24, the first line of Yicheng news tree
I have been in contact with each other several times, and we have eaten pancakes and pickles together under the tree, drunk cold water, and communicated a few times without answering.
I didn't have any heart, and the scrap brother handed over this little interesting big and small dumb. The two are dumb and clean, don't scold, don't steal, don't steal, and are modest, looking down on Lao Chen.
In the evening, Lao Chen harvested a lot, a large cart of things, there was a cadre to move, there were a lot of scrap iron, there were also a lot of scrap materials, a very heavy car. Taking this opportunity, the little mute took care of it, and the two mutes helped push the cart on the road.
Walked a long way, in the very remote part of the city's diplomatic cooperation department. After passing through No. 1 Middle School, and crossing another river, I arrived at Lao Chen's dilapidated base.
It's also a big broken yard, full of garbage. Around the yard, there was not a single family. It's dark, and there's nothing special about visiting.
Wiping his sweat, the little mute took advantage of the time on the side of the road to buy a bag of fried peanuts and a bottle of Yimeng Mountain Sweet Potato Dry Wine. Lao Chen was embarrassed, and took out a pickle bowl and a large sauce bowl from the dark room and put it down.
made a gesture to go outside, and when he came back after a while, he had a few more green onions in his hands, and the green onion sauce in the mountain province, Brother Cui was so good, how many women scolded him for bad breath.
The dumb dog moved a stone and sat down, and Lao Chen's house had two broken horses and a broken leg, which the northerners called a small stool.
The three of them sat down, simple, and the exchange was indescribably deep, not to mention the two mutes of unknown origin, and Lao Chen didn't understand dumb language, so he didn't say much.
In line with the mentality that it is not easy to go out, the same people who have fallen to the end of the world, the three of them were quickly eliminated, a bottle of sweet potato dry wine.
Xiao Dumb and Lao Chen, one person drank five or six cups, and the other half was into the belly of the dumb dog, he was a little dancing, gesturing with teeth, and foaming at the mouth was flying.
When he said goodbye, Lao Chen was a little reluctant, and he was in a tattered field in the barren mountains and mountains on the outskirts of the city. The little dumb brother couldn't forget the big thing, he spoke, took out two yuan from his crotch and stuffed it to Lao Chen.
Lead Lao Chen to the side of the board car, compare and draw, those materials: waste paper, documents, materials, writing brushes are very good, but don't want it now, I will collect it after the autumn. I was gesturing for a long time, and my head was sweating.
After drinking two taels of wine, Quan Dang sweated out, and finally Lao Chen still understood:
Oh, two dollars is a fixed amount, after harvesting peanuts in the fall, you come to buy again, these waste paper and waste documents, for writing calligraphy?
Okay! I'll keep it for you, I won't forget it.
Looking at the dumb man nodding and giving a thumbs up, Lao Chen smiled, and repeatedly signaled to rest assured, Zhongzhong, all left to you?
Well, this is this place, you can rest assured, I have been collecting waste for several years, there are many customers, I am a letter, dumb brother Well, rest assured, rest assured, my name is Chen Xuhong".
So they broke up and said goodbye, and completed the big event of Yicheng's layout of the message tree.
broke up for the second time at dawn, Brother Dumb Dog has already played an episode, and he is going back to work in the village, and he doesn't know how to be absent from work for a few days, how does Secretary Song criticize him, and he deals with him?
Before leaving, the little mute bought five catties of fritters on the street, and there was a big bag, and asked him to take it back to Secretary Song.
I always went to the county seat, not to mention that I was still with me?
Brother Cui understands very well that he never treats good people badly, or he will not, there are so many workers and workers, and there are construction sites, so he will follow him to fight in the north and south, one construction site after another, there is work to do, and when the wages are paid, he will also go to do hobbies with the workers that are not suitable for children.
Shaking his head and smirking for a long time, watching the dumb dog brother go away, he didn't move for a long time, he was looking for the next stop, the next game, and he was still looking for something to make some money.
The mother sewed 20 yuan and 3 cents in the crotch of the pants quickly, and it took most of it. Why is the money used so quickly?
It's only one episode of emptiness, and half of the huge amount of money is gone.
When the dumb little brother was about to get on the long-distance bus, he saw a woman holding a child in front of the bus, and she stuffed * deeply into a child's mouth:
said to the person who got into the car, I want to sell myself and ask for a good family, his father is gone, and he left me orphans and widows, how can I live?
People say that you people in the city have ability, kindness, and are living bodhisattvas.
Then I will kneel down for you in front of the big car, please help me, find a good family, save my mother and son's life, and let the child live.
My child is sick, and I want to take my child to the doctor with a dollar, so I knelt down.
Knock the nursing child to the ground and kowtow. The little mute rushed forward, gently lifted the woman, and picked up the child under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Walked to the bus station, the shade of the bus shelter. Then he turned around, and at an angle that everyone could not see, trembling, took out another five dollars from his trousers, and handed it to the woman.
The woman was moved and said, "My little brother's name is Xueping." I live right next to here, and I'll take you to see it at home.
Without saying anything, he pulled the little mute and walked to the tattered yard about eighty or ninety meters away.