Chapter 42

The old noodle restaurant on Nan Street is located on Laonan Street. It takes about seven or eight minutes to ride a bicycle from Pinghai Intermediate Courtyard.

Under the might of the sun, I rode fast, so the shadows of the trees dodge in the daytime, as broken as the walls that had quietly faded from the old alley.

Far away, my mother sat under the soapberry tree at the entrance of the noodle shop. When she saw me coming, she waved with a smile.

She had a white hat and black dress, and the light yellow ribbon on her head danced gently in the midday wind.

There are not many green acacia trees in the lush green acacia trees, and this tree is particularly thick and not only soaring into the sky, but it almost occupies most alleys. It can be said that I can't help but be surprised every time I see it.

Just when I was locking the car, I glanced up inadvertently and suddenly found that there was a person sitting opposite the mahogany wooden table.

White shirt, suit pants, brown sandals, big back and head are meticulous and greasy.

He was smiling at me, and even waved to me like his mother, which was Liang Zhiyuan.

This person surprised me more than the soap tree.

In fact, I was a little confused. This guy was not busy with the fire and joined Lao He, why did he go to Pinghai?

Do you still recognize me?

He stood up, smiling, his voice still magnetic.

This is nothing nonsense, so I said: Of course, Mr. Liang.

Originally, I wanted to add one, but I thought it was too grand and I had to swallow it.

Sitting, my mother curled her lips and patted the rattan chair. What should I eat? Order the food quickly.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but her cheeks were flushed with redness, and her eyes were foggy.

I couldn't help but wipe my sweat.

There is nothing to eat in this old noodle restaurant, except duck noodles, shepherd's purse noodles, the so-called traditional Pinghai specialty.

I have been lucky enough to eat it a few times. To be honest, it’s just that, it may not be better than my mother.

However, the people are very convinced. At this moment, there is a lot of sitting inside and outside the store, and there is a real momentum of having a banquet at home.

My mother said that this would be the case as long as the noodle restaurant is opened.

This sentence made Liang Zhiyuan very excited. He ordered a bowl of shepherd's purse noodles, rubbed his hands, looking impatient.

I heard your mother say you were intern in the court?

He asked me.

Yes, as you said, it’s just a rare thing that my mother called me out for a meal and wanted to have a party with you.

My mother called me before appearing at 10 o'clock, and she did not disclose any information except to indicate the location.

She was indifferent to my surprise and just sucked two tissues to let me wipe my sweat.

So I wiped my sweat, and pointed to the secret ancestral film mutton that I just came up and said to Liang Zhiyuan: This is good, try it quickly.

I'm telling the truth, although this is a secret system of ancestral origin, it's probably a lie.

In addition to introducing this noodle restaurant, my mother didn't say a few words. Liang Zhiyuan was too concerned about my internship, intention to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and employment prospects, and it was a bit like a hungry tiger.

As for me, I couldn't help but glance at my mother secretly. When she looked over, I quickly looked away: a huge lantern was hanging above Liang Zhiyuan, and more small lanterns were hanging in other parts of the tree. In the eyes of some people, this acacia tree became a spirit, so that it was worshipped during festivals.

Mr. Liang was very interested in this, and he even got up and circled around the tree.

As for ghosts and gods, you can also worship them.He said with black-framed glasses.

Later, Liang Zhiyuan suddenly talked about Pingju School. He said that he had several old friends at Provincial Normal University, and art teachers might be able to think of ways.

When he said this, he first faced his mother and then turned to me.

I took a sip of the beer, hesitating whether to smile.

The sun was peeking among the dense branches and leaves, and the lushness splashed down, touching the ground, the table, and people's faces, bright and swaying.

Then thank you first.

Mother smiled.

I thought she would say something, but just one sentence was gone.

Even the topic did not continue. My mother turned around and asked me if I would go to the afternoon internship.

Anyway.

I answered her.

