Hehe, Pingyu. I am back!

It wasn't like now, there were people everywhere, cars everywhere. At the same time, since it was morning, there was no one on the street. There were only a few drivers waiting to solicit customers standing on the side of the road waiting for the car that hired him. In those days, there wasn't even a Santana on the street. It's rare to see a car once in a while. And these people, who got rich first, bought cars. Wait on the side of the road every day and pull some owners who can afford to pay for the car. Or when they get married, use their car. Ask for some living expenses to get by. In the current view, this is very hard work, and there is no money to be made. But at that time, they could earn back the car money in two or three years.

Yang Kexing waved his hand and called a Changhe car, and after negotiating the price. Put a few big bags on the car, and then head for Luo Zhuang.

It was not yet seven o'clock when I arrived at Luozhuang, and it was already cold at this time. The buds and sesame seeds in the field have also been harvested. The farmer has nothing to do, and he doesn't get up as early as he used to. The car arrived at the door of the old farmer's house. The three of them went down to the cellar to pack up the Luoyang shovel and other items, leaving me and the driver to guard the luggage in the car.

The three of them went down to the cellar to tinker, and I took out my cigarette and handed it to the driver. I was about to light my cigarette when I saw my godfather walking towards me. I rolled down the window to greet him. Godfather saw me and asked, "Yo, Luo Jie." Thorough, huh? "

"Yes, godfather, it's all right" I was busy pulling out a cigarette for my godfather.

The godfather took the cigarette and said, "What are you doing in the car, come down and have some food, and I'll kill the chicken." "

I waved my hand and said, "Don't kill the godfather, we may be leaving soon." I'm going to send a friend to Wanzuka, and I'll kill it when we get back."

The godfather said, "Well, come back quickly, my old man will give you a drink." If you don't die, you will be blessed in the future! "

While they were talking, the old farmer and the three of them walked out of the yard carrying a bag. After putting the bag in the car. The old farmer pointed to Yang Kexing and said, "Let's go out for a few days and go to this little brother's house to help him work for a few days." "

The godfather coughed, and then said: "You old farmer works and works, and when you finish your work, you go home, and you take the child to the middle of the bucket in vain."

The old farmer gave him a blank look: "You old man, you didn't say good things about me yesterday."

It made us laugh.

The old peasant jumped into the car and waved his hand to the old man: "Come!" I earned the money to give you two whole small square bottles. "

The godfather smiled: "Let's go, come back to Douzhong early." "

The car started and it was bumpy all the way. Two hours later, we arrived on the street of Wanzuka Township. In a pile of grass at the south end of the street, Yang Kexing stopped the car. He jumped out of the car, came to a dilapidated house, took out the key, and opened the door.

We got out of the car and came to the door. I saw a musty smell in the gloomy room, and the old newspapers pasted on the wall were also damp and fell off. Cobwebs were everywhere, the bricks on the floor seemed to be covered with moss, the back wall of the house was cracked several times, and the roof was visibly covered with holes the size of bowls. Obviously, this house has not been inhabited for a long time.

Yang Kexing beckoned us and lifted the things out of the car and put them at the door. Then he said, "It's so broken, it's worse than I thought." "

The old farmer continued: "Live here? "

Yang Kexing nodded: "There is no other place to live."

"Damn, this house can be rented to the TV station to talk about fasting," the old farmer complained.

When everyone heard this, they all laughed.

Yang Kexing said: "You guys take a break first, there are people selling Hu spicy soup and xiao long bao on the street, and there is also a seller selling braised pork in the middle of the street, you can eat everything first." I'll go to the county to buy some quilts, mats or something. "

After saying that, he jumped into the car, waved his hand and ran.

We had no choice but to sit on the duffel bag, and the old farmer and Wu Feifei went to buy breakfast together. After a while, the two of them came back with four bowls, and a large paper bag. I was far away and smelled the spicy soup and jumped up.

This spicy soup is a must on our side. With the bone broth, add kelp, peanuts, bean skin, beef cubes, and hook it. The cooking is also very particular, all of them are made of the big copper round pot, which is like the shape of Laojun's alchemy furnace in Journey to the West, and sits on the fire below. If you put some balsamic vinegar when you eat it, it will taste even better.

