In those days, the sentence I heard the most and the most unexpected was "Wishing you prosperity!

There's nothing special about that, it's the locals who say it to me!

They may have learned from the Chinese who do management, although they are not very fluent, but they are quite clear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I went to the factory normally to do what I had to do, but when the workers saw me one by two, they made a different expression from their usual expressions, and then they said to me in a straightforward manner: "Wishing you prosperity......! Bring the red envelope!"

At that time, I was shocked! It turned out that the locals also cared so much about our Chinese New Year!

I said that I am not married and do not have a red envelope. When I say I'm not married, they don't understand, so I use the thumbs of both hands to express that I'm not married......

It wasn't until I got to know them that I understood their intentions. They seized the opportunity of our festival to let us give change to them to buy wine to drink and snacks to eat. Sure enough, he knows how to enjoy, and at the same time he is also very smart, and he does not miss any opportunity to enjoy.

I think it's good that they know how to enjoy themselves. Life has to go on, but learn to live it happily. Although their financial income is not high, every weekend they will have a group of people get together to drink, chat, sing and so on, and they will not waste a good weekend.

Compared to people who give up a moment of enjoyment in order to live a better life, they belong to people who have wine today and get drunk today. In this way, it is difficult for them to be motivated, because they are more concerned about enjoyment, but they live happily, even if the standard of living is not high.

The locals are very friendly, and sometimes some of them will give me a ride when they see me walking on the road.

They are also easily satisfied, and once in a while, they will be very happy with a bottle of soda. Be content!

The best thing is that as long as you smile at them often, they will smile at you often too, all with kindness. Of course, there are also some naughty elements in it, but not bad.

When I first arrived in Cambodia, I didn't dare to laugh. At that time, many workers would take the initiative to laugh when they saw me, and they even liked to joke with me. This is also a kind of recognition of me, and they will only be friendly to me if they feel that I can be approached. If I were expressionless all day, who of them would want to smile at me?

What I remember the most is that there is a very serious security guard in the company. Haven't seen him smile much, let alone smile at me, since my first day there.

But later, maybe he saw me moving the box by myself, and thought that I was not just standing by and saying big things and ordering others. Moving boxes, it stands to reason that the workers moved it, not me. Phew, I've been moving boxes for almost two weeks, and he should have seen it all......

Finally, after work one recent evening, I rode out of the office gate, but the gate was closed. I was about to stop and open the door myself, when the serious security guard suddenly appeared in front of me and opened the door for me, with a natural smile on his face. That was the first time I saw him smile at me, and it felt like I had won a lottery for dozens of dollars......

Since then, it seems that many locals who didn't smile at me much before have started to smile at me.

It's also a beauty. Because of the power of a smile, it can really heal part of the heartache......

Since they dare to say to me, "Wishing you prosperity, bring the red envelope!", then it proves that they think I can get along harmoniously.

I can't give them red envelopes, but it's okay to have change......

Wishing you prosperity! I want to send red envelopes! It's not time yet......

Time goes on.

On the evening of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, I overturned. Riding the "Big Black" for so long, the first time it overturned......

It's just that the turn is a little sharp, the front of the car twists, and the first feeling in my heart at that time is "Oh no!" Then, how the whole person fell from the car to the ground, I don't know. Because my mind was blank at that time, I only felt the pain when I fell to the ground.

Although my mind was blank during the fall, the moment I fell to the ground, I subconsciously and deliberately shouted "Ahhhhh......hhh

In fact, the pain at that time didn't make me shout, and the reason why I shouted was just to love face. Even if you fall, you have to fall like you...... Thinking about it, I was speechless.

Whew, when I finished shouting, I thought someone would come and watch, but when I looked around, there was only one person asleep. Well, stand up and pat yourself with dust......

Quickly picked up the "big black", it didn't seem to be broken......

So, thank you, God forbid! Except for a slight rubbing off of the skin on my feet, nothing else hurt. It was amazing! Because it stands to reason that I was making a sharp turn at my speed, and the consequence of the car turning my head over was usually that I rolled forward and hit my head first or my feet were pressed by the frame, and the person fell on his side. But no, I felt like I had been thrown over the shoulder, my whole back was on the ground, and my head didn't hit the ground hard. When I fell, it was very fast, but I felt as if something was holding me up, and it was a normal over-the-shoulder fall anyway, and it didn't hurt. So, be grateful.

Riding out during the day, I saw someone lying on the side of the road with blood still flowing from his mouth. If you're not mistaken, it's probably another car accident.

I heard from a colleague that an average of a few people die in car accidents every day on motorcycles in that country. After all, it's the kingdom of motorcycles, and there's a lot of motorcycles everywhere.

So, it's very risky to ride on a multi-vehicle section of that country. If you can't do it, don't join the motorcycle army, otherwise it's easy to get into an accident.

And what about me on a bicycle? It's also very risky, and there have been many times when I've almost been hit by a speeding motorcycle.

So dangerous, why do you want to ride? because I want to ride. Some things will come to an end. If it doesn't concern you, it never matters you. It doesn't depend on whether I ride or not.

For example, if Heaven wants someone to be in a car accident. Then, even if the person obeys the traffic rules, he or she will be hit by other cars that do not obey the traffic rules. Even if the person is not driving the car but is in the car, he will be hit by another car where he is sitting. In that case, be yourself. If you obey the traffic rules and pay attention to the driving of the vehicle, but you still encounter something you don't want to encounter, what can you say?

So, if I want to ride, I'll ride. Of course, I obey the rules of the road. At the very least, there is a very reasonable sentence: if you don't die, you won't die.

If God makes you live, it will naturally have the meaning of your life.

Every time I ride the "Big Black" on a multi-car road, I only think of two. Cycling pleasure and safety come first.

The overturn on the evening of the 30th day of the Chinese New Year's Eve made me remember: please cherish your good luck, good luck also needs spiritual nourishment.

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