Li Guoqing is not the widow of traditional thinking, and he is not used to the doting of loving mothers and children under the pretext of love, he was a **-year-old little doll, followed his parents in the land of Qinchuan for eight hundred miles, worked as a cattle herder, worked as a "package worker", and also in the long-abandoned Luozhou City bus station, unkempt with a broken bowl and kneeling on the ground to beg.

Later, the family situation improved, and finally had the opportunity to go to school, not as exaggerated as the legend rendered in the book, but after telling his experience for three days and three nights, it was enough to make the new generation who ate white rice and grew up in front of the little emperor very indifferently to say "It's miserable." ”

The work of courier, there is food and drink, but it is tired, and there is nothing that cannot be done. Lao Tzu has no ability to get his son who has not gone to college into the business establishment of the unit, and he does not plan to let Aman enter the retail industry that has been yellow yesterday, the road is his own, although it is difficult, the more he walks, the road will be open.

The majesty of the head of the family also has unshakable authority in this matter, Chi Cuilan frowned, and sighed to draw the final stop to this matter.

It is not the first time that Chen Wangzhong has come to the big city, and he even has to be guided to see the vehicles in front and behind when he crosses the road, he has done a lot of work, lived alone, and Chen Wangzhong, who has surprisingly good adaptability, makes Chi Cuilan not have to worry about the cold and warmth of this son outside every day.

Luozhou is like a picture of Chen Wangzhong's rough printed stickers that were common in Zhangling Village when he was a child, nondescript, angular and awkward. The low adobe gray tile house of the last century, mixed with high-rise buildings, does not look like the countryside or the city, Yanran is a woman with the appearance of Sister Feng, but she has to desperately apply grease and powder and turn herself into Fan Bingbing.

There are mountains of smelly garbage everywhere, and it is more like it came from the countryside than the stinky ditch that has existed in Zhangjialing Village for decades and drowned people and chickens and ducks. It can be seen everywhere, with a wig and a little makeup, it is possible to let the long-tongued woman passing by ask, the eldest sister, the man with a big belly who has been pooping for a few months, so that Chen Wangzhong can't help but equate it with the old bachelor Wang Ba, who has never brushed his teeth in the village, and when he speaks, it is comparable to the same effect as anesthetics, and the old bachelor Wang Ba who makes people faint is equated......

All the disharmony formed Chen Wangzhong's first impression from the moment he came to Luozhou from the poor and backward Zhangjialing Village.

It's just that in the past four years, I have gradually become familiar with the rapidly developing city of Luozhou, and this idea has gradually faded; Chen Wangzhong, who has been working for more than half a month now, riding a battery car to deliver express delivery all day long, the city is so simple, there is a nest of his own in countless rooms, and then he has a daughter-in-law who is extravagant, and then dreams about what school to go to for his children in the future.

Work at two o'clock N line every day, from home to the delivery station of the express company in the morning, receive large and small express packages, according to the address, one by one express packages will be accurately delivered to the destination, get off work at night, ride the battery car home.

There are no weekends, sometimes overtime, and the usual entertainment is just to drink beer with five or six colleagues at the roadside barbecue stall.

"Let me tell you, tsk, that sister paper, water can drip water, that's the real woman." Nicknamed Dongzi, a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man whose real name is Zhang Jindong, he spittled and gave a speech about his glorious achievements in thousands of flowers.

As a colleague of Chen Wangzhong who has known him for more than half a month, he knows the most among this group, the oldest, a group of people with no hair on their mouths, looking young and watching countless action movies with their mobile phones behind their backs, occasionally a tube of calves in the bed, and when eating barbecue, what I like most is to listen to Dongzi talking nonsense about him and those and countless fairy-like women, simple and rough in bed.

Dongzi's hair is neither long nor short, he wants to have a twenty-eight part, white teeth, pretending to have seen the world's omniscient aura, and he can't cover up the obscenity and triviality revealed in his bones, it's completely that kind of person, who met Dongzi on the road with his daughter, and said to his mother: Hurry up, at first glance, he is not the kind of person who is a good person.

