"Carrying a small leather bag, wearing a big sable, driving a Santana, and drinking old Zhu Xiaoyao!"

Not only can it be seen everywhere on the big wall, maybe it's too catchy, but the children who run back and forth on the road also shout a few times from time to time.

Such a comprehensive bombardment of visual and auditory sensations made "Old Zhu Xiaoyao" leave a very deep impression on people's hearts in a very short period of time.

Although the content is straightforward, the content inside is deeply rooted in people's hearts;

Now that the times have changed, in the past, ordinary people in Bangye County only felt that they could eat white rice and white noodles at a time, rape on the table, eat without pickle gnocchi, wear warm clothes, and have a bicycle cow when they went out was considered a good day.

But now the world has slowly changed, although it is rare to see this boss and that boss in Bangye County, but the image of rich people on TV has gradually increased.

The small leather bag under the squeaky nest, the big brother in his hand, the car and the mink gradually became the symbol of the rich.

So the first three sentences in the slippery mouth, "Clip a small bag, wear a big mink, and open a Santana" are actually the best days that ordinary people can imagine.

Although Lao Zhu Xiaoyao doesn't know what it is, he can be juxtaposed with the previous three, and invisibly raise the grade of Xiaoyao that can be seen everywhere!

And such catchy slogans, high-frequency audio-visual bombardment, coupled with the expectations for the future that many people have in their hearts, make many old men in Bangye have sweet dreams when they sleep.

Just when people were completely brainwashed by this set of smooth slips, Lao Zhu Xiaoyao was listed.

On the shelves of various stores, the one-pound transparent glass bottles appeared one after another. Above, with a simple typesetting with red characters on a white background, seven big characters are engraved - Lao Zhu Xiaoyao, made by Bangye.

……

Liu Manchu is an employee of the Bangye Tile Factory, in his early forties this year, as the saying goes, thirty and forty are not confused, but that is talking about scholars, not including the small people in the market.

When a person reaches forty, the older he gets, the more aggrieved Liu Manchu becomes.

The body is not good,

Liu Manchu's family was poor when he was young, his parents died early, and he didn't marry a daughter-in-law, so he became a glorious errand runner.

Later, the neighbor's old man who worked in the brick factory was smashed and bent his waist when he was working, and he couldn't get up from the kang. The orphans and widows in the family have no livelihood, and the living widow always talks to him, and one day in the middle of the night he got into his bed, and since then Liu Manchu has left the errand industry and become a gangster.

For more than ten years, Liu Manhoard's monthly salary was handed over to the living widow, and he ate and drank together. The widow lives at home every month with a single number, and the double number is hoarded with Liu Man.

Later, the living widow gave birth to a son, although he was not surnamed Liu, but his appearance was the same as that carved out of a mold by Liu Manho.

That's how the days have passed.

The neighbors also know about their family, although everyone doesn't say anything, but they just stumble with small words.

Today, Liu Manchu got off work, and just about to leave after buying cigarettes in a store near his home, he called Lao Wang from the commissary, "Manho, it's the fifteenth today, pay your salary, make so much money in a month, don't patronize to help others raise their sons, you have to be kind to yourself." A new little burn, a whole bottle?"

Recently, the factory can't pay wages, Liu Manchu is looking at why he will go back to pay to the living widow, so he still has the heart to drink?

Rattle his head and walk back with his hands behind his back.

"Full hoard, this is good wine! Clip a small bag, wear a big mink, open Santana and drink Lao Zhu Xiaoyao, I sell this Lao Zhu Xiaoyao! Two yuan a bottle, the whole one?"

"A few handfuls of, Lao Tzu doesn't have a bag, can't afford to wear a mink, can't afford a car, drink a few handfuls of Mao Xiaoyao?" Liu Manhoard lit a cigarette and waved his hand.

"Tsk," Lao Wang said with a blank face, and persuaded as if he had come over: "Drink!

Liu Manchu hesitated, waved his hand and left.

But as soon as he went out, he turned around and went back to the store, took out four five-cent tickets from a crumpled stack of gross tickets in his pocket, took a bottle of wine on the counter and walked home.

That night, although he arrived at the double number, the living widow thought that the money he paid this month could not support the family, so he did not come.

After a long night, Liu Manho himself took a plate of peanuts and killed a bottle of small soju. The wine was too strong, and Liu Man didn't even pull the lamp and fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, Liu Manchu dreamed that he was developed.

Holding the bag under the squeaky nest, he kicked his workshop director into the ditch, and then hugged himself and couldn't see his face clearly, only feeling that ** was as big a secret as a gourd...... What's the secret?

Secretary?

Well, yes, it's the secretary, and I went home in a car.

The bunch of babies upstairs and downstairs at home all look like a bear like themselves, and they don't care if they call themselves uncles, they all call them dad.

……

Originally, Li Xian was still a little worried about such a big wine shop. Xiaoyao can't go up, and he's afraid that he won't be able to sell it if he does too much and won't have a place to store it.

