Their family's house was divided by the unit. In that era, as long as they got married, they would get a house.
Jiang Sheng was born in an ordinary working class, and his parents worked in a factory.
Although they weren't wealthy, their family was harmonious and their relationship was very good.
She had given everything to Jiang Sheng, her only son, and had never let him suffer any material grievances.
Unlike many families who wanted their children to become successful, they did not give him too much pressure.
What Jiang Sheng's parents told him the most was: "Son, Mom and Dad just want you to be happy and live a safe life.”
After he grew up, his family became his resting place.
Every time Jiang Sheng felt exhausted, he would want to go home and stay for a few days.
As long as he was in front of his parents, he felt as if he had returned to his carefree childhood.
Jiang Sheng looked at the familiar neighborhood and felt a little emotional.
The old granny who was sunbathing downstairs greeted him with a smile." Jiang Sheng, school is over.”
Jiang Sheng laughed and said," Grandma Chen."”
She looked at Jiang Sheng kindly." Good child, do you want to come to Grandma's house for dinner tonight?”
Jiang Sheng shook his head." My parents are at home today. I'll come over next time."”
Grandma Chen said happily,"Alright, let's go home."”
Jiang Sheng smiled and said goodbye to her.
Grandma Chen's son and daughter were working outside and lived alone.
The lonely old man was always lonely, and he loved Jiang Sheng as if he was his own grandson.
In the past, when his parents worked the night shift, they would ask Grandma Chen to take care of Jiang Sheng.
Now, there were still many toys that Jiang Sheng had played with when he was young in her house.
In this era, the neighbors were still very close. Almost everyone in the same building was familiar.
Unlike Jiang Sheng, who was cold and indifferent after he became an adult.
Even if they were roommates, sometimes they couldn't even call each other by name.
He walked into his apartment building. The corridor was filled with junk and felt a little dark and damp.
The wall in the corner was slightly cracked, and green plants popped out from the cracks.
The water from the balcony upstairs dripped down, causing the ground to become damp and moss to appear.
Although the exterior was a little shabby, there were many warm families of three living inside.
Jiang Sheng found the iron door in his memory. Standing outside the familiar door, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
He raised and lowered his hand, trembling slightly. He was actually a little nervous.
Bang bang bang.
Through the iron door, the sound of footsteps came from afar.
There was also his mother's familiar voice." I'm here. Son, did you forget your keys again?”
With a click, the door opened from the inside, and a familiar fragrance of food wafted into his nose.
His mother's face appeared behind the door and looked at Jiang Sheng with a smile, just like every day in his previous life.
Jiang Sheng couldn't believe what he was seeing. His nose felt sour and he almost cried.
Mother Jiang looked at her son in puzzlement and rebuked,"Child, why are you in a daze? Mom doesn't even recognize you?”
Only then did Jiang Sheng come back to his senses and called out,"Mom."
This familiar term of address was now almost unfamiliar. It had been at least twenty years since he had called her that.
Mrs. Jiang let out an " eh " and looked at him in confusion, but she didn't say anything.
She was still holding the spatula in her hand. After closing the door, she turned around and prepared to continue working in the kitchen.
Jiang Sheng stepped forward and hugged his mother tightly.
Mother Jiang seemed to be shocked. She turned around and asked,"Son, what's wrong with you today?”
She wiped her hands on her apron and touched Jiang Sheng's face. Her heart ached."If there's anything, tell Mom. Did you suffer in school?”
Jiang Sheng held his mother's hand. Her hands had been working day and night, and they were no longer as delicate as when she was a teenager.
The surface was rough, and there were even some cracks on it.
His eyes were filled with tears, but he shook his head and said nothing.
Mrs. Jiang was a little flustered." Child, say something. Are you going to kill me?”
Jiang Sheng's voice was a little hoarse." Mom, it's nothing. I just missed you."”
Mrs. Jiang heaved a sigh of relief. She raised the spatula and made a fighting stance. She scolded,
"Little bastard, why are you acting so crazy? I was almost scared to death by you.”
Jiang Sheng laughed and dodged his mother's spatula.
Mrs. Jiang went back to the kitchen and continued cooking. She shouted,"Hurry up and wash your hands. It's time to eat.”
Jiang Sheng looked at his mother's busy figure in the kitchen. White steam rose in waves and dissipated outside the window.
There was a plate of fried eggs on the table. They were golden in color and emitted an alluring smell.
There were also some home-cooked dishes that made one's appetite rise.
This ordinary atmosphere was a happiness that Jiang Sheng had not experienced in a long time.
Ever since he moved out of the house after he became an adult, he had almost no time to cook for himself, so he especially missed his mother's cooking.
This was the most delicious taste in the world.
He returned to his room. Everything was still so familiar.
The bookcase was filled with all kinds of comics and novels, and occasionally there were one or two crumpled revision materials.
On the desk, there was a row of plastic figurines. There were many familiar faces among them.
Wukong, Conan, and some other characters in the Dragon Ball.
Jiang Sheng picked one up casually and took a look. The previous toys were crudely made, and there was basically no artistic sense to speak of.
The paint on many of the shells had fallen off, and there were also traces of the surface being polished to reflect light after playing with them for a long time.
Although it looked cheap, it evoked many dusty childhood memories of Jiang Sheng.
He casually picked up a Dragon Ball manga and lay on his bed to read it. Even after so many years, the interesting stories still made people laugh.
Jiang Sheng was lying down and reading a comic book with great interest. Suddenly, the sound of a key turning came from outside the door, followed by a loud, rough voice.
"I'm back."
When he heard his father's familiar voice again, Jiang Sheng's mind automatically replayed the scene of him being chased around the house by his father when he was naughty when he was young.
She was very scared when she was young, but now that she thought about it, it was very funny.
"What a coincidence today," said Mrs. Jiang."The father and son came in right after each other."”
"You're back, son?" Father Jiang asked.
"Yeah, I seem to be in a bad mood today. Go and take a look."”
"What's wrong?" Father Jiang asked.
"How would I know?!" Mrs. Jiang said angrily. Stop nagging and go see your son.”
After a while, his father came over and knocked on Jiang Sheng's door like a duck being chased away.
Jiang Sheng opened the door. It was clearly a father and son meeting, but he was a little nervous at the moment.
After all, it had been more than twenty years since they last saw each other.
Father Jiang cleared his throat and asked,"Son, did you have a good class today?”
Jiang Sheng remembered that he had been flirting with girls at school for the whole day. He felt a little guilty and nodded perfunctorily.
Father Jiang scratched his head and asked directly," Your mother said you're in a bad mood?”
Jiang Sheng was touched and wanted to laugh. It seemed that his old man was still as tactless as before.
He shook his head and reached out to hug his father.""Dad, I'm fine."
Father Jiang also hugged his son in a daze. Clearly, he also felt that Jiang Sheng was a little abnormal today.
"You brat, don't lie to me."”
Jiang Sheng smiled and regained his relaxed expression." I'm really fine. I'm not lying to you.”
Only then did Father Jiang nod in relief. He glanced at the comic book on his bed and rubbed Jiang Sheng's head.
"How old are you? Why do you still love to read these comic books? Hurry up and come out to prepare for dinner.”
Jiang Sheng sighed and went out to wash his hands.
The setting sun shone into the living room from the balcony, filling the room with golden light.
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