Chapter 340 Returning to Bai Nan

There are only two buses from Minghai City to Bainan County every day in the morning and afternoon.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Yi got into the car, carrying only a bag and a peaked cap, and put a few textbooks in the bag pretendingly.

If I go home without a book, my mother will probably say a few words.

Originally, Da Zhuang planned to drive Lin Yi back by himself.

In Da Zhuang's eyes, Lin Yi is simply his reborn parents.

But Lin Yi simply refused.

The car bumped all the way.

The bus running in Bainan County is still an old-fashioned bus many years ago. The whole car can only hold twenty-four people at most. The seats are old and the windows are somewhat dilapidated.

The journey took about one and a half hours. Since the road from Minghai City to Bainan County, and the driver chose to take the highway instead of the expressway in order to save 20 yuan tolls, the time was lengthened by a considerable amount. More than half an hour.

The bus stopped and went, and the woman selling tickets leaned against the door. People got on the bus from time to time along the way, and most of the journeys were short distances.

The surrounding scene ranges from high-rise buildings in the city to a field of rice fields. You can see rolling mountains as far as you can see. Rows of low houses are lined up along the roadside, surrounded by children on bicycles shouting back and forth.

When passing through the small towns along the way, there are still many old people selling along the street.

Most of these people have a slightly old appearance.

At 5:10 in the afternoon, the bus arrived at Bainan County Station, and Lin Yi got off the bus with his bag on his back.

"In my last life, I spent my entire childhood here. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed by. Unexpectedly, there is still a chance to come back here."

Lin Yi looked at the dilapidated waiting hall in front of him. Because it was already late, there were more travelers who had just arrived in the station. Besides, there were some station staff who were cleaning.

"Where are you going, do you want to take three rounds?"

"Son, do you want to take a car?"

"Do you want to take a car?"

As soon as he walked out of the station, a group of people rushed up, chattering.

The most common means of transportation in Bainan County, apart from battery cars and bicycles, are three-wheeled small cars. The front is the same as a motorcycle, and a passenger compartment is installed at the back. Each car is not very big.

In the past, the price for one trip was two yuan, but after the economic development, the price also began to rise, and became five yuan per trip.

In such a small county, taxis are used for small long-distance trips, and three-wheelers are basically used for short-distance trips, and the entire county does not occupy a large area.

"No thanks."

Lin Yi shook his head and passed the message from the crowd.

It was after five o'clock, and it was still dark. When we left the station, we were surrounded by dilapidated small high-rise buildings, and there were quite a few people. Children on bicycles could be seen chasing each other everywhere on the road.

Walking on the way home, Lin Yi looked at everything around him, both familiar and unfamiliar, and walked in an uneasy pace. With Lin Yi's disposition, seeing all this, his heart was inexplicably hot.

The more you step on the sword and see the prosperity, the more you can understand the value of the ordinary.

When passing a snack street,

Lin also bought a few mutton skewers and a serving of fried noodles plus a bottle of iced Coke. The mutton skewers and fried noodles required spicy.

"It's still the same taste. The mutton skewers that I used to love most cost at least three yuan a skewer, and six yuan a serving of fried noodles. At that time, I was reluctant to eat it. Thinking about it now, it's like yesterday."

Lin Yi sighed in his heart.

When he had no money before, Lin Yi also fantasized about being able to have a lot of money, not for his own enjoyment, but because he wanted to give Zheng Jiayun a better life, but the cruelty and paleness of reality once made Lin Yi feel depressed.

Lin Yi felt very sad every time he saw Zheng Jiayun looking tired all day long after getting off work, cooking, cleaning and doing housework.

"Mom, now that Xiaoyi has grown up, he can protect you."

Lin Yi took a sip of Coca-Cola, and the cold feeling went down his throat, piercing his heart, and his eyes were determined.

Throwing the cans into the trash can by the road, Lin also headed for home.

Lin Yi's home is located in the east of Bainan County, where there are rows of small one-story houses, each about sixty square meters.

Most of the people living here are poor people in Bainan County.

For so many years, Bainan County has developed rapidly, and various houses have been demolished and rebuilt, but these things have little to do with Zheng Jiayun, who works hard.

Zheng Jiayun's salary is only more than 2,000 a month. Normally, every month, except for living expenses, Lin Yi's living expenses, and some school supplies, there is basically no money left.

For so many years, in such a big place like Bainan County, wages have not risen, but housing prices have been rising steadily. From more than 1,000 flats at the beginning, it has risen to more than 6,000 flats. In better places, even It has reached more than 8,000.

This kind of deformed housing price can only make the poor poorer and the rich richer, and the local government has not regulated it. Those real estate developers have made a lot of money, but the people with no money at the bottom seem to be forever Trapped in the slums, unable to get out.

Countless fragments flashed through Lin Yi's mind, and rows of dilapidated bungalows could already be seen before his eyes.

Those bungalows looked dilapidated from a distance, and they were even more dilapidated when they went inside.

"Xiao Yi, are you back? Are you okay outside?"

Not far away, a middle-aged woman with a vegetable basket came over, and when she saw Lin Yi, her face brightened.

"It's okay, isn't it a holiday?"

Lin Yi smiled. The name of the middle-aged woman in front of her was Cai Hua, who was about the same age as Lin Yi's mother, Zheng Jiayun. At that time, Lin Yi was very young and hadn't started school yet. A lot of time is spent by Cai Hua's side, and Cai Hua helps to lead.

Cai Hua opened a chess and card room at home, and usually relied on pulling people around him to play mahjong together, earning a table fee of 40 yuan for each mahjong game to make ends meet.

She has a son who went out to serve as a soldier three years ago and entrusted him with a lot of connections.

"Oh, I asked your mother. I asked her why you haven't come back after vacation. I'm still worried about what happened to you."

"By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I bought fish tonight and let's eat together. I haven't seen you for a long time. You've grown up. It's good to grow up."

Cai Hua babbled, with a simple smile on his face.

"I've already eaten, let me get it for you."

Lin Yi took the vegetable basket from Cai Hua's hand and walked towards home together.

"Oh, it really feels like I haven't seen you for a long time. Xiao Yi is quite sensible. I asked your mother a while ago. Your mother said that you went out to participate in any competitions?"

"It's good to be able to participate in the competition. Don't be like your brother. If you don't study hard, you will end up serving in the army. You are still in the army!"

The elder brother of Lin Yi mentioned by Cai Hua is her son named Cai Donglai. Cai Hua divorced her husband because of domestic violence in the early years and lived alone with Cai Donglai.