The old residential area actually means shanty towns. Zhang Jianyang's home is in the famous shanty towns in the sand city.

Since the nuclear war, the withdrawal of the state regime and the rise of the remaining forces of all parties, I don’t know when it started, people have a level, and they are divided into three or nine levels. For this reason, people have been fighting for a long time, but under high-pressure policies, as decades have subtly moved, people have gradually accepted the division of levels.

People today only want to work hard to improve their social hierarchy and become higher-level residents, and they have long been unable to think of resisting this hierarchy.

The sand city is very big, and there are several places like the old residential areas. The shanty town where Zhang Jianyang is located is lined up at the end of all shanty towns with messy and dirty clothes. It can be said that it is the worst place in the sand city. Except for the people living here, almost no one will come here. It is difficult to see the atmosphere of business in the entire shanty town. It is all low bungalows and smelly ditches.

It was early morning, and the sun had not yet risen. The alleys of the shanty town were filled with people who were getting up early to work.

In five years, nothing seems to have changed. The people living here are worn out and washed white. Most of them are rubbing their bicycles and are in a hurry. They occasionally meet an acquaintance and will greet them.

Zhang Jianyang was dressed in dust and the materials were ordinary. In addition, in five years, he changed a lot. Almost no one recognized him and thought he was a new resident who returned from outside. The residents in the shanty towns were not static. Some people moved away after making money, some were promoted to the resident level, and they also moved away... The rest were all people who could not help.

The closer he was to home, the more excited Zhang Jianyang felt. The alleys were full of familiar houses, which made him feel very intimate.

Zhang Jianyang remembers that his parents would go to work early like these people who get up early to work. The difference is that his family doesn’t even have a bicycle, so their parents can only go to work on foot. This also makes parents get up earlier than others. Only in this way can they not be late. In the eyes of their parents, working is not just as simple as work, but burdening to support the entire family.

Do parents still go to work like before?

In five years, someone built a new house in his neighbor's house, and someone built a second or even a third floor. Only his home is more outdated and dilapidated than five years ago.

Standing in front of the door, Zhang Jianyang breathed a little rapid. He raised his hand and did not dare to knock on it for a long time. He was afraid that no one would come to open the door for him.

Zhang Jianyang's house is a small house in the shanty town. It has two houses in a very small courtyard. One is a parent, and the other belongs to Zhang Jianyang. Both rooms are not big, only a few square meters. It is difficult to put a bed and a wardrobe outside. As for the kitchen, there is a coal ball stove under the eaves...

Zhang Jianyang, who was wandering outside the door, soon heard the sound of water coming from inside. The familiar footsteps were something that Zhang Jianyang never forgot day and night, and it was nothing wrong with his mother.

A low knock on the door started.

Zhang's mother quickly opened the door. What appeared at the door was a gray-haired aunt wearing a set of white-haired clothes, with her wrists and sleeves, and her hands were wet and dripping with water. When she opened the door, she wiped the white-haired clothes. The night in Shacheng was very cold and the water was very cold, which made her hands tremble a little.

No matter how the son changes, he hasn't been home for many years and will never escape the eyes of his parents.

When Zhang's mother saw Zhang Jianyang standing outside the door, her mouth was just about to ask, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, and she opened her eyes desperately, and rubbed her eyes with her wet hands from time to time, for fear of hallucination early in the morning.

Zhang Jianyang's low voice sounded: "Mom!"

The old man's body trembled, tears flashed across his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "Jianyang, Jianyang, is that you?"

Zhang Jianyang could no longer help, and like a child, he rushed into Zhang's mother's arms, started crying, and cried: "Mom, it's me, your son, I'm back, I'm back..."

The tears that had just flashed turned into tears like rain. Zhang's mother also started to cry bitterly. She hugged Zhang Jianyang tightly and said, "Jianyang, it's really you, it's really my Jianyang back." She was afraid that once she let go, the son who appeared in front of her would disappear, making her have to miss him day and night again.

Now that my son has finally come back, his appearance has changed a lot, he has become taller and darker, but he has become much stronger, and he is no longer the weak young man five years ago.

Zhang Jianyang cried and said, "Don't worry, mom, my son will never leave again, stay by your side."

The return of her son made Zhang's mother extremely happy. She let go of her hand holding her son, but grabbed his hand and said, "Come in quickly, it's cold outside. You really are. Even though you know that it will be very cold in Shacheng at night, you don't wear more clothes. Come in, mom will make a fire for you to warm up."

Zhang Jianyang wiped away the tears from his eyes and said with a smile: "Mom, you're not cold."

Compared with five years ago, there was no obvious change in the small yard. It was just that several grapes were planted under the corner of the wall. At this time, it grew the most vigorously, climbing the walls of the yard and the shelves built by towers, making the whole yard full of vitality. It is not easy to see such a green yard in the sand city.

Seeing Zhang Jianyang looking at the vines climbing all over the yard, Zhang's mother smiled and said, "Since you left, I have planted them. I didn't expect that I would look so well after careful care."

The climate in Sand City is very hot during the day and the temperature suddenly drops at night. You can see the breath you exhale.

It is precisely with these grapes that the yard does not have the smell of dust in the sand city, nor the yin and cold smell of the night.

The decorations at home did not change much from five years ago. When I opened my bedroom, it was the same as before. A blue quilt was folded neatly and the shoes under it were spotless. This situation would only occur if people often cleaned up. Perhaps in these five years, the elderly could only use this method to express their longing for themselves.

The old man smiled and said, "I know you will be back, so I am always ready, for fear that you will not be able to live when you come back."

"mom……"

"Jianyang, you're hungry, mom will give you some noodles now." Zhang's mother turned around and threw a little oil on a coal ball, opening the door of the coal ball stove.

Zhang Jianyang quickly stopped him and said, "Mom, I'm not hungry, where is Dad?"

Zhang's mother stopped the work and said happily: "Your dad is about to get off work, and if he sees you, he will definitely be happy."

Thinking of his father who worked hard for the whole family, Zhang Jianyang felt impatient to see his father.

But immediately, Zhang Jianyang felt something was wrong and said, "Mom, didn't my dad work in Mingsha Company before? Why do you need to work late now?" When Zhang Jianyang fled Shacheng, his father was still an employee of Mingsha Company. Although his salary was not large, he could maintain the expenses of the entire family and was the economic pillar of the entire family.

In the past, Zhang Jianyang couldn't help the family at all, but instead made his parents worry. Now, he is really a bastard.

Before Zhang's mother could answer Zhang Jianyang's question, a violent knock came from the door outside the courtyard. A bad voice shouted: "Open the door, open the door, open the door quickly."

In an instant, Zhang's mother's face turned pale and she said in panic: "What should I do? These people are here again."

Zhang Jianyang frowned and said in a deep voice: "Mom, what's going on?"

"You hurt someone back then, your father borrowed some usury loans to calm this matter..."

Unexpectedly, he was still leading the problem. Zhang Jianyang pressed his mother's shoulder and said, "Mom, leave everything to me and I'll solve it."
Chapter completed!