Fast Travel: Those Years of Saving Destiny

Spring Bud Extra

After graduating from the military academy, Chun Ya was assigned to a small town in the south. Of course, she applied for it herself, but she didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

There are not many things going on in the small town, most of them are trivial things, and there are not many big cases. After all, the residents of the small town are very simple, but maybe because of the good climate here, there are more and more outsiders, and with it things More and more.

Rong Luo bought a yard in a village near the town. There were three large bungalows for the mother and daughter, and two more wing rooms were built next to the west house. The large yard was surrounded by green bricks and filled with vegetables and flowers. , it is very comfortable to look at the lush green scenery.

However, although he is in the village, Rong Luo is not relaxed at all about his career. It's just that he used to be on the front line, but now he is relegated to the second line, and external matters are left to Wang Meili.

Regarding Rong Luo's arrangement, Chunya raised her hands in agreement, "Mom, you worked so hard in the past, but now you can enjoy peace and quiet at home after retirement."

Rong Luo also agreed with this, "Yes, you used to just hang around the house, but now you have your own time. You are now older and have your own job. With your hard work, I'm afraid you won't be around for a few years." Just transfer to the city. If that's the case, I won't buy you a house in the town. I'll buy you two houses directly in the city, plus a few front houses. Then the rent alone will be enough for you to live. .”

As for Chun Ya's salary, it's not that Rong Luo doesn't like it, it's just that it's too low, not even comparable to the daily turnover of her store.

Chunya stuck out her tongue at this. She didn't need to guess what Rong Luo was thinking. She immediately stepped forward and hugged Rong Luo's shoulders, and said with a smile, "Then I'll bother you, mother."

Rong Luo chuckled lightly and nodded Chun Ya's head, "I am just a child like you. If you don't trouble me, who else do you want to trouble? From now on, you can work hard on your career. I will be the biggest pillar behind you."

Rong Luo's eyes were filled with the shadow of Chun Ya, which made Chun Ya's heart warm and her eyes a little astringent.

Rong Luo was afraid that Chun Ya would cry, so he stretched out his hand to rub her cheek, and said with a smile, "You are already a big child, and you still shed tears."

"I didn't." Chun Ya was teased and quickly denied it. Unfortunately, her reddish eyes betrayed her emotions. However, Rong Luo didn't say anything. In order to ease the little girl's mood, he immediately changed the topic and talked about the development here. And the cultural climate made Chunya relieved.

From then on, Rong Luo just like what she said, she would buy real estate wherever Chun Ya went, making Chun Ya an invisible rich woman for a time.

However, although Rong Luo is Chun Ya wholeheartedly, he also has his own private time. After all, Chun Ya also has to go to work and cannot be with her all the time. Rong Luo is not a person who has full control over her children, so she Accompany Chunya in the most selfless way.

Regarding marriage, every girl will be urged by others when she reaches the age of twenty. Whether it is colleagues or neighbors, there will be some gossip, but Rong Luo has never urged Chunya. After all, in her opinion, spring is the key to marriage. Ya's future is limitless. Marriage is not necessary. If you are unhappy, why force yourself into marriage?

Rong Luo's idea was still very advanced at this time, but it made Chun Ya's heart warmer.

When she was thirty years old, Chunya was transferred to the city bureau because of her excellent criminal investigation skills. When she learned the news, Rong Luo also moved to a property in the city. At this time, perhaps because of his imprisonment in his youth, Her body was in panic.

However, Rong Luo did not tell Chun Ya. After all, the child's career had just begun, and she did not want to drag the child down because of herself.

But in the end Chunya still knew it, but at this time Rong Luo was already on his deathbed.

Looking at the imageless Chun Ya who was crying in front of the hospital bed, Rong Luo tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth and comforted her, "It's okay. Birth, old age, illness and death are normal in the world. Don't be too sad. I won't be here anymore. You have to live a good life alone." You can't skip meals just because you're busy at work. People are like iron rice and steel. You can't just ignore them because you're young..."

Rong Luo herself didn't even remember what else she said after that. After all, the sight in front of her was getting darker and darker, and the look she was looking at Chun Ya was getting darker and darker.

When the hands that were supporting Chun Ya's face hung down feebly, Chun Ya's small sobs turned into howls. She didn't look as capable as before, but it was a pity that Rong Luo could no longer see it.

Wang Meili outside the door shed tears sadly as she listened to the voices inside.

Rong Luo's funeral was arranged very quickly. Looking at the photos on the tombstone, Chun Ya realized that her son wanted to be raised but could not be kissed. She had nowhere to express her regret.

Wang Meili stood behind Chunya, looking at the little girl's back that had become rickety in just a few days, silently stepped forward and patted her shoulder to express comfort, and then handed over the space in front of the tomb to Chunya.

But Chunya couldn't say a word, and such days continued until the end of her vacation.

Chun Ya, who had put on her police uniform, looked at herself in the mirror and twitched her lips weakly and sadly. She didn't want to cry, but the person who stood behind her and praised her clothes for looking good was no longer there.

After that, Chun Ya focused more on her work, but there was always a one-inch photo in the chest pocket of her blouse, with an image of Rong Luo on it. It seemed that only in this way, Chun Ya felt that Rong Luo had never left. , as if he has always been by her side.

From the age of thirty to forty and then to fifty, Chunya devoted her life to the front line. After retirement, she did not idle, but embarked on the same teaching and educating people as Rong Luo. The only difference is that Rong Luo teaches high school and she teaches police academy, but both have the same purpose, which is to educate more talents to build this beautiful country.

When she was sixty years old, Chun Ya was still standing on a three-foot podium. There was still a one-inch photo of Rong Luo in the breast pocket of her coat. Although the photo was still yellowed with age, Chun Ya was never willing to take it off. Because only in this way can she feel that her mother is always there, always standing behind her and accompanying her.

When she was seventy years old, Chunya had to retire due to injuries she suffered when she was young. She was childless and lived in a nursing home. As for the real estate that Rong Luo bought for her during her lifetime, she used it for charity to help more people in need. people.

Perhaps it was because of what happened when Rong Luo was young, or because of something else, Chun Ya was very concerned about the rescue of women. Sometimes she even went there in person with people from the rescue society, and she helped a lot of people.

"My life is wonderful"

When Chun Ya lived to be eighty, she lay in bed completely due to various injuries. When she left, she held Rong Luo's photo and murmured, and the look on her face was very peaceful. The person she loved The people who loved her are gone, and Chunya's expectations for the world are gradually disappearing. Now it is inevitable to reach the end. After all, no one can truly live forever.

She has loved, cried, been sad, and been in pain. Looking back on her life, Chunya is very satisfied. Although she did not receive her father's love, she had a mother who loved her wholeheartedly, and her life was enough.