"Everything is inferior, but reading is high." The ancients regarded reading as a very important thing, and many people took it as a pleasure throughout their lives. In ancient times, reading the "Four Books", "Five Classics", "Tao Te Ching", "Nanhua Sutra", "Lotus Sutra" and "Diamond Sutra" were all reading. To this day, reading modern and modern classics and reading "Follow Me with Me" is also reading.

Reading science at a young age can lay a good foundation for the future; When he was middle-aged, he read Confucianism and realized that "if you are good, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be good to yourself"; When you are old, you read Taoism, hoping to prolong your life; Reading Buddhist scriptures in his later years, the prosperity of the present world is meaningless, and it is clear where the soul is going. Reading is meaningful to oneself, to others, to society, and at any age.

After the morning exercise, Zhan Zhizhan just returned to the dormitory after washing, and the "hypocrite" who walked out of the dormitory for a few minutes came back. He pushed open the door and beckoned to Zhan Zhizhan again and again: "Old Zhan, hurry!" Fast! Fast! There's your phone in the mailroom downstairs! ”

The call came from Zhuang Jianhong. Listening to Zhuang Jianhong's lovely little movements, the worry of worrying that Li Tianqin would be plotted again was swept away. What made Zhan Zhizhan even more excited was that Zhuang Jianhong knew that he had no class in the afternoon, so he asked him to go swimming by the river.

After lunch, Zhan Zhizhan rode his bicycle and came to the school gate quickly, only to see Zhuang Jianhong standing across the road, waving to him with a smile. Zhan Zhizhan pedaled the bicycle twice hard, and rushed towards Zhuang Jianhong like an arrow off the string. Zhuang Jianhong was overjoyed when she saw Zhan Zhizhan galloping towards her, but forgot to look at the vehicles coming and going on the road, and jumped and jumped towards Zhan Zhizhan.

Suddenly, "Tick...... Di ......" A car horn sounded, and a Jiefang truck went straight to Zhuang Jianhong. Zhuang Jianhong's pretty face, which was originally smiling like the sun, suddenly showed a trace of horror, and he stood in the middle of the road in a daze. Seeing that Zhuang Jianhong was about to die under the wheels, hehe, fortunately, Zhan Zhizhan had the best martial arts. He didn't have time to stop the bicycle, pressed the handlebars with both hands, flew up, and before the person landed, he had already hugged Zhuang Jianhong, and he was about to roll on the spot with a very embarrassing eighteen rolls.

Listening to the "squeak", a Jiefang truck braked sharply and stopped less than a meter away from Zhan Zhizhan's bicycle. Then, there was a national scolding: "You fuck a stinky bitch!" You little shriveled calf is going to die! ”

Zhan Zhizhan jumped up, pulled the stunned Zhuang Jianhong up, and turned to look. I saw a round head with few hairs poking out of the glass window of the cab, and the two little eyes on it were wide and round, and they opened their mouths and scolded: "What are you little rabbit cubs looking at?" Are you grabbing the hat of filial piety, or are you in a hurry to be reincarnated? If you want to die, don't break my blood! ”

The frightened Zhuang Jianhongqiao's face was already cloudy at this time, and a pair of beautiful and moving eyes narrowed into a slit, revealing a chilling murderous aura. She didn't have time to clean up the dust on her body, moved the military satchel behind her in front of her, and strode towards the truck. Zhan Zhizhan was taken aback, and knew that Zhuang Jianhong's satchel was nothing else, it was a kitchen knife that was sharpened and brightened. Zhan Zhizhan panicked, hurried behind Zhuang Jianhong, hugged her slender waist with one hand, and grabbed the satchel on her waist with the other. Sure enough, it was a hard kitchen knife.

Zhuang Jianhong was so angry that he trembled, and he also opened his mouth and scolded back: "Your eight generations of ancestors will not die well!" You're not a human beater, try scolding again? ”

"I ......" The driver was angry and wanted to push the door and get out of the car, and the person who dared to scold him came to a full martial arts, but suddenly saw that the one who appeared in front of him was a stunning little cutie. Although this little beauty has frost on her face, it has another charm, and the driver can't help but swallow the curse back. He looked at Zhuang Jianhong with squinting mouse eyes, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Zhuang Jianhong is wearing a light blue dress made of silk-chiffon today, with a low open collar that faintly shows the dazzling snow white. Due to anger, Zhuang Jianhong's cheeks were smeared with an intoxicating red, and his towering breasts rose and fell sharply.

It is said that "nine out of ten drivers, and the remaining one is a wine bag." This is not false at all, the driver of this Jiefang brand truck is obviously a hungry ghost, definitely the kind of "car boss" who drives a "big board" to run "long distances", and is definitely a "double bag" of both "wine bag" and "sao bag".

At that time, the people in the port were called the drivers who drove, no matter what kind of car they drove, as "car bosses".

The so-called "car boss" is actually the handlebar type of driving horse-drawn carts, ox carts, and donkey carts, and the kind that crackles with a big whip. In the port, there used to be such a slip of the tongue, called "Northeast Folk Tenth-class Car Boss": the first-class car boss drove a small car and followed the leader to eat and drink; The second-class car owner drives a big guest, and relatives and friends do it in front; The third-class car boss drove a big board, and pulled a little bit every three or five times; The fourth-class bus owner drives the bus and earns his own money without tearing up the ticket; The fifth-class car owner drove an ambulance, and he didn't speed up if he didn't give money; The sixth-class car boss opened the chain rail, which was not flat and casually pushed; The seventh-class car owner runs long distances and is familiar with the women who solicit customers; The eighth-class car boss is a small four-wheeler, and he also makes friends; The ninth-class car boss has a big rubber wheel, and he can slip through a layer of skin when he walks on the ground; The owner of the tenth-class car drove his hands and drove his butt in the car.

