CHAPTER IX
Zhen Sheng glanced at the steamer and was a little surprised. I didn't expect this thing to be really fast, it's only been a long time, most of the steamed buns in the steamer have already been raised, and Zhen Sheng's expression was very satisfied when he looked at this steamer.
"This thing is pretty fast, Sun Guang, this steamed bun is okay, how do we get it to the drawer?"
Sun Guang glanced at Zhen Sheng.
"You move the drawer in first, and you don't need to make a drawer or anything, just put this steamed bun on the drawer and arrange them one by one. ”
Zhen Sheng looked at the so-called steamer, and put the steamed buns back one by one? Can you still ask for the steamed buns? Zhen Sheng took out a layer and looked at the contents inside, it was a layer of quilts with heating! Zhen Sheng turned his head and thought about it, this thing is also a little useful in winter, and he will talk about it when he needs it in winter.
"Sun Guang, I don't think this thing works. I'm putting the steamed buns on the drawer one by one, what if the steamed buns don't work?"
"It's impossible, the company has tried so many times. ”
Sun Guang's expression was firm, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
"If it doesn't work, you'll have to pull it away for me, I don't think it's too practical, I can keep the boiler." ”
Zhen Sheng thought for a moment and said to Sun Guang. Sun Guang looked at the serious Zhen Sheng, he knew that he could only try, and if he didn't work, he didn't need to talk nonsense. He has made up his mind, stay and go, not take it away. Fortunately, my car is still there, and it is not too difficult.
Sun Guang taught Zhen Sheng how to turn the drawers one by one, but those upside-down steamed buns were smoked after a while...... Seeing this, Sun Guang jumped up anxiously.
"What the hell am I going to here?"
Zhen Sheng was even more speechless than Sun Guang, Sun Guang, who had sworn just now, would be more anxious than anyone else.
"Brother, I said this can't be done... You can pull this thing back. ”
"Yes, Zhen Sheng, I admit it. I pulled it back to them. ”
Just now, the four of them struggled to carry the steamer from the house and let the two of them move back. Four people are easy to do, but two people are not so easy to handle. It was hard to carry it out, and when it was time to get into the car, two neighbors helped to carry it up.
"Alas, Zhen Sheng. My trip was purely for nothing, and it wasn't enough to get the gas money when I pulled it around. ”
Sun Guang, who was tired enough to choke, leaned against the steamer, and Zhen Sheng gasped and squatted at the door.
"Hey, brother, it's not like I don't want to. It's you who made me want it, but this thing really doesn't work well. Sun Guang, this won't be the first time you've sold, will you?"
Sun Guang and Zhen Sheng looked at each other and smiled, and then Sun Guang jumped out of the car, like Zhen Sheng stretched out his hand to pull Zhen Sheng up.
"From now on, we can be considered friends. Contact more if you have something. ”
Sun Guang said with a smile, but the hand holding Zhen Sheng was clenched.
"Good. ”
Zhen Sheng is a person who is not very good at talking, even at this time, he just said a good word. But then Zhen Sheng told Sun Guang.
"Brother, will I give you this boiler money when I finish paying off my foreign debts? I can't watch and take me in, Uncle Zhang has to sleep on the streets. ”
Sun Guang looked at Zhen Sheng with some doubts, and the incredulity in his eyes was self-evident.
"Uncle Zhang took me in when I was in the most difficult time, and I could not abandon him in his most difficult time..."
Zhen Sheng's eyes exuded infinite light, as if he had rendered everything around him. Including Sun Guang, the kind of man with firmness in his eyes like standing up to the sky, straight and tall.
Sun Guang nodded, he knew what was the most important thing for a man, and what he was most unwilling to lose. And Zhen Sheng is obviously more worthy of deep friendship than he imagined.
"Well, I believe you. It's not too late to give it to me when you have the money. ”
The two men's views don't need too many fancy rhetoric, it's like a peaceful life, over and over again.
Sun Guang got on the tricycle, said goodbye to Zhen Sheng and went back. It's just that no one would have thought that Zhen Shengde's words just now would all enter Zhang Zhenzhong's ears...
