The system starts, but I don’t live long?

An hour later, a Wuling Shenqiu parked next to a house on the roadside.

As soon as the car stopped, two young men got out of the car. One of the young men with dark skin grabbed the other young man with fair skin and ran to the back of the house.

"Yuck~"

"vomit~"

After a while, Mo You asked with a blue face, "Zhu Tou, which racing club does your brother work for?"

"I don't know, Wuling Shenqi Club? Ugh~"

......

When the two of them vomited until the yellow bile and water were gone, they dragged their weak bodies back to the yard.

Zhu Hongyuan had already carried all the luggage to the edge of the yard, and there were two middle-aged couples with gray hair standing next to him.

"Uncle, aunt, look, Xiaowen is here. As I said, there is no way to exercise in a big city. You see, Xiaowen and his roommates are all exhausted by work. Tonight You have to kill a chicken to replenish your brother's life."

Zhu Hongwen's father looked at his son speechlessly. He was originally thinking of saying something, but his wife ran over excitedly and hugged his son.

"Wenwen, it'll be good if you come back. Eating takeout outside all day long is not good for your health. It's good if you come back. Look at mom, I raised you to be fat and white."

Zhu Hongwen blushed. He was careless. He couldn't remember his nickname, and his mother actually said it in front of Mo You. Then Mo You shouldn't stimulate him every day in the future?

Zhu Hongwen secretly glanced at Mo You and found that he had no reaction and was still pale.

I must have been so distracted by vomiting that I didn't hear my mother calling my nickname, right?

Thinking of this, Zhu Hongwen couldn't help but relax.It’s okay if you don’t hear it, it’s okay if you don’t hear it.

Liu Guifang looked at the boy her son brought back and was a little curious.

Ah, shouldn't we bring back a girl?What does it mean to bring back a man?Don't say goodbye

"Son, who is this?"

"Oh, Mom, this is the college roommate named Mo You that I often mentioned to you."

After hearing the conversation between Zhu Hongwen and his son, Mo You forced himself to stand upright, barely showing a smile and said: "Hello, auntie, my name is Mo You. I'm here to play with you for a few days. I won't bother you anymore."

"Hey, don't bother me, don't bother me."

As Liu Guifang spoke, she directed her husband to help bring the luggage into the house.

Before coming, Mo You asked about bringing some cigarettes and alcohol, but Zhu Hongwen refused to bring gifts because his father quit smoking.

So in the store at home, Mo You bought two cans of tea and put them in his backpack as a meeting gift.

Originally, when selling tea, he also gave a wooden gift box, which looked very high-end. In order to prevent Zhu Hongwen from thinking that the gift was too expensive, Mo You actually only cost about 300 yuan for Jin Junmei. At the same time, the box took up a lot of space. , throw the box away.He chose to put two cans of tea in his backpack and two sets of clothes, and there was basically no problem.

Zhu Hongwen looked unhappy as he watched Mo You take out the gift from his backpack.

"I invited you over to play, why did you bring a gift?"

"Hey, tea is not expensive, it's just a drink."

Although they usually taunt each other like enemies when they meet in the dormitory, when outsiders are around, they will give them enough face.This is how a few people in their dormitory get along, and it's very comfortable.

Zhu Zhanguo looked at his son and Mo You and smiled.He is very happy that his son can come back. No matter how hard he works outside, it is difficult to take root. But in his hometown, he has connections and resources, but he can help a lot. At least he does not need to make his son start all over again.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanguo's dark face had many wrinkles, looking like an older version of Zhu Hongwen.As far as the similarity between the two of them is concerned, there is no need to do a DNA test.

Taking the tea leaves from Zhu Hongwen, Zhu Zhanguo said with a smile, "Oh, Xiao Mo, this is good tea. Come, I'll make a few pots of tea to quench your thirst."

As he said that, he started boiling water.

Zhu Hongwen's first floor is used as a living room, not as a room.The entire hall was very empty, with two motorcycles parked against the wall and a lot of sweet potatoes placed under the stairs.

Several pear wood sofas were leaning against the wall, and a coffee table in front of it contained a complete set of tea