Chapter 63 A City Anecdote (Forty-two) Brother Min Meng Sister
is also a beauty, a school flower, but her personality traits are completely different.
Liu Min is a person with a big appearance, and is allowed by his classmates to be 'Brother Min', 'Sister Min', Ai Xiaomeng in the 'Beijing University Law School', has always been the image of a goddess, usually rarely smiles, does not like to socialize, has always been a high-minded image, the boys who pursue the two, there are hundreds of people, love letters from the beginning of the freshman year, like snowflakes, flew to the two of them'dormitory', but later, when everyone heard that the director's son' Da Zhuang was only Ai Xiaomeng's side' When the flower messenger ', most of the people retreated, especially when these people heard that Ai Xiaomeng actually had a boyfriend, they were even more afraid to step forward.
Liu Min is a straightforward girl, if she doesn't work, she will take the initiative to set up a stall with the other party and refuse, her trick not only did not lose her glorious image of 'Brother Min', but it made the male classmates very agreeable, everyone was willing to contact her, and became the object of 'Brother Min' before and after the saddle.
When two 'points' that were not originally on the same drawing suddenly crossed over in 'Jingcheng University', it would naturally be the focus of discussion among male and female students, because the big guy could not see what kind of means an ordinary 'little flat-headed soldier' used to take down the two goddesses of 'Jingcheng University', and these two goddesses still took the initiative to give their arms to their arms.
Guo Xiaosong's arrival, it was also in response to the appointment with Ai Xiaomeng, if it was said that the previous year's training college students did not have time to contact, this year, Guo Xiaosong's rich time, there is still yes, during the day, most of the time is Liu Min took time to discuss with Guo Xiaosong 'microcomputer typing', but after four o'clock in the afternoon. Guo Xiaosong belongs to Ai Xiaomeng most of the time.
In order to facilitate Guo Xiaosong's walking on the university campus, Ai Xiaomeng also bought Guo Xiaosong a cheap 'local outfit', although the price of the clothing is only a few dozen yuan, but it looks particularly handsome when worn on Guo Xiaosong's body, especially the 'tourist shoes' bought for 20 yuan, wearing on this handsome guy's feet, it is difficult for people to see that this is a pair of 'counterfeit products'.
After dinner, Guo Xiaosong looked at his electronic watch. "Where next?"
'Zhou Gezhuang, I want you to accompany me on a trip, there is an orphaned old man over there who is sick, I want to buy some fruit to see her!' ’
'Okay then, isn't it far from it?' Do you need to take a car? ’
I think it's better to ride, but if you come back late, the bike won't be there! ’
In a small remote village, many buildings have been built since the reform and opening up. In this 'city village' in the capital, there were several times more foreign population than his villagers at once, and after dinner, some of the unattractive foreign population. The women said that especially those men, they kept staring at Ai Xiaomeng's body, which made Guo Xiaosong, who was riding a bicycle, very unhappy.
'This kind of place. How often do you come here! ’
'I don't come often, sometimes I come during the day with my classmates,'
You remember it for me. It's too chaotic here, it's best not to come here at night, something will inevitably happen! ’
After greeting the orphaned old man, Guo Xiaosong also carried Ai Xiaomeng back non-stop, on the wide asphalt road, there were very few cyclists, only from time to time from the side guò large and small motor vehicles, they passed by at the same time, but also did not forget to scrape the unique 'big sand' of the capital into Guo Xiaosong and Ai Xiaomeng's neck.
It was late at night, and when I had dinner, I really didn't feel so strenuous about riding, but when I saw that the time had passed more than nine o'clock, and it was still very far away from Beijing University, Guo Xiaosong was riding slowly, and he did it on purpose.
'Why don't we come down and take a walk, my ass hurts!' Ai Xiaomeng didn't have the consciousness to go back to the dormitory so early today.
Pushing a bicycle and pressing the road, this situation can be mentioned to the two of them when they were students, but at that time the two had very little time to get along, unlike now, they have grown into 'adults', silent, as if even Ai Xiaomeng, who 'lectures' to people every day and does good deeds, has no more topics to continue to talk about, and after a long time, Guo Xiaosong opened his mouth.
Do you think I may not be able to pass the university entrance examination next year! ’
"No, I know you can get in, I just think, what age is it now, it's really not that important whether you get into college or not!" Once upon a time, it was Ai Xiaomeng's dream for two people to meet on campus, but now her thoughts seem to have changed.
'So what do you want me to do?' Demobilized and returned to your hometown, you graduated and worked in the Beijing District Court, is it possible, let's also live separately, like my third uncle and third aunt? Guo Xiaosong's 'third uncle story' told to Ai Xiaomeng is only the first half, and the second half of 'the two divorce', even his own nephew is just hearsay, and there is no real evidence.
"You can stay in the capital, let's get married, according to the regulations, I will be able to get a room soon, no matter what you do, as long as you can support yourself, isn't it a good thing!" Ai Xiaomeng's eyes lit up, she has always been tied to Guo Xiaosong, the economic income of an ordinary judge in the capital is enough to support two people, even if she has children, she can also support her, after all, it is a policy to divide a house, as long as you get married, there will definitely be.
