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Chapter 681: Taste Change

The fat man carried Qiqi and ran home in one breath, rushed into the house to take a look, and sure enough, the fat old man had returned, and was sitting next to the Eight Immortals table with the old man Wu, drinking tea slowly.

picked up the teapot and poured tea into the second elder's cup first, and then the fat man put his head in front of the fat old man: "Hehe, the veteran will come out, what is the effect?"

The fat old man took a sip of medicinal tea: "Haha, it still tastes right." ”

Seeing this posture, the fat man was not in a hurry, he poured himself a cup of tea, sat on the edge of the kang and slowly smacked the taste.

"Fat man, I was as anxious as a monkey when I entered the house just now, how can I hold it steady again?" Old man Wu asked the fat man, and then shouted again: "Pour tea-"

The fat man poured him tea: "Eat other people's soft mouths, you two elders have been eating in the mountains for so many years, why should you make some contributions." ”

The fat old man said a few times: "I have set up the road for you, and in a few days, people will come to the field one after another, and it depends on you whether it succeeds or not." ”

"It can be done. "The fat man knows that some things are just going through the motions, besides, even if they are real, the backers are qualified in these aspects.

But there was a big event in his heart, the fat man was in a good mood, and he personally made a few dishes to welcome the fat old man back, which was considered to be a catch. After taking a bite of the freshly beaten green rice, the fat old man nodded again and again: "Okay, I have tasted the taste of the past again." ”

Qiqi sandwiched a willow root fish stewed in sauce for him: "This is the most fragrant rice." ”

"Stinky fish and rotten shrimp, send rice to the family. The fat old man took a bite of the chubby willow root fish, and only one thorn was left in the middle, and then he took a big bite of rice and ate it very sweet.

"We're not a stinky fish, even Mo Rigen said that the fish of Nanwazi is better than that of the Ussuri River. The fat man picked up a cabbage leaf, sandwiched a chopsticks of rice, and then mixed it with some minced fish sauce, made a rice bag, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Everyone looked at his bulging cheeks and laughed, but the fat man swallowed nonchalantly and wiped his mouth: "This is called eating all directions, and the blessed people are like this." ”

After eating, Qiqi took out four sheep galaha dyed red, threw his pocket with Ye Zi, and the fat man slapped his thigh suddenly: "By the way, there is this, save more, it can be regarded as a characteristic of our Northeast." ”

"If you want to talk about the characteristics, it seems that the two-person turn is indispensable, right? It's a pity, how many years have we not come to sing the two-person grass team in Shantun. Old Wu smacked his lips and took over the conversation.

The fat man slapped his thigh again: "If you don't say that I have forgotten, our villa, we can't miss this big drama if you say anything!"

"Fat uncle, don't be surprised. Ye Zi's pocket didn't catch it, and he immediately put the responsibility on the fat man.

"Tomorrow, I'll go to the county for a walk. "After the fat man came back, he walked around the backing mountain, and he really didn't get out of the door.

"I'll go too—" Qiqi also wanted to see the changes in the county, and when he came, he was like an arrow, and he didn't have the heart to look at it at all.

"Cheng, Xiaoyu will also go and check it at the maternal and child health station. The fat man glanced at the big braid, and saw that her belly was slightly bulging, and her heart was immediately filled with sweetness.

The next day, Ye Zi drove the car, and the group left the backing mountain, and saw the county seat in less than an hour. Outside the east gate, I took a look at the pharmaceutical factory. Lin Tao and Li Xuemei are still the directors of the pharmaceutical factory, and they are also excited to see the fat man.

For these two people, the fat man has special respect, a few years ago, the shortage of raw materials in the pharmaceutical factory, when the most recession, these two people are still struggling to support, and they can definitely share weal and woe.

The two of them also knew that the fat man was back, but this autumn, there were enough medicinal materials and the pharmaceutical factory was producing at full capacity, so they didn't have time to see him.

"Fatty, it's good for you to come back, our pharmaceutical factory is ushering in a second spring. Lin Tao's hair was also a little gray.

The fat man squeezed his little eyes twice: "Okay, in this way, the two of you will also usher in the second spring-" He had already heard that the two of them had already married and had children, and now the children are in college.

After a while, the fat man left the pharmaceutical factory. Because I wanted to go shopping, I simply parked my car here, and a few people slipped directly into the city.

More than 20 years, there has been a lot of change. Especially in the last decade, the rapid development has made the changes almost earth-shattering. The buildings in the memories of the fat man and the others were all gone, as if they had come to a completely unfamiliar place.

"Needless to say, it's only been a long time, and it's been a complete change. "Fat people also have a sense of being human.

The bungalows on both sides of the street are all gone, all of them are buildings, mostly five or six floors, with commercial services below and residential buildings above; the original state-run shopping malls and the No. 1 Department Store have all disappeared and have been replaced with various facades, large and small. There are still a few big shopping malls, but they are also private stalls, and for a while, several people are still a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that the fat man was wearing a big cloth shirt, swaying, and wearing cloth shoes made of handmade soles on his feet, the people next to him all cast strange eyes.

