Chapter 216: Default Overload
"That year, a group of Red Guards pressed me to the ground, and then directly twisted my hands behind my back and tied them up.
"At that time, I lived directly in the cowshed, and if it weren't for your six grandmothers giving me a mouthful of food, I might have starved to death. ”
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Now Liu Zhe and Xia Yiran are listening to the eighth grandfather in the village telling his ups and downs of love story in the village commissary, which is called a voice of affection.
It's a pity that the people at the scene have already listened to it over and over again, and they have long been in and out of the left ear, but they are also idle, and they all came to join in the fun.
"Eighth Grandpa, have you ever sought revenge on the person who cleaned you up after setting things right?" asked a young man in the village.
"Of course I wanted to take revenge at that time, but unfortunately the people who cleaned me up back then were all detained, and it was my turn to come closer, and the most I could do was throw stones. ”
"Then Uncle Eight, you're too aggrieved. A man said this very honestly.
"Go, go, what do you know, it was very chaotic at the time, and if you can calm down as much as possible without causing trouble, and follow the "strong wind", this is the right reason. The old man stared angrily, he was still energetic in his seventies, and he had to say that it was really a mountain and a water to raise a person.
"It's just cowardly, you old guy didn't run back in the dust. Li Changlong broke the gossip and demolished the stage, causing a burst of laughter from the people present.
"By the way, the day after tomorrow, Qingfeng's wedding banquet, which of you will help me bring a red envelope? I still have something to do, so I won't go. One of them suddenly diverted the subject.
This matter has to start from the folk customs, they generally have the habit of feasting the whole village at wedding banquets, but well, they are invited to banquets frequently, and many people are too lazy to go, so it is better to wrap a small red envelope and work in the fields at home.
They all shook their heads when they heard the words, some said that he didn't go, and some said that they didn't know whether to go or not, but in fact, they all felt that they were a little offended by bringing money.
But there is always a pleasure in the crowd, and a woman should be on this errand.
This is good, another woman hurriedly stepped forward, "Aunt Xiuhua, you can also help me bring one, that day happened to be the full moon of my relative's child, this was promised in advance, not to go." ”
Probably the idea of not worrying about a lot of debts, the embroidery aunt agreed very neatly.
A group of people chatted and chatted, and soon talked about the topic to Liu Zhe and the two, how to say that they are also the most promising people in the village!
"Xiao Zhe, you have to work hard, and you have another baby. "The subconscious meaning is to give birth to a handle.
Now Liu Zheke is embarrassed, it's not that he doesn't want to, but now is really not the time, if Xia Yiran is pregnant, she will temporarily withdraw from the entertainment industry for a year and a half again, and there is no one to take over, then the building will be empty, and the successor will be powerless.
No matter how you say it, you have to wait for the studio to cultivate some stars who can take over her popularity, or Liu Zhe himself can catch Xia Yiran's plate.
However, Liu Zhe and Xia Yiran are not easy to express so directly, grandpa is still here, and when the time comes, in front of the villagers, they will educate the relationship between the inheritance and the right and wrong of the work, then the joke will spread.
Liu Zhe had no doubt that his grandfather would say that he was sure that the old man would definitely educate him.
Fortunately, someone was unhappy before him, and I saw Bei Bei, who was eating snacks, pouting, "Don't want it, jam doesn't want my sister." ”
The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then they all burst into laughter.
Someone joked: "Then brother." ”
"Don't, just jam. Bei Bei said very seriously.
Dad said that if there are younger siblings, then don't spoil her, pamper younger siblings.
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Time passes, and a leisurely day is spent in the chatter of the villagers.
Today is another three-day market day, Liu Zhe suddenly came to visit the town with interest, and by the way, he sat on the third uncle's own "audio" all the way.
The family got up early, and after breakfast, they rushed to the third uncle's house not far away, and yesterday they had already made an appointment to take his car to the market today.
He was early, it was only half past seven, and when Liu Zhe's family arrived at him, people were already waiting for them.
Liu Zhe smiled a little embarrassedly, "The third uncle didn't delay your business." ”
"No, there is no one who goes out so early, there are people when we go in the morning, but no one comes back, and we will leave again in half an hour. Liu Ping'an waved his hand indifferently.
Since this is the case, it also means that I usually went out earlier than the current time, and I didn't dare to delay any longer, so I picked up the little guy and put it on the car.
When the car warmed up, Liu Zhe smiled and said, "Third uncle, I heard that there are many people on this line who like to wait for your car." ”
"Hey, we have a show here, others really can't compare, and if they have the ability, they can sing it themselves. Liu Ping'an raised his eyebrows not modestly at all, that stiff, don't mention it.
That's right, not everyone has the cheekiness to sing loudly, but they still create it themselves, it's straight!
After warming up for a minute, I simply didn't wait any longer, and the car started to drive out.
Bei Bei was very curious in the ventilated car on these two sides, when the car started, it was in her ears, and the whistling cold made her shrink into Xia Yiran's arms, cold.
Fortunately, there was a small curtain hanging on the car, and after it was closed, there were some places that could not be covered, so the wind was directly blocked outside.
"Mom, have fun. "The little girl has never been in such a ventilated car, and the sound is louder than the sound of the tricycle motor.
As soon as the curtain was closed, the wind could not penetrate it, but the little guy specially found a crack and raised his head to block the wind, so happy that she squinted and felt a trace of cold wind blowing by.
The car stopped again at the entrance of the village, and directly got on the five villagers, which was almost full.
There are enough seats for eight people, and there can be one person standing in the back, and children can not sit in the position, so they can also pick up two adults.
Yes, although it is only eight o'clock, the villagers are rushing to the market early enough, all of them are aunts and uncles who bring their own handbags, and their environmental awareness is much higher than that of young people.
Or is it a habit?
I had just traveled less than a mile to the entrance of the next village, and if I looked closely, there were six of them!
No way, two came up directly, Liu Zhe obediently got up and walked to the back of the car and stood holding hands, no way, the people who came up were all old people.
Let's say, a long-box tricycle like this is supposed to carry six passengers, but now it can be described as seriously overloaded, with nine adults and one child, and the car starts a little hard, and the motor is humming, and you can feel a strong vibration next to the body.
However, the tricycles on this side of the village are like this, and they are used to it, but if there is a rare traffic police inspection in front, then only a few people can walk past the inspection and then get on the car.
They are all traffic police from ten miles and eight towns, and naturally they also know the routines of these tricycle drivers, but it is also a tacit thing for everyone, who calls the four-wheeled fare a few yuan more expensive than the three-wheeled one, and the older generation can feel sorry for those few dollars!