Zhenhua naturally didn't know anything about Xiulian, and was drowsy on the bus at the moment.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the bus arrived at the area of Hedong Town.

Zhenhua chose a remote location, got out of the car early, and rushed home from the country road.

This blue nose and swollen face look too ugly, if you go home from the road, you meet an acquaintance, but you have to be seen as a joke. If the other party asks a few more words, how can you explain it?

Although they won this fight by themselves, and won it very thoroughly, the villagers didn't see the scene of the fight, they only saw their own face swollen like a pig's head!

On the winter fields, there are basically no people.

Seeing people from afar, Zhenhua also forked the path to detour, Qianmo crisscrossed the vast world, and could avoid it.

When I came to the village of the third group of Dongwan in a circle, it was already close to dusk.

Zhenhua saw that there was no one in front of the village, lowered his head, started from Nangangtou, and sped up his pace to go home.

I'm really afraid of ghosts, and when I was about to get to the door, I met Wang Xiang.

"Oh, Zhenhua, what's the matter with your face, you fought with someone?!" Wang Xiang asked in surprise.

"No, no...... Riding a bicycle and falling...... Zhenhua's face was hot, and he swooped into the house.

If it was Qi Lei, he would definitely stand still, brag about it, and make up the story of his battle against the eighteen strong men to fight on the streets, turning the bruised marks on his face into glory and showing off capital.

Zhenhua is not Qi Lei and is not good at bragging.

Zhao Chenghai and his wife are waiting for their son at home.

When he saw his son enter the door, he immediately greeted him.

"Zhenhua, did you fight with someone?what's the matter with your face?" Seeing her son's appearance, Cuihong was angry, angry and distressed, and hurriedly grabbed her son's hand and asked repeatedly.

Zhao Chenghai glared, ashamed and guilty, and asked in horror: "Did you arrest you and go to the police station for the sake of usury?" Oh my God, if I knew this, I would have gone with Director Shi!"

Zhenhua couldn't cry or laugh, waved his hand and said: "It has nothing to do with the loan, and it's not a big deal for me, it's just skin trauma." In the county seat, I met two drunken bastards, took two fists, and it was fine. ”

"Is it really okay?Except for the wound on his face, is there anything on his body?" Cui Hong was naturally not at ease, and she couldn't wait to check her son's whole body.

"It's really okay, I'm not a good guy. ”

No matter how his parents asked, Zhenhua was tight-lipped, only saying that he had met two little bastards by accident, and never mentioned the greasy man with safflower.

If the truth is revealed, the parents will definitely have to complain about themselves again.

Alas, if you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place.

Zhenhua also complained to himself in his heart, regretting the happy incident of stopping the wedding car that day.

I made a fuss, nothing changed, but I caused this endless trouble!

Zhao Chenghai and his wife couldn't ask a clue, so they had to give up, and scolded the two little bastards who didn't know what they looked like.

Zhenhua took a shower and changed his clothes, and then he felt a little more comfortable.

Zhao Chenghai asked about the loan shark and learned that it was fine, and he was a lot more relaxed.

Cuihong closed the door early and said to her son: "Don't go out for the next two days, recuperate at home, and wait until your face is swollen before going out, like this, it is not good to be seen by the villagers." ”

Zhenhua nodded.

Zhao Chenghai came out of the back door, went to the medical room of the brigade headquarters, and asked Zhou Guoming to prescribe some red potions and band-aids anti-inflammatory drugs to treat his son's wounds.

Zhenhua rested all night, and the bruises on his face had faded, and there were only some faint traces.

The wound on the forehead is attached with a band-aid, and the hair is combed down to cover it, and it is not very conspicuous.

After lunch, Zhenhua's parents took their sister Chunlan to the town to squeeze oil and process glutinous rice noodles by the way.

"Zhenhua, Zhenhua!"

Zhenhua was idle, took out the big red paper to write Spring Festival couplets, and was about to try the brush that Zhang Cheng gave him, but he heard Qi Lei shouting outside the window.

"Qi Lei, when are you coming back!?" Zhenhua was overjoyed.

I haven't seen Qi Lei for more than a month, and I really miss it!

Qi Lei had already entered the house, put the two bottles of wine in his hand on the table, took out two packs of good cigarettes from his pocket and threw them to Zhenhua, and said with a smile: "I just came back, and the bench came to you before it was hot, is it interesting enough?"

Zhenhua grabbed the cigarette and asked, "Why did you bring me cigarettes and alcohol?

"No matter how much money you make, it's better than you at home!" Qi Lei took out another cigarette, handed one to Zhenhua, and said: "This wine was bought for your father, and I paid a New Year's greeting in advance." By the way, what have you been doing at home all this time? How are you doing with the little tailor?"

Zhenhua shrugged: "Isn't that still like that?"

"It's still not okay, Secretary Zheng is right, be a little bolder, and take ...... steps Hey, what's the matter with your face, Zhenhua? Damn, I'm not at home, someone actually bullied you!? Who beat you like this, tell me, I'm going to raid his house tonight!"

Qi Lei suddenly discovered the injury on Zhenhua's face, and the "tiger body" was shocked, his hands rolled up his sleeves in turn, and his hair rushed to the crown angrily.

"Don't be foolish!" Zhenhua glared at Qi Lei, pulled him into his bedroom, and explained the matter roughly.

For Qi Lei, he has no reservations.

After finishing speaking, Zhenhua said again: "I didn't suffer a loss, it was Xiulian's husband who suffered." This matter, you will rot in your stomach, don't tell anyone, otherwise I will break off your friendship!"

"Damn, scare me with a break up. Forget it, I won't say it. Qi Lei sighed and said, "Xiulian...... It's really pitiful, she won't be happy, although she is married in the county seat. ”

Zhenhua squinted at Qi Lei, and said angrily: "How do you know that people are unhappy? What qualifications do you have to pity people? People are from the city now, you better mind your own business!"

Qi Lei also glared at him, and replied: "Are you a pig's brain? Xiulian's marriage must have been forced by her parents, not her own will......!

Zhenhua was silent.

Xiulian has been gone for so long, in fact, it has not come out of his heart.

The figure at the door flashed, and the voice of Old Master Yao came: "Is Zhenhua at home?"

Zhenhua was stunned for a moment, hurriedly walked out of the door, and greeted: "Master Yao is here?"

Old Master Yao was on crutches in one hand and a brush in the other, and said with a smile: "I'm here to find you, not your father." ”

"Oh, let's sit in Master Yao's house. Zhenhua let the old master in.

"The old master is really a rare guest, why did he think of visiting the door?" asked Qi Lei with a grin.

"What a rare guest, I'm here to write Spring Festival couplets for you, and by the way, I'll talk to Zhenhua. Weelly, you're here too, just in time, I have something to say to you both. The old master sat down on the chair by the door, and set aside his crutches.

"It's an honor to ask me for something. Qi Lei laughed.

Zhenhua poured a cup of tea for Yao Fuzi and put it on a low stool on the side.

The old master sat by the door, basking in the sun and trimming his beard, looked at Zhenhua and Qi Lei, and asked: "The ancients had a saying, saying that the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, have you two heard of it?"

Zhenhua and Qi Lei glanced at each other, each feeling funny in their hearts, and they didn't know what the old master's opening remarks meant, but they had to nod together: "I've heard of it!"

Yao Fuzi also nodded and said, "Do you know what I mean by saying this?"

Zhenhua and Qi Lei shook their heads together: "I don't know!"

The old master laughed, pointed at Zhenhua and Qi Lei, and said, "I mean, you two are our puppets in Dongwan Village!"

"Piff?"

Zhenhua and Qi Lei looked at each other again, wanting to laugh but unable to laugh, confused.