The fat man scratched the back of his head: "More than 20 years have passed, and now I am more like a dirt bun entering the city, hehehe-"

Wandering around, he didn't find the theater, the fat man then remembered that there was a mouth under his nose, so he asked someone to inquire, the theater had long been yellow, and now in the county seat, there is not even a movie theater.

Ask the original singers again, but they are still there, but they have also become private, and there is a Hundred Flowers Troupe, which performs every night.

The fat man smacked his lips: "Then let's find a hotel to stay in for a night, and then find someone at night." "For the flower pickers back then, especially the stupid children, the fat man really misses it a little, not for anything else, how real the feelings were at that time.

The rest of the thing is to take the big braid to the health station to check the body, and the result is normal, that is, the doctors are skeptical about the age of the big braid, and in this era, it is too rare to have a child in almost fifty. Unlike in the past, when the old woman and her daughter-in-law were confined together.

Looking at the searching gaze in the doctor's eyes, it is estimated that he regards the big braid as an unmarried pregnant mother-to-be, and the fat man is thick-skinned, but he has to lead the big braid to flee in a hurry.

At night, I found the Hundred Flowers Theater, the ticket was fifty-one, thinking about the past when I used to watch movies for a few cents, the fat man shook his head, knowing that those days would never return.

Inside, there is a small stage in front of it, and there are more than 100 seats below, and the environment is clean and comfortable. There were tea melon seeds on the table, but Qiqi didn't think the melon seeds were delicious, so he took out a few handfuls of pine nuts and handed them to the big braid and Ye Zi.

Gradually began to get up, and the audience who came in all turned their eyes to the fat man, and their eyes were very complicated, some were surprised, some were disdainful, and some were gloating, and the fat man was a little dizzy: Is there something wrong?

When the seats were almost full, the fat man finally saw something wrong: all the people present were men, except for the big braids and Ye Zi, there were no other little babies, except for Qiqi.

Just as he was pondering, the lights on the stage suddenly turned on, and the music sounded. Kiki shushed and whispered, "It's time for the show—"

"Dear friends, welcome to the Hundred Flowers Theater and be happy-" A fat man appeared on the stage, with a pigtail combed in the center of his head, surrounded by no grass, with a small pocket around his bare upper body, and fat and big pants on his lower body, which could not be seen by a child.

"This shape is really peculiar enough-" The fat man scratched the back of his head, how did he feel that this guy didn't look like he was singing a duo.

Sure enough, this guy sang a pop song first, and then stood in the center of the stage and began to speak vernacular, actually talking about stumbling and talking about pornographic jokes.

The big braid frowned after hearing a few words, and pulled Qiqi and Ye Zi to leave. Qiqi was a little reluctant: "I still want to watch the singing duo turn, and I like to watch the little matchmaker in the big west chamber the most."

The fat man also felt a little indecent: "Let's go out to eat a popsicle first, and then come back when we sing." ”

Wandering out of the small theater, one person asked for an ice cream. The fat man stood at the door of the small theater, listening and eating. The dingdong inside is very lively, just like a monkey.

These actors on the stage are all just talking but not singing, and they are also singing. Listening to pop songs with the taste of the two, the fat man felt that the ice cream in his hand was a little tasteless.

Suddenly, the fast-paced music sounded inside, and the lights flickered on and off, flickering rapidly, and the fat man went in to take a look, and saw a guy who was neither male nor female on the stage, and jumped for a while, and there was one less piece of clothing on his body.

"Uncle Fat, I'll take a look at what kind of show you're playing. Kiki shouted anxiously behind him.

The fat man scratched his head: "We're in the wrong place, it's not a two-person turn, it's a dog and a camel, refund the ticket!"

His voice was so loud that he suppressed all the metallic music in it. Soon rushed out two young people, one with long hair and a shawl, and the other with a comb: "What are you yelling about, do you know whose field this is, believe it or not, I'll give you a three-knife Liu Dong." ”

Such a small role, how can the fat man be afraid of him, one hand crosses his waist, and the other hand points to the long hair in front of him: "We came to see the two of us, this is more than a point, grinding and chirping is, I didn't sing a word, Ma Yu gave us a refund!"

"Which hill did you run down from?" the two young men looked at each other and laughed together.

"We're from Daqingshan, what's the matter—"

"You're confused, we've been acting like this every night. Hurry home and claim the king on the kang head, don't be embarrassed here-" The bald head laughed while driving away the fat man.

As soon as he heard that he was acting like this every day, the fat man couldn't help blinking his little eyes a few times and understood: it turned out that the so-called two-person turn now had changed its flavor at all.

But I always feel unwilling: "Then we want to listen to the big west chamber and the cup of the cup, where can we listen?"

"It's been all the years, and I'm still listening to that old thing. It's fast-paced now, and it's hard enough to roar and crackle. Longhair sneered as he shook his head, his long hair flying like a madman.

"Let's go quickly, don't be bitten by a mad dog, we need to get an injection. As soon as the fat man was angry, he didn't want any money, so he pulled his big pigtails and left, pondering as he went: Could it be that I have become a laggard of the times now?