Court Ah, it’s free in the afternoon, Liang Zhiyuan smiled, the same is true for the High Court. I’m running to the court every few days.Since I was a child, I always ate voraciously when I was scolded. I couldn't change it many times. When I was eating outside, I would deliberately suppress it. Even after a meal, I was urged by Mr. Liang several times. This guest thought I, the owner, was too polite.When he was having tea after dinner, his mother asked Liang Zhiyuan when he would leave.He held his glasses and said with a smile: You will drive me away as soon as I came.The mother smiled and didn't say anything.I have to work in the afternoon. Tomorrow, I really have time. Liang Zhiyuan took a sip of tea. He originally wanted to have fun in Pinghai, but unfortunately he was not familiar with the place.He looked at me first, then quickly turned to his mother again, smiling brighter.So the pleats were filled with sunlight.I don't like this expression very much.My mother also smiled. She looked up at the lushness of the dome, then stared at the crowd under the shade of the trees and said: I am busy and can't leave. Hey, she suddenly faced me: Lin Lin is free, it doesn't matter if the internship tomorrow, what about Dangdang tour guide?The warm cheeks were so close to me, and the stripes on the plump and red lips were clearly visible.

The next day, I accompanied Liang Zhiyuan to the hydropower station and visited several temples. To be honest, there was nothing fun on this hot day.

As for transportation, it is naturally Mr. Liang’s Lecturer.

He asked me if I was taking the driver's license, and I said I was planning to take the exam. He said that he would not suppress his skills, and it would be better to take the early exam than to take the late exam.

Now I’ll drive, go out for a walk with your mother, and drive on your own. How beautiful.

In fact, as soon as I came back from Pingyang, my mother suggested that I take a driver's license, and I had a 2,500-package package, and the training ground was in the second vocational high school.

As a result, after a round of swing, I just gained a good place to play.

Regarding this tour, Liang Zhiyuan disagreed at first. He waved his hands repeatedly and said that it was no more trouble. He was just a joke just now.

With my insistence, he did not refuse.

Originally, I recommended the primeval forest, and he said he had been there long ago.

What about ecological tourism? It has a share of Jianyu, which can be considered to be developed by us.

As for Pinghai, he has been traveling a lot in the past two years. Pinghai Special Steel is our cooperative enterprise and the largest building materials supplier.

Every time I go to Pinghai Ah, there are activities on the scene, like riding a wooden donkey, not to mention how uncomfortable it is, it can’t be pushed away.

Liang Zhiyuan stood in the sunlight on the top of the dam with his waist on his waist. The white wind ripped the black Nike Pl shirt and made a sound. I would rather stay at home and read the book carefully.

These words of his roar were heard, because the wind was too strong, and I doubted whether there was a crack in the sky.

Although it has been some years, this nationally famous hydropower station is still magnificent, with a normal water storage level of 260m, a total storage capacity of 124.5 billion m3, and a total installed capacity of 1.5 million kilowatts. Since the full power generation in 1997, it has supplied nearly one-third of the electricity consumption of the flat sea.

The above information is of course from the giant announcement board at the entrance of the scenic area. The inscription by a former Vice Premier of the State Council stands with it.

The great man in the province wrote: Good power generation and good productivity development.

A very literary and powerful sentence.

Liang Zhiyuan was very devout to burn incense and worship Buddha, and he almost always worshiped every temple.

He suggested that I come and give incense sticks too, of course, I refuse.

I have psychological barriers to kneeling down with such various things that are not male or female.

In fact, the prosperity of the River God and other things was only in the 1990s. According to my mother, it is closely related to the development of tourist cities in Pinghai.

In Pingdu Temple, Mr. Liang got up from the ground and became a good man.

This old worshiper of the River God will not bless me to drown one day, right?

He smiled.

I didn't know what to say, so I had to laugh and mean it.

Do you think I'm superstitious?

Liang Zhiyuan climbed down the stairs and turned around. This man became obedient as soon as he got older. He was a single old bachelor, but he was free and at ease, but he was deserted and it was not easy to live.

When I was young, I was still very important in my family.

He sighed as he said that.

