Volume 1: One Hundred Years of Love Chapter 22: Phone Booths

When the cunning brother took off his shoes, the burnt yellow socks inside jumped out with a "flutter", and a white heat came out shamelessly.

Wang Shi had been feeling a rancid smell in the air, so he hurriedly covered his nose with his hand and hurriedly shouted: "Brother, are you going to see the old leader? ”

Brother Cunning, Brother Cunning, your hair is mosse slippery, the shoe polish of your leather shoes is polished, and your clothes are well worn, why are these socks so unsophisticated?

"Hehe, hehe. The cunning brother smiled awkwardly.

"Brother Cunning, you invite the leader to a big meal, the stinky socks will not only affect his appetite, but also affect your old leader's decision-making. Wang Shiyi continued to tease him.

When the cunning brother heard this, he took off the smelly socks on his feet, pulled out his travel bag from under the bed, and found a pair of white socks from it, and hurriedly put them on his own feet.

Wang Shiyi suddenly laughed.

It turned out to be a great surprise that the big toes of the cunning brother's two feet, with extremely sharp nails, broke through the confinement of the socks with great curiosity and poked out their fat heads.

"Brother Cunning, what are you doing?" The two toes looked up at the cunning brother.

Brother Cunning shook his head and pressed his fingers on his toes, meaning man, I didn't mean to make things difficult for you.

The quality of these socks is so inferior!

How could a bargain bought from a farmer's stall withstand the fatal stab of his sharp toenails?

The cunning brother stretched his feet in the air and writhed his bare toes in a show-off manner, causing Wang Shiyi to laugh "hahaha".

When the two of them came out of the rental house, when they passed the entrance of the corridor on the second floor, they saw that the room next to the opening was boldly open, and several young people were holding beer bottles and drinking.

"Brother, we blew this bottle!" shouted a loud and heroic voice.

"Brother, I still have to work the eight o'clock night shift, how can I go to work when I'm drunk?" a voice pleaded.

"You are engaged in equipment maintenance, as long as the equipment does not drink, there will be no problems, there is no problem with the equipment, you work at night, isn't it just a mess! Come on! Come on!" The heroic voice continued to shout.

"I really can't drink it!" the voice continued to plead.

"Brother, I know the amount of your drink, drink it, drink it. The heroic voice continued to encourage.

"Let's drink it, in the first month, it's rare to have a glass of wine together. The pleading voice suddenly became bold.

The tape recorder next to the young people was playing the song "Wishing you prosperity" sung by the superstar Andy Lau at this time, "I congratulate you on making a fortune, I congratulate you on your wonderful, please come over for the best, please go away for the bad, OH is not to blame, I wish the girls all over the world, marry a good boy, and the two small mouths will always be together......"

The singing voice flew out of the rental house unscrupulously.

Yes, on the eleventh day of the festive first lunar month, people are still immersed in the frenzy of the New Year, and it is also appropriate to have a party after work.

Wang Shiyi likes to listen to this song, and on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, in front of the TV, when he listened to this song about making a fortune, his determination to go to Shenzhen to work and make a fortune once became crazy.

After walking downstairs, his ears were always echoing this familiar song, in fact, the commissary downstairs was also playing this auspicious song, in the first month, people want to have an auspicious one, these outsiders living in the peasant house, the same.

Wishing you prosperity!

"That guy is so stupid, he doesn't drink any wine!" When he got downstairs, the cunning brother said softly.

"You are a wine barrel, of course you want to drink, not everyone has a lot of alcohol, you drunk me years ago!" Wang Shiyi knew that the cunning brother liked to drink, and he would never refuse such a good thing.

At the wine table, a hero is what he loves to do.

The two of them walked briskly down the stairs, leaving a series of short, frightening footsteps in the narrow hallway.

Next to the kiosk opposite, there is a phone booth.

The cunning brother looked over there, and outside the phone booth, there was already a long queue, and the tail he was holding was as distinct as the exclamation mark on the book.

It's already time to get off work, working alone outside, there are happiness and sorrow, and I always have to find a place to talk about my heart. So, when I get off work, there are always some people who like to occupy the phone in the phone booth, either happily reporting the day's work routine to their parents, or confiding their thoughts to the distant one.

Most of the callers are girls, they are emotional animals, they like to nag on the phone, find sunshine and warmth from the words.

Don't look at it as a small phone booth, in fact, it is a gas station for the emotions of migrant workers.

Almost everyone who came out of it had a big smile on their face after making a phone call.

The cunning brother flashed his tall body, grabbed in front of a short and thin male worker in work clothes, and lined up behind a graceful woman, it could be seen that he was still very satisfied with his card position, and squeezed his eyes triumphantly towards Wang Shiyi outside the crowd.

Yes, the cunning brother was in a very good mood, and he almost didn't whistle.

In front of him was a graceful woman, although she was wearing blue overalls, it was still difficult to hide her good figure, the cunning brother's gaze seemed to be attracted by a magnet, staring at her round ass, his eyes were unblinking, for a long time, his gaze swept her back from top to bottom, like a scanner, without any mistakes.

The door of the phone booth creaked, and a man walked out, and the waiting line moved slowly, and finally, it was the turn of the woman in front of her, who slipped into the phone booth briskly.

The door slammed shut.

The scenery in front of you is gone!

At this moment, he was presented with the door of a cold telephone booth, and he wanted to pull the door open several times, to see how the girl was calling, to hear what she would say.

However, waiting is also a beautiful thing, especially waiting for a beautiful woman.

Brother Cunning's head is shaking from side to side, there should be five or six people behind him! In the first month, everyone is in the mood, there are too many things to say, and there are too many feelings to share.

Minute by minute.

"Stinky, there's a lot of nonsense. The cunning brother muttered and scolded, and as soon as the woman entered the phone booth and didn't come out for half an hour, he looked very impatient.

Yes, in the phone booth, the woman was chatting with a man.

"I woke up this morning, I got up late, I didn't have time to squeeze toothpaste to rinse my mouth, I just took a sip of water and gurgled a little, no one knew I had bad breath!" The man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

The girl smiled brightly.

"There was only one hour at noon, I was in line to eat, it took half an hour to eat, it was unrealistic to go to the dormitory to take a nap, I could only sleep on my stomach on the assembly line for a while, they all said that I was talking in my sleep, and I was scared to death!" the man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

The girl smiled brightly.

"I hate to do 5S cleaning, I must do it when I get off work, I have a headache! I'm a big man, not a cleaning aunt!" The man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

The girl's laughter came from the phone booth.

When the cunning brother heard the girl's first laughter, faintly coming from the crack in the door of the phone booth, his heart was full of joy!

The laughter of a beautiful woman that no man can resist!

The second laugh, he was still playing.

How can the third tone be in the same tune as the second tone?

Gradually, he became irritable.

Seeing that the woman still hadn't come out, the cunning brother glared viciously at the door of the phone booth in front of him, almost kicked the door open, shook his head, and had to walk out of the queue unhappily, reluctantly took out his brand new Nokia mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and carefully dialed the phone number of his old squad leader.