From morning to morning to afternoon, Guan Xueheng took countless trains and watched thousands of passengers squeeze out of the station with excitement, but he didn't find that familiar figure.

Guan Xueheng's excitement at the beginning gradually became anxious and then numb. He had poor eyesight and was so blurred that his eyes were clear.

At night, Guan Xueheng was a little hungry again, so he took out the compressed biscuits he bought in the store and started eating.

The cookies were very dry and smelled like chewing wax. He frowned and picked up the mineral water again, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank two big mouthfuls of water before swallowing the cookies.

Suddenly, in the long passage ahead, he seemed to see a familiar figure. The lights in the passenger passage were a little yellow, and Guan Xueheng's eyesight was not very good, so he was not sure.

He took off his glasses, rubbed his eye Qing hard, put on his glasses again, and Ding Qing looked at it.

It was just a rural woman wearing plaid clothes, holding a two-year-old child in her right hand, carrying a huge woven bag on her back, and carrying a small woven bag on her left shoulder, following the crowded crowd, struggling toward the exit.

Guan Xueheng's eyes immediately became wet. She was his native woman. She was very hard-working, but she never could dress herself up. Her clothes were still pulled a few feet of plaid cloth in the department store and sewed them by herself.

As she got closer, Guan Xueheng could see clearly the outfits of Xinghua all over her body. None of them were ready-made clothes that were bought for money. The shoes were made by her own cloth shoes. The blue pants were khakis she had to spend a lot of money to pull at the department store. She said that the cloth was sturdy and could be worn for several years, which was cost-effective.

"Apricot blossoms"

Guan Xueheng's tears couldn't stop gushing out. He raised one hand and shook it hard, calling out loudly to his woman.

At this moment, he didn't feel that women were rustic at all, and would embarrass him. Instead, he felt that his woman was the best woman in the world and he was proud of her.

"Brother Xueheng"

Xinghua also saw him, and she squeezed forward hard, but her two woven bags were too big and were held tightly by the crowded passengers, so she could only move slowly along the flow of people to the exit.

"Brother Xueheng"

Xinghua finally passed the wicket. She walked to him excitedly and called him affectionately.

"Come on, give me the bag, you hold the big treasure."

Guan Xueheng happily snatched the woven bag on her left shoulder and wanted to untie the big bag on her back.

"No need! It's not too heavy, just a quilt and a few clothes, I can carry it." Xinghua stopped it.

You silly woman! Why are you bringing a quilt to do? Guan Xueheng had the urge to steal the big bag on her back and throw it away.

But he knew Xinghua would not agree, because this was her favorite quilt and the best quilt in the family.

Anyway, he couldn't walk much, so Guan Xueheng didn't fight anymore. He carried a woven bag on his left shoulder and held Xinghua's somewhat rough little hand in his right hand, and walked towards the parking lot.

Xinghua was a little shy. The crowded tourists in the square were filled with them. Brother Xueheng actually dared to hold her. If she was in the village, she would definitely be spitted a few times.

However, this was the first time Brother Xueheng held her hand. She struggled for a moment and gave up. She looked at the tall figure walking in front of her. Xinghua felt so happy. She just hoped that the two of them could keep walking.

"Dudu!"

Guan Xueheng untied the car key from his belt with his left hand and opened the remote control lock. Then he opened the trunk and put the woven bag on his shoulder in, and then reached out to untickle the big bag on Xinghua's shoulder.

"Xinghua, give me the bag."

Xinghua mechanically untied the big bag on her back, and waited for Guan Xueheng to close the trunk of the car, and then he asked him after realizing it, "Brother Xueheng, this high-end sedan belongs to you!"

"It's our company, anyone who wants to use a car can drive it." Guan Xueheng explained to her.

When Xinghua heard that she was from the unit, she was a little afraid after getting in the car, for fear of getting the car dirty. She couldn't afford to pay for such a high-end car.

Xinghua didn't know that Guan Xueheng had changed jobs, and thought he was still working in that state-owned unit.

Guan Xueheng didn't want his family to worry and didn't dare to tell his family.

"Xinghua, I'll take you and Dabao to buy two clothes, then go to the restaurant to have dinner, and then go back to the company. It's so late, there's no food to eat in the company canteen." Guan Xueheng discussed with her while driving.

"No, don't spend money randomly. It's not easy for you to make money. We have to save money. My clothes are still new! I made them during the Chinese New Year last year." Xinghua disagreed with spending money randomly.

"Silly, this is Guangzhou, not at home. You are dressed so rustic. My colleagues in my company will laugh at us when they see it."

People have a little vanity. They don’t care about the passengers coming and going to train stations, but they can’t care about the opinions of their colleagues in the company.

"Ah! But I'm all new clothes! Where is it so rustic? My pants are still khaki! It's so expensive." Xinghua still disagreed when encountering the money-consuming thing.

Guan Xueheng stopped talking to her, and once domineering, he took her to a clothing city that opened for business tonight, bought two clothes, and two children's clothes for his son.

Then I went to a tea restaurant and ordered two Cantonese dishes, and the family had a full meal.

Xinghua and her son were reluctant to spend money on the train, so they definitely didn't eat it. Guan Xueheng's day was a few compressed biscuits, but they hadn't eaten the rice, and the whole family was hungry.

Seeing his son's voracious look, Guan Xueheng couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

After dinner, he went to Shido store to buy a plate of milk and drove a bottle in the car for him to drink.

Seeing his son drinking so happily! Guan Xueheng asked him with a weak pampering question: "Dabao, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious!" Dabao replied in a slight voice, and he nodded to prove that he was telling the truth.

Guan Xueheng showed his patriarchal style and did not discuss with Xinghua. Xinghua stopped talking. She felt her husband's love for her mother and mother.

When I returned to the company, it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening. At this time, most people stayed in the dormitory to watch TV, and the factory was quiet.

Guan Xueheng drove to the dormitory building first, put down Xinghua and her son and their luggage, and told her, "Wait for me, I'll drive the car back to the garage."

Not long after, Guan Xueheng came back, he gasped slightly, picked up a bag in one hand, and said to Xinghua: "Let's go! I'll take you upstairs."

"Yeah" Xinghua responded and hugged her sleeping son and followed him silently.

When Guan Xueheng opened the door, he saw the bright room, smooth floors, luxurious furniture, and Xinghua didn't dare to step in.

Guan Xueheng was only concerned about letting go, but he didn't see the strange behavior of Xinghua behind him. When he put the greeting and turned around, he saw Xinghua stalk at the door and didn't dare to come in.

"Come in! This is our home."

"Brother Xueheng, is this true? Your unit dormitory is so good! I thought it was a big hotel!"

After getting the affirmation of her husband, Xinghua dared to walk into the house carefully. Guan Xueheng immediately closed the door. Now, the house was the private world for the couple.

"You must be very tired by putting your baby on the bed! Go to the bathroom to take a shower and relieve your fatigue."

Guan Xueheng said to Xinghua with a little excited voice.

The couple hadn't met for almost a year, and he had long thought about that.

"Um"

Xinghua may have felt her husband's strangeness. She responded shyly and quickly put her son on the luxurious bed with a blue background and white star bed sheet. She tried the feel at the same time. The mattress was very elastic and the sheet was very soft.

That night, two naked and white young bodies lingered and sang a song of joy that was sobbing and sobbing.
Chapter completed!