I didn't want to inquire about other people's privacy, but I still couldn't help asking: Why did I leave?

These words almost blurted out, accompanied by the sound of sneakers rubbing on the stone steps, so old that even he was shocked.

If you can't get through, just leave. Mr. Liang is very calm. He has a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days. This separation is actually good for the children.

This atmosphere is a bit exaggerated. I am not used to falling into other people's feelings, so I thought about saying a joke, such as if you are a diamond princess, you have to line up with your girl.

But maybe why, my mother popped up in her mind in an instant.

After scanning the towering ancient trees around me that were half dead, I said: Teacher He is not bad either.

Liang Zhiyuan was obviously stunned for a moment. He supported the stone brick wall and said with a smile: You young men, you speak directly.

I thought he would say something, but Mr. Liang had turned around.

After a long time, when we walked around the pavilion, he twisted his waist and said, "I come to the pine tree and sleep with a high pillow on a stone."There are endless suns in the mountains, and I don’t know the year when the cold is over.

However, the summer sun is so fierce.

Bypassing the stinky puddle and walking along the gravel road through the two porches, there is a bamboo forest in front of you.

The west wing is to the north of the bamboo forest. It was just renovated in the past 90s. It is not as simple and elegant, but fortunately it is quiet and quiet.

Liang Zhiyuan said that this place is very good and has artistic conception.

So I told him that the west wing room was the second middle school I used to be.

When the college entrance examination was just resumed, there were only two high schools in the county, one in Chenghuang Temple and the other in Pingdu Temple.

My mom went to high school here.

Yes, then you need to take a good look.

Liang Zhiyuan was very surprised, at least he was very surprised.

Unfortunately, the doors and windows of the three rooms were closed tightly, and through the ragged window paper, there was nothing inside.

After walking around the corridor in front of the door for a few times, Liang Zhiyuan smiled and said: No wonder your mother was admitted to Normal University on the 17th. Our classmate is two or three years older than her. Look at this learning environment, Ah.

He was so exaggerated that I didn't know what to say.

Actually, I was surprised that I could talk to this person so much.

When he came out of the west wing, Liang Zhiyuan suddenly mentioned his father and asked him if he was still teaching sports.

God is here, and this question scared me. I scratched my head and told him that my father is now a professional breeder.

Yes, Mr. Liang took off his glasses and glanced, and put them on again. The teacher industry is too hard, and it is not easy for your mother to survive for twenty years. I have only been in Normal University for a few years, four or five years?

Actually, Ah, I came to Pinghai twice in the 1980s. He took off his glasses again and wiped the corner of his clothes. His mouth was like a cannon, and he didn't stop. At that time, did you have an uncle, surnamed Lu, tall and thin, with small eyes and loud voice?

Liang Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes, but I felt my muscles and bones tremble suddenly.

I can't say whether Lu Yongping is thin or not, but it's not very tall. He's tiny, but his voice is not very big.

I wanted to say something, but a word didn't break out except nodding.

Two times Ah, you were entertained by your uncle and lived in a wool sweater factory.

He put on his glasses, sighed lightly, and smiled. He was young at that time and had made many jokes. The old Lu Ah was quite fierce. At this point, he suddenly stopped abruptly. Liang Zhiyuan's tone suddenly increased a little: How is Lao Lu now? He was the director of the workshop back then.

Regarding Lao Lu's current situation, Liang Zhiyuan naturally couldn't help but sigh.

He said that he thought Lao Lu was very powerful back then, and he was not a few years older than him, but he seemed to be able to play with anything. If such a person said nothing, it would be gone. It is really impermanent.

About I came to Pinghai twice in the 1980s, and I said: Are you and my mother ordinary classmates, right?

The sunset passed by the glazed tiles and built a calm triangle on the wall of the Red Palace, so I also seemed very calm when I said this.

What do you mean? What do you mean by ordinary classmates?

Liang Zhiyuan seemed stunned, but soon grinned, rumbling like sand and gravel rolling in the mixer.

