The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The tricycle master threw a poncho to Ling Er and said with a smile, "You cover it, don't get drenched." ”

"What about you?" After Ling Er found out that the other party gave him the poncho, he was directly drenched in the rain.

"We're fine, my house is right next to us, and we'll be able to go home and change our clothes later," the master said with a smile, "It's not convenient for you to pass by." ”

"Thank you," Ling Er draped himself indiscriminately, stuffed the bag into his arms, and urged, "Master, let's slow down, I'm not in a hurry." ”

"I don't dare to hurry." The master wiped the rain from his face and said with a smile, "The road to the bus station has not been repaired yet, and you can't get out if you fall into it." ”

The rain had already spread to the steps on the side of the road, and the cars on the road ran over, splashing a large amount of water on Ling Er's poncho.

Murky droplets of water trickled down the poncho.

When he arrived at the bus station, Ling Er threw the ten yuan he had taken out in advance to the tricycle master, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry for you, master." ”

"Hey, looking for your money?" The master shouted at Ling Er's running figure.

"No thanks." Ling Er had already rushed to the bottom of the eaves, and when he saw the master coming over again, he remembered that his poncho had not been returned to others.

Hurriedly took it off and handed it to the other party, "I'm sorry, I forgot about this, ouch, I'm embarrassed, I'm going to drench you." ”

The other party gave him the poncho, but he became a soup chicken, and he was very embarrassed.

"Worthless things, nothing for you." The master took the poncho and said after draping it on himself, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, I'll look for you for money, one yard to one yard." ”

"No need, I'm sorry for you, let's go, I'll see you again in time." Ling Er took out the towel in his bag, wiped his body up and down, and then went into the ticket hall.

"Brother, I'll pull you back when I turn around." The tricycle driver shouted at him.

The ticket hall was crowded, and he couldn't imagine that there could be so many people in such a heavy rain.

However, when I thought about it, I was relieved that Henan is a province with a large population, and it is also a large labor export province, so the population flow is naturally very large.

"Big brother, where do you want a ticket?" A middle-aged man in his forties with a black face walked up to him.

"Yan Ling's, is there one?" Ling Er finally found a touch of intimacy.

"Five bucks." Middle-aged humane.

"What time is it?" Ling Er asked.

"Half past three."

"Give." Ling Er did not hesitate.

After looking at his watch, there was still an hour before the car departed, so he simply went to the nearby commissary to buy a pack of cigarettes, lit it, took a puff, put out the cigarette, and returned to the commissary with the rest of the cigarettes.

"Boss, I got the wrong cigarette." He snapped and threw King Fleur onto the wooden counter.

"What's wrong?" The boss asked, pinching his teeth.

"Brother, it's all at the doorstep, I made it clear, everyone is embarrassed." Ling Er said angrily, "Do you know how many years I've been smoking the Furong King?" ”

If you count the previous life, he has nearly thirty years of smoking experience, and the one who smokes the most is King Furong.

If you can't draw the real or fake, isn't it a vain?

"You mean I'm a fake cigarette?" The boss asked unhappily.

"You know in your own heart whether it's true or not." Ling Erdao.

"We sent this from the tobacco company," the boss said, pointing to the tobacco on the wall, "I don't believe you called the tobacco company and asked." ”

"You're going to mess with me?" Ling Er knew that if the other party didn't rely on it, he wouldn't be so fearless.

"What, you're going to hit me?" The boss's butt was lifted off the bench, and after he stood up, his fat and strong body was two or two years wide.

"See you later, then." The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, Ling Er is reluctant to clash with the other party in person, not to mention, the purpose of his trip this time is to find a wife, and he is not willing to do too much.

When he stepped aside, he saw the tricycle master who had just pulled him over waving to him.

"Little brother, I forgot to tell you, don't buy things at the train station or bus station, nine times out of ten." The master asked with a bitter face, "Are you buying fake cigarettes?" ”

"I bought a bag of fake Hibiscus King, do you say that bad luck is not bad luck?" Ling Er smiled and said, "Looking back at him, he won't admit it again, it's really annoying." ”

"That's bad luck." The master sighed.

Ling Er said with a smile, "I don't even recognize my life, how can I admit that I am unlucky, I don't have the time to deal with him now, turn around, when I have time, I will slowly make trouble with him." ”

"I have half a pack of cigarettes here, if you don't dislike the bad, you can take the bad first." The master took out a bag of gold leaves from his pocket.

"Thank you." After Ling Er lit one, he put the rest of the cigarette into his bag, and then said with a smile, "Aren't you going home to change your clothes, why are you still here?" ”

"Anyway, it's soaking wet, it doesn't matter, just see if there are any guests, and then go home and change it again." The master said with a smile.

"At the intersection where you just picked me up, there's a noodle restaurant, you know?" Ling Er suddenly had an idea.

"Yes, Dahong Noodle House." The master nodded and said, "Her eldest brother is a big bastard here." ”

Ling Er handed over the ten yuan again, and said with a smile, "Please go and tell her about it, just like that, a young man from Gaocheng who was eating at your place just now said that if you can make the yellow soup in the commissary at the train station, give 10,000 yuan." ”

"Ten thousand?" The master's eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Otherwise, I'll help you beat up, and you give it to me..."

After a long time of silence, he gestured a finger, "A thousand yuan is enough." ”

"That's fine, I'll give you two thousand." Ling Er counted the money on the spot, but the master was startled, and hurriedly rolled up the poncho on his body to block Ling Er.

"What a beating?" When the master took the money, he was still a little confused, he couldn't imagine Ling Er being so direct.

Ling Er smiled and said, "I'll just ask for one, if you make trouble, don't involve me." ”

"Don't worry, I, Wu Daliang, speak for a while, you wait for me for a while, and I'll see on the side." Wu Daliang took the money, but walked into the ticket hall and exchanged words with the ticket seller who had just sold Ling Er.

Wu Daliang came out with the ticket seller, and when he passed by Ling Er's side, he pretended not to know Ling Er and didn't say a word.

Ling Er saw them talk to an old woman begging at the bus station, and then the old woman sat at the door of the commissary with a wet and tattered cotton mattress.

The old woman affected the entry and exit of the commissary, and the boss of the commissary scolded and scolded, but Ling Er didn't hear clearly.

Then he saw that the two tricycle masters helped to intercede, and then the owner of the commissary scolded even more ugly, and threw the old woman's quilt into the puddle in front of the door.

And so the dispute began.

Wu Daliang, as an onlooker, spoke up, took a step forward, and stood in front of the old woman

The commissary owner began to push and shove.

Wu Daliang and others finally clashed with the commissary owner.

In the end, the onlookers next to him also joined the battle, five to one, if they still can't win, Ling Er will despise them.

The security guard in the bus station also ran out of the hall, lit a cigarette, and watched such a farce with a smile.

Every time he heard the screams of the commissary owner, Ling Er's heart was happy.

After the conflict dissipated, Wu Daliang and others had already run away.

The shopkeeper's eyes were swollen, and there was blood on his face and clothes.