Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Years of Friendship

At the beginning of the 90s, China was in a stage of rapid change, new things began to grow more and more, but the old things were still struggling, and the things that were not old or new were still caught in the middle and made loud noises, whether it was the economy, ideology or culture, they were all in a turbulence of rapid change.

At that time, KTV was still a very trendy thing, and the proportion of foot massage shops and massage shops that really did massages and pedicures was much smaller than that of later generations.

At the end of this road, there is a large state-owned textile factory, according to the previous habits, the workers basically take the factory as their home, take pride in the factory, and a worker also represents a family and represents a large number of people, so it is often in the vicinity of the large factory will always naturally form a dense flow of people.

Every time they get off work or are about to get off work, many street vendors will come to this roadside to start setting up stalls to do business, and many of them are regular employees of the factory who come out to earn extra money.

Selling food, selling clothes, abound, and at this time, the concept of city appearance rectification is not as strict as that of later generations, the police station is too lazy to care, and the factory security department also turns a blind eye.

At a wonton stall, a young man dressed in a very fashionable dress is sitting there and feasting, his clothes are absolutely not outdated even in the future generations, coupled with his "good" appearance, so that he can always attract the attention of the group of female workers who come home from work when he sits at a small plastic table on the side of the road and eats wontons.

Later generations often think that it is the changes of the times and the popularization and development of communication tools that make YP these things that impact the daily ethics of society begin to become widespread and serious, but in fact, this kind of thing is human nature, otherwise why would Pan Jinlian open that window thousands of years ago?

It's just a pity that the man is like a pure foodie, with three bowls of wontons in front of him, just caring about eating, but he doesn't care about the flattering eyes nearby.

A middle-aged man with a big belly walked over, moved a small bench and sat down at the small table, directly picked up a bowl of wontons in front of the man and began to eat.

"Order it yourself!" the man grumbled dissatisfied.

"I have a bad stomach and I'm afraid of getting hot. The middle-aged man explained.

"Who told you to be a zombie, by the way, do zombies still need to eat? Aren't you full when you lie down in the pile of dead people every day?" the man joked, at this time, he had just gotten off work, and the night market had just come out, so there were not many people nearby, but no one heard such an outrageous conversation between the two.

"Then why don't you tie a paper figure for yourself to solve your physiological problems? The middle-aged man took a big sip of soup and seemed very satisfied.

"Can it be the same? Dude, what I pursue is feelings, enjoy the process of mountaineering, a kind of spur and drive to myself, but I haven't really thought about what it would be like to climb to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise one day, maybe, it will be boring. ”

"In short, it's all about messing up, and there's no novelty when you get it. The middle-aged man looked like a passerby.

"Hey, my rich brother, alas, I beg you, can you not make a summary statement when chatting with you, like you usually have a work meeting?

"Tell you how beautiful Liu Mengyu is, how beautiful and tall is and how temperamental?" Fugui paused and said, "I'm afraid you'll beat me." ”

"Who would dare to hit you. Su Yuhang shook his head, "If you can't be killed, you will be killed by you, no, if I plan to beat you today, would you have known ten days ago and then prepared? ”

"It's not that exaggerated, didn't I tell you, I can't see the future of people who are closer to me. Xu Fugui ate another bite of wontons, as if he was a little full, and said, "I ate at home when I came out." ”

"Sister-in-law's craftsmanship is also a debt to you, and you can eat it every day. Su Yuhang sarcastically said unceremoniously, "Since the last time I had a meal at your house, I swore that I would not eat it a second time." ”

"In the past, the conditions were hard, how could there be anything delicious, at that time, it was very sweet to have enough to eat, and she had no place to practice her craft;

"Come on, don't come with me, remember the bittersweet thoughts, and tell the people below when you have a meeting, we don't want this, I'll settle the account, how many steps do you take to eliminate food?"

"Yes. ”

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The lively neighborhood in this era in this small city, is still a minority, not long gone, the surroundings seem desolate, occasionally you can see people riding bicycles, and even see the guys in the three-five gang, the current city does not have the concept of camera popularization in later generations, so it is naturally difficult to do a good job in public security.

But these problems do not exist for these two people.

Su Yuhang took out a cigarette, took one in his mouth, and handed it to Fugui.

"Yo, special. ”

"It's like you can't smoke it. ”

"It's a different level. ”

The two of them nodded, swallowing the fog as they walked, making their own contribution to global warming.