After staring at me for several seconds, he sorted out his hair that was quietly hanging from his forehead and continued to smile and said: Awesome boy, how did you see it?

I didn't say anything because I really didn't know how to answer.

Guessed?Or did he pause and put his arms around my shoulder, or did your mother tell you?

After stammering for a while, I told him that I guessed it.

How could ordinary classmates run to their hometown? They are welcomed by their relatives twice? I even added. Of course, this reason is not tenable at all, and Liang Zhiyuan naturally would not believe it. But he just sighed lightly: What is the world that urges people to grow old? It's half a chicken and half a horse's hooves. In this flash, more than twenty years have passed. When he came out of Pingdu Temple, a vendor was selling jade next to the horse stone at the door. Liang Zhiyuan went up to play with it for a while. Finally, he carried a string of red sandalwood beads (it is said to be) and said he wanted to give me a gift. Of course, I said I didn't want it. In fact, I found it inexplicable. What to do? He smiled and said, "I really don't want Ah, I can take it back for your mother." To be honest, I really can't tell if he is joking. So I told him: All the things here are fucking fakes. Yes, that's what I said. Last night, my mother stuffed me a thousand dollars so that I could do my best to do my landlords. As you expected, I couldn’t spend it in front of Liang Zhiyuan, except for the first two bottles of water.

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My mother was really busy. She ran to Pingyang two or three times in this time. She was either a teacher problem or a performance agreement of the theater troupe, so she was worried about anything.

With the heavy rainstorm at the end of three days, it can be said that I haven't run much in the past two weeks.

It's really true that I stayed in bed. Every day, I feel like I've taken advantage of it once more.

In response to this, Zheng Huanhuan announced after careful diagnosis that this typical peasant mentality would be unacceptable, otherwise it would be difficult to become a climate if this continues.

The prescription she gave was: Starting from today, you will write all the memorandums for closing.

Master is Master, no matter how arrogant or domineering you are, you can do nothing.

Fortunately, she often encounters breast swelling problems when she is old, so the itchy, painful and shameful sourness will inevitably play an objective role to comfort people's hearts.

With this, my internship work has been maintained to some extent, thanks for life!

Zhou Liyun is really good. She can be said to be unpretentious. Every time she meets her, she will nod and greet you.

The smile is also sweet, green, like the crystal clear glittering on the lotus leaves after the summer rain.

He is not tall, but his small body can always convey a kind of weak gentleness, and even the black robe cannot be eliminated.

Simply put, it is a feeling of a woman from Jiangnan, but according to Zheng Huanhuan, Tingchang Zhou is a native of Pinghai.

It's from Gejiazhuang in the west of the city.

My master is making a sound.

In the past ten days, I sent documents to the prefect of the prefect's office six or seven times, but Zhou Liyun generously stuffed me meal tickets twice, which totaled more than 300 yuan, and I'm afraid I can't finish it in just three or two months.

It is difficult for me to connect her with Chen Jianjun (including Chen Chen) with such a person.

It was raining heavily on Zhou Liyun's birthday. The colleagues from the Civil Service Department saved her a cake, which was very large and occupied most of the table.

I blew the candles at noon and cut them in the cafeteria, so I have a share of them.

In this case, the cake looks a little small.

In the evening, President Zhou invited him to dinner. I thought Chen Jianjun would come, of course, not.

Zhou Liyun didn't put down her chopsticks much. In less than twenty minutes, she stood up and said a few words, and left in a hurry with apologies.

But the big guy was very calm and looked like he was used to it.

I glanced at Zheng Huanhuan and gave me an elbow: Eat quickly, I'm in a hurry to go home and breastfeed the baby.

After coming out of the hotel, the rain kept rumbling, but my teachers still decided to go to KTV.

The private rooms have been booked, so it’s too much to waste if you don’t go there. President Zhou must give him face.

So I was hit by the howlings of all kinds of ghosts and wolves for more than half an hour.

Later, my master pushed me and said I couldn't do it anymore.

As you might expect, the problem of milk swelling is coming appropriately.

