After a figure flashed through his head.

"Him." Chu Ting asked with the last trace of doubt: "Dad, is it Bai Hao?" ”

"Why, I can't look at it."

After getting his father's confirmation, Chu Ting instantly exploded: "Bai Hao, this bastard thing." I lived in the No. 9 factory guest house for ten days, my mouth was thin, I didn't get the TV production line cooperation, there was no cassette recorder, there was no Walkman, the conditions were lowered, the parts matching was not good, the semiconductors were not good, the machinery was not good, and we didn't even have anything to do with building an engine for the little grasshopper, he did this to me, and this is what he did to me. ”

Chu Feiyang was calm: "The baby doesn't know who you are?" Besides, his family is on a business trip in a beautiful country. ”

"Hmph, hmph." Chu Feiyang went into the house to look for the phone, ran a few steps and turned back: "Uncle Bai, how many phone numbers are the four girls in your house, I know she is back." ”

Chu Feiyang shouted violently: "Get here, I have something to tell you." ”

Listening to Chu Feiyang's words, Chu Ting was really shocked.

"Really?"

"Yes, but don't keep quiet, he doesn't know."

"Yes, yes." Chu Ting sat down, and he didn't think about making a phone call, Bai Hao turned out to be Bai Mu's son, which really surprised him.

Two days later, Minnesota City.

Because school was about to start, Bai Hao sent Chu Junlan home, and the two went out of the train station.

Bai Hao is the first time to come to Mingzhou Port, it is much more prosperous than imagined, of course, it is naturally incomparable with Mingzhou Port in the era before rebirth.

Out of the train station, Chu Junlan pulled Bai Hao's sleeve: "I'm in for a treat, Mingzhou Port has rotten skin wrapped in yellow and yellow, and there are drunk crabs." ”

"I'm in for a treat, you keep the account, and I'll come back when you're done. I have a paycheck now, you don't. ”

"Then, I'm going to add red paste crab and roasted bran, by the way, you must not have heard of it."

"Heard that, glutinous rice dumplings."

Chu Junlan was surprised: "I said it in the dialect here in Mingzhou Port, you actually know." ”

"I know astronomy, I know geography, I know 500 years before, and 500 years later."

"It's so thick-skinned." Chu Junlan scratched his face a few times: "I'm not ashamed." ”

Bai Hao saw a human-powered tricycle on the side of the road, beckoned, and then asked: "You and my stepmother, that is, your Aunt Bai have been muttering for a day, what are you talking about, I said that you won't go to the mountain to see the monkeys." ”

"Yes, secret." After Chu Junlan finished speaking, he jumped on the rickshaw lightly.

This kind of car in the Jiangnan area is a feature, with a shed, and there is a shelf in the back to put luggage.

These can be regarded as a group of people who enter the city to beg for a living, pedaling a tricycle does not require a diploma, and you do not need to have any skills, it is enough to have a handful of strength.

The master specially used his own towel to pad the contact between Chu Junlan's red leather trolley box and the iron shelf, for fear of damaging the box, and then carefully tied it with strips of cloth. Only then did he pick up Bai Hao's backpack and put it on the iron shelf.

"Thank you, master." Bai Hao habitually said thank you.

The tricycle master was stunned for a moment, and smiled lightly: "You are polite, at first glance, you are cultural people, we are rough people, and we only know how to do it." ”

Bai Hao got into the car and said, "It's all work, okay." ”

Maybe Bai Hao was very polite, and suddenly opened the master's chatterbox: "You are here to travel." ”

"No, send my sister back to school. It's the day after tomorrow when school starts, so come back quickly. ”

"It's good to go to school, it's good to go to school." I was a little excited when it came to going to school.

In the chat, Bai Hao heard that the coachman was from a village one hundred and ten miles away from here, and his daughter studied well and came to Mingzhou Port City to study.

chatting all the way, I arrived at the Friendship Hotel in Mingzhou Port unconsciously.

The name of the store, whether it is a store or a restaurant, carries a unified character and requires an entry pass.

It's not a certificate, it's a foreign exchange voucher.

Bai Hao flashed his card, and the doorman looked at it and shook his head.

Bai Hao opened his wallet and took out a few American knives, and the doorman immediately stepped aside and could enter.

The Friendship Hotel is the place to stay, and it also has top chefs.

However, Xia Guoyuan is not accepted, and can only be foreign exchange coupons or foreign currency.

Bai Hao chose a window location, and Chu Junlan was in charge of ordering.

Bai Hao looked out the window, someone was riding a bicycle carrying a bag of things, and then after looking around at the intersection, he spread a tarp on the ground, and then put the things on the ground.

Seems to be a poster or something.

It didn't take long for a lot of people to come around, and the thick stack of posters was sold out in an instant.

"The people of Mingzhou Port City are starting to like celebrities now."

Bai Hao just said casually. Chu Junlan also took a look, she was a person who had lived in Mingzhou Port City for more than a year, and she knew what it was when she saw someone walking while rolling posters from a distance.

Last month, some people from their school teamed up to go to the market to grab posters.

The three most popular categories.

The famous stars of the Spring Festival Gala that year, the Olympic athletes, and Bai Hao.

In the era when there was no portrait rights management, in terms of the number of personal posters, Bai Hao estimated that he could become the first in the Jiangnan area.

Chu Junlan knew that almost all the little girls in their school were handed, and some were big and some small, and the youngest was just sandwiched in the book. It's a bookmark, and there is a wonderful excerpt of Bai Hao's speech on TV on the back.

Chu Junlan also bought it before.

Now, no.

Therefore, Chu Junlan didn't want to talk about the poster, but asked, "You and that coachman master still have something to talk about." ”

"Yes." Bai Hao thought for a while: "The manpower tricycle driver is a symbol of the city's grassroots, and it can be said that he is the spokesperson of the lowest level. But they have witnessed and witnessed the development and changes, prosperity and interest of a city, as well as the ups and downs of their own lives. ”

"Relying on one's strength to make money, there is no other craft, and there is no chance to find a better job, so I can only bow down, bend my back, pedal on a tricycle and still sell my strength to make money."

"The master just now relied on three rounds to kick out a college student. You should have read Lao She's Camel Xiangzi, could it be that only people from decades ago could write it, at this time, in your eyes and me, but you can't see the most ordinary people in the market, the most real side? ”

This blurted out.

And the export is in order.

Chu Junlan didn't have time to flash a little star in his eyes, you must know that Bai Hao's sword blade was sharpened from the speech, and even the school in Mingzhou Port, thousands of miles away, had asked to write about his experience.

Chu Junlan remembered clearly that when she wrote it, she was still thinking that this must be a manuscript that had been prepared half a month in advance.