Hu came to be like the sun in the sky, but now the sun is off. And Yang Fulai is like the rising sun, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, shining brightly.

In short, Yang Fulai made a big mistake in a palm-sized place. was dismissed, and there is no regret medicine in the world, he knows that the ship has gone on the beach, but he still wants the soap bubble of hope to shine. No, he went to worship Zhao Guihua, a handful of nasal juice and a handful of tears, such as mourning, but the officialdom does not believe in tears, he knows, didn't he say that the man has gold under his knees, he simply knelt and hit his head on the ground, his forehead hit the floor with a bang, thinking that Zhao Guihua would give him another chance to correct his mistakes, but Zhao Guihua didn't know whether it was for benevolence or for wealth, or for wealth or benevolence, most of the time there would be no women's benevolence, he dragged the skin of his mouth down, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a wicked smile, Wang Ba ate the scales, and was iron-hearted. Zhao Guihua said: "Yang Fulai, you are a woman's technique, I just said that please leave and don't send it." Yang Fulai was helpless and went out, and the iron door of Zhao Guihua's office closed with a bang. This sound is not a slap in the face to him, but also a ride for his slow walk and not to go all the way.

Later, Yang Xianjun, the director of the organization bureau, talked to him and said: "This person, who was born to on the edge of the pit, and who didn't wrestle, the baby is trampled." Where to roll up, where to get up, where life is not green mountains, where the loess does not bury people, here is not to keep the master, there is a place to stay the master, everywhere does not leave the master, the master is self-employed. Perhaps, the tree will die, the person will live, and what is lost in one place will be found in another. I mean, you have to put down your burden, start the machine, you better go back to the town where you came from to work, you were born and raised, and have a deep relationship with those fathers and villagers, and now what I said above is, how thick the soil on the foot pole is, how deep the feelings for the people are, where you come from, where you go back, how interesting, not to mention, the tree is thousands of feet high, and the fallen leaves return to the roots." Yang Fulai felt that the emperor was returning to his hometown, and I returned to my hometown when I was lonely, slapping my face, where to put my face, he almost squatted down, but fortunately, the bench was wide, and his hand was holding the edge of the table. He was a little dizzy, he remembered the first half of his life, he felt that he was really a fly, in one place, kicked up hard, sat on the ground and took off, rose with the wind, and indeed flew, in the air, in the vast blue sky, flying freely, but it didn't take long, that is, the storm came, and he was ruthlessly down, oh no, he found that the place where he fell, in fact, the place where he took off was the same place. Hey, what are you doing silently, the little cadres in the officialdom are frustrated, sometimes it's like a urine bucket, an invisible hand, you can pestle you wherever you want.

The days still have to pass, and the road still has to go. Yang Fulai, like Zhang Yi, a lobbyist who traveled around the world and fought bad wars, was desperate and went back to his hometown, which seemed to have become his only destination. He had a scumbag beard, a plain face, a somewhat dull eye, a drooping head, drooping ears, hunched back, a cloth bag, a stick, rotten leather shoes on his feet dug on the muddy road, the big fingers on his feet were already exposed from the toes, and the trousers were covered with mud. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, the villagers all gathered around.

These neighbors next door are mostly his baby friends who are herding cattle together. In the past few years, Yang Fulai has become an official and rarely comes back. Most of the time, at the end of the year, when he returned to his hometown to burn paper for his relatives, the family and fellow villagers had the opportunity to see him. When he was young, his old man told him that people have no ancestors, where do their roots come from, and people have no parents, where do their bodies come from. People have elders and trees have roots, leaving children and grandchildren to protect the tombs. Therefore, at the end of the year, it must be indispensable to burn paper to the ancestors. At those times, when he saw everyone, he didn't care much about greeting anyone, just like someone borrowed his grain and returned his chaff. When he went home it was raining, he sat in the car, the flying wheels, the sewage in the road pit was low, those neighbors who grew up stepping on it couldn't avoid it, their clothes and pants were dirty, and they were shocked, the car was far away, and those people didn't forget to scold and say: "Turtle son, foreign ball, you can't be an official for a lifetime, which day you die, when you get old, roll in wherever you go, believe it or not, no one will pull you." The sky was clear, the car flew by, and the dust behind the car flew in the wind. Of course, it also depends on Yang Fulai's mood to speak, when he is happy, he signals the driver to say: "Slow down, slow down", he will press down the window glass, lukewarmly, without smiling, to everyone who is watching the strange things next to him with a half-trick. As a result, everyone has no good impression of him. This time, when he came back like this, he felt that Yang Fulai had made a big mistake. He is like this, but those baby friends feel that there is no threshold for communicating with him, so they take the initiative to surround him, you say a word, I say a word, he a word, and talk to him.