It took a lot of verbal talk before we seized the opportunity and slipped out.

The rain is still heavy, and the taxi gives people the feeling of jogging in the vast ocean.

I said: President Zhou left in a hurry.

Zheng Huanhuan glanced at me: Why are you like a girl? You are so eighty. They have a husband, daughter and son. On their birthday, they also celebrate Ah with their family. I’m just going to squeeze in with you.

Well said, I was speechless.

I shouldn't have gone to sing. She licked the wet marks on her shoulders, and when she raised her head, her voice suddenly lowered. Sister Yun Ah

I immediately nodded and put my head over.

Baba!She smiled and twisted my ear. Sister Yun, is she a miserable person, don’t talk nonsense, do you know?

I nodded like pounding garlic.

Sister Yun has been married twice. Her ex-husband is a bastard who loves to beat women and divorces within two years. This guy heard that he was beaten up miserably later.The current person is good, powerful, but unfortunately it is not good to have a daughter. Just doing this for medical treatment all year round, let alone the current person has a son, who is about the same age as you. You can tell what you are like at home.

I don't need to think about this son, I know it.Zheng Huanhuan lowered her eyes, fiddled with her sleeves, and said nothing.None?I asked.

What else do you want to hear?The master glanced at me angrily.

What's wrong with her daughter?

It seems that I can't say a few words when I'm four or five years old. I'm from this rehabilitation center and that disease. Zheng Huanhuan sighed repeatedly, and her breasts couldn't help but rise and fall. Do you think you are not?

As you said, indeed eight.The rain curtain on the car window was like summer tears. When thin eyebrows and eyes floated in front of me, I sighed for no reason.

Sister Yun is a current student. She studies economics in her postgraduate studies. Do you think it’s good to be a teacher?I don’t know how long it took, but Zheng Huanhuan suddenly said.

When the sky cleared, the final of the second Special Steel Community Basketball Competition kicked off.

At Wang Weichao's sincere invitation, I had to condescend to go and inspect it.

The steel mill is very large and the staff accommodation area is also very large. What’s strange is that you can hardly smell any steel here.

On the contrary, the surrounding area is rich and lush, with birds and insects chirping, which is a good place for people to live in.

During the long time waiting for Wang Weichao, I had to walk around the U-shaped flower bed.

In addition to the pine, cypress and holly, there are also some flowers and plants that are not famous. Unfortunately, they are not growing well. Perhaps they are not adapting to the environment, which always gives people a feeling of being about to die.

On the outside of the flower bed are a row of publicity columns, which are also a U-shaped ones, including newspaper columns, company introduction columns, scientific development concept learning columns, and a strange column called Shuxinfeng Sports People's Column.

All the influential figures are so proud that they can be said to be stupid.

Of course, the bonus should be quite large, which is enviable.

I felt very happy when I swept over the cow head and horse face.

Soon, Chen Jianye couldn't help but jump out, with his head split, his chin, his big mouth, but his small eyes stared at him like an angry wild boar.

In fact, he can't be blamed. I think the leader should look like this, otherwise how can he have prestige?

The U-shaped bend came over and caught off guard, and the white-faced scholar suddenly jumped into his eyes.

In the mottled afternoon sun, the red-bottomed photo with its corners suddenly felt unrealistic, and it took several seconds before I was sure that he didn't run away.

A small flat head, a national face, double eyelids, a high nose bridge, and a tightly closed lips, almost no difference from what I saw on TV, including the looming nasolabial folds.

But this column should have been a few years, and its resume was only updated to 1998: Chen Jianjun, male, member of the Communist Party of China, with a master's degree in economics from Renmin University of China, has taught at Peking University and Provincial Normal University, former deputy director of the Land Economics Research Institute of Provincial Normal University, deputy director of the Department of Economics, professor title, former member of the Pingyang Municipal CPPCC, was elected as an outstanding young expert in the province in 1995, and in the same year he served as honorary vice president of the Pingyang Municipal Planning and Design Institute, and was transferred to the deputy director of the Pinghai Municipal Cultural Bureau in 1998.

