Chunji burst into tears in an instant. What she was most worried about was her mother. Unexpectedly, after parting that year, goodbye would be the last sentence. She immediately made a decision and went home!

"Uncle San, I'll pack up my things and go back now." Chunjiu was calm and orderly in the face of danger. She first took five hundred yuan to Uncle San, then called the apprentice to come back to see the store, and then called Liu Yimeng to ask her to come over and explain something.

Liu Yimeng and Chunjiu were like sisters, and rushed over immediately after receiving the call. Chunjiu said, "Sister, I have to go back to my hometown. Please help me with the keys at home, so I can take care of you if you have any things. Liu Yimeng said ok, so he went home with Chunjiu and knocked on the door and saw Liu Kunlun standing inside the door.

"Brother, you are back." Liu Yimeng was extremely surprised and could not express his feelings.

"Sister Four, Brother Kunlun, my mother is seriously ill. I have to go back to my hometown. Brother Kunlun, you can live here and ask Sister Four to deliver you food." Chunjiu said while packing her luggage. She took a travel bag, stuffed clothes into it, and took a passbook and some cash.

"Why don't I go with you?" Liu Kunlun said that he had heard Chunjiu talk about some things in his hometown. In addition, Chunjiu hasn't been back for so many years, something must be wrong with this hometown.

Besides, he also knew that he was owed a lot of spring leeks. A weak woman returned to her hometown she didn't want to go back. She would be much safer to have a man around her, and this person was his own.

Chunlei was very surprised, without any refusal, and was not polite, just saying that we had to leave today.

"I'll do it anytime," said Liu Kunlun.

At this time, Liu Kunlun had already removed the beggar's outfit, dressed like an ordinary ordinary person, and walked on the street without any attention. His image was completely opposite to the luxurious and high-profile rich young man in people's minds. He restrained his crazy and evil style of a domineering president, and he pretended to be a couple, which was a perfect match.

Without further ado, packed up your luggage and set off immediately. Liu Yimeng didn't even have time to chat with his younger brother, because he was worried that there were too many people and the target was too big, so his fourth sister didn't send them away.

Liu Kunlun had other ID cards, so he successfully bought a train ticket and embarked on a journey home with Chunjiu. When he entered the train station for security check, two fully armed patrol officers randomly checked people at the security checkpoint. When he saw suspicious signs, he asked to show his ID card. Liu Kunlun's psychological quality was extremely strong, and he passed by the police as usual. The police did not even glance at him from the corner of his eyes.

The journey was extremely long. First, I had to take a four-hour green train to a county town, and then transfer to the village at the county's long-distance bus station. This kind of long-distance bus is not an intercity bus, but a dilapidated private contracted minibus. The kind that waves, most of the people on the bus are villagers, familiar with each other, smoking and farting freely, cargo is piled on the roof, and live chickens and dogs on the shelves. If Liu Kunlun was a native rich young man, taking this bus alone would be enough to make him collapse.

The minibus took the winding mountain road, staggering all the way, and walked for three hours on the 40-kilometer mountain road. After arriving at the place, it was too dark.

This is an unknown small town with only one street and two rows of houses. The bus stands at the end of the town. After getting off the bus, other passengers either walk or take a tricycle to pull out passengers. Only Liu Kunlun and Chunjiu stood outside the station gate with their luggage. It was desolate everywhere. The mountain wind was howling. There was a line of words on the rusty iron sign on the gate: Huluya Township Bus Passenger Station.

"Where to go?" A three-way person who was soliciting guests came over and spoke in local dialect.

"Cruin top." Chunjiu also responded in local dialect, muttered three-wheeled wheels, and rode away silently.

"My hometown is still dozens of miles away from the mountain road. There is no road. It is dangerous to walk at night, and you are afraid of falling below the cliff. There are still wolves in the mountains." Chunjiu said, "Find a place to live and leave after dawn."

There is only one guesthouse in the town, right next to the town government, two buildings, one big and one small, one big yard, no front desk, only windows, just like the small arched window selling movie tickets in the 1980s was a staff member responsible for accommodation registration, an aunt wearing a cotton jacket and a serious face.

"Today, the town has a meeting, and only the beds are left." said the aunt.

"What is the bed like?" Chunjiu asked.

"Eight-person rooms, charges according to beds, separate men and women."

Chunjiu's gaze was looking at Liu Kunlun, who was admiring the price list hanging on the wall. He suddenly said, "I want the room in Xiaonanlou."

The aunt said contemptuously: "That is where the county leaders live when they come, not to the outside world."

Liu Kunlun said: "If you don't post a price list to the outside world, I can't afford to pay. Now, the Olympics have been held. Our country has been implementing a market economy for many years. Why are you still so arrogant and still the leader's place to live? Are you a guesthouse or an palace?"

The aunt was so stupid that she couldn't tell him, and she thought about it: "I just won't let you live! What's the matter?"

A person came over to persuade the peace. The aunt calmed down and said that it was okay to live there. Isn’t it a market economy? Then it would be a premium for 600 days.

The wall clearly stated that it was 300 days, and the premium doubled directly, but Liu Kunlun didn't care at all. He took out a stack of banknotes and handed it over: "The rest is used as a deposit."

