Chapter Seventy-One: Looking Back on the Past

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Han Shaoning drove a small car and shuttled through the streets of the county.

He finally got 100,000 yuan, but he was not happy at all, because he knew that now 100,000 yuan is just a drop in the bucket for investing in mines.

When waiting for the red light, he touched the 100,000 yuan in his pocket again, and couldn't help but think of the IOU he wrote by himself, and remembered the cruel smile when Liu Fatzi gave the money, and secretly sighed that people's hearts are unpredictable and the rivers and lakes are sinister.

The windows are rolled down and the night breeze blows. He hadn't eaten dinner yet, and he felt empty and hungry. Suddenly, he smelled a strange and familiar smell, thick, fragrant, the smell of meat and cake intertwined and baked!

"Baked cakes! Uncle and aunt are fragrant but not greasy baked cakes, refreshing and tender bone broth wontons!" Han Shaoning said secretly with a smack. At the same time, his face couldn't help but turn crimson, and he secretly scolded that he was really not a thing, and he should have come back to see his benefactor. If it weren't for the uncle and aunt who sold wonton cakes, maybe he would have been living on the streets a long time ago, no different from a beggar. In fact, he always wanted to repay his kindness, but as soon as he got busy, he forgot about it.

He pulled over to the side of the road, came to an empty table, and sat down slowly. The stove was blazing at the door, and the aroma of bone broth was overflowing; the tables, chairs, and benches in the small restaurant had not changed at all, and even their positions had not been moved; and several people were munching on baked cakes and sucking bone broth.

"Boss, bring me a bowl of wontons and four pieces of baked cakes!" Han Shaoning said. His voice was not loud, but his voice was loud and could be heard inside and outside the house.

"All right!" shouted a gruff voice as she lifted the curtain of the door.

Han Shaoning looked up and saw a middle-aged man coming to him with a plate of baked cakes.

"Eat the pancakes first, and the wontons will be ready immediately!" After the man finished speaking, he went to cook the wontons.

"What about Uncle and Auntie, aren't they going to do it?" Han Shaoning was stunned.

At this time, three more people came to eat ravioli.

"Take out three more wontons and cook them together!" shouted the old man.

A middle-aged woman wearing an apron walked out, her hands covered in flour and a few dots on her forehead and face.

When Han Shaoning saw the strange man and woman, he thought to himself: Where are the aunts and uncles? Who are these couples?

The baked cakes are still the original ingredients, and the wontons are still the usual wrapping method, but when Han Shaoning eats it, he feels that it is not the taste of the year. Still, he "cleaned" a bowl of wontons and four baked cakes!

After eating, he sat on the chair, motionless, looking at things and thinking about people, he couldn't help but think of the amiable uncle and aunt, the busy scene when he was studying art, and the parting of drinking in the backyard.

The night is already dark, and the street lights in the small county town are even brighter.

The customers gradually dispersed, and the man finally had time to rest for a while.

He sat down, quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket with his left hand, lit it skillfully with his right hand, closed his eyes, took a big puff, and slowly spit it out, his expression was intoxicated and sweet, as if he was enjoying the most beautiful moment and the greatest happiness in the world.

Han Shaoning was so stupid.

The man finished smoking the cigarette very leisurely, and then slowly stood up, collected the firewood from the fire, and prepared to put out the fire and call it a day.

"Big brother, settle the score!" Han Shaoning took out a hundred-yuan bill and shouted softly.

"A bowl of wontons is five cents, and a pancake is five cents, a total of two yuan and five! The banknote is too big, I have to see if the change is enough?" the middle-aged man said aloud and opened the wooden box.

"Big brother, the wontons and baked cakes you make are so delicious, why are they still the same price as four or five years? What about the original shopkeeper Uncle and Aunt?" Han Shaoning asked with a surprised look in his eyes.

The man looked down and looked for the change, he didn't feel strange at all, and still said happily: "It seems that you are an old customer! Let me tell you the truth, this store was not mine, but my second uncle and aunt! Their son is so promising, he took the old couple abroad the year before last." Before going abroad, they not only passed on their craft to me, but also gave me a house. In fact, I'm from the countryside and don't know anything but farming. In addition, I am not his own nephew, but I am not a family that has not yet produced Wufu, but I am really kind to me, and I can't repay it. Selling baked cakes, although it is a small business, is much lighter than farming, and the money comes quickly, so I don't increase the price, and the old customers are satisfied, and I am also happy. No, it's still according to the old man's original practice, and the stall will be closed at the point, as long as there is enough food to use, and the province will be tired. When people live, they must learn to be content, learn to be grateful, and learn to cherish themselves. ”

Han Shaoning nodded frequently, and couldn't help but say, "I see!"

The man was still counting the money. It's a bit of a hassle to change one by one!

Han Shaoning muttered in his heart: "Uncle and aunt have gone abroad, and they are finally with their son, I don't know if Xi is used to living abroad?"