Specialties: Rich experience in land planning and land economic research.

Personal hobby: None.

As you can see, this introduction was a bit stupid, so I knocked on the glass and laughed to the sky.

The heat is in full swing around, and the cicadas that are dying are like a sharp knife.

The competition is pretty good.

The key is that the players are a bit wild, they play balls and are very confrontational.

There were also many spectators, and even if the air conditioner was turned on, it would inevitably turn into a ball of butter.

It is worth mentioning that there are also many female audiences, at least not as Wang Weichao said, and he can’t even find a pussy hair.

If you look carefully, there are still many pussy hairs.

However, I was a little absent-minded, perhaps thanks to this sticky, noisy and airtight butter that couldn't stand it at the end of the half.

Wang Weichao slapped his thigh: You said it earlier, I wanted to leave as soon as I came in!

When we came out of the court, we walked along the poplar.

As a devil, I suddenly mentioned Chen Jianjun and said: Is your academic committee not updating?

What?

Chen Jianjun is also a deputy director.

Chen Jianjun, who is Ah? Wang Weichao bit the popsicle and patted his belly. Oh, Jianye, who knows this dick, let's just change the light bulb.

Oh, your mouth.

Even if you come, damn.

Alas, do you know Chen Jianjun’s wife?President of the Civil Court No. 1.

I'm convinced, are you trying to get into trouble with Chen Jianjun?Wang Weichao stared straight at him, but after all, he shook his head, indicating that he knew nothing.

Depend on.

I know the original wife that... I said that she died miserably. She was hanged or killed by the person who fell to death. Anyway, her head was gone. You have to listen to Lao Huang's words. That was so good that she was so scared that she didn't dare to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

Wang Weichao laughed.

His fat was pouring on his back, and he shone with the fat sun above his head, but I suddenly had goose bumps.

I saw Niu Xiuqin again in the troupe office, or to be precise, her mother's temporary bedroom.

This bedroom is actually a compartment in the head of the group leader’s office, which is more than 20 square meters, not small.

It was a weekend. I originally wanted to play with the computer for a while, but when I saw that my mother was not here, I called me "Mom".

Then the door opened.

Niu Xiuqin sat on the sofa, cool in her face because the first thing that caught my eye was her big white legs shining with flesh.

My mother stood at the door, revealing half of her body, a white shirt, a black knee-length skirt, and a pair of white flat-heeled sandals on her feet.

What's wrong?She tweaked her hair.It's okay, I don't know if I should go in, so I glanced at Niu Xiuqin and saw if you have a meal.

Look at how filial Lin Lin is.

Before his mother could answer, Niu Xiuqin stood up.

She held the door with one hand and shook it with her leather bag with the other.

I can't say what brand of this bag is. Maybe it's Hermes, but it's definitely not the lock bag I saw last time.

did you eat?

My mother asked me.

Of course not, I spread my hands like an American.

Let's go, Niu Xiuqin stretched, how about an aunt treating her today?

The old aunt wore a big red sleeveless sweater. Maybe her breasts were too big or the clothes were too small, so her belly button was exposed without hesitation.

I quickly put my eyes away and said: That's good.

On the way to dinner, my mother didn't say a few words, just asked me if my grandma knew.

Maybe she is too lonely, she always loses her temper on trivial matters like a few people having dinner.

Niu Xiuqin kept praising the office for being good, and it was many times better than hers.

They are in front and I are in the back. To be honest, the figures of the two are quite different.

My waist was there, and my aunt was obviously about to swell a circle, including the fatty meat squeezed out from time to time on the edge of the denim hot pants.

Of course, her upper body is also more majestic.

However, my aunt has been losing weight.

Judging from her, this is probably the most important thing in the world for her.

This one cannot be eaten, that one cannot be eaten, this one has pigment, that one destroys the skin, God is above, it can be drunk directly to the northwest wind.