Seeing them coming, I ran over and took a bowl, blew it and drank it. The old farmer opened the yellow straw paper bag, and inside was Xiaolongbao. You're welcome, with this spicy soup, you must eat it with xiaolongbao.

In a short time, four bowls of spicy soup and a large bag of xiaolong have been wiped out. I sat on my luggage and smoked, and the old farmer packed up the empty bowls and chopsticks to deliver to others. Before leaving, he asked, "Do you two still want to drink?" "

Wu Feifei and I puffed out smoke and waved our hands at him. At that time, prices were low, and people were real. The bowl of spicy soup is like a small basin now. Drink a pot, eat some small buns, and you'll be full. Unlike the old farmer's foodie, he can drink two bowls.

The old farmer returned with a bowl. With nothing to do, the three of them laughed and waited for Yang Kexing to come back from shopping.

The fiery sun slowly rose. Although it is autumn, the power of the autumn tiger should not be underestimated.

The sound of the engine came from far and near, and the brakes squeaked. Then came Yang Kexing's shout: "Come and carry things!" "

After waiting for a long time, this kid finally came back. The three of us hurried to the car. Shovels, buckets, brooms, mats, quilts, etc. were carried down. Yang paid for the car and sent the driver away.

Then they were carried to the door, and then the room was cleaned in a division of labor.

I watched the sun turn west before I cleaned up. The mats were spread on the ground, and the quilts were spread out on the mats. Since there is no bed, I can only deal with it on the ground for a few days.

After everything was done, Yang Kexing took the old farmer to the street woods to check the tomb. Arrange for me and Wu Feifei to go to the street to buy some braised meat, liquor or something, and wait for them to eat and drink when they come back. Then when it gets dark, we start to visit the grave.

The conversation was divided into two ends, and they went out to investigate. The two of us went to the street to get a braised chicken, cut a few catties of pig's head meat, and took a box of Yongle Xian. Trotted all the way back to the little haunted house. Since I didn't go to school, I've been on the street for so many years, and I haven't bought so much good wine and meat! This time, you're going to have to eat the fuck well. Anyway, you don't have to spend money. Ha ha!

Wait left and right, when the day is about to go down. Yang Kexing, the two of them finally returned. After the two entered the house, they did not talk much. Just sitting on the edge of the bunk and smoking, it seems as if he is preoccupied.

I don't talk so much, I quickly put the small bowl that Yang Kexing bought in the morning, opened the Yongle Xianjiu produced in 88, and poured a bowl for each person. Wu Feifei gave each of them a pair of chopsticks, and the braised meat was placed on the edge of the bunk.

The old peasant glanced at me, and then at the wine and meat on the ground. He said, "Let's eat and drink first!" Damn, three stinkers, can top one Zhuge Liang! Let's sum up a few totals. After speaking, he reached out and tore off a chicken leg and took a bite.

I knew I must have been in trouble, but it didn't seem to matter at this point, and I was very calm. Stretched out his hand and snagged the pork head meat with chopsticks, and drank half a bowl of wine. Wu Feifei didn't speak, just took a big sip with his head down.

At this time, Yang Kexing said: "Come on, come on, drink it first!" After saying that, he raised the bowl, touched it everyone, and drank the wine in one gulp.

This little brother drinks a lot of alcohol, I thought to myself. Reach out and finish your wine. Then fill them all one by one.

"Damn, this Dou'er is really evil! Lao Tzu stood on top of the high mound and his head began to hurt! The old farmer spoke.

"Isn't it! Is there such a thing? "I took a bite of the meat.

"Yang doable! What kind of chicken blood and dog blood gold talisman prepared by your kid, it's useless! The old farmer complained.

Yang Kexing smiled embarrassedly: "Let's not talk about this blood, but I bought this gold talisman at a high price from a dead fat man in Beijing!" "

"! Aren't you ancestor? "The old farmer wondered, "Can this kind of thing be bought for money?" "

Yang Kexing shook his head awkwardly. Then he raised his bowl and took a long sip of wine. The old farmer has nothing to do for the time being, so he has no choice but to do it. I had to drink a lot of wine and eat a lot of meat.

Three bottles of liquor went down the stomach, and the meat was wiped out. By this time it was already dark. Yang Kexing looked at his watch, and it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening.

Wine strengthens the courage. The old farmer said, "Go! Let's go over and see it together! If we can't do it again, we'll have to give up this fight! "