Running long distances on a big board is a very hard job. Always running outside, running transportation from all over the world, it is not easy to make money, and there are many crimes. Tired of running long distances, that's a thief tired. Sitting in the car for more than ten hours is very boring, and when it is time to rest, it is time to relax. Why are you going? Find a woman to flirt and scold. When there was demand, there was a market, and at that time, many small restaurants suddenly appeared on both sides of the road. The restaurant is not big, and after the car owner drank a little wine, he was dizzy and began to scratch in his heart. There are little women in the store who specialize in providing "special services", and the car owner calls them "country little stupid chickens", which are pure green and pollution-free. To put it bluntly, she is a country woman who sells a big kang.

Whenever a long-distance bus passes by these rural farms, there will be little women dressed up on the side of the road to greet them. Elegantly waved to the car boss, and directly lifted the skirt. So, the car stopped. After drinking and eating, the car boss went into the backyard with those little country stupid chickens in his arms, and closed the curtains in broad daylight to do that kind of thing. The car boss is a human being, and if he is a human being, he has seven emotions and six desires, not to mention the car boss who runs long distances in anger.

"Your eight generations of ancestors will not die well! You are an old model Kashgar-eyed pig-headed squad leader, and you have to run with five horses and spears to tease your aunt and grandmother? Are you scratching some kind of thorn and want your aunt to fix it for you? Your aunt and grandmother don't unload your galaha, you don't know that your aunt and grandmother are scorpions! I'll let you race your face with me! Zhuang Jianhong also seemed to be aware of the driver's gaffe. Her willow eyebrows were upside down, her beautiful eyes were wide, and she scolded in the local dialect of the port, while struggling to break free from Zhan Zhizhan's hand, and pulled out the kitchen knife in her satchel.

Although Zhan Zhizhan's hand was gripping the back of the kitchen knife in the satchel, under Zhuang Jianhong's hard work, a light blue piece of clothing suddenly fell out of the satchel. Zhan Zhizhan didn't dare to let go of the hand holding Zhuang Jianhong's slender waist, so he had to let go of her satchel and grab the clothes in his hand. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Jianhong had already shaken off his satchel at this moment and raised the kitchen knife with a cold light. Zhuang Jianhong's struggle, another flattery, the pervert driver admired it, and teased: "Little sister, it's a big injury, or go back to ...... with me"

"Oh my mother! …… Good men don't fight women! Suddenly seeing Zhuang Jianhong pull out a kitchen knife from his satchel, the pervert driver was taken aback, knowing that he had encountered stubble, he hurriedly jumped into the car and drove away.

Zhuang Jianhong jumped to his feet and cursed, and rushed to the cab of the Jiefang truck. Zhan Zhizhan was afraid that Zhuang Jianhong would really cut the driver in anger, so he hurriedly stretched out his arms and hugged her waist, making it difficult for her to move. The Jiefang truck rushed past the crowd of onlookers and disappeared with a puff of smoke. Zhuang Jianhong's anger was nowhere to be struck, and when he turned around, he gave Zhan Zhizhan a resounding slap, his beautiful eyes widened, and he shouted: "Who asked you to stop me!" ”

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and the slap hit Zhan Zhizhan firmly on the cheek. Zhan Zhizhan could have avoided Zhuang Jianhong's slap, but in order to make Zhuang Jianhong dissipate his anger, he couldn't help but dodge. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Jianhong's jade-like slender jade hand strength was not small, and this big-necked slipper hit Zhan Zhizhan's eyes with a burst of gold stars. Fortunately, Zhan Zhizhan's face was relatively thick, so he didn't leave five finger prints on his dark face. Zhuang Jianhong was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Zhan Zhizhan's collar and shook it, crying "wow", crying: "You are stupid, why don't you hide?" ”

Zhuang Jianhong grabbed one of Zhan Zhizhan's hands and slapped him in the face, crying: "You big fool, you beat me too......"

The onlookers were all amused and whispered. Zhan Zhizhan was afraid that Zhuang Jianhong would be angry and angry, so he took turns to cut these people with kitchen knives. He hurriedly waved his hand and motioned for the men to go away. Then, he wiped away the tears on Zhuang Jianhong's cheeks affectionately, and said to her gently: "Look at what you said, even if I beat myself, I am reluctant to beat our Xiaohong!" ”

Zhuang Jianhong burst into tears and laughed, raised his hand to caress Zhan Zhizhan's cheek, and said softly: "Don't do this in the future!" You...... Do you hurt? ”

Zhan Zhizhan was about to tease Zhuang Jianhong again, when suddenly, the horn of the car sounded. Zhan Zhizhan knew that he and Zhuang Jianhong were blocking traffic, so he hurriedly stuffed the clothes that fell out of Zhuang Jianhong's satchel into his satchel, took her hand to the side of the road, and picked up his bicycle.

Zhuang Jianhong rubbed his little hands nervously, and said in a greasy voice: "Brother Zhan...... I'm never going to hit you again. But...... But I became ...... became your wife, and you are not happy and want to fight...... If you want to hit me, you can hit me, and I will not tell my brother. ”

"Why?" Zhan Zhizhan dusted off the dust on the seat of the car and asked Zhuang Jianhong strangely.

"Also...... Not why! Anyway, I am a member of your old war family in life, and I am a ghost of your old war family in death. You...... You hit me, it means that you are pretending to be me in your heart, my face is angry, and my heart is happy. If...... If you ignore me, I'll ...... I'm going to die......" The more Zhuang Jianhong spoke, the lower his voice became, and finally he was almost inaudible.