In addition to popularizing science to me and my mother, she put all the topics on me. She even mentioned the Pepsi three-person basketball game, congratulations on us almost winning the championship.

I said, how do you know? She snorted: Auntie has many channels.

These words made me itch all over. I couldn't recover after eating two shrimps.

My mother seemed to have no appetite, so she picked up a few shrimps and ate a few slices of fruit and stopped moving her chopsticks.

I asked her what was wrong, and my mother shook her head and said it was too hot.

It's a bit hot. The outdoor temperature has been around 3940 these days. In grandma's words, God is giving up the job and not planning to do it.

When I came out of the restaurant, Niu Xiuqin praised me for being tall and joked that I would write a recipe for her. Dongdong is still alive and I don’t know what he lacks.

Maybe I was careless, I smiled and said: No problem, I have to write Ah even with this meal.

Niu Xiuqin slapped me: Are you so stingy about Ah?

I thought I would see the seventh-generation Accord again, but Niu Xiuqin said she didn't drive and could call her.

You guys go up first, I'll go for a while and buy some clothes for Dongdong.The aunt covered her face with a bag. She was so wrong that she didn't bring a umbrella when she went out.Fruit diet therapy is wasted.

When I got home, my grandma was sitting at the entrance of the balcony and weaving foil.

Long clothes and trousers, reading glasses, can wear a needle in half a day.

Although she had clearly told her that I would not eat at home at noon, my grandmother still had a good face.

What good lunch to eat?

Noodle.

What noodles?

Just pick up noodles Ah.

Delicious, right?

It's OK, it's a little worse than what you did.I raised the food bag in my hand and my mother brought you some shrimps.

I don’t blush when I speak vernacularly!

Grandma raised her hand and wanted to hit me, but the knives-carved folds spread rapidly with the corner of her mouth as the center. There was peace. She didn't say anything in advance when she came back for lunch, and she hated her!

Grandma was weaving foil all summer and got five or six of them one after another.

I really have a strong grandma. She is so old and has such skills.

Let’s make up two more, grandma said, “There is one Xiuqin family and one Xishuitun family.”

Isn't this enough?Can we use it all at home?

Your uncle's family is one, why don't the old Zhao family take two?

I was speechless.According to grandma, the sorghum stem was tidied by the wife of the old Zhao family from her parents' home. Things that no one wanted in the past have now become rare things.

When I saw the wife of the old Zhao family, I asked her to come and get it. She said that she would pretend to be polite after several times, and even asked me to deliver it to her in person?

If you don’t want it, who cares about this thing?

Silly boy, don’t you, don’t you want someone to get it back from afar and serve you specifically?

What should I do? I'll send it to her?

Aunt Jiang came to her house some time ago and said she was buying fish, but at noon, her father was not at home.

So she said to me: Linlin is fine and goes to home to play Ah.

Maybe why, I didn't go.

When Dagang heard that he had been sentenced to labor camps, he had to sift sand in Erlihe for at least a year.

Grandma scolded people very well. When she really got in, she felt sorry for others and said that Aunt Jiang was so good at raising the child alone.

It really makes people wonder what to say.

Lao Zhao's house lives on the seventh floor.

I held two foils and climbed up slowly on the stairs.

Actually, I regretted it when I left the door. I walked through these two floors and four-story corridors for three minutes.

At the entrance of the corridor, I hesitated for a while.

Just as he was about to go head-on, Old Zhao's door suddenly rang and then opened. Then Aunt Jiang showed her head and her hair was disheveled.

As the gods and ghosts were sent, I immediately retracted.

When he looked up again, a man walked out, with white vest, suit, leather sandals, trousers, legs tied, belly bulging, hair wet, face white and clean, poking a few strokes of stubble, exuding a heroic spirit that time cannot be corroded.

This person is so familiar that with a rumbling sound, I almost forgot to breathe.

In an instant, he walked towards the corridor and strided heavily.

Subconsciously, I quickly rushed to the back of the door.

At this moment, the sun was bright, my father's hair smelled of seafoot, and I was trembling.