Zeng Xiaorou's uncle laughed without stopping, with a wave of his hand, a tall and mighty soldier carried a rocket launcher on his shoulder, aimed slightly, and with a buckle of the board machine, a fire bomb sped towards the car that Zhao Mingding and Zeng Xiaorou were riding, and instantly penetrated, and the car was blown apart with a "boom", and fragments were splashed everywhere......

Zhao Mingding was startled, sat up from the bed suddenly, and then realized that he was sweating profusely, and he had a nightmare, the explosion was the sound of the grandfather opening the door of the sky, and the sound of firecrackers everywhere in the village told Zhao Mingding that it was the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, and all families got up to open the door of wealth and set off firecrackers to welcome the arrival of the New Year, and then were busy cooking, and went to pay New Year's greetings after breakfast. It's just that Zhao Mingding can't understand why he has such a dream?

After breakfast on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Mingding was hesitating whether to go to Wei Jiumei's house, so he heard several dog barks, footsteps, and someone outside the courtyard gate shouted "New Year's greetings".

"Is your phone broken or dropped or turned off on purpose?" After the greetings, Uncle Qing asked with a smile.

"The phone is off." Zhao Mingding said embarrassedly, "I don't remember Xiaorou's mobile phone number and address." ”

"I knew it was the result." Uncle Qing smiled, "No, it's all prepared for you, and the mobile phone cards are all equipped for you." As he spoke, he reached out and took out a tightly bound small flannel bag from his chest pocket and handed it to Zhao Mingding. Zhao Mingding took it, opened his pocket and saw that it was a Motorona flip phone A728 that had not been on the market for a long time.

"Such an expensive phone?" Zhao Mingding looked at it and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I can't take out so much money for a while." ”

"Xiaorou said, you can repay 280 yuan a month for this mobile phone, and you can pay it off in ten months." Uncle Qing smiled, "However, if you can do her a favor, this mobile phone will be given to you." ”

"How can you help?" Zhao Mingding said curiously, "She is so powerful, do you still need my help?" ”

"You'll know when you see her." Uncle Qing smiled slightly, "It's not too early, let's go." ”

Zeng Xiaorou once asked Zhao Mingding to go to her on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Mingding did not refuse at that time, and now he sent Uncle Qing to pick him up, and he couldn't refuse, and he wanted to know what Zeng Xiaorou wanted to help herself, and after saying hello to her grandparents, she and Uncle Qing walked out of the house and got on the Land Cruiser parked at the entrance of the village. In the meantime, Zhao Mingding didn't talk or call again except for making a phone call with Wei Jiumei to explain the reason why he couldn't go to her house today, because Uncle Qing was concentrating on driving and no longer talking, so Zhao Mingding had to close his eyes and recuperate and recall the original dream.

After about an hour, the car stopped, and when I got out of the car, I was greeted by an old village, with old houses hidden by trees, almost all of which were brick structures, typical of Jiangnan rural buildings. The smoke of the cooking, the sound of people boiling, and the sound of firecrackers reveal the joy of the New Year.

"Arrived?" Zhao Mingding asked.

"It's here!" Uncle Qing replied, closed the car door, took the lead and walked towards the village, along the clean village road, three times and five turns, and stopped in front of a simple old house, with blue bricks and gray tiles, mottled by the years.

"Uncle Qing, is this ......?" There were still about twenty steps away from the door, and a young man with a flat head and plain clothes about twenty years old walked out quickly, looked at Zhao Mingding and asked inquiringly, and took out a cigarette from his pocket and distributed it to the two as he spoke.

"This is Xiao Rou's friend." Uncle Qing said with a smile.

"Xiaorou, your friend is here!" When the young man heard this, he turned his head and shouted into the house, only to hear a crisp "coming" sounding in the house, and then his eyes lit up, and what appeared in Zhao Mingding's eyes was Zeng Xiaorou, who was dressed as a village girl, wearing a floral infrared suit, a pair of black pants with a pair of black cloth shoes, a long black and shiny braid from the back of the head through the right shoulder in front of him, long to the waist, and the braid was tied with a beaded flower, which was green and dripping, like the finishing touch, which raised the temperament of the whole person to several heights, such as the fairy who went down to earth, and it was forgettable to watch.

"Brother Jiuding, Happy New Year!" When Zeng Xiaorou saw Zhao Mingding, she hurriedly greeted, "Please come into the house!" ”

"Happy New Year, Xiaorou! Wishing you prosperity and all the best! Zhao Mingding hurriedly replied, hugged his hands, arched his hand, and handed over the tea in advance in his hand.

Zeng Xiaorou pursed her lips and smiled, took the tea, and made a gesture of please on the side of her body.

The light in the room is a little dim, and the lights are also on in broad daylight, and the oncoming nave is a wooden plank structure, because of the age, the primary color of the wooden board can no longer be seen, and it is black and covered with a layer of smoke and dust. In the middle of the hall hangs a large Fu character, black characters on a red background, surrounded by many small Fu characters. On both sides of the word Fu hung two couplets, a regular script, a pair of official script, the handwriting is clumsy, the pen force is strong, into the wood three points, really still everyone writes.

In the middle of the hall, there is an old table of eight immortals, on which dishes and chopsticks are placed, and six or seven people, both men and women, are scattered on the wooden benches against the wall on both sides.

