319, Joyride Volcano Wheel
"Uncle Li, sister, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting. I'll drink later, and I'll punish myself with three drinks. Uncle Li, my old man wanted to come up to you for a drink, but the rice noodle shop was too busy for him to leave, so he sent me, the representative. Wang Bo greeted Li Zhonghua with a smile.
Guan Ping also called Li Bo, explained the reason why she arrived so late, and introduced her cousin Luo Xia, who had been hanging by her side since they met, to Wang Bo. Guan Ping asked Luo Xia to call Brother Bo. Luo Xia looked at the tall Wang Bo, hiding behind Guan Ping and shouting "Brother Bo" like a cat, obviously a little scared.
After a period of greetings, Li Zhonghua beckoned Wang Bo to walk towards a volcanic wheel parked on the side of the road. Guan Ping told Wang Bo that her home was still more than ten miles away from the town, which was why they met Li Zhonghua and Luo Xia when they arrived in the town.
"I'm sorry, Bo'er, we don't have a taxi here, so we have to let you get a ride. Li Zhonghua stood in front of the volcanic wheel, said with some embarrassment, and then opened the tailgate of the cargo box to facilitate a few people to get on the car. There was no stuff in the rectangular box, but there were five or six maza for people to sit on the board.
"What are you talking about, Lieber. There is a car to sit on, and it is a motor vehicle, which is a blessing that the ancient county lord can't enjoy. Wang Bo joked in his mouth, said kind words, but his hands were not polite, he threw the two bags in his hands into the container, one foot on the edge of the box board, and grabbed the side panel of the box with both hands, and the person went up. After getting into the carriage, Wang Bo pulled Guan Ping and her cousin Luo Xia up again, "You can close the door." Lieber. Wang Bo patted the ash on his hands and rushed to Li Zhonghua, who was standing next to the car.
"Haole!" Li Zhonghua smiled at Wang Bo and began to close the tailgate. Wang Bo's words made him feel very comfortable. For this stepson of Wang Jichang. Just two or three months ago, Li Zhonghua looked at Wang Bo like the sixteen or seventeen-year-old dolls in the neighborhood, he didn't feel anything, there was no question of valuing or not, he was all an innocuous little cub; but since his daughter went to work in a rice noodle shop, when the flagship store opened a month ago, Wang Bo was invited to the four sides to have two meals of wine, and saw the luxury and foreign atmosphere of the flagship store. After visiting Wang Bo's home in the city, Li Zhonghua saw this tall and foreign-dressed man again. When every gesture carries a kind of mature and steady big boy that even he doesn't have, the weight of the other party is like a thousand pounds in Li Zhonghua's heart, and it weighs a lot, and his words and demeanor are natural. More or less, it brought some flattery and awe.
This afternoon. Guan Ping's Laozi, Guan Yongxiang, wanted to ask one of his brothers-in-law to ride a motorized tricycle that he had specially borrowed from Liao Laowu, a 10,000-yuan household on the team, to pick up the "distinguished guest" at the station. Guan Yongxiang thought that Wang Bo's family didn't know his brother-in-law, but he and Li Zhonghua were old acquaintances, so after thinking about it for a while, he agreed. accompanied by her brother-in-law's daughter, Guan Ping's cousin Luo Xia, who also took the volcano wheel to the town to pick up her cousin who she hadn't seen for almost a year.
The three men standing on the tricycle box each found a matza to sit down. Wang Bo and Guan Ping sat opposite each other. Luo Xia sat next to Guan Ping, her hands still grasping Guan Ping's arms. Like a koala.
Li Zhonghua saw that the three of them were already seated, so he turned around and walked around to the driver's seat in front. Before stepping on the fire and igniting the engine, Li Zhonghua turned his head and explained that the three of them should sit firmly, and it was best to hold on to the railings of the box boards on both sides, and then, with his right foot, he stepped on the ignition rod violently, "suddenly", the engine was ignited, and the whole carriage shook violently like asthma, the headlights in front of the car were turned on, a white light broke through the night, and the volcano wheel immediately jumped forward and began its journey.
The deafening sound of the engine in my ears was in my ears, the cold was blowing in my face, making my hair fly, the muscles of my face were deformed, and the mountain wind was hula hula, and when I looked sideways, it was a black hole and a cliff that I didn't know how to go. Wang Bo only glanced at it, and he was a little afraid of heights, so he quickly turned his face to the side of the backer, not daring to look at it again. In his previous life, he had sat on the volcano wheel many times. After his mother passed away, every time he returned to Sifang from Shuangqing or from Sifang to Shuangqing, his brother-in-law rode his own volcano wheel to pick him up. But it was the first time in my life to sit on a volcanic wheel on a winding mountain road with seven bends and eight turns.
