# that parting

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**Published on:** 2022-10-08
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## Content

In recent months, it has basically been in a state of closed doors. Busy and busy, coupled with poor health, I made up my mind: I won't go anywhere, and I won't see anyone. Because even if I go and see me reluctantly, the whole person is still indifferent, and it is rude to others. News from the parents: An old friend of my father's is coming. This uncle, surnamed Wu Changhui, is our countryman and a good friend of my father's college days. He started to go to Hong Kong in the late 1970s and has rarely seen each other since then. This time, he and his wife returned to the mainland, first to Shanghai, and then back to their hometown in Fujian. I thought: Too bad I can't see you anymore. When Uncle Wu came, he stayed at home instead of staying in a hotel. The next day, my mother called me and said, "They want to see you, can't you come?" I said, "No. Find a time to make a call." On the third day, my mother called again and said: "Your Uncle Wu still wants to see you. He said that when he went to Hong Kong, you came to see him off after school, but he didn't catch up. He saw your disappointment from the car window, and he never forgot it for so many years. I really want to meet you." I was stunned for a while, then said, "I'll go home to see them tomorrow." That's true, because I did study in Quanzhou at the time, so he remembered correctly. It really happened, and it was remembered by someone for more than 20 years. All the reasons to close the door melt away.The "hit" went back to his parents' house, and the guests went to visit Pudong and have not returned. After waiting for a few hours, I saw them. Uncle Wu's outline has not changed greatly, only his hair and body have revealed the secrets of the years. Aunt is no longer the fairy beauty in my childhood memory (I have seen her wedding photos), but she has a simple smile that is rarely seen in women of this age. Uncle Wu looked at me for a while and said, "You haven't changed. If I meet you on the road, I will recognize you." I thought: Did he ever imagine that we would meet by chance in the flow of people on the street? Speaking of that scene in those years, Uncle Wu said: "At that time, you were studying at the north gate of Quanzhou, and you rushed to see me at the gate of the Overseas Chinese Building after school. The car was already driving. I saw you running over from a distance, and I was very disappointed to see the car driving. , almost crying. I have always remembered that look, and I have remembered it for so many years." The reason why I remember it is not only because I was a small child back then, but also not only because I was the daughter of his good friend— But in the heart of a man who has left his hometown, my countenance overlaps with the last glimpse of my hometown.But back then, I paid so much attention to that separation, because my father was not in Quanzhou at that time, and there was no possibility that my father ordered me to see him off. I was going to see him off myself, and I must have been uneasy during get out of class, and ran to the Overseas Chinese Building after class. ——It takes 20 minutes even by bicycle. In my mind back then, I might have thought it would be a goodbye, because at that time Hong Kong was still a distant place, as distant, unfamiliar and inaccessible as the moon. Not being able to see the "last" side, my disappointment and sadness can be imagined. But the years have erased this section. About this Uncle Wu, what I remember is that when I was younger, I visited his house in Shishi with my father. There was a bustling and lively free market that was rare in the country at that time. It was the first time since I was born that I saw such a rich variety of fruits and vegetables, and such lively seafood. I remember that the vendors greeted Uncle Wu loudly, saying that their goods were good and fresh. . Uncle Wu made a lot of money and didn't bargain at all. He bought a lot of chicken, duck, fish, and seafood, as well as a big orange that I had never seen before. His home is a stone building. Today, I think of it as a villa. There is a big dog on the ground floor. I was very scared, so I didn't dare to come down by myself when I went upstairs. I had a hearty lunch and chatted with Uncle Wu when my father When I was upstairs from one room to another, I kept peeling the mandarin oranges in my hands. Later, my memory of Uncle Wu is that I went to Hong Kong in 1994 and asked for their phone number from my father. After calling several times, no one answered during the day or night, so I couldn't see him.

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