"Happy New Year, everyone, Wishing you prosperity!" Zhao Mingding walked into the hall with his front feet, he clasped his fists with both hands, and greeted the people in the room, those people raised their eyes and looked at Zhao Mingding, bowed slightly, and continued to talk, looking indifferent, only the two young people who were sitting in the guest seat in fashionable clothes seemed to be quite interested in Zhao Mingding, and while talking to others, they looked at him from time to time, their faces were cold, and they looked like they were rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Brother Jiuding, please drink tea!" Zeng Xiaorou invited Zhao Mingding to sit down on a table, poured another cup of boiled water, put a few tea leaves, and served it to him. Zhao Mingding took the cup and thanked him. The people who were talking stopped and looked at Zeng Xiaorou with inquiring eyes.

"It's time to eat!" The flat-headed young man brought two bowls of dishes from the kitchen on the left side and put them on the table, shouted, turned around and went to serve the dishes again, Zhao Mingding saw this, quickly got up, and put the table on the side to the four sides of the table, and Zeng Xiaorou used a tray to bring a few dishes and rice into the bedroom on the right, the two middle-aged women who were originally sitting in the hall chatting also followed Zeng Xiaorou into the bedroom on the right, and after a while, Zeng Xiaorou walked out with empty hands and began to arrange meals. There were eight people at a table, and four middle-aged people about fifty years old sat at the top and bottom seats, the two fashionably dressed young men sat on one side, and Zeng Xiaorou and Zhao Mingding sat on the side. The dishes on the table are all home-cooked dishes, nothing more than chicken, duck, fish, radish, cabbage, and wine is rice wine brewed in the countryside.

"Coarse tea and light rice, poor hospitality, please feel free!" The middle-aged man sitting at the head of the seat wore a pair of glasses and raised the wine glass in his hand, "I wish you all a happy new year, good health, and all the best!" They raised their glasses, thanked them, and drained their glasses.

"Xiaorou, this friend of yours is meeting for the first time today, don't you want to introduce me?" Sitting in the second seat was a middle-aged man about fifty years old, who glanced at Zhao Mingding with a smile on his face, and turned his head to Zeng Xiaorou and asked.

"The second master, the third master, the fourth master, the fifth master, this fellow named Zhao Mingding, Taihe Yanxi, helped me at Guangzhou Liuhua Station a year ago, so I specially invited him to come to the house for a meal to show my gratitude. The bag of tea on the counter was something he gave to a few elders to taste. Zeng Xiaorou introduced the four grandfathers to Zhao Mingding respectively, the second master sitting on the upper seat, the second seat was the third master, the third seat was the fourth master, and the fourth seat was the fifth master, but he skipped the two fashionably dressed young men sitting opposite.

"I wish Grandpa good health and all the best!" Zhao Mingding waited for Zeng Xiaorou to finish his introduction, stood up, toasted a glass of wine to each grandfather, toasted Zeng Xiaorou, and toasted a glass of wine to the two young people sitting opposite, and then sat down. The two young men drank a little reluctantly, with an unwilling look on their faces, Zhao Mingding didn't know what was going on, and he didn't ask much, just drank and ate. After the meal, the flat-headed young man came to pack up the dishes and chopsticks, and heard the door of the bedroom on the right sound, and the four noon women helped an old lady wearing a black cotton hat about ninety years old to come out, and sat on the top of the Taishi chair covered with cotton pads, and glanced at everyone with kind eyes, fell on Zeng Xiaorou, beckoned to her, patted the chair next to her and said, "Xiaorou, come here!" Zeng Xiaorou, who was wiping the table, hurriedly put down the rag in her hand and washed her hands in the basin, then walked over with a smile, put her arm around her shoulders and said, "Grandma, what do you command?" ”

"I can't call you without commanding you? Ha ha! The old lady laughed, took Zeng Xiaorou's hand, put it in her palm, patted it, and said, "I heard that the young man who rescued you at the train station is also here today?" Who is it? As he spoke, his eyes swept over the two fashionably dressed young men, and finally fell on Zhao Mingding, without waiting for Zeng Xiaorou to answer, he said, "Isn't this young man?" ”

"Ouch, grandma, you're really a god, just guess!" Zeng Xiaorou exclaimed, "How did you guess it?" ”

"I've got a pair of fiery eyes." As she spoke, the old lady turned to the two fashionably dressed young men and asked, "Whose sons are these?" ”

"Mom, these two are Zhou Gongzi and Liu Gongzi, and they are specially here to pay you New Year's greetings." Zeng Xiaorou's second master replied. That week, Gongzi and Liu Gongzi hurriedly stepped forward to salute and greet the old lady for the New Year.

"Oh, that wouldn't be. Please say hello to your family on my behalf! After the old lady finished speaking, she turned her gaze to Zhao Mingding again, and said, "You young man, didn't you drink a good bar?" ”

"Happy New Year, Grandma! I wish you good health and longevity! Zhao Mingding hurriedly stepped forward to greet the New Year, and said with a smile, "I've already drunk a lot of wine, and I'll get drunk if I drink it again!" ”

"Don't lie, boy!" The old lady looked Zhao Mingding up and down again, and said again and again, "Okay! Good! After speaking, he turned to the four middle-aged women beside him and said, "Let's go back to the room and don't disturb their young people." ”

Zhao Mingding saw that the time was not early, and after the old lady returned to the room, he also said goodbye and was sent back by Uncle Qing.