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 hippie smiling face, nearly one meter nine tall, but as thin as a bamboo pole man, dressed in white flour, holding two poles of noodles, humming a song, hanging two long times out of the inside, just saw the chicken on the ground fighting for joy, suddenly jumped up, in the air came a "beautiful" sweeping leg, learning Bruce Lee's voice and yelling: "Aha! Frightened, the chickens flew out with a flutter, and no one grabbed the slightest benefit.

And he himself fell to the ground with a bang because of the unstable center of gravity, and the two poles he was holding in his hand were thrown high into the air, and then scattered down like a fishing net, and one of the bamboo poles fell right on his forehead, so painful that he bared his teeth, touched his forehead and kept shouting: "Hiss, ouch! ”

The self-destructive man is Zhang Mingjie, the son of the noodle shop owner Zhang Daneng, 22 years old, who worked in a beverage factory in the city for a year after graduating from technical school last year, and returned home for the Spring Festival to help his parents produce noodles.

Zhang Mingjie is as thin as a bamboo pole, his appearance is also very average, he has a hippie smile all day long, and 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 bottom three, he only cares about hanging two long days all day long, idle, does not make big mistakes, and keeps making small mistakes, 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.

He got up from the ground with difficulty, rubbed his forehead and stretched his neck to quietly take a look at the processing room, seeing that the embarrassing scene just now was not discovered by the parents inside, he quickly picked up the noodles scattered on the ground and straightened them out, regardless of the dust sticking to them, skillfully dried the noodles, patted the dust on his body, rubbed his sore buttocks, and was about to enter the processing room. ”

Zhang Mingjie turned to look at the person, and said with a smile on his hippie smile while rubbing his sore buttocks: "Da Han, you just made the noodles not long ago, and you finished eating them so quickly?" Do you eat noodles every day?"

The name of the person is Li Dahan, the mason in the village, he has been Zhang Mingjie's follower since he was a child, and his typical limbs are developed and simple-minded, at this moment he listened to Zhang Mingjie's words, and said helplessly: "My mother thinks that cooking is delaying time, and she cooks noodles to eat 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 with a smile while fiddling with the scale: "Then you still come to redeem it?"

Li Dahan said with a bitter face: "I don't want to either, my mother said, there are no noodles at home, and I can't boil the pot." ”

Zhang Mingjie glanced at Li Dahan and said with a grin: "The noodles are good, long fat, look at your body, you have to thank your mother." Then he pointed to the scale: "Oh, 50 catties of wheat, how many folds of noodles do you want 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 grinned: "You just pursue that little bit, 50 catties of wheat, six-fold noodles, five, sixty or thirty catties of noodles, just these two bundles, come, continue." ”

Li Dahan nodded, 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 indifferently: "If you don't go, no one will go to the whole drink." ”

Li Dahan said regretfully: "Hey, it's a pity. ”

Zhang Mingjie asked, "What's the 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 feud with the Wang family, but it is a fact that the daughter of the family is beautiful, she is the village flower of our village, even in the whole town, and I can't find a second one, you ask those old and young masters, who doesn't want to marry her home?"

Zhang Mingjie said with a disdainful expression: "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 without thinking: "No, look at her face, cold, like a popsicle, like a father who just died, I tell you that you want me 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 smiled: "Isn't there a lot of 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 put away his smile, patted Li Dahan's shoulder and said seriously: "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 my right to appreciate beauty, besides, 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 ran away with the basket on his back, Zhang Mingjie looked at his back, and the hippie smiling person was happy.

Zhang Mingjie hummed a song and walked into the processing room, at this time the processing has ended, the machine has been turned off, his father Zhang Daneng is holding a head of white flour, holding a big smoking gun squatting at the door to swallow clouds and spitting fog, and from time to time he touches his mustache.

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 hung his head and 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 grinned and said: "He's in a hurry to eat." ”

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 to repair the tomb worship platform, this kind of thing to make a fortune by borrowing the dead is only he can do, the dead ancestors have moved out, it is really a shame to kill the eight generations of immortals in his house. ”

Zhang Mingjie's mother Wu Chunrong looks different from Zhang Daneng's father and son, her body has been blessed, she has a big belly, as if she is pregnant with twins, and at this moment she also walked over with a head of flour and said: "What does it matter to you how many times a year people drink, and you haven't eaten once." ”

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." ”