Zhen Sheng's business is becoming more and more popular, and he used to sell one bag of noodles a day, but now he can sell six or seven bags of noodles. Sometimes, even worse, they came to Zhang Zhenzhong's house to sell steamed buns and lined up in a long line. Zhen Sheng also called home, saying that his business was good, Chen Feng was also anxious and couldn't wait to come here immediately. But time flies, and three months is fleeting.
On this day, after Zhen Sheng finished tidying up early in the morning, there were already a lot of people who came to buy steamed buns, unlike in the past, Uncle Zhang did not come out to help today. Zhen Sheng, who was busy, didn't bother to go out to sell steamed buns when he got up early, but fortunately, many people also knew here.
Zhen Sheng got up early after this busy day and wanted to go to the house to see what was going on with Zhang Zhenzhong. But when he walked into the room, it was empty. Zhen Sheng was very curious, what would Zhang Zhenzhong do, in the past, Zhang Zhenzhong would say hello when he went out, in case Zhen Sheng was too busy. Today was a little abnormal, when he returned to the living room from Zhang Zhenzhong's room, a yellow book on the small table in the living room caught Zhen Sheng's attention. I've never seen any yellow books before, what is this?
Zhen Sheng walked over, picked up the yellow book on the table, and found a note pressed under the book, with several blood-colored spots on the note being particularly obvious, and the crooked handwriting read: Zhensheng, thank you these days. It is you who let me experience the warmth of home again, I Zhang Zhenzhong has no children and no daughters in my life, I have enjoyed blessings and suffered crimes, it is my honor to meet you in the last moment of my life, it is good to meet you. Your daughter-in-law is coming soon in the past two days, but unfortunately, I can't wait, old man. I hope you can inherit the Zhang family's pasta craftsmanship. I know you can do a good job, and if there is an afterlife, I hope we can still become old friends. You helped me pay back the money and gave me a peace, you can take this house... See you in the next life...
It turned out that Zhang Zhenzhong didn't know when he slipped out! Seeing that his blood-colored spots had not yet dried, people did not necessarily go far. It's just that Zhen Sheng arrived in the yard but found that the tricycle was also ridden away, and it seems that Zhang Zhenzhong really didn't want to look for him.
Even so, Zhen Sheng ran out. ran to the happy road, looking at every old man on the road who could catch up with the three-wheeled man, but never saw the one-eyed face again.
Zhen Sheng returned to Zhang Zhenzhong's house in frustration, and it was two days before Zhang Zhenzhong would repay the money, but now he is gone. Chen Feng is coming tomorrow, and he originally planned to introduce him to Zhang Zhenzhong. Although Zhen Sheng never mentioned the matter of the third uncle and the third aunt to Chen Feng, every time he called, he said that the third uncle was very good to him, as for the third aunt... She Zhen Sheng didn't say much. Thinking about it, I have mixed quite well in the past few months, at least much better than I expected.
Zhen Sheng lay on the bed and took out the yellow book that was not very thick, there was no name on the book cover, or the name on the book cover had long been erased with the years. The paper of the book has become a dark brown, and the only thing that has not faded is the pen and ink on the brown paper, the black ink is as sharp as a knife carved on the paper, but it looks so comfortable and natural. The introduction of the opening chapter is only a dozen words, but each sentence has a deep meaning.
The people take food as the sky, rice as the first and the face as the second, the wound is dozens, and the imperial diet is Zhang's.
It turns out that Uncle Zhang is not an ordinary person! He is an out-and-out noodle family! It is precisely because of this that Uncle Zhang is so lonely. Zhen Sheng understood how important this little yellow book was to himself and Uncle Zhang, and Zhang Bo would rather be beaten to death than hand over the little yellow book. Zhen Sheng lay on the bed and began to flip through the pages. The content of this little yellow book was quickly memorized by Zhen Sheng. And what attracts Zhen Sheng the most about this book is not the secret recipe in it, but the pages of novelty that ordinary people can't think of. He also saw the breadth and depth of pasta in his first reading!
