Chairman on top

After eating, Ran Qing went directly to the classroom. It was still early and no one came back. Before six o'clock, the students walked into the classroom slowly.

It's been a while since the evening self-study, and Ran Qing was still in a daze, thinking about Gu Sifan who met at dinner. Ran Qing was sure and definitely didn't know him, but he was inexplicably familiar, "Who is it? Or when? Know him?" Ran Qing murmured, obviously seeing him for the first time today.

"Who is it? If you stay in a daze, the class will be over." Ran Qing, who was at the same table, asked curiously.

Ran Qing turned to look at Zhang Hao at the same table and said, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about something, where did you go to play today?"

Zhang Hao at the same table is a chatterbox, lively and cheerful, with a pot head that does not change all year round, and a fair baby face that always makes Ran Qing feel like he is in the sixth grade of elementary school.

"I didn't go anywhere, I went to the Internet cafe with someone to finish a few games, and then went to the skating rink to skate for a while, hey, let me tell you, that Zhu Qi took his girlfriend to open a room, my friend and I I saw it when I went skating, do you know who his girlfriend is? It's just..." I can't stop talking about it, well, late self-study is not boring anymore.

Ran Qing finally made it to the end of the month, and there was a three-day holiday at the end of the month. Ran Qing got up early in the morning and went to the bus station. City S is about 400 kilometers away from X Town, and it takes about three or four hours to get there. Ran Qing was restless along the way, and he hasn't seen her for a long time. I have passed my mother, not a mother who is silent and pale as paper, but a mother who covers her mouth and laughs when she is happy, and raises her eyebrows when she is angry.When her mother passed away, Ran Qing didn't see her for the last time. Thinking of the tragic death of her parents in her previous life, Ran Qing felt a twinge of pain in her heart. Fortunately, everything was in time...

Looking at the familiar concrete road, the green old fir trees on both sides, and the large fish ponds, the village has a small population, only a hundred or so households live, all of them are old people and children, and the young people have all gone out to work. He quickly ran towards home with his schoolbag, and the people in the village greeted him kindly when they saw him along the way, "That kid from Ranyun Country is back."

"Yes, grandpa Xu, have you eaten yet? I'm going home for lunch."

"I'm done eating. I'm not going for a walk. I just came over to see your dad. He's waiting at the door."

"Hey, then I'll go first, goodbye Grandpa Xu."

Ran Qing’s house is a red brick and tile house, the gate is facing a concrete road, and there are fish ponds on the left and right. Behind the house are two rows of fir trees, and behind the fir trees is a small fish pond, which is dedicated to raising young fish. Yes, the house was built by my father who borrowed 2 yuan in the second year of his marriage, and asked the villagers to help build it. After more than ten years of wind and rain, the house has faint signs of dilapidation, and the red tiles on the roof have been blown by the wind. The sun has turned black and red, the walls are covered with green moss, but the glass on the windows is polished brightly. From a distance, I can see my father standing at the door and smoking a cigarette with his head down.

Seeing the frown, Ran Qing quickly ran over and said, "Dad, didn't I call and tell my mother not to smoke? Why didn't you listen!"

Ran Qing was very anxious when he thought of the painful scene of his father’s death from lung cancer in his previous life. The doctor once said that smoking is a major cause of lung cancer. Dad learned to smoke dry tobacco when he was 8 years old. Cheng Si'er smoked the kind that was rolled up in paper, but the older generation smoked it in a stick. Dad's decades of smoking have already caused great damage to the lungs...

"Ouch, you'll be training me when you come back, damn it, come out soon, your baby bump is back, and you have a pretty big temper, I don't know who messed with him!" Dad said Ran Qing's fault But she quickly dropped the cigarette in her hand, and shouted to Ran Qing's mother with a smile, and stepped on the cigarette butt.

Just when Ran Qing was about to reply to his father, he saw his mother walking out of the kitchen with a smile on her face. Today, she saw her waist-length yellowish hair tied with a twist and hanging down to her stomach in front. Messily stuck to the smooth forehead and both sides of the cheeks, the big eyes were blurred by smoky tears, and some fine lines crawled out of the corners of the eyes, looked at Ran Qing with a smile on his face and said: "Isn't this baby pimple yours?" Ah, it must be that you were smoking and Ah Qing saw it, I told you last time to quit smoking, otherwise my son will be in a hurry with you, now look!" He walked over to Ran Qing's schoolbag , "Hungry, mom made you a pot of hen soup, and the chicken legs are whole, go in and eat."

Ran Qing was dragged into the kitchen by her mother, and the family sat down at the table after washing their hands.Looking at the dishes cooked by his mother, Ran Qing burst into tears. He has not eaten the dishes made by his mother for many years. Now Ran Qing is full of gratitude, thanking God for doing it again This opportunity is a chance for him to feel his mother's love once again and to be filial to his parents once again.