Bright eyes, bright eyes, good heart, I smoke a difficult brand cigarette, a shot is not finished, and I will immediately pick up another one. He is in another pocket, but he has a pack of good cigarettes, and when he meets an official, even if it is a president and village chief, anyway, it is someone he can afford, or someone who may need to beg in the future, he will respectfully take out this pack of good cigarettes from his pocket, he wants to make people feel that this cigarette is specially prepared, and then shake the cigarette case, put the mouth of the cigarette box to you, and let you take out one or several cigarettes yourself, and after you take out a few cigarettes, he has already taken out the lighter with his other hand, obliquely pointed the lighter, and shouted: "Fight the fire" Suddenly, blue flames flew out. He lit a cigarette for Yang Fulai like this, in the smoke, no matter how enthusiastic his childhood friends were in their eyes, you could see Yang Fulai's bare row of white teeth behind the smoke, as well as his eyes, you heard him sneer a few times. This sneering voice is a bit special, and on dog days, it will give you goosebumps all over your body, and even shiver a few times. You can't say that he is pure and silent in front of his fellow villagers and childhood friends, and he is as cold as ice. Yang Fulai sometimes has two packs of cigarettes in his pocket, unlike these neighbors, he smokes the best, and when he finishes smoking one, he immediately reaches into the cigarette box in the depths of his trouser pocket, and takes out one neatly, you can't see the cigarette box, one press, two ties, someone summed up for him the past family planning sample, press the ring after the first child, and tie the second child after the second child. If other people sneak around with him and talk to him, he will also give you a cigarette, what you think is a good cigarette, but in fact he also buys a pack of economic brand cigarettes, of course, his economic brand cigarettes may be slightly better than the best cigarettes smoked by the neighbors. Occasionally, when he handed out a few cigarettes to his neighbors, he didn't forget to greet everyone and say, "Smoke, smoke", as if he was afraid that everyone would not know. Squinting his eyes and then the cigarette he handed over, his eyes stared at the brand of the cigarette, put the cigarette horizontally under his nose, sniffed it back and forth a few times, lit it and took a sharp puff, shaking his body, so as to distinguish the color and fragrance of the cigarette, and then deduce the price of the cigarette, and even the weight of these hillbillies in the hearts of this official. However, it was not suitable, these countrymen smoked the cigarettes they presented to Zhu Fulai, and he assembled them and sent them over. And these neighbors, seeing Yang Fulai coming, first brought the bench, immediately went to find a cigarette, to pay tribute, Yang Fulai first nodded slightly, stiffened his waist, and said: "Don't smoke, don't smoke", but has reached out to pick up the cigarette, there are many people who give him a cigarette, and after a while he will take a large handful, he is reluctant to throw away the cigarette, he peed, while no one is paying attention, he will put the cigarette one by one into the cigarette box of his economic cigarette in the corner, in the toilet. But those neighbors felt that they had a lot of face when they saw that this official was receiving the cigarettes they handed them. No, Yang Jizi turned his head and said: "I'm looking for cigarettes for Stuffydun, I'm looking for cigarettes for Stuffydun, people don't dislike my cigarettes." The telephone pole didn't believe it, and said: "Look at you like that, you have such a bad cigarette, it's strange that Yang Fulai wants to pick up your cigarette." Here, if anyone can invite Yang Fulai to have a meal, it will be a long-faced thing, and it will be passed on for a year or two.

