Chapter 2: Thirty Years of a Dream (Part II)

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The road under his feet is also very weak, and the potholed dirt road has many drainage ditches dug during irrigation, which makes Wang Ke feel very painful. It really hurts, the legs are not long enough, riding a bicycle across the beam, passing by a drainage ditch, it hurts once.

In other words, this underworld is too backward, right? All that catches your eye are mud houses and thatched houses, and you can't even see a red brick house, just like the countryside in the 80s. Where are the buildings and villas that are burned for you by filial sons and grandsons every year? It's not going to be greedy, right? This tiger has to be beaten, and the flies can't be spared!

Where do you go from here? Wang Ke rode his bicycle aimlessly, chasing in the direction of the stone's escape. This girl is too unsophisticated, Hades arranges you to pick me up, what's the matter with throwing me halfway? It's pretty fast, if it weren't for the fact that this broken car is really hard to ride, I would catch up with you and fight to the Yama Palace.

In the confusion, a small river broke into Wang Ke's field of vision, which looked a little familiar, especially the bridge made of two pieces of wood, which seemed to have been seen somewhere.

"This can't be the Nai Ho Bridge, right? I didn't see Meng Po, I didn't look at the hometown......" Suddenly Wang Ke felt that his nose was sour, and tears couldn't help but flow.

Yes, yes, the place where I am standing now should be Wangxiangtai, otherwise how could I see the scenery of my hometown?

This must be the illusion caused by Wangxiangtai to himself, this familiar river in front of him was originally the unnamed irrigation canal in the east of the village, and when he was a child, he often fished and caught shrimp in it, leaving many happy memories for Wang Ke. However, it has been lost in the transformation of urban villages for 2,000 years, and the wooden bridge has been changed into a stone bridge in the 90s of the last century.

Fantasy! It will definitely point to the softest place in your heart, these indelible memories are the best choice for them to start, and when your soul is immersed in it and cannot extricate itself, it is also the time when the defense is the weakest, and it is time for black and white impermanence to seduce your soul.

"Strange! Didn't see the flowers on the other side! Wang Ke looked around, and legend has it that both sides of Huangquan Road were planted with flowers from the other side, and its fragrance was full of magic and could evoke memories of the deceased.

But these don't matter to Wang Ke anymore, he originally had the heart of death, and he wanted to see Meng Po or the other side of the flower just to satisfy his curiosity.

"Shell! Shell! However, a group of figures appeared on the opposite side of the bridge, and it was Wang Ke's grandfather who had been dead for many years, and he was naturally followed by the unrighteous guy Shi.

"Grandpa!? How can you trouble your old man to come out and pick me up, I'll just go to the Yama Hall with a stone to report! Wang Ke hurriedly put down the bicycle and went up to meet him, what kind of joke: let his parents come out to greet him, it will be a long life, even if he becomes a ghost, it will definitely damage yin morality.

"What nonsense?" Before he could react, he was slapped in the back of the head.

"Dad?! When did you die? Wang Ke blinked and looked at Wang Hongyuan, whose face was a little deformed, and this sentence caused tons of lethality.

"I'm by your kid!" Wang Ke was stunned! The story of his suicide was reported home, and the old man couldn't stand the blow and came over! But there's no reason to get there before you? Could it be the back door? Or is it because Yanjing is too far away from his hometown and he wastes all his time on the road?

"I'm sorry, Daddy! I didn't expect things to turn out like this! But that's fine, you're a lot younger, aren't you! Wang Ke stared at Wang Hongyuan's young and somewhat excessive face, and suddenly felt an urge to splash sulfuric acid.

It is said that when my father was young, he was the most handsome guy in Shili Eight Villages, but Wang Ke never believed it. When I was a child, I didn't have any aesthetics, and when I knew how to appreciate it, the old man was already full of wrinkles. Now that I suddenly see such a handsome scumbag dad, how can people not be ...... Anyway, the big-eared scraper is down again!

Wang Ke was a little depressed, just thinking about it, didn't I really pour sulfuric acid to start so ruthlessly?

"Smack!" There was another crisp applause, and Wang Ke reflexively dodged to the side.

"Huh! Should! "This time it was a stone, and this would be spanking by his father in the lap. Should! Who told your kid to run away first without being righteous? Let the storm come harder!

Alas! Uncle, why did you stop here? Tired, right? I have a stick here, and I panic when I fight monsters with my hands, and when I get tired, I change people and let my aunt come next.

Wrong! Wang Ke suddenly found a BUG: Daddy Stone has been gone for a few years, and it is forgivable to appear here, but Daddy Stone is still alive! And the old lady has a very tough body, Wang Ke absolutely believes that even if Oba. The horse is dead and she's all right! The last time I can survive Jin San Fat!

Also, what are Wang Juan and Wang Ying also doing? Didn't the eldest sister and the second sister go abroad? There was no such coincidence that the whole family followed me down?

It is Wang Ke's consistent practice not to solve things that cannot be solved, especially now that such a strange situation is really beyond his understanding. Just as Wang Hongyuan slapped him again, Wang Ke fell to the ground and pretended to be dead!

Wang Ke's grandfather couldn't help but be angry when he saw his grandson being beaten, and slapped Wang Hongyuan on the head and scolded: "You little Wang Ba Lamb!" Are you really dead? It's not important to beat a child, if my grandson is a little bad, labor and management have nothing to do with you! ā€

It looks like this domestic violence is genetic! However, old man, are you sure that scolding your son is a little king and eight lambs is good for yourself?

Seeing his father being beaten, Wang Ke was secretly happy in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, after all, he was dizzy now! I can only hold it, and I almost didn't hold back the internal injuries!

"It's going to rain! Let's talk about it when we get home! Wang Youwei waved his hand and said, "Okay! The third family, you don't have to act anymore, just your two times, tickle him? ā€

The stone mother stopped sneeringly, and she was really reluctant to let her beat her son.

"Why did you beat my brother?" Wang Juan's words made everyone speechless, yes? Why hit the child?

"That's right! Why hit the child? Wang Ke's mother, Yan Hua, didn't understand either. A group of people stared at each other, and no one said why! Get! This fight was in vain! Wang Ke felt that he was more wronged than Dou E.

"What do old ladies know!" Wang Hongyuan was unwilling to dwell on this matter anymore, so he put Wang Ke on his shoulders: "Let's talk about it when we go home!" ā€

"That's right! Why did you hit me? I'm not wrong either! Wang Ke pretended to be dizzy and didn't dare to react, and the stone stopped doing: "You guys are a big bully, aren't you?" ā€

"Go home!" Not only did Daddy Stone not realize his mistake, but he intensified it and kicked it on the butt of Stone.

For these Wang Youwei, he did not say anything that rural people have their own wisdom. Several people saw that there was something strange about this today, but no one talked nonsense, especially in the field or in the evening, when the dark clouds covered the top and there was no sunshine, and they couldn't talk nonsense.