention when it was windy and rainy. He didn't know what kind of belief he had been supporting his body over the years, and Zhang Yang felt like his heart was cut by a knife just thinking about it.

"Yangzi, have you been wronged outside?"

Zhang Yang's father didn't hear Zhang Yang speak for a long time. Instead, he faintly heard Zhang Yang sobbing. He immediately stopped hanging up the phone and asked with concern.

Zhang Yang saw that his father had misunderstood, he quickly wiped away the tears on his face, and then tried his best to regain his calm voice and said: "No...no, dad, I found a job!"

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