Chapter 147 That Road, That Chicken, That Dog

Chapter 147 That Road, That Chicken, That Dog

The plane tickets Song Yuling booked for Chen Mo and Lin Xiaqing were still first class.

The flight time from the imperial capital to the ice city is two and a half hours.

Looking at the white clouds outside the window, a strange look flashed in Chen Mo's eyes.

The last time I went back to Longjiang was during Chinese New Year.

Chen Mo in Earth's memory is an orphan, and nowhere is home, and nowhere is home.

I have never experienced homesickness.

As for Chen Mo in this world, since the third year of junior high, he has been wandering outside.

Chen Mo's hometown is in a small town called Changchun in Quancheng County, Longjiang.

There is only one middle school in the town, which is ten kilometers away from Chen Mo's home.

Since Chen Mo entered the third year of junior high school, he has to start living on campus. Otherwise, after the self-study at ten o'clock in the evening, there is no way to go home.

And get up at four o'clock in the morning to read.

As long as you live on campus, you can make it in time.

At that time, Chen Mo went home every Friday night and went to school on Sunday night.

Well, on a broken bike, blazingly fast.

Looking back on it now, Chen Mo always has a very happy feeling.

In high school, Chen Mo will go to school in Quancheng County, 60 kilometers away from home.

In high school, the number of times Chen Mo went home suddenly decreased.

In addition to being able to go home during the winter and summer vacations, there are only major holidays such as May 1st, Mid-Autumn Festival and November 11th to be able to go home.

Later, when he went to college, Chen Mo went home only a handful of times.

Most of the winter and summer vacations require internships, four-year undergraduate, three-year postgraduate, and Chen Mo goes home less than ten times.

As for after going to work, in the past three years, Chen Mo still went back once during the Spring Festival last year.

However, although the number of times and time to go home has become less and less, the hometown has never faded in Chen Mo's memory, but has become more and more impressive.

As if engraved in the bones, imprinted in the soul.

It is the end of September now, and the leaves of the poplar trees in front of the door are already yellow, and there are even only bare trunks left.

The crops in the farmland should have been harvested by now, and the golden color of the mountains and plains must have reached its final stage.

At noon, the big yellow dog at home must be sleeping late again, smelling each other and smoke from cooking.

Nostalgia is not only about people in memory, but also about that road, that chicken, and that dog.

"Chen Mo... are you alright?"

Lin Xiaqing seemed to see that something was wrong with Chen Mo and asked softly.

Looking back, Chen Mo looked at Lin Xiaqing, shook his head, and said:

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't come back for a long time, and I remember some things from the past."

Something from the past?

Lin Xiaqing's eyes lit up slightly and asked excitedly:

"Chen Mo, tell me about your past?"

"What happened in the past, the past is just a story, what is there to say."

"No, no, let's chat, just talk about your childhood when you were in your hometown."

as a child?

Hometown thing?

...

"You actually threw firecrackers into the kennel? Don't the dogs bite you? Hahaha"

"Bite what bite, the dog is scared to death, hides aside and dares not bark..."

On the plane, Chen Mo casually talked about some great achievements he had done as a child, and the amused Lin Xiaqing couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing non-stop.

There were only four guests in the first-class cabin, and the other two were in front of them, not too close, and they didn't sleep, so they didn't bother others.

After all, it was only after eight o'clock in the morning, and no one was sleepy at all.

Of course, along the way, Chen Mo once again experienced the warm and thoughtful service of the stewardess.

Two and a half hours passed quickly.

Chen Mo and Lin Xiaqing got off the plane in the gentle goodbye of the stewardess welcoming the next visit.

"Xia Qing, are the flight attendants in first class so enthusiastic? I didn't seem to feel it when I was in economy class before."

In Langqiao, Chen Mo asked suspiciously.

"Idiot, you are going back to the economy class now. They are not as enthusiastic as they are now. The point is, didn't you realize that those flight attendants weren't as enthusiastic about the other two first-class passengers as they were toward you!"

Lin Xiaqing's mouth pouted under the mask.

These flight attendants don't take themselves seriously...

He was like this when he was beside Chen Mo. If he didn't watch it, what would it be like?

"Give me the phone."

"what?"

Handing the phone to Lin Xiaqing, Chen Mo asked.

"Nothing, help you operate WeChat."

"Why do you operate WeChat?"

"Hmph, reject their friend request!"

Chen Mo...

In the VIP room, Chen Mo felt that Lin Xiaqing made a big fuss.

The flight attendant added her own WeChat, just to trouble herself to fill out the satisfaction survey form. Chen Mo is of course willing to help.

However, Lin Xiaqing obviously didn't think so.

In her words, any satisfaction survey is for impure purposes, and people are fishing with you.

But what is fishing?

...

Qin Xiaoru's work is still very reliable. In less than half an hour, a ground staff walked over to Chen Mo with the car keys.

"Mr. Chen, I'm Xiao Li, the business agent. Your car and luggage have been loaded. This is your car key. Please come with me."

...

Driving on the checked Mercedes-Benz GLS, Chen Mo drove on the ice-black road.

"Xia Qing, have you ever eaten at a local stall?"

Looking out of the window, he felt extremely familiar and friendly scenery that he had not seen a few times, and smelled the air that he had never smelled but felt extremely fresh, Chen Mo was in a very good mood.

The smile on his face never stopped.

Lin Xiaqing naturally noticed the change in Chen Mo's mood.

When Chen Mo got into the car, he seemed to be in a state of excitement and relaxation, with a smile on his handsome face all the time.

This is what it feels like to be home.

"Of course I did. You treat me as a princess and don't eat fireworks?"

Lin Xia glanced innocently and continued:

"When I was in college, I was the killer of the snack street behind our school. Which street stall has not eaten?"

"What's the matter, ask this to be done?"

Chen Mo smiled and said:

"It's good to eat it. I'm not afraid that you, Lin Datian, haven't eaten it, and you're not used to it."

Chen Mo turned on the speaker while driving, played Lin Xiaqing's song, and continued:

"It's past eleven o'clock now. We won't have lunch in Bingcheng. There is a very good snack on the way. I'll show you a taste."

It's okay if Chen Mo didn't say it, Lin Xiaqing didn't feel anything at all.

Now that I say it, I'm really hungry.

Because it was an early flight, both of them had breakfast before getting on the plane, so they didn't eat anything on the plane.

"Okay, okay, take me to taste the food of your hometown."

Longjiang, Lin Xiaqing came once.

But it was a hurried announcement, and after only one lunch, I flew back.

I have never experienced the special food of Longjiang at all.

"In fact, Longjiang's special food is mainly reflected in the ingredients. As for the cooking method, it is relatively simple and rough. Generally speaking, it is steaming and stewing."

Chen Mo said.

"When we get home, I'll show you what the special Longjiang cuisine is. We'll taste it later, but it's actually from other places. As for what it is, you'll know it later."

With curiosity, Lin Xiaqing and Chen Mo headed north all the way.

Yulin Town is a small town on the icy-black highway. Because it is on the side of the highway, it has become a mid-point stop for drivers to rest and eat.

And a delicacy named after this town is also famous far and near along with the drivers who travel from south to north.