"Tell me, you just came out of the story world, what's the matter?" Fugui asked, shaking off the ashes of his cigarette.

"Can't it be that I miss you?" asked Su Yuhang rhetorically.

"Well, if I remember correctly, you entered the story world with Liu Mengyu, it seems to be the story world of "Mr. Zombie", as soon as the story world is over, you don't go to continue to warm up with her to consolidate the revolutionary friendship of life and death, what did you come to me for?" Xu Fugui said and laughed to himself, "I don't have as much charm as Liu Mengyu." ”

"Come, I'll tell you. ”

Su Yuhang squatted down on the side of the road, he casually found a branch, and then painted it on the asphalt road, a simple painting was presented in front of him, although the asphalt road will become soft in summer, but it is almost impossible for ordinary people to paint on it.

"My painting skills have improved a lot. Xu Fugui sighed that he knew that his friend had a deep knowledge of calligraphy and painting.

"Look here, this is a place in the story world of "Mr. Zombie", it's a demon cave, there are many monsters living in it, what about me, Mengyu and I planned to break away from other listeners and go into the demon cave to try our luck, but at this entrance, a whirlpool suddenly appeared, and then this guy came out. ”

In Su Yuhang's paintings, there are two groups of people, one group of people is a man and a woman, although there are only a few brushstrokes, but they are full of charm, it can be seen that it is Su Yuhang himself and Liu Mengyu, and the other group is a man who came out of the whirlpool.

"This person's face can't be seen clearly, even the clothes are blurry, and it can only be seen that it is a man, and he is not very old. Xu Fugui knows Su Yuhang's skills, so obviously the other party's image is blurred not because Su Yuhang is not good at drawing, but because maybe Su Yuhang himself can't remember the other party's clothes and appearance.

"That may be a problem with the broadcasting, a level that was originally set up was evacuated by the broadcast, have you ever fought each other?"

"After a short fight, I'm still ready to trigger the thunder, that guy's melee ability is very strong, very difficult to deal with, and besides, I feel like he's also a zombie, but unlike your zombie, you're an authentic zombie, I can't say anything about him, and it feels a little impure. ”

"Impure?" Xu Fugui muttered and said, "That may be the bloodline is not pure, and in the end?"

"In the end, he suddenly disappeared, and this guy felt like a head and end from appearing to disappearing. Su Yuhang said.

"You let me see, what can I see?" Xu Fugui shook his head helplessly, "It's not unclear what I am, no matter how people outside spread it, even if those bigwigs occasionally look for me, but if I can really know five hundred years in advance and five hundred years later, why should I still be a listener, just be a radio announcer." ”

"Can't you really see it?" Su Yuhang said helplessly, "Although there are sometimes some problems and even some mistakes in broadcasting, this time I really don't feel like a mistake, but a special feeling."

Dream Rain feels the same way as me. ”

"Come on, I can't see it anyway, since it has no beginning or end and it doesn't have any impact on the plot of your story world, then maybe it's something big guy is doing to resist the broadcast and cause a little flaw in the broadcast.

Or, you simply see him as you and Liu Mengyu's son came to you to find relatives, hahaha!!" Xu Fugui couldn't help but laugh as he spoke.

"The more you talk, the more you don't get scored. Su Yuhang was angry and funny, and then said, "By the way, I recently met a scientist, which is quite interesting." ”

"Do you still believe in science?" Xu Fugui was surprised, because the existence of radio is the biggest anti-science.

"It's okay, we get along well, and I can make some interesting products. ”

"It shouldn't be of much use to you now, right?"

"What about later?"

"No one can say what will happen in the future. ”

"By the way, Fugui, can you see the day I and Liu Mengyu get married?" Su Yuhang suddenly asked.

Xu Fugui shook his head, "You and I are too close to each other, I can't see it, but if you have a child in the future, I can be his godfather." ”

"That's a good feeling, my son will look for you, the godfather, to read the exam questions in advance before the exam, and there is no need to panic in the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination. Su Yuhang patted Xu Fugui's shoulder, and his mood suddenly fell, "Fugui, how many years do you think we can live?"

"I think I'll live a long time, surprisingly long. Speaking of this, Xu Fugui's face showed a look of doubt, "I don't know if my feeling is right or wrong." ”

"What is right or wrong if you can live a long time, be content. ”

"But I think I can live for more than twenty years, do you believe it?" Xu Fugui turned his head and looked at Su Yuhang very seriously, "I don't believe it myself." ”