Chapter 125: The Story of the Jeep (1)
Wang Yonghuan, this kid, saw that the situation was not good, and the war had a tendency to transfer to himself. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info immediately smiled honestly, with a hippie smile:
"Ah, Dad, I see you've lost a little weight lately, are you tired from work? I'm going to criticize you. The body is the capital of the revolution, how can you not cherish it? Dad, how do you feel about the weather today? How do I feel about the weather today, how fresh the air is, how clear the sky is? I feel the excitement of composing poetry, uh, Dad, why don't I read a poem to you? ”
Wang Yonghuan looked up at the cloudy sky, and was in a mess.
As soon as the father heard that his youngest son had changed the topic, he didn't chase after him. Throw the bag in his hand casually, and throw it directly to Wang Yonghuan, asking this kid to take it.
Wang Yonghuan saw that his father threw the bag to him, and he was disgusted in his heart, this is too unusual, and he is also a wounded person. Muttered in protest, "Dad, are you picking up the station or are you trying to make me work hard?" I'm sick after surgery, huh? You are trampling on human rights, and this is the persecution of the future flowers of the motherland. ”
"Yo he, I still trampled on human rights, returned the flowers of the motherland, at a young age, I went to H City, and even learned human rights. Awesome, who learned what Tianlong did a few days ago? is still sick, is the sick number so lively? Tell you to take it, or I will ask you about Sister Miaomiao? ”
"Yes, let's talk about Sister Miaomiao again, are you such a father?" Wang Yonghuan thought with a black line on his face.
When the mother saw that the father was making fun of the younger son again, she was busy to solve the siege, "Okay, okay, don't make trouble with your grandfather, there are so many people, and I am not afraid of other people's jokes." Little San, take the bag, let's hurry up and get in the car and go back to the farm. Let's be honest. After being away from the farm for so long, I was really homesick. ”
When Dad saw Mom say this, he didn't laugh at this stinky boy anymore, and walked in front of him. In the square in front of the station, he led Wang Yonghuan's mother and son to his own special car.
Dad's car was a Beijing jeep, and it was the kind of old-fashioned jeep that was 80% new. The canvas roof, the green body, looks like a big green frog from a distance.
At the end of the eighties, the road from the management office to the farm was still a gravel road. The so-called gravel road is that the road construction materials are mainly sand and small gravel, and after smoothing and long-term car driving and crushing, the road is quite flat, but the ash is particularly large.
Often the speed of the car comes together, and the dust brought up by the car looks like a gray dragon of sand from a distance.
The airtight performance of the old-fashioned Beijing jeep is not generally poor, as soon as the car runs, it is really called the car outside the big dust, the car inside the small ash. When Wang Yonghuan and his entourage arrived at the farm, the whole group of land fathers and grandmothers.
In the car, Wang Yonghuan also asked how the three points were? Why didn't you bring it? said that he himself wanted to be a little three.
When Dad heard Wang Yonghuan ask him, he complained at the time: "You also said that your little three o'clock, you almost didn't kill me during this time." Every day, as soon as I enter the house, it revolves around me. Even when I was eating, it bit my trouser leg hard. Look, look, this is my sixth pair of pants and my last. Those ones were bitten and broken by three points. If it doesn't call you, let it hear your voice on the phone, it won't stop, and it won't stop until it hears your voice on the phone. As he spoke, Dad raised his trouser leg in the front seat and showed it to Wang Yonghuan.
This look can make this stinky boy lean forward and back, "Hahaha, Dad, why do you have several holes in your trouser legs?" Could it be that the summer is too hot, and you make a hole to cool off? ”
Dad saw Wang Yonghuan making fun of him, and gave this kid a brain meltdown when he returned his hand, "Still laughing, still laughing, it's all your little three bites." This is the least bitten hole, and those few bites can't be pierced. Hey, I'm busy with work these days, and I don't have time to buy new ones. No, in order to pick you up today, I searched and rummaged in all my pants, and I found out that there were relatively few holes. ”
"When your car didn't enter the station, I hurried up to go to a hundred and bought four pairs of pants in one go, and the money is still waiting to be repaid to your mother."
The economic power of Wang Yonghuan's family is in the hands of his mother, whether it is the salary of his parents or the income of his own cows, his mother is at his disposal.
When Wang Yonghuan heard his father say that he still had to report to his mother, he waved his hand very angrily and said: "Dad, you don't have to report to your mother, I will reimburse you, I am a rich man now." ”
Hearing Wang Yonghuan babbling and gesturing in the back seat, his mother stretched out her hand, grabbed Wang Yonghuan's big ear, and said with a strange face: "Okay, little three, you can do it, I didn't tell my mother when I earned a lot of money, but I told Miaomiao first." It's really a peacock with a long tail, and I forgot my mother when I have a daughter-in-law. That's what Miao Miao told me, and I just knew. Say, what do you think, why don't you tell mom first? ”
When Dad saw that his mother was starting to clean up this stinky boy, he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and said in the front row: "Yes, yes, Xiuqin, you must clean up this stinky boy well, don't tell your parents when you earn money, tell his little daughter-in-law who didn't pass the door first." You must not get used to this stinky problem, or you won't turn the sky up in the future. ”
Wang Yonghuan grinned at this time: "It hurts, it hurts, mom, can I be blamed for this?" Who said that I must get along with Miaomiao, and said that I want to give someone a family heirloom bracelet. Am I not carrying out someone's commands? ”
"Yo he, junior, you stinky boy, it's not your mother's in the arrangement. I'm doing good for you, but I don't let you hide your income, which are two different things. Say, where did you learn the stinky habits? When my mother was talking about Wang Yonghuan, her eyes involuntarily drifted to my father's body.
Dad was startled when he saw it, and his face turned a little pale and explained: "Xiuqin, this habit is not taught by me, my income has always been very transparent, and this has been tested by the party." ”
Well, Dad was scared and talking a bit of nonsense. To be honest, whether Wang Yonghuan's other habits are related to his father, even this kid himself can't tell. But this kind of nonsense is 100% inherited from Dad.
After expressing his innocence, Dad immediately said righteously: "Huanzi, you should be honest, who made you do this?" The tradition of our old Wang family is that all money and property are handed over and managed by your mother, which is an iron discipline. If it is violated, it is punishable. ”