"Then I'll open a moving company, I know a lot of more capable comrades-in-arms, you see so many people in and out of the capital every day, the moving company must be a sunrise industry, I have thought about it, it's called 'Bing Moving Company'!" Since the beginning of this year, Guo Xiaosong has continued to negotiate business with local people on behalf of the seventh company and the second platoon. When he saw the local people, the moving companies are fighting their own battles, not using their brains, he thought about his future development, and expected, he will be able to do a good job, just like he saw a family from downstairs, to the old-fashioned building to transport the piano, because of the huge size of this thing, when entering the narrow stairs and corridors, more people can not be used, fewer people are still very hard, especially scratching is inevitable, for this Guo Xiaosong also designed a 'hook' with pulleys on white paper, As long as there is a fixed place upstairs, you can pull the piano up with little effort, and if you don't have a balcony, you can move directly into the house, and if you have a balcony, you can also pull the piano up through the 'jogging altar' window in the guò corridor. If he doesn't allow it, he can also set up this 'hook' on the roof of the building, and move it from the top to the bottom, which is much less labor-saving than from the bottom to the top.
"Wow, open a moving company and earn your first pot of gold, this is indeed a good project, but 'GI Mover', isn't it a bit cheesy. It's better to call it 'Sanyou Company'! As soon as Ai Xiaomeng heard Guo Xiaosong's words, she was also interested.
'Don't call a soldier, call Sanyou, what's so important about this? Guo Xiaosong really couldn't guess the meaning of Ai Xiaomeng's words.
"A good man and three gangs, aren't you helping people move, Sanyou understand this time! ’
Guo Xiaosong patted his head and said, "I understand, I finally understand, so I'll call him Sanyou." Sanyou Company! ’
When the two passed by the small hotel in the village on the edge of the city, Guo Xiaosong subconsciously looked at the neon sign over there, and then pushed the cart away.
Ai Xiaomeng has been in college since she was a teenager and rarely wears high-root shoes. Because it is inconvenient to walk, she is the same today, dressed up in a pair of soft sneakers, after seeing Guo Xiaosong's eyes hurriedly skimming the small hotel. She didn't know what was going on in her heart, fluttering and beating so badly that her ears seemed to hear Guo Xiaosong talking to him. 'I'm a little tired, why don't you go in and take a break!' ’
For the things of men and women, Guo Xiaosong has already experienced it when he was in junior high school, but his previous relationship with Ai Xiaomeng is not a physical possession, but the most important, vigorous love has always been the ultimate goal of Guo Xiaosong with romantic feelings, he really wants to be admitted to the military academy in the capital, so that he can join hands with his beloved woman Ai Xiaomeng in a bright and bright way, and raise the fruits of love together, and then Guo Xiaosong did not enter a small hotel on the side of the road to see, when he looked at his watch, it was almost ten o'clock, he helped Ai Xiaomeng into the car again, and quickly ran towards the women's dormitory of the 'Jingcheng University Law School'.
often comes back late, and the administrator of the girls' dormitory also knows that Ai Xiaomeng is going out to do good deeds, and under her knock on the door, the downstairs door of the dormitory, which usually has to be locked after ten o'clock, was opened by her as an exception.
'Go back, I'm here!' Ai Xiaomeng's eyes showed reluctance.
Then you pay attention to rest, it is windy at night, you sit by the window, remember to close the window! Although he has never been to Ai Xiaomeng's dormitory, Guo Xiaosong has a super memory, and as long as Ai Xiaomeng tells him once, he has already remembered it deeply in his mind.
Farewell to Ai Xiaomeng, the next thing Guo Xiaosong was going to rush to was naturally in the dormitory of 'Beijing University', just when Guo Xiaosong came to the gate and was about to call the security guard to open the door, suddenly the instructor of the Seventh Company appeared in front of him.
'Instructor! Guo Xiaosong's voice was very small, like a child who had done something wrong.
'People sent back?' It's as if the instructor of the Seventh Company knows everything.
We went to an urban village in the afternoon and saw an orphaned old man! In order not to make the instructor doubt himself, Guo Xiaosong believes that it is important to confess.
"Look at what time it is, people are girls, I can't say anything, but you, you are still not a soldier of the People's Liberation Army, you are still not a member of the Communist Party, I don't know if the impact is not good, I think you have to let me send you back!" Although the instructor of the Seventh Company said this, he didn't want to do it, and now the leader of the Department of Electronic and Computer Science of Beijing University, in order to let the instructor and his relatives live a happy life, also gave the instructor's wife a 'husband and wife room', just in the dormitory area of the school, the instructor can not sleep in the middle of the night, waiting for Guo Xiaosong to come back at the gate, in order to warn him, let him know that now he is not an officer, just an ordinary soldier, to remember his own status.
'Instructor, I was wrong, never again next time! Sincere admitting mistakes has always been Guo Xiaosong's strength, and he does not quibble about what he is really wrong.
"The car belongs to you, I'll push it away, I have a yard over there, I can't lose it, you take some time tomorrow to send the car back, remember, this is what you said, next time it won't be!" The instructor of the Seventh Company rode away on Ai Xiaomeng's 'Kun car'.
Looking at the back of the instructor leaving, Guo Xiaosong's heart was very uncomfortable, recalling that Ai Xiaomeng had a desire for a 'roadside hotel', he was glad that he didn't go in, if that was the case, he would come back tomorrow morning, and the instructor would have nothing to say. (To be continued......)