A little yellow book, about fifty or sixty pages. Zhen Sheng took a serious look at all about white noodles. Steamed buns, dumplings, noodles and other noodle methods, and the matching method that comes with Zhen Sheng also read them one by one. This afternoon, I was completely immersed in the little yellow book and couldn't extricate myself. When Zhen Sheng's stomach was already growling with hunger, he got up and found that it was already dark outside. Hurriedly took a bite Zhen Sheng rested, working alone is different from the two of them, and today he is indeed a little tired.
Early in the morning, Zhen Sheng went out first after selling the steamed buns early, and today Chen Feng might as well pick her up first and then sell things. Zhen Sheng, who had made a good calculation, rented a tricycle on Xingfu Road and walked to the station. I heard that Chen Feng came by morning train, but now that half an hour has passed, it is estimated that it is almost there.
Sure enough, not long after I arrived at the station, I saw a short-haired woman carrying a large bag and a small bag looking around. Although the woman was dressed a little rustic, she was also naturally beautiful. There are few traces of time and poverty on the woman's face, and if you don't ask her, you really don't know that this woman is the mother of the child.
Several tricycle drivers gathered around and asked where the woman was going, but the woman did not speak, still looking around. Because she knew that Zhen Sheng was nearby, he told him that he would come to pick her up today.
Sure enough, after a while, Zhen Sheng got out of the car. The woman caught up with him at a glance. His legs moved out of place, and he took small steps, shouting his name from his mouth.
"Zhen Sheng..."
Chen Feng, who was carrying his bags, did not run fast, and even struggled.
"Don't run anymore, won't I be able to pick you up?"
Zhen Sheng smiled, his eyes were full of love, Chen Feng didn't stop and shook his head. Finally came to Zhen Sheng's face, she let go of her hands and let her bags fall to the ground. There was nothing too hard or afraid of falling, and he stretched out his hands and stood on tiptoe and hugged Zhen Sheng tightly.
"I haven't seen you for a few months, you've lost weight. ”
The beauty was on tiptoe with her chin on Zhen Sheng's shoulder, and whispered softly.
"Alright, on the street. Let's go home, we still have work to do. ”
Zhen Sheng rubbed Chen Feng's hair, that era was different from now, and the strange eyes on the street were like looking at two aliens. Fortunately, it didn't take long for the episode to disappear without a trace with the clamor of the roadside stalls.
Zhen Sheng and Chen Feng got into the car, and the master rode a tricycle to Xingfu Road. During this period, Chen Feng was asking the third uncle Chen Qiucheng how he treated him, and Zhen Sheng just said yes. He was unwilling to destroy Chen Feng's image of his third uncle and three aunts.
"Let's go home first, and then come to see the third uncle and third aunt later. ”
When passing by Xinglong Grains, Zhen Sheng looked at Chen Feng, and Chen Feng nodded. When the two arrived home, Zhen Sheng gave the money to the master. Chen Feng, who walked into the house, was a little surprised.
"Zhen Sheng, is this house rented by the third uncle and third aunt?"
"No, it's an uncle's. It's just that Uncle Zhang doesn't know where to go. ”
Zhen Sheng said this to Chen Feng with a smile, but Chen Feng's heart was full of questions at this time.
"Then, why don't you live at the third uncle and third aunt's house?"
"Isn't it inconvenient, it's not good for me to get up early and disturb my uncle and aunt. ”
Zhen Sheng prevaricated Chen Feng, and Chen Feng saw the unnaturalness in Zhen Sheng's eyes.
"These days, I've been miserable for you..."
Chen Feng hugged Zhen Sheng's waist from behind, and put his side face on Zhen Sheng's back. Zhen Sheng, who was packing his things, was stunned, he wanted to say something, but his throat was blocked by something. Zhen Sheng turned around and hugged Chen Feng, holding her head with both hands, and then Zhen Sheng lowered his head and kissed her lips, and the ambiguous atmosphere filled the small cabin. As the saying goes, a little don't win a newlywed... At this moment, the dry wood fire is blazing...