Chapter 001: Zhangjia Noodle Workshop
Yujiang Village, Yujiang Town, Yunan County, a night of spring breeze, converged the cold air between heaven and earth, the magnificent morning sun is like a pair of warm hands caressing the earth, the weeping willows on both sides of the Yujiang River are full of tender yellow, the river is flowing long, the smoke is full of air, reflecting the wild goose that returns at what time in the distant sky, the heaven and earth are filled with the breath of spring.
On the hillside on the bank of the river, rape with dew, green, a breeze blows, swinging a burst of green waves, on a bare branch on the edge of the rape field, a hanging insect cocoon sways from side to side, the chrysalis makes a rustling sound in it, an old ox leisurely gnaws grass in a wasteland, a mule team composed of five or six mules carries the river sand and is led by the owner to walk on the mountain road, and there are a few pheasant quacking sounds in the gray grass forest on the opposite mountain.
There is a family in the woods not far from the edge of the rape field, the rumbling sound of the machine is non-stop, the bamboo pole in the yard is full of freshly produced noodles, a big cat snuggles up on the belly of a black dog, lying in the yard leisurely basking in the sun, and several chickens are competing for half of the noodles that have fallen to the ground.
A man who was nearly one meter nine tall, but as thin as a bamboo pole, was covered with flour, his hair and eyebrows had turned white, he walked out with two poles, and saw the chickens fighting on the ground, stretched out his hand, and was so frightened that the chickens flew out with a flutter, and no one grabbed any benefits.
The 22-year-old man, Zhang Mingjie, the son of the noodle shop's owner, worked for a year in a beverage factory in the city after graduating from technical school last year.
Zhang Mingjie is so thin that his body is like a bamboo pole, and his appearance is also very average, it is difficult to find him out in the pile, not only is his image not very good, but his academic performance is not very good, from kindergarten to high school, he has never been in the top three, and he only cares about idleness all day long, but he is not good at studying.
When he graduated from high school, he was also very self-aware, he didn't take the college entrance examination, and later entered a technical school, barely mixed up a graduation certificate, but in this society where college students grab a lot of money, his technical school graduation certificate is the same as if he didn't have it.
Zhang Mingjie dried the noodles, patted the flour on his body, and was about to enter the processing workshop, when a tall and tall, honest and coarse, two-flute man walked into the yard with a nylon pocket wheat on his back, and shouted from afar: "Brother Mingjie, make noodles." ”
Zhang Mingjie turned around and looked at the person, and said with a smile: "Da Han, the noodles you just made not long ago were eaten so quickly?" Do you eat noodles every day?"
The name of the person is Li Dahan, a mason in the village, who has been Zhang Mingjie's follower since he was a child, at this moment he listened to Zhang Mingjie's words, and said helplessly: "My mother thinks that cooking is delaying, so she cooks noodles and eats them at every turn, and my father and I are sick to my stomach when we hear the word noodles now." ”
Zhang Mingjie took the bag in Li Dahan's back basket and put it on the scale, and said while fiddling with the scale: "Then you still come to redeem it?"
Li Dahan said: "I don't want to either, my mother said, there are no noodles at home, and I can't boil the pot." ”
Zhang Mingjie smiled: "Hehe, the noodles are eaten well, you have gained weight, look at your body, you have to thank your mother." Zhang Mingjie pointed to the scale again: "Uh, 50 catties of wheat, how many folds of noodles do you plan to exchange?"
Li Dahan said: "Six-fold, since you have to eat, then eat better." ”
Zhang Mingjie poured the wheat into the big bucket and said with a smile: "You just pursue that, 50 catties of wheat, six-fold noodles, fifty, sixty or thirty catties of noodles, just these two bundles, come, continue." ”
Li Dahan took the noodles and said while putting them in his pocket: "Brother Mingjie, the Wang family has a whole wine today, will you go?"
Zhang Mingjie said lightly: "If you don't go, no one will go to the whole wine." ”
Li Dahan said regretfully: "Hey, it's a pity. ”
Zhang Mingjie smiled: "What's a pity?"