He also didn't like Li Xian's method of bottling and raising costs instead of sending bulk to the wholesale department. But after a few days, he became more and more busy, and there were more and more kiosks queuing up at the door to serve wine, and the anxious scolding of his mother became higher and higher, and he found that he had hit his mother's luck and met a nobleman!

On this day, my mother made a small burn for half her life, first to the state-run store, and then to the Hailin Supply and Marketing Cooperative, when did you ever have a time when you could earn more than 5,000 yuan a day?

Happy to be happy, looking at the three girls who were sweating profusely in the wine shop with him, Lao Zhu was angry.

After the sorghum rice in the pot was taken out of the pot, he snatched the sieve in Zhu Juan's hand, and slapped his daughter's brain: "You elm brain melon bag, what are you doing here?"

"Dad, don't the aunts of the neighbors in this neighborhood also work in the winery?

Seeing that his daughter's face was aggrieved, Lao Zhu hated that iron could not be made of steel, and said: "Their babies have all given birth to a kang, how many have you given birth to?"

"......" Zhu Juan was choked and didn't come up, she almost held her breath, and she slowed down for a long time before she said, "Then what should I do, Dad?"

"Do what a little girl should do, dress herself up and clean up! Lao Zhu taught him a lesson, and then said in a low voice: "Go and see what your brother Xian is doing at home, help him with his work, and clean up the house." Something will happen, boil!"

Hearing this, Zhu Juan turned her head and walked out of the wine shop.

……

Li Xian has been annoyed by the bear child these days.

Ever since every day he used a pack of white rabbits and storytelling to instigate these little cubs to shout all over the street, he has been relied on.

In these years, the poor people have no entertainment projects, although black and white TV and other things have been popularized, but the poor families are still reluctant to spend that money, so the most money-saving thing every night is the man-making movement between husband and wife.

There are a lot of children in Zhumaotun, there are less than 100 households in total, and there are 60 or 70 children aged 5, 6, 7 or 8 years old.

In the past two days, I have become addicted to eating candy, blocking the door of Li Xian's house every day, pestering Li Xian to tell stories without giving sugar.

But often after giving sugar, he didn't leave, and he had to let Li Xian finish telling the stories that sounded weird and scary, but the more scary they were, the more they wanted to hear them.

"Brother Xianzi, you can tell us one! Yesterday's yellow skin was too short, you can talk about a long one today!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a long one! Yesterday it wasn't too scary, today it's scary!"

"The yellow skin is not scary? Ergou, your mother got up this morning and dried the mattress again, it can't be that you didn't dare to pee on the ground last night, and you urinated on the kang again!"

"No, no!

It's not early, and although it's spring now, and the days are longer, it's dark at five o'clock in the afternoon. Seeing that this group of little cubs was chattering and chattering, and he couldn't stop if he didn't listen to the story, Li Xian sat helplessly at the door of the house and shouted not to make noise.

Seeing his posture, a group of children sat or squatted and gathered in front of him.

"Ahem," Li Xian cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Okay, let's not tell a story today, I'll tell you a real story." ”

"Say, there was an old lady outside Harbin Road, and one day the old lady went out to buy vegetables, and when she came home, she died on the side of the road. ”

As soon as they heard that there was a dead man, the bear children couldn't help but lean forward.

Seeing that the success attracted the attention of the children, Li Xian smiled secretly in his heart: "People have to mourn when they die, this old lady was put into a coffin by the children and put in the mourning shed." You can't touch cats and dogs for seven days after death, but that night, one of the eldest sons of the wake accidentally fell asleep. As a result, a black cat jumped onto the coffin without knowing what to do. And guess what?"

"What's wrong?" asked the child closest to Li Xian, swallowing his spit.

Li Xian leaned forward and lowered his voice, "As a result, the eldest son woke up the next day and saw that the body of the old lady in the coffin was gone." ”

Grunt!

There was a sound of swallowing spit all around.

"That'...... And what about then?" asked another child.

Li Xian smiled coldly, "The next day, a child was playing outside too late, and it was dark when he came home. Just as he was walking through an alley, he saw an old lady standing there with her back to him. The child thought that the old lady was lost and couldn't find a home, so he went up and called grandma. And then...... Guess what?"

"What's the matter...... What's going on?"

The old lady turned around slowly, she was wearing a shroud, and her face turned out to be a cat face!"

"Ahhh

With Li Xian's sudden answer, a group of children were so frightened that they hugged each other!

At this moment, a figure came slowly in front of the mansion.

The figure walks in a strange posture. It was already dark, and I couldn't see the face of the person who came, but I could only see a woman.

"Constitutional...... Brother Xian ......"

The figure said a few words slowly.

A few children looked back and saw a big dough face, they didn't know what they were wiping, and the miserable white was full of oozing red.

"Ahh

In an instant, a group of children blew up the nest! As if they were throwing a firecracker into a pile of flies, they howled and ran away!

Seeing that face, even Li Xian was frightened, he ran directly back to the courtyard and closed the door of the mansion with a bang.

Watching a group of children running around, a few of them plunged into the dung pit, and then saw the closed door of the house, Zhu Juan touched her face.

"Hey, that's so pretty?"