Chapter 1240: Talk
At the beginning, the electricity was sent from the power station in the town, but because the power station was very small, the voltage was very unstable, and at the peak of electricity consumption at night, the light bulb was a red filament, and even the figure was difficult to see, but the older generation, just like that, half groped, busy in the kitchen, and after eleven o'clock, there were fewer people who used electricity, and it would be very bright, and since then, there was a black and white TV in the hometown, but it was still often not enough voltage, and the TV could not be released。
However, listening to Master Liang's nagging about life, I feel like I am dreaming back to 20 years ago, the countryside 20 years ago was very backward, everyone often gets together, just sit there and nag, nagging all kinds of strange things, some life is not going well, there are ghosts, there are complaining about the family, anyway, that's how nagging.
At that time, many old people, all their lives, never even looked at a car, remember when they were very young, because of the construction of hydropower stations in the neighboring provinces, a large place was flooded, and then there were many immigrants, migrated to their hometown, and then built a dirt road to send them, those people in their hometown, just like watching some very strange scene.
But time flies, in the blink of an eye for 20 years, everything has changed, my hometown now, there are many people have cars, TV, all color, the family's housing, many people from the two-story earthen house, transformed into a cement square, and when I was a child, in my hometown, the family can build a cement bungalow, that is a rich and noble family, that is amazing, twenty years later, everything has changed.
Master Liang is a person who talks a lot, nagging, from decorating in the city, meeting all kinds of strange owners, to life, nagging a lot, and also loves to drink a little wine, the appearance of drinking, and a bit like his father, my father may also be a little like grandpa, usually not much talking, but after drinking, there are a lot of words, he also loves to drink, and when he drinks, he talks endlessly to his friends, but Dad's memory at that time, in a blink of an eye, it has been more than ten years.
Really, thinking of these, Tang Fei really wants to go back to the past and see, how good it is, but unfortunately, the past is the past, everything can't come back, and the people who have passed away are all gone after all, his grandfather and uncle have been dead for many years, Tang Fei still remembers that when he was ten years old, the grandfather next door died, and he felt at that time that a good living person was gone all of a sudden, and now, it has been almost twenty years since he died.
As soon as he got it serious, Tang Fei, a freak, had a lot of things on his mind, a lot of memories in the past, clearly engraved in his mind, looking back, he always had a very emotional feeling, and with Lu Yuqing's naughty ghost, talking about trouble, he would forget a lot of things, although the naughty ghost was very troublesome, but Tang Fei really felt that he couldn't see her, without her making trouble for himself, life would be a lot less fun, it would be boring, and it would be uncomfortable.
Listening to Master Liang's nagging for a long time, Han Xue also secretly smiled, feeling that this master is honest and honest, but he is talkative, he is definitely a talker, his children will definitely say that this father is too talkative, but Tang Fei thought that if his father could get better and listen to his father talk like this every day, it would be good, but unfortunately, his father had already been killed and was a little delirious.
Tang Fei was not very hungry because he had breakfast in the morning, and he couldn't eat a little after eating a little, but for the sake of politeness, Tang Fei still listened to Master Liang's nagging, what about himself, there was not much to do, he looked through his mobile phone and found that the slut of the dead fat man sent him Xiao Lingling's QQ number, hey, that, it was really the feeling of his first love.
Although at that time, I didn't confirm that it was a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship, but it was quite close, if I wasn't depressed, it was estimated that she was my girlfriend, I remember when I was depressed, I was so upset, and Xiao Lingling, just a little girl, I don't know what it means to be intimate, and I don't know how to comfort people like my sister.
That girl, when she first entered school, she used to go to her, she always pretended to meet herself by chance, including going to class, when she first entered the school, she didn't skip class, every time she went to class, she always found that it was about the same time, she was at the door of the classroom, and then happened to enter the classroom together, sit together, think about the simplicity and cuteness at that time, Tang Fei felt that it was interesting, and it was also very obvious, when she started, she liked herself.
Different memories, different lives, but after a period of life, you can't go back, maybe, Tang Fei is still a little nostalgic, but what I told the dead fat man is that I have no more feelings for her, forget it, compared with my sisters, she is not good, much worse than my sisters, Yu Qing is a fart, average, immature, and a little girl, and quite troublesome, what is there to like.
It's just that among so many classmates in college, he is a more familiar one, and chatting is not in the way, Tang Fei sent a friend request, saying that he was Tang Fei, but there was no response, maybe she was not there, sent an application, Tang Fei put his mobile phone aside, but he had a meal with Master Liang, and talked endlessly, listening to him nagging for an hour and a half, it was really quite able to nag, and his father drank and nagged when he was young, and his grandfather usually chatted with his fellow countrymen, and when his father was young, he greeted friends, meals, wine, indispensable, while toasting, while talking nonsense, a meal, eating for two hours, it is not unusual, although those things, after more than ten years, but Tang Fei really remembers it clearly.
As for his brother, he is more bold, watching his father greet guests, there is something delicious, his brother will go to eat, he is timid, afraid that his father will say that he is impolite, he can only look at the side, want to eat, dare not go over to eat, just like that kind of weak child, not much to say, and dare not fight, and then what his mother tells him to do, he only dares to do it silently, and even he is very unwilling, he does not dare to talk back to his mother.
Because at that time, I was disobedient, my mother often beat myself, my grandfather hated myself, often beat myself, my brother also bullied myself, alone, and no one was distressed, so I developed that kind of timid personality, but later, when I took my younger siblings with my grandmother, my grandmother hurt me very much, so later, I was confident and sensible, and I was particularly willing to help my grandmother do things.