As soon as everyone saw his Yang Fulai's bleak situation this time, they didn't know what was going on, and they were silent. Bright eyes, he tried to say: "Mayor Town, my lord, Yang Fulai, stuffy, are you sick?" "Speaking of which, it's all blamed on us for not repairing the road, it's gray on sunny days, brilliant on rainy days, people say it's brilliant, so your car can't be driven." The telephone pole was busy handing Zhu Fulai a cigarette, Yang Fulai took it with trembling hands, and his mouth squirmed slightly. The telephone pole felt that the last time this rooster was displayed in front of him, he would never be able to fall in front of him. No, Yang Fulai also took my cigarettes. At this time, the turtle guest came, and immediately someone made fun of him and said: "It's raining today, and you can't dry your back, why don't you stay in the stone cave, how did you run out." Some also said, "Are you still walking fast, and you are here, are you coming along the water's edge?" Yang Fulai is like a big girl, her mouth is tighter than the crotch of the eighteen-year-old girl's pants, and it took a long time to slowly pop out a few words from the mouth of the crack in the stone shell, saying: "The official is gone", everyone look over, he looked over, hit the big crotch, stared at the eyes, opened his mouth wide, and said in surprise with bright eyes: "Ah, are you coaxing us, that thing is an iron hat, it is impossible to say that it is gone, it is just a flax, you have to say a green and white", oblique stared and said: "Is it not that you are standing in the wrong team, with the wrong person." , is it to get tickets, pretending to be the wrong money, is it mostly obsessed with other people's women, driving mother-in-law, and going to the wrong bed". Yang Fulai clutched his chest and said sadly: "Say no, say no, don't say, don't have, don't say, you all say something infamous, this time I don't even smell the breath of other people's skin, it's not a skin, it's a prevaricating person." The telephone pole lit a cigarette and took a puff, went to Yang Fulai to press it on his mouth, and said, "What's there, it's not the same for us now, you see that we have not had a bubble on our brains for so many years, we have not lost arms and legs, and we are not the same living people, which brother-in-law touched Lao Tzu's eyebrows crookedly." After sitting for a while, it was almost time for lunch. He said, "Sit down, I'm going to feed the cows." The oblique thing glared and said, "You guys, I'm going to shoot pigweed for the pigs, the sow is going to lay, there must be a grass." Yang Jizi said: "You guys, I still have to go to see the cow, these two days the cow is called a companion, the water on the buttocks is constantly flowing, hanging and hanging, I have to find a cow to deal with it, if you are pregnant, it won't be long before you have a baby cow." After a while, one in the east and one in the west, they all walked away. When Liu Laosan didn't leave, he said: "Yang Fulai, this, you come back this time, throw a few more pieces of paper on the ancestral grave, it turned out that you are such a big official, it is all good to be buried, and there is green smoke on the grave, don't say this, go, go to my house for dinner, ask your sister-in-law to fry a few dishes, the sauerkraut konjac you loved to eat when you were a child, the wine is still warm and drink and go." At this time, Yang Fulai was no longer a radish in the sand, but someone blew his clear nose and picked him up, and he was like a dog with a tail, and he followed. When he arrived, Liu Laosan's mother-in-law called Liu Laosan into the house and roared, pulling Liu Laosan's ears, and said: "Come, come, come, Niu Laozi, you give Lao Tzu, you are doing a loss-making business, no one will receive it, you pick it up as a baby", Liu Laosan followed the mother-in-law's hand to pull her ears around, and the woman said: "If you don't grow long, the boat has gone down the beach, and you are still an adult, please come and offer." Liu Laosan shouted and said: "Your mother-in-law's family, with long hair and short knowledge, where can you see the problem." The woman said: "As far as your ability is great, you didn't dig a golden doll with a hoe anywhere, and I also became a turtle and was trampled by a cow." Liu Laosan said: "The things in this officialdom are like losing pot helmets and those things, I will be on top for a while, and you will be on for a while, in exchange for it", the woman said: "You too, that is, the dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, and he doesn't leave the industry in three sentences, and all he says is some nameless words, so there is no way to eat wow." Liu Laosan said: "Hmph, maybe one day, he will be reinstated again, he can't remember the delicious food and drink, but he will remember the meat sandwich buns, sauerkraut konjac, and stone-ground bean curd you made for him this time." Whatever he is, this time we are also a dead horse as a live horse doctor, what about an extra pair of chopsticks, leaving an eyebrow to beat the dew, in case it bends and twists, the peas roll and grind the eyes, and become an official again. When I was a child, the teacher in the school said, what is the loss of the horse, how do you know if it is a blessing, in the future, if there is anything, ask others, you can also talk, people say a word." The woman said: "It seems that your head is okay, and the fire is still old." Liu Laosan said: "Baby, there is a lump of eggs in the crotch, how can it be like your mother-in-law's house, you can only see the collapse under the nose, the man's house, there are no two brushes, dare to keep light hair."