"Xiaoyu, from your mother, get twenty-three yuan for Dad!" the man shouted.

After a while, a delicate girl in her teens walked out, holding change in her hand, and handed it to the man. Behind her, a chubby little boy of four or five years old ran out, shouting noisily, "Sister, sister, you play with me!"

"I've been with you for a day, isn't it annoying, it's Sunday, I don't go to school, and I don't let people rest well!" the girl shouted impatiently, and ran outside the house.

The girl was taken aback by the thunder and fireworks.

He trembled, walked up to Han Shaoning, blinked his big innocent eyes, and whispered: "Uncle, my mother is making wontons in the back room, my dad is picking up guests outside, and my sister is not playing with me anymore, you can play with me, okay?"

Faced with the cute little boy's simple request, how could Han Shaoning bear to refuse.

He just wanted to bend down, opened his mouth and said, "No problem", the child's father handed over the loose money to Han Shaoning, turned around and stretched out his thick arm, picked up the child, and hugged him tightly in his arms, kissed his son's little face, and said very guiltily: "Dad will call it a day immediately, Xiaoyun, Dad will play with you." ”

Han Shaoning left, and when he left, he felt very uncomfortable.

A car and a person, running alone on the road.

"When people live, they must learn to be content, learn to be grateful, and learn to cherish themselves. The man's words kept ringing in his ears.

When he thought of learning to be content, he thought of Fat Liu! That dead fat man was really insatiable, like a big mouse! As long as he saw "rice," his two mouse eyes would emit a thief's light! That "big mouse" was not only not satisfied, but also intensified!

Thinking of cherishing himself, he thought of Chen Yonggui again! Did the third brother lack virtue in his previous life, or did he create sin in this life, he was not very old, but he was riddled with diseases, and he heard Liu Fatzi say that after taking medicine and injections and infusions for more than a year, he was ineffective, and he became more and more evil, and he couldn't even get out of bed! The body is the capital of the revolution, and now, even if the family has a pile of gold, it can only be left for future generations to spend!

Thinking of gratitude, he thought of himself! Today, he was able to get ahead not only because of his own hard work, but also because of the help of nobles! He secretly regretted that he should have visited his uncle and aunt a long time ago to repay the kindness of taking in the rice and passing on the skills and teachings, but he forgot about it because he was tired of running around! Now that the uncle and aunt have gone abroad, let alone repay the kindness, even if they want to meet each other, it is bound to be difficult to ascend to the sky! He secretly scolded himself for not being a thing and having no conscience!

When he thought of the nobleman, he thought of Chen Yonggui again! What is the third brother's health doing now? Could it be true that what Liu Fatzi said? The third brother has had a stroke, and now he is paralyzed, he can't straighten his waist, he can't get out of bed, he eats and waits for someone to feed him, he has to be picked up by someone, he can't take care of himself, and he is simply waiting for death! If that's the case, he should really visit the third brother, and don't be like the uncle and aunt, and become a big regret in life!

It's not that he doesn't want to see Chen Yonggui, but he is really afraid of seeing Chen Yonggui's daughter-in-law, Xiaoli! He knows very well that she is a female leopard that can never be fed!

The moon rises higher and higher, and the speed of the car is getting faster and faster!

He made up his mind that no matter what, he would definitely go to see the third brother in two days, Chen Yonggui!

The road back to Hanjiazhuang from the county seat was not long, that is, half an hour, but Han Shaoning's mind was always cranky.

The car has passed Dongyu Town, and then turned four mountain bends, and it will be to Hanjiazhuang.

When you go to Hanjiazhuang, you will be home!

When he thought of going home, he thought of the man who sold the biscuits! The uncle and aunt went abroad and left their business and real estate to the man. Although a man runs a small shop, he does not make much money, but he has enough food and drink; now he has both children and daughters, his husband and wife are harmonious, and his life is happy and contented; if life is like this, what can he ask for! Now, he wants money, money, fame, and fame, and he can be described as gaining fame and fortune, but he is not happy at all; his beautiful daughter-in-law, who was born as an intellectual, sleeps beside her, but she feels infinitely lonely and depressed! If he had not insisted on leaving back then, would he have lived his life like that man? He did not dare to imagine it! In fact, he is willing to continue to think about it, but he also knows that the past is unbearable, and imagination is useless, and it will only add to sorrow!

In fact, the original wishes are very good, but after two years of friction, Han Shaoning and Tang Xiaoyan do not get along very well.

No matter how rich Han Shaoning is, he is just a nouveau riche, and if he becomes a deputy to the National People's Congress, it is just a fig leaf! Although he grew up in the countryside, his machismo has been exposed, and in addition, the two have different backgrounds and knowledge, so there will naturally be differences in taste and opinions, and Tang Xiaoyan is just a self-reliant woman, and she cares about face very much! Therefore, when no one is around, they quarrel less. It is true that Han Shaoning is most dissatisfied with Tang Xiaoyan, mainly because of this