Li Dahan said: "The opportunity to see the beauties, you didn't go out to see, and the big men in the whole village didn't go, so you didn't care." ”
Zhang Mingjie smiled contemptuously and said, "What's so good-looking, does she have more eyes or more noses than others?"
Li Dahan said with a glint in his eyes: "Brother, I know that your family has a grudge against the Wang family, but it is a fact that other people's daughters are beautiful, you ask those old and young masters, who doesn't want to marry her home?"
Zhang Mingjie said: "No matter how beautiful she is, I am not uncommon. ”
Li Dahan asked: "Brother Mingjie, what you say in your heart, you never thought of marrying her as a daughter-in-law?" ”
Zhang Mingjie said lightly: "I don't want to, look at her face, cold, like a popsicle, like a father who just died, I tell you that I want to marry her, unless all the women in the world are dead." ”
Li Dahan pouted and said: "Okay, if you don't go, forget it, I have to hurry over, it's rare to have a chance to get in touch with a beauty, I don't want to lose it." ”
Zhang Mingjie glanced at him and said: "Is there still a small opportunity, you go to her house to buy wine every once in a while, and your family can open a wine supermarket, right?" ”
Li Dahan touched his head and smirked, Zhang Mingjie said earnestly: "Dahan, you are the one who is engaged, are you worthy of your daughter-in-law by doing this?" ”
Li Dahan said: "What is there? Not to mention that I am engaged, even if I am married, that can't deprive me of the right to appreciate beauty, I just go to see it, and I don't want to do anything. ”
Zhang Mingjie couldn't help laughing and said, "You want to do something, but you don't have a chance." ”
Li Dahan blushed and said, "Oh, I won't tell you, I'm in a hurry." ”
Li Dahan said and picked up the basket and ran away, Zhang Mingjie looked at his back and laughed.
Zhang Mingjie walked into the processing workshop, at this time the processing was over, his father Zhang Daneng held a head of white flour, squatted at the door with a big smoking gun to swallow clouds and spit, and touched his mustache from time to time.
This Zhang Daneng, who looks the same as Zhang Mingjie, is 1.9 meters tall and weighs less than 100 catties, looking like a telephone pole from a distance, the wind can blow it down, standing with Zhang Mingjie, you don't need to ask to know that they are father and son. With a mustache, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a righteous face, a little unangry and self-assured, if you want to wear a long shirt, others will definitely think that he is a teacher in the private school in ancient times, but you will be shocked when you look at the big smoking gun in his hand that never leaves his body, and the smell of tobacco on his body.
Zhang Daneng took a puff of cigarette and asked slowly, "Who was mixing noodles just now?" ”
Zhang Mingjie said: "Li Dahan. ”
Zhang Daneng said: "Didn't you two wear the same pair of pants, why didn't you stay for a while?" ”
Zhang Mingjie said: "He is in a hurry to eat and drink." ”
Zhang Daneng said: "Are you going to Wang Fatzi's house?" To say that this Wang fat man is really shameless, a few times a year to drink, last month his family to the pigsty repaired, the whole room wine, this time he insisted that his dead father gave him a dream, in the dream let him go to repair the tomb worship platform, repair the tomb worship platform on the tomb worship platform, the result of the whole wine, the fool knows that he is not for the sake of building the tomb worship platform, and only he can do it, the dead ancestors are moved out to collect wealth for themselves, shame the ancestors of his house. ”
Zhang Mingjie's mother, Wu Chunrong, also walked over with a head of flour and said: "How many times a year do people drink wine for you, and you haven't eaten a single wine." ”
Zhang Daneng said with a faceless face: "If he wants me to go to his house to eat and drink, even if he calls the eighteenth generation of his ancestors to invite me, I can't go." ”
Wu Chunrong smiled: "Then I can't scare you to death." ”
Zhang Mingjie was amused by the old couple, holding his stomach and laughing: "Don't talk about the Wang family, it's someone else's whole wine, and my dad has never been there." ”
Wu Chunrong pulled her face and said: "Don't talk about other people's families, even if your uncle's family celebrates your grandfather's 80th birthday, he won't let him go, I have lost all my face, your grandfather raised my daughter for nothing." ”