As the saying goes, dumplings on the winter solstice, noodles on the summer solstice. ◢ With * dream ◢ small * .com

There is a big pot of hand-rolled noodles on the dining table of Wang Jin's house. After the noodles are passed through cold water, they are served with cucumber strips, mung bean sprouts, shredded chicken, drizzled with balsamic vinegar, chili oil, and sesame paste.

"You slow down......"

Lao Wang and his wife looked at each other, their eyes full of pity.

"Oh!"

Wang Jin threw a garlic clove into his mouth as soon as he took a bite of noodles, stuffing his eyebrows and smiling. "I've been waiting for the United States for a long time, I'm hungry. When I came back last night, I saw my neighbor eating pancakes on the side of the road, and my saliva couldn't stop flowing. ”

"Is there still a Chinese food seller in Chinatown? Buy whatever you want. Mother Liu Fang was very distressed.

Wang Dajiang interjected, "Nonsense, he is a professional athlete, can he be temperamental?" The things sold outside are not safe, and if there is a problem with the flight inspection, this life is all over. ”

Wang Jin was surprised, "Hey, hey, Dad, you even know about the flight inspection?" ”

"Of course," Wang Dajiang said complacently, "knowledge can be obtained through learning, haha, this is called keeping pace with the times...... When you are a father, the "Shunyang Evening News" for five cents is ordered for nothing? Well, but I heard that the evening newspaper is going to rise to a dollar recently, which is really unreasonable, and I'm thinking about unsubscribing! ”

Wang Jin "......"

Too lazy to pay attention to Lao Wang, the mother is more concerned about her son's appetite. So he said, "Gluttonous pancakes, right, then let's eat pancakes at noon, and Mom will go and cook them for you later." ”

Wang Jin said, "Don't, the weather is too hot, and you have to guard the pancakes, the smoke is burning, I'm afraid your body can't stand it." ”

Mother waved her hand, "I've been like this for decades, I'm not so squeamish." ”

Wang Dajiang also chimed in, "That's it, when will we not make pancakes in the countryside?" What are you afraid of the heat? ”

Wang Jin said, "Nacheng, I'll go back and pull some straw for you and help you help." ”

Mother smiled and said, "Oh......"

The conversation of the family was very plain and very warm. Family affection can give people the most spiritual comfort, everyone because they have lived in it for a long time, they are used to it, so they are not deep enough, and the wanderer who has been away for a long time knows the value of companionship.

"Woo wow bang, knock knock ......"

In the distance, there was a faint noise outside, which seemed to be gongs and drums, and it seemed to be a stereo. Wang Jin was immersed in the cold noodles, so he didn't pay much attention, Wang Dajiang heard the movement, but immediately rolled his eyes.

"Xiao Jin, what solar term has it been these days?"

Wang Jin felt inexplicable, "What is the solar term?" Just after the summer solstice. ”

Wang Dajiang said, "Yes, you follow the door and look in the direction of our vegetable garden...... Is there something missing from the sheepfold? ”

Wang Jin said: "What's missing?" ”

Wang Dajiang said: "Spoils of war!" ”

Wang Jin suddenly realized.

——The wrestling customs in the Wangjiazhuang area have a long history, out of consideration for development and promotion, and because of the influence of Wang's classmates as a business card, a few years ago, the city pushed the boat down the river, and held a "horned sheep competition" folk festival nearby.

Horn, horn, wrestling. Sheep, rams, i.e. prizes for the ultimate victors.

The festival is held every year after the summer solstice. In this season, tourists can pick the early-maturing "June fresh" sweet peaches in the garden, eat farm food, drink some home-brewed grain wine, and enjoy a real pastoral life. The people in Wangjiazhuang area are simple and simple, rich in products, and the concept of "horned sheep competition" is relatively fresh, and it is booming for a while, quite like that.

Wang Jin only cared about the bald noodles and refused, "You mean wrestling matches?" Hey, I'm going to stop messing around and give the opportunity to someone else. ”

Wang Dajiang hurriedly said, "Why? You participate in the designated can win, don't pick up the prize for nothing? How silly...... So a good breeder can sell for thousands of dollars! ”

Wang Jin shook his head, "I'm a professional heavyweight boxer, a world champion, is it appropriate to bully ordinary people again?" No, no, no. ”

The so-called knowing son Mo Ruo's father, Wang Dajiang is familiar with dealing with his son, and he has a set of methods.

He let out a long sigh and said, "Hey, if you don't go, you won't go, whatever you want." But if our Wangjiazhuang continues to fail this year and is ridiculed by outsiders, it will be shameless. ”

"Huh? How? ”

Wang Jin has always valued "collective honor" the most, and the local complex is particularly serious, how can he watch his hometown suffer humiliation?

Wang Dajiang raised his spirit, and read in a low voice, "In the past two years, there has been a powerful young man named Zhang Erdan in Lihua Village next door. Zhang Erdan is nearly one meter tall, looks like a tiger's head, has a big waist and a round ......"

Wang Jin said: "You pick up the key points. ”

was hastily interrupted to tell the story, Wang Dajiang choked, "Ahem, this kid is just like you, with great strength and fine skills, our old and young masters in Wangjiazhuang have not been able to beat him, and they have lost the lottery for two consecutive years." What's even more annoying is that he is quite arrogant, and he even said wildly, saying that the name of Wangjiazhuang's wrestling law is not true, and the plaque of 'Wrestling Township' should be transferred to them in Lihua Village! Oh, the hero doesn't mention the courage of the year, if you can go back in time, your dad and I promise to rush up and him first! ”

"Hmph."

Wang Jin said with a black face, "What an arrogant guy, how much does he estimate?" ”

Wang Dajiang secretly rejoiced, "At least two hundred and forty pounds up, my arms are thicker than my thighs!" ”

Wang Jin said, "Since they are of the same magnitude, then if I fall him, it will not be considered a bully." ”

Wang Dajiang grinned and said, "No, no, definitely not!" Strictly speaking, simple wrestling and dwarf wood dwarf sports are different from the industry after all, and you don't have a psychological burden. ”

Mr. Wang took another bowl of noodles and pulled it into his mouth, "I'll clean him up after eating!" ”

Wang Dajiang encouraged him and said, "Well, eat more ......"

Three bowls of noodles and four boiled eggs, the "bottomless pit" Wang was finally satisfied.

"Ugh!"

Wang Jin burped happily, and his face suddenly became murderous, gloomy and fierce! Well, this look even shocked his own father when he saw it.

"Dad, is our van there?"

Wang Dajiang asked rhetorically, "What do you want the car for?" ”

Wang Jindao, "I want to drive the car, the weather is so hot, the sun makes people sweat, and the body is slimy." ”

Wang Dajiang's eyes were strange, and he said, "Young people must learn to endure hardships and be diligent and thrifty, but they can't be greedy for enjoyment!" The place where the folk festival is held is on our threshing floor, and the distance is not far away, so why don't you just walk there? I didn't know how expensive firewood and rice were the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday I went to the gas station to refuel, and the ninety-second rose by two cents! ”

"Bang dang!"

Wang Jin fell in response, grief and indignation.

"As soon as I went there, the prize naturally didn't run, and the thousands of breeding sheep will arrive home immediately, and you still care about these two cents? How convenient is it to remove the rear seat of the van and pull things? ”

Lao Wang was entangled for a long time and said, "Sheep also have legs...... Or do you bring it back? ”

Wang Jin "......"

PS Before the battle for supremacy, the final simple transition.