Five or six people shook their heads in unison, they couldn't stand it, poured a sip of beer, swallowed it with saliva, and waited for Dongzi to continue to talk about the critical stage in bed

"That kind of sister paper, what's that called...... Crystal...... Jingjing ...... Crystal clear. "It took me a long time to come up with such a common word that I have read countless adult magazines." I want to eat it as a steamed bun in one bite, tsk, that taste. ”

Sometimes when it comes to fascinating things, the blushing and thick-necked drunken spit on the side of the wine soaring in a nondescript tone that is half Mandarin and half Shaanxi dialect: "Once, in a small county town in southern Shaanxi, I met a girl whose skin can drip water...... Such a girl is his mother's strength, and that night in the dark, I told you that it wasn't a blow......"

Speaking of which, the group of little calves who were fascinated by the hearing were not satisfied, and they finally figured out some details or something, and they didn't feel like a fart in this area.

"Gotta get it...... Let me take my time! "Self-edited stories are at your fingertips, and when there are no words, you can make up a plausible word by yourself, until everyone is still unsatisfied with listening to Dongzi Hukan, drinking and drinking more people have drunk too much, each of them is like a Hollywood screenwriter, one by one thinks they can tell themselves the most awesome stories, hula lala and pour out as if they don't want money.

Chen Wangzhong always drank very slowly, and smiled at the Hu Kan woman who was covered in fog in Dongzi Yunshan. In the four years of the Li family, he never came home drunk, or was taken home by the police with a drunken head and bleeding, and deliberately self-restraint came from not wanting Li Guoqing and his wife to worry.

He has changed from an orphan who didn't care about the death of a blind grandfather to a city man with a family, and his gratitude always reminds Chen Wangzhong that he can't let his adoptive parents down and worry. Perhaps innately, Chen Wangzhong has a deformed stubbornness towards the four words of revenge. In the past four years, Chen Wangzhong has changed from a dog calf left behind by the scourge of Zhangjialing's No. 1 Heavenly Killing for thousands of years, to a good boy, he doesn't know if this is still him, but he likes his current self.

"Aman, what do you want? Want to be a woman? Definitely, listen to my brother, walk a few streets away, the hair salon there, foot bath, there are girls who can't get out of bed tomorrow morning with weak legs, peony flowers are also ghostly, it's a man, hurry up, fuck the fuck ......" Dongzi drank too much, his mouth was quite neat, patted Chen Wangzhong's shoulder, and his drunken eyes rolled around.

At this time, before Chen Wangzhong spoke, the grandson picked up by Uncle Zhao, who opened a barbecue stall, would roll his eyes with disdain, and say angrily to the drunk Dongzi: "The women there are all rotten goods, and if they don't get a fever, they won't be far from hanging, and if they want to play, they can play the best seductive girls...... I'll have money in the future......"

"Stinky boy, get to work." Uncle Zhao, who is gray-haired and still quite energetic, has a chestnut on the head of his fifteen-year-old grandson Zhao Xiaokun.

The half-grown young man didn't have a word about this grandfather, and swallowed the heroic words of "marry a hundred wives" in the second half of the sentence, and went to work silently with his head down.

This baby was picked up, Uncle Zhao used to pick up rags and pick up a child from the garbage can, and Uncle Zhao, who had no family, took him with him, followed his surname, and named him Xiaokun.

Zhao Xiaokun, the little calf, didn't want to go to school, Uncle Zhao sent him to school, either bullying the little fat man in the class, or throwing firecrackers into the girls' toilet, and also put cockroaches in the head teacher's cup, and the disgusting big-bellied head teacher didn't eat well for half a month. With a sigh, Uncle Zhao was not reluctant, and brought this kid back to help him do some work and run a barbecue stall.

If you don't go to school, you're also a troublemaker, with a group of kids of the same age, and you have the posture to dominate this side. Every once in a while, I saw these couriers come to the barbecue stall to eat, and then I also learned to Kan Dashan, and described how he ruled his territory in this generation.

Unlike this grandson, Uncle Zhao has a smile on his face all the time, wears a yellow straw hat, and when he laughs, the white beard scum on his face is squeezed into a pile, and he will only keep a straight face when he faces Zhao Xiaokun, a little calf.

The people dispersed, the wine was drunk, and the fairy-like women who were talking indiscriminately drifted into a dream, and a group of five or six people staggered away separately, returning to a room of more than ten square meters in the urban village, for the mosquitoes to have a full meal, endure the hot smell of sweat, and fall asleep.

Only Chen Wangzhong's head was still sober and he rode his battery car back to the community called Shilipu.