"Have you eaten?" the girl asked me. "Not yet. "Don't go yet, go to my house for a meal before leaving." "Nope. I said. Then, the car came, and I got in.

The girl looked at me through the windowpane for a long time before leaving.

I regret the way she looks, maybe the girl likes herself? Oh, why am I so stupid? Why didn't I know to go to her house for a meal. This remains a mystery to me to this day.

I can't tell if people just said a kind word and I was amorous, or if the girl really liked me. I was thinking that if she didn't like me, she wouldn't have to stand there and watch me leave you, like a lover did when she broke up.

If she likes me, why doesn't she hint at it to me while we're working together?

To this day, I can still remember her holding on to the handlebars of her bicycle with both hands, her head tilted, her mouth slightly open, and the lovely way she looked at me leaving. It's like a picture that I'll never forget.

Is she doing well now? If there are no special circumstances, she is likely to have a group of children, and even become a grandmother. I want to meet her and talk to her!

I sat on the bus from Zhumadian to Xinyang and arrived at Xinyang Bus Station. But Xinyang didn't have a car to our Xinye, so I had to take a car to the Tang River first, and then take a car back to Xinye from the Tang River.

I was in the car from Xinyang to Tanghe, and something happened. The car seemed to have traveled for about dozens of miles, and a fat, white, tall old man in his early sixties got into the car. Looking at his radiant and radiant appearance, the people in the car thought he was an official.

So, as soon as he sat down, someone accosted him: "The old man looks like a leader." ”

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but cry bitterly. The way he looked made the person who accosted him not embarrassed, so he hurriedly came over to persuade him.

The old man ignored the man who had advised him, and wept to himself, and said, "You are right. I could have been the secretary of the brigade, but because of the difference of one vote, I was taken away by the king Ba Li Mingyang.

What's so good about that big king? In terms of culture, I am in high school, he is in junior high school, and in terms of talent, I am more handsome than him, and everyone can see this.

If you want to talk about size, then I am much more than him, you see him, he is short, dark and thin, where does he look like an official? I can speak more than he can speak more than eloquence. What's better than my family background, my relationships, and he's better than me?

However, God was so unfair, he was elected, and I was defeated. The old man stood up as he spoke, gesturing up and down with his two hands, and bouncing his feet in the aisle of the carriage at the same time.

After making a fuss like this for a while, he probably felt tired, so he sat down and took a breath, and continued to scold Li Mingyang.

I saw him with his mouth open, his eyes wide, his willow eyebrows upside down, his nose twitching up and down, clenching his fists, and gritting his teeth: "The king is famous, what's the big deal, he robbed me of my seat." I can't wait to eat your flesh, drink your blood, and pick up your ancestors' graves. ”

He said this and stood up again, touched the chair beside him with his hand and sang: "The king is eight Li Mingyang, you snatch Lao Tzu's position; the secretary of the brigade is not good, I hope your family is dead; with your three-legged cat, can you still be the head of the township?

You can still be promoted to the county, you can also be promoted to xxx-" He used the tone of "My hometown is not beautiful", and he grasped the tone of the tone and frustration very well. This reminds us that he may well have been a multi-talented man when he was not sick.

Then, he learned to raise his two arms like those who were big officials in the singing, crossed up in the aisle, and sang halfway through: "The next dynasty sighs while walking, and I think of the song and frowns - (this paragraph is a sentence in the comedy "Kou Zhun Back Boots")

Then, he laughed a little more before he fell silent. At this point, the people in the car couldn't help but glance at each other and then nodded. The old man finally got off the bus in one place, and the passengers breathed a sigh of relief.

I went from the Tang River to Xinye and then to my home. As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I met an aunt who had a good relationship with my mother.

As soon as she saw me, she said, "Is it Jianming? You also know that you are back! Some time ago, your mother and your uncle went to Jiangxi to look for you, and they almost couldn't come back." In the past few days, your mother is afraid that you will die outside, and her eyes are about to cry blind. ”

When I heard her say this, I couldn't help but have a sour nose.

When I arrived at the door of the house, my father happened to be in the yard, and when he raised his eyes and saw that it was me, he said happily, "Your mother is still talking this morning, she said that she had a dream last night and dreamed that you came back." She's also worried about whether you're dead and your soul is back.

I told her, it's not like that. To dream of coming back is to come back. No, I'm not wrong. With that, he began to call my mother: "Baby, come out and see, who's back?"

My mother, who was in the back room, came out and saw me, and she said, "Why are you coming back, why don't you die outside?"

Afraid that I would see it, he hurried to the kitchen to cook for me.

When I saw my mother like this, I couldn't help but have a sour nose, and said in my heart: "Zhang Jianming, Zhang Jianming, it's just that you yourself are suffering, why are you involved in your parents? Where is your conscience?" Thinking of this, and thinking of literature that I couldn't bear to give up, I finally couldn't help crying loudly.

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