In the 80s, the old Beijing was far from being as big as the later generations, and the two of them rode a three-wheeled cart for about an hour to the old railway station, parked the cart outside the train station and locked it, and then entered the station to pick up people.

Wang Fatzi took out a large toad sunglasses imported from the United States from his pocket and put it on it, with a pair of the latest popular big bell bottoms, which looked very fashionable.

In fact, Qin Luo also has one of this thing, and he also liked to carry it in the past, but in the eyes of the next generation, he felt that it was not only slag of the soil, but also very embarrassing, and he would rather not bring anything than this thing.

In this era, the train is simply commonplace, and the train that should have arrived at three o'clock in the afternoon was dragged to nearly five o'clock, and the two of them squatted at the train station for three hours.

"It's coming! Here it comes! ”

From a distance, he saw an old-fashioned green-skinned train clattering into the train station, Wang Fatzi jumped up violently, patted the dust on his buttocks, and beckoned Qin Luo to run in the direction where the train came.

Although they knew that Lao Hu was on this train, it was not clear which carriage it was, and the two started looking for Hu Bayi from the beginning, looking for Hu Bayi in the vast crowd.

"Over there!"

Wang Fatzi is a little taller than him, the first to find Hu Bayi, looking in the direction pointed by Wang Fatzi, a familiar and unfamiliar figure came into view, although it has not been seen for ten years, but it has been a long time to recognize this old comrade-in-arms who cut in line together.

When the three of them cut the queue in Inner Mongolia, Hu Bayi had just turned eighteen years old, Wang Fatzi was three months younger than Hu Bayi, and he was barely an adult, while Qin Luo was the youngest, only sixteen when he was counted, so he didn't have to go to the queue.

But there are few relatives in one hometown, and the parents died early, leaving only an aunt who married far away, and their family is also living a tight life, and they are unable to take them in.

The second didn't want to be separated from Hu Bayi and Wang Fatzi, two old friends who had played since childhood, so they simply followed them to Inner Mongolia as a queue of educated youth, which was regarded as responding to the country's call for "practicing red hearts in a broad world".

Now, ten years have passed, and all three of them have become twenty-seven or eight-year-old young people, and children of their age have already entered primary school in this era.

"Hey!"

Hu Bayi, who was looking around, was startled by the fat man who suddenly patted him on the shoulder, and subconsciously took two steps back before he could see the appearance of both of them.

Hu Bayi was stunned at first, obviously he didn't dare to recognize the two of them after ten years, until the fat man spoke: "The king of heaven covers the tiger." ”

Hu Ba suddenly consciously connected: "Pagoda Town River Demon." ”

Wang Fatzi said again: "Why is your face red?" ”

Hu Bayi gave a thumbs up, obviously at this time he had recognized the two old comrades-in-arms in front of him, but he also cooperated with Wang Fatzi to finish the code, and replied: "I can't find my daughter-in-law in a hurry." ”

"Why is it white again?"

"I'm scared to marry a tigress."

This is a joint code that imitated the militia when the three of them were playing in the queue, but I didn't expect to use it again now.

This time to completely confirm each other's identities, Hu Bayi hugged him and Wang Fatzi excitedly, and said faintly choked: "Little Fatty, Xiao Luo, I didn't expect us to come back at this time, right?" ”

The fat man was so excited that he was about to cry: "Old Hu, our armies from all sides have finally met again in northern Shaanxi." ”

The three of them seemed to have endless words, from meeting to their rental house, along the way not only talking about their own experiences in the past ten years, but also bragging and talking nonsense to each other, which was very lively.

After returning to the rental house, he put Hu Bayi's things away, and seeing that it was already time for dinner, the fat man proposed to eat old Beijing mutton shabu, which was regarded as washing the dust for Lao Hu.

Lao Hu glanced around their rental house and immediately judged that they were having a hard time, otherwise there would not be only a few thin soup noodles left in the pot, so he took the initiative to invite them to eat and make amends for their original reluctance.

He and Wang Fatzi naturally disagreed, no matter how poor they were, they could still afford to eat a meal of mutton shabu, so they took Lao Hu to a more famous hot pot restaurant nearby and prepared to open shabu-shabu.

"Fat man, Xiao Luo, you wrote to me and said who do you want to beat? What's the matter, I'll help you fight back. ”

Ten years ago, Lao Hu was their big brother, whether it was a fight or a naughty mischief, he took the lead, although after so many years, he still loved the two as younger brothers, whether it was right or wrong, whoever bullied them directly hit back first.

After Lao Hu mentioned this, Qin Luo also frowned slightly, in fact, they were really a little ignorant of this matter, and the board car of the two was detained by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau a while ago.

This is the guy who eats for the two, in order to redeem the car, Wang Fatzi sold the piece of ancient jade that his father left him, but after the two found out that they had lost money, so they wanted to trouble the guy who bought the jade.

The fat man didn't want Lao Hu to fight as soon as he arrived in Beijing, and if he was arrested by the police station, wouldn't it be more troublesome, so he smiled and fooled the past, and didn't tell Lao Hu the truth.

"Xiao Luo, you say, what's going on?" Lao Hu was the commander of the sharp knife company in the army, and he was not so easy to fool, seeing that the fat man didn't say anything, he turned his head and asked Qin Luo.

Under Hu Bayi's gaze, Qin Luo didn't bother to hide it, and said everything about pouring beans from the bamboo tube.

"How many people did this old Hu kill on the battlefield? No wonder the ghosts and gods were easy to rob the tomb later, which ghost dared to provoke such a heavy evil spirit? Qin Luo couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Although he doesn't have any cultivation now, he can feel that Lao Hu's evil spirit is very strong, and he is worthy of being a warrior who crawled out of the pile of dead, and the life in his hands is estimated to be in the triple digits.

He was thinking about complaining about Lao Hu, but Lao Hu frowned slightly, thinking about how to help the fat man get back Guyu.

The fat man who picked up the mutton shabu and was about to open the shabu stood up violently, grabbed a beer bottle and walked towards the table in a corner of the hot pot restaurant.

"Fatty, what are you doing? Come back! Lao Hu was quick-eyed, grabbed the fat man, and snatched the beer bottle from his hand.

"Lao Hu, it was that grandson who lied to us, and he kept hiding for a while, and finally let me catch him." Wang Fatzi pointed to a middle-aged man with oily hair and flour on the other table, and said viciously.

This guy should be the big gold tooth, he hasn't found out that Qin Luo and the three of them are working hard with a foreign friend to promote Wang Fatzi's piece of ancient jade, and it seems that this business is about to be negotiated.

"Put it down! I got it! ”

Hu Bayi signaled the fat man to be restless, walked to the table where the big gold tooth was, found a bench to sit down on his own, and then told the foreign friend that the big gold tooth would not do business today, and let him leave first.

The big gold tooth recognized him and Wang Fatzi, how could he not know what the three of them wanted to do, but he had no fear, no matter how to say that antiques all depend on their eyesight, they don't understand that they naturally have to pay tuition, so they put on a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.