Zuo Bowen looked at them and his eyes suddenly turned red: The young man left home and the boss came back... The children don't know each other...
Li Wenjun also came down.
But Zuo Bowen stood still, just looking up at the big camphor tree, wondering what was going on in his mind.
Li Wenjun knows this feeling all too well.
He once stood at the gate of the mining area, bewildered.
I obviously thought about this land day and night, but I didn't dare to go in when I came back.
Because everyone waiting for him is gone. Even if I go in, there will only be sadness, no hope, no surprise...
A middle-aged man suddenly ran out from inside, followed by several elderly people. When the middle-aged man saw Zuo Bowen from a distance, he stretched out his hand and shouted: "Brother Bowen."
Zuo Bowen immediately lowered his head, stared at the person, recognized him for a while, and then asked in a somewhat awkward local accent: "Lao San, are you the Lao San next door? You are already so old."
The middle-aged man scratched his head: "No, I'm over forty. I'm the village chief now."
After Zuo Bowen said a few sentences, he spoke his stumbling accent much more fluently.
The village chief and the villagers behind him were about to say hello to Li Wenjun.
Li Wenjun waved his hands secretly.
In fact, it was Li Wenjun who notified the village chief in advance that Zuo Bowen was coming back and asked them to come out to pick him up.
Zuo Bowen didn't see Li Wenjun's little move, thinking that the village chief and the others were just curious. He looked back at Li Wenjun and said to the village chief, "This is the driver I invited to take me back on the way."
The villagers were a little unhappy when they saw Zuo Bowen coming back empty-handed, but when they heard that Li Wenjun was Zuo Bowen's driver, they immediately became happy again.
Zuo Bowen was so proud that he asked Li Wenjun to be his driver.
The village chief was speechless: "Ah, this..."
Li Wenjun stepped forward and held his hand: "Hello, village chief, my name is Li Wenjun."
The village chief blinked: "Hello, Comrade Li Wenjun."
He murmured in his heart: What is Li Wenjun playing today? No one knows my game?
Zuo Bowen asked the village chief: "Do you know where my parents' graves are?"
The village chief said: "I know. Why don't you take a rest before you go back this far?"
Zuo Bowen shook his head: "I came to see them today and then left. I went back to the provincial capital, and I will have plenty of opportunities to come back to see you in the future. I came in a hurry, and I didn't bring anything like incense or candles."
The village chief hurriedly said: "I have it. I have it, Comrade Li Wenjun..."
He wanted to say that Comrade Li Wenjun called just now to let them prepare in advance.
But when he received the look Li Wenjun gave him, he could only change his mind: "Comrade Li Wenjun, are you going together?"
Li Wenjun said: "I won't go."
Presumably Zuo Bowen will cry bitterly.
There was no need for him, a strange young man, to follow and make Zuo Bowen look bad.
The village chief said: "Comrade Li Wenjun, please come and sit at my house."
Zuo Bowen and Li Wenjun followed the village chief home, took paper money, incense and candles, and went to visit the grave.
As Li Wenjun sat there, several villagers came over to chat with him.
"Director Li, last time you built a road, our son said you were very kind to them. You took good care of them every time and took a rest when the time came. You wore a safety helmet and took good precautions. I don't know how much better than other customers."
"Yes, yes, young people will do some work with you, and the family will have meat."
"When will Director Li have another project?"
Li Wenjun smiled and replied: "Yes, yes. There will be big projects next year. I will call you then."
Just as he was talking, Zuo Bowen and the village chief came back.
Zuo Bowen's eyes were red, and he looked like he had cried.
Li Wenjun pretended not to see it, and everyone tacitly pretended not to see it, and then greeted Zuo Bowen.
Some older people still remember Zuo Bowen, and now they have daily affairs with Zuo Bowen.
"Isn't sister-in-law back?"
"She's still out there and doesn't really want to come back."
"Where's the child?"
"Outside too."
Zuo Bowen glanced at Li Wenjun, which meant that he was a little impatient and wanted to leave, but couldn't say it, suggesting that Li Wenjun would propose it.
Li Wenjun said: "Ah, yes, I still have something to do in the factory, so I have to go back in a hurry."
Zuo Bowen also said: "I asked him to send me back, so I had no choice but to go with him."
Li Wenjun turned around and took out another box of apples from the trunk and handed it to the village chief: "Professor Zuo came back in a hurry. He didn't bring anything else, so he just bought some fruit. The village chief can share it with everyone."
It was rare for the village chief and the others to see Apple, and he smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed: "Okay, okay, thank you, Brother Bowen."
Zuo Bowen was a little surprised, but didn't say anything, which was regarded as acquiescence.
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When we returned, Zuo Bowen was still sitting in the back row.
The car drove far away, and the village chief and the others were still watching under the big camphor tree at the head of the village.
Zuo Bowen turned around and waved. When he turned back, his eyes were red again.
This scene reminded him of the way his parents saw him off under the tree on the day they left many years ago.
It's a pity that I can never see it again...
Li Wenjun remained silent, giving Zuo Bowen enough time to digest his sadness.
After a while, Zuo Bowen said: "Tell me, who are you?"
Li Wenjun smiled: "I told you, my name is Li Wenjun."
Zuo Bowen pursed his lips: "How did you know I was going to take a bus back?"
Li Wenjun sighed: How did he know? Because today is the death anniversary of Zuo Bowen’s parents.
Before rebirth, they both came back together to worship their families, one went to Jieshi Village and the other returned to Pyrite Mine. At that time, probably because he was a bit sympathetic to the same problem, Zuo Bowen was a little more kind to him than others.
Li Wenjun said: "I don't know. I just came out to try my luck. Unexpectedly, I met you at the bus station. Professor Zuo has been away from his hometown for so long. If he comes back, he will definitely do this first."
Zuo Bowen was silent for a moment. This reason sounded very good and humane.
He asked again: "What do you want from me?"
Li Wenjun said: "Hot-dip galvanized steel plate technology."
Zuo Bowen snorted: "You are not so naive that you think you can impress me with a box of apples and a ride, right? So many big companies want to buy from me, why should I sell to you this guy who has no hair on his mouth?" Qi's boy. Besides, let alone hot-dip galvanizing, you can't even produce high-strength steel plates, so how can you use them for plating? Ordinary stainless steel plates are not worth the effort."
Li Wenjun smiled: "Experts are really different. They hit the nail on the head and saw the problem right away. So you still have to guide the steel factory to make high-strength steel plates, and then teach us the hot-dip galvanizing technology."
"It sounds like it's easier than eating. You're not old, and your tone is not small. With your current conditions..." Zuo Bowen was angry and funny, closing his eyes and ignoring him.
Li Wenjun said: "Can conditions be created? As long as you can tell me, I can find a way to do it. Regarding technology transfer, if you think the conditions are suitable, just say it and we can talk about it. Or, I will provide you with a condition. Let's see. Let's see if you are interested. Isn't Mrs. Ling unwilling to return to China? Is she willing to go to Hong Kong City? If she is willing, I can contact you. It will be easier for you and your wife to get together in Hong Kong City than to fly back to the beautiful country. "