Guan Ping, who was sitting opposite, had a shawl and beautiful hair, and was also blown by the turbulent current like a group of demons dancing wildly, flying around. Guan Ping was afraid that the green plastic hairpin that Wang Bo bought for her at a stall in the night market for a dollar in her hair would be blown off by the wind, so she simply took it off and held it in the palm of her hand. But her expression was calm and peaceful, and there was even a little smug on her face, not at all like Wang Bo's arms and neck, "timid as a mouse".
Wang Bo clasped his hands on his chest, and his appearance of "shrinking his head and tail" was quickly noticed by Guan Ping.
"Lieber, you drive slowly. The wind was so strong. Guan Ping raised his head and shouted to Li Zhonghua in front. But the sound of the engine was too loud, and coupled with the "whirring" mountain wind, Li Zhonghua didn't hear it, and still increased the throttle and rushed forward. When Guan Ping saw it, he wanted to stand up and lie down to the front baffle to get closer to him and shout.
Her action frightened Wang Bo's chrysanthemum, and she quickly grabbed Guan Ping, who wanted to stand up, put her head to her ear, and said loudly: "Don't disturb Li Bo." I'm fine, just hold on for a while. When he spoke, his teeth trembled and his face turned blue, half of it was because of the cold, and the other half was frightened by the cliff of the black hole next to him, worried that his life would be accidentally confessed by Li Zhonghua.
Seeing Wang Bo's trembling appearance, Guan Ping secretly blamed herself, feeling that she had not thought it through, ignoring the feelings of Wang Bo, a Pingba man who had never been to the mountains since he was a child. So, after sitting down, she unpacked the two big bags under her feet, found a few clothes for babies to wear in winter, and let Wang Bo hold them for warmth. Wang Bo wanted to say that it was better to hug you than to hug baby clothes, but he looked at Luo Xia, who was hanging next to Guan Ping like a koala, and swallowed the words into his stomach again. He was also worried that he would catch a cold after getting out of the car after he had been "driving" for so long, so he was not polite, picked up two baby clothes and asked Guan Ping to wrap his bare arms, and the rest was hugged to his chest like a woman. looks funny, Guan Ping can't help but laugh. Luo Xia, who was beside her, also "giggled" and laughed.
This journey, which seemed extremely long and "sinful" to Wang Bo's eyes, finally reached the end after twenty minutes. The volcano wheel was driven by Li Zhonghua into a dirt road only one and a half meters wide on the side of the road, made a few turns, and finally stopped at the gate of a glorious courtyard.
In the courtyard, two 200-watt incandescent lamps are held up by two bamboo poles, like two small suns, illuminating the small yard as bright as day. There were more than a dozen tables, except for one table, and the rest were all full, surrounded by men, women, children, and guests. At this time, these men, women, and children in the courtyard are either flying with chopsticks and feasting, or they are staggered, and you come and go, from time to time mixed with a few earth-shattering sounds such as "Five Chiefs", "Four Seasons of Wealth", "Six or Six Shunla" and so on.
But all the sounds, all the movements, at the moment when the tricycle broke into the courtyard gate, all of them were as static as watching the VCD be pressed the pause button, until a few seconds later, the "play button" was pressed again. However, whether it was the sound of eating or the sound of fists, compared with the noise just now, without any scruples, it was at least half smaller at once. Almost all of them looked at the gate of the courtyard, at the shadow blocked by the shield between the driver's seat and the carriage of the Volcano, curious, expecting the person who was about to come out of the shadows.
As soon as the engine turned off, Li Zhonghua hurriedly got out of the car, went around to the rear of the car and began to open the tailgate.
"Leng Anyi, Bo'er, is it colder on our mountain than you in Pingba?" said Li Zhonghua as he opened the door and rushed to Wang Bo, who was untying the baby's clothes from his arm.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Wang Bo shuddered, and was about to jump out of the car, but Guan Ping bullied him, and at some point he had a small comb in his hand, and he combed his hair with his feet.
If he was at home, Wang Bo would be comfortable and accept it calmly, but with Li Zhonghua and Luo Xia still standing on the side, Wang Bo was a little embarrassed. After a little combing of Guan Ping, he jumped down one by one.
As soon as he jumped out of the car, a familiar voice came into his ears: "Bo'er, you, you have arrived? Why didn't you see 'brother' and 'sister' murmuring? Guan Ping, didn't you call you Uncle Wang and Zeng Niang?"
Needless to say, the person who came was naturally Guan Ping's Laozi Guan Yongxiang. (To be continued.) )