"Identity card, marriage certificate." The aunt stretched out her fat hand.

"Where do we get a marriage certificate when we don't have a marriage certificate?" Liu Kunlun was surprised. Did this place still stay in the 1980s?

"Men and women who do not have a marriage certificate cannot share."

"Did I say I'll share it and open two rooms for us."

"Only one room is left." The aunt was full of maliciousness and felt a sense of revenge.

"Just tell me if you can live." Liu Kunlun was ready to leave. At worst, he could spend money to live in the common people's houses and would not be so cowardly.

Others advised him a few more times, and the aunt opened the room for them angrily. There was no door card for this kind of guesthouse, and the keys were controlled by the waiter. No matter when, there was always a waiter holding a bunch of keys to help the guests open the door in the duty room.

The guesthouse facilities are old, and there is only one bathroom on one floor. You have to go to the boiler room to take a bath. Only Xiaonanlou looks a bit like a modern hotel. Although it is also very old, the scarlet chemical fiber carpet should be a product of the last century. Some parts have been worn out, but at least there is a bathroom in the house, and the faucet is turned on and hot water is also there.

"The thermos bottle is on the table, make hot water and go to the boiler room. After 9:30 pm, the room will be shut down after 9:30 pm." After the waiter gave in, he left. Liu Kunlun moved a chair and pressed the door. He looked at the watch. He wore a multi-functional electronic watch while running away, which could show that the altitude here was above 700 meters. It was nine o'clock in the night.

"While there is still hot water, hurry up and wash and go to bed." Liu Kunlun said.

"How to sleep?" Chunjiu glanced at the big bed in embarrassment. There was no sofa in this room. The meme of "I sleep on the sofa, you sleep on the bed" was useless.

"Sleep as you should." Who is Liu Kunlun? How could he be troubled by such low-level secular problems?

"Oh." Chunjiu was secretly happy. Of course she understood that Brother Kunlun would not stand at her own advantage, but the problem now was that she wanted to take advantage of Brother Kunlun.

The hot water temperature in the room was insufficient. The two of them simply washed their faces, washed their feet, went to bed to rest, and Liu Kunlun lie down with his clothes. This was a habit he had developed recently. Those who were wanted should be ready to escape at any time.

Chunlei was exhausted and fell asleep quickly. Liu Kunlun slept lightly and woke up every half an hour. He was a person who had experienced countless tests of life and death. He had a keen sense of danger, and this place was insecure.

Sure enough, at around two o'clock in the evening, someone kicked the door. It was not a gangster, because the gangster would not kick the door so openly. The local police came.

"Open the door, open the door, the police check the room." The person outside the door opened the lock with the key, but because there was a chair in the door, it couldn't be opened.

Liu Kunlun got out of bed and turned on the lights. Chunlei woke up and hurriedly put on his coat.

The door opened, and three men in uniform rushed in, holding a strong flashlight in their hands. Their uniforms were very unstandard, with public security on their arms, auxiliary police, and military coats on their chests.

"What are you doing!" Liu Kunlun asked.

"What are you doing, ID card, marriage certificate!" the man in uniform shouted.

Liu Kunlun knew that this was deliberately searching for trouble, so he gave Chunji a wink.

"I can't take it out, right? Let me tell you, you're called the current hooligan crime. Let's go and go to the police station to explain it clearly." The man in uniform took out his handcuffs.

"Be honest!" The auxiliary policeman behind him held the rubber stick and looked timid.

Of course, Liu Kunlun would not surrender. Dajiang Dahe had even rushed over. How could he be arrested in a mountain village police station? He smiled bitterly and slashed the man in the uniform's neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious on the spot. The other two were caught off guard and were also calmly brought down by him.

The three auxiliary policemen were locked on the radiator by their own handcuffs and stuffed their own socks into their mouths. Two residents of Xiaonan Building packed their luggage and went downstairs to disappear into the night.

This time, I have to leave if I don’t walk on the mountain road. Fortunately, Liu Kunlun seized two flashlights to light it. The mountain road is rugged and winding, and it is really impossible to drive. Even mountain motorcycles are not enough. Only people and goats can walk. The two of them walked and stopped. When they were tired, they sat in the shelter wrapped in the military coat they had received.

With the back of the cliff, there are mountains in front of you, a cold moon is coming up, and there are wolves howling in your ears. This is the hometown of Chunlei.

"Chunlei, have you grown up here since you were a child?" Liu Kunlun lit a cigarette. The night was long and it was so cold that it was hard to sleep. It was better to chat.

"My home is still in a higher place, called Corn Top, and you have to climb up to reach the cliff at 90 degrees." Chunlei gestured, "There is no cultivated land on the mountain, so you can only plant some corn in the corners. You can't eat enough for many years and you can't see meat. I have to get up at four o'clock in the morning to walk three hours at night to get to school." Chunlei smiled, "I have been to school for a total of five years. The mountains are too hard and the teachers can't stay."

Liu Kunlun asked: "Your name was chosen by the teacher, right?"

Chunjiu said: "The name I got from my family is Chunni because I was born in spring, but the name Chunjiu was picked by my mother for me. I cut the spring leeks at night and cut the yellow grinds in the new cooking. This is the artistic conception."
Chapter completed!