Chapter 33: Returning Home

The crazy old man seems to be crazy and abnormal, and he is also very sloppy. But there is one thing, what he says he will deliver.

It's like he promised to take me to the city tomorrow, and the next morning, after I finished my morning class, he took me out the door.

It was still the "Phoenix" 28 bike, I sat in the back, and the crazy old man rode in front.

"Master, shall we ride our bicycles to the city?"

I'm so bored in the back that I need to find something to talk about to pass the time.

"Riding to the city? You're a fool. The crazy old man didn't seem to want to speak, and simply answered my question in tongue and then stopped talking.

And I was scolded by him, and I was also a little unhappy, so I could only lie on his back with my head on his side.

"If you feel bored, use the method I taught you to memorize the Tao Te Ching to me."

"Master, you can't teach me anything else, I'm familiar with the Tao Te Ching."

"Familiar? Do you understand all the truth? ”

"Ahem...... "I don't dare to talk back anymore, hurry up and recite ......the Tao Te Ching."

So on both sides of the village were people working in the fields, and along the way, everyone could hear that there was a fool behind the bicycle, who didn't know what to say, and said it quite loudly.

When I got to the countryside, the crazy old man rode me directly to a house that looked like a government compound, put the bicycle in his hand, and took me by the hand.

"Hello Master Chen!"

"Master Chen, why are you here?"

"Master Chen......"

The people in this courtyard, when they saw the crazy old man, all cheered one after another. The crazy old man didn't say a word, nodded occasionally, and responded like an old cadre.

The yard was small, and soon the mad old man and I walked through the yard to the gate sprayed with green paint.

The crazy old man knocked on the door, and I actually knew the person who came to open the door, it was Zhu Qinshou!

"Ah, Uncle Qin Shou, why are you here?" I deliberately bit the word "Qin Shou" very hard, mainly because I recited the Tao Te Ching along the way, which made me a little bored, and I wanted to tease Zhu Qinshou.

Zhu Qinshou heard the meaning of my words, gritted his teeth and laughed, pinched my face, and then said to the crazy old man: "Master Chen, we are ready for everything you want." ”

After speaking, Zhu Qinshou took out a file bag and handed it to the crazy old man.

The crazy old man didn't even look at it, he directly dragged it in his hand and said, "Then let's go." ”

The crazy old man took my hand, and under the leadership of Zhu Qinshou, we went out through the back door of the courtyard.

I thought I was going to take one of those buses to the city, but when I got out the back door, I saw a car!

Don't laugh, in those days, although there were not many cars, they were not a surprising thing.

It's just a little kid from the countryside, and the daily means of transportation is a bicycle and legs, where have I ever seen a car in the city? What's more, it's the one in front of you, Hongqi car!

Seeing my fuss, the crazy old man threw me into the back seat of the car, and then he himself got in, while Zhu Qinshou sat in the co-pilot.

I was curious about the inside of the car, and I kept lying behind the driver's seat, my eyes glued to the steering wheel. I've been thinking, how can such a bulky thing run?

The car started and I suddenly smelled a smell in my nose that made me gause, it was the smell of gasoline in the car.

I was extremely unaccustomed to the smell, my chest was stuffy, and my stomach was tumbling with stomach acid.

Finally, during a bump, I couldn't hold back anymore and quickly stuck my head out the window and threw up.

"Zhengyi, come, drink saliva."

Zhu Qinshou smiled and handed me a kettle, I quickly took it, held the kettle and poured it into my mouth.

The crazy old man was originally looking at the documents in the file bag, and when he saw me like this, he snorted with a smile, not to mention how proud he was: "Hillbilly, hum." ”

I wanted to talk to the crazy old man, but as soon as I opened my mouth, the stomach acid in my stomach seemed to find a hole, and it rushed up my throat.

Before I could speak, I let out a "vomit" and vomited again.

When I finally got to the city, I felt like I had nothing left in my stomach to vomit up, and I didn't dare to drink water.

I was helped out of the car by Zhu Qinshou.

Looking up, on a large road that was more than ten times wider than the countryside, there were all kinds of young people wearing colorful clothes, pants were the most popular bell bottoms at that time, and several young people were carrying a large box on their shoulders.

I later learned that it was a tape dual card recorder.

A very beautiful duplex building caught my eye.

"Let's go, your parents live here." As he spoke, the mad old man took me by the hand and led me in. And Zhu Qinshou got into the car.

My parents live here? Such a beautiful little building is my home?

I was taken all the way to the door by the crazy old man.

The mad old man knocked on the door, and from inside came a loud voice shouting, "Which one?" (Who's meant)"

A woman wiped her hand in her apron as she opened the door.

The moment the door opened, the woman and I were stunned.

"Mom!" I shouted excitedly.

I didn't expect this to be my home.

That's right, it was my mother who opened the door, she was cooking in the kitchen, she heard a knock on the door, and she didn't have time to wipe the oil in her hand, so she came out to open the door.

"Monkey, why are you here?"

That's right, monkey is my milk name.

Speaking of this milk name, there is a past.

I have been in poor health since I was a child, and I often get sick, and if it weren't for the crazy old man who lived in my house and helped me recuperate, my parents wouldn't know what to do.

But once, the crazy old man went out to buy groceries. And I had a high fever in the house silently, and my parents hurriedly invited the village Tulang to come and see.

I took medicine, all kinds of cold water compresses to cool my head, and it took two days to get rid of the fever.

Later, my mother chatted with the women in the village and talked about me, and they said that the child was not in good health since he was a child, so he had to take a cheap name, and the cheaper the name, the better it would be to feed.

When I got home, the more my mother thought about it, the more right it became, and when I and my dad put it together, they saw that I was thinner than an ordinary baby, like a monkey, so I had a milk name, called Monkey.

Maybe it's fate, the crazy old man is called a little monkey, and my milk name is monkey.

"Gui Fang, don't let us cut? (meaning to go in)"

I thought about going to the city to find my parents on vacation, and now that it has come true, I originally wanted to throw myself into my mother's arms and make a coquettish, but I was interrupted by the crazy old man.

"Quick, come in, come in. I'm cooking, you're just right? (You don't mean to eat) Oh, what a good dish at home (there is no good food at home), you wait (wait a minute), I'll go buy some food. ”

My mom was so happy that she was talking completely out of order.

My mom said as she took out slippers from the shoe cabinet next to the door and asked us to change them.

"Where's Lao Zhang? Tell him to get some good wine. ”

When the crazy old man arrived at my house, it was like going back to his own house, and he lay down on the sofa, and the old man comfortably picked up the cigarette on the coffee table and lit it.

My mother was busy in the kitchen for a while, and then came out with a basket of vegetables and said: "Lao Zhang hasn't finished work yet (meaning to get off work), he came back at noon to have a meal (meaning to come back to eat), Brother Chen, wait a minute, I'll go buy some vegetables and buy a bottle of good wine." ”

The crazy old man walked to the cabinet in front of the coffee table and waved impatiently at my mother as he fiddled with something.

My mom hurriedly opened the door and prepared to go out to buy groceries.

Before closing the door, my mother suddenly remembered something and shouted to me in the house: "Monkey, there is something just under the coffee table (some meaning of eating), you should be right first." ”

"Okay." I responded.

Then he took out a fruit bowl made of red lacquer wood from under the coffee table, and there were eight small compartments in it, each with a different snack in it.

I just ate my snack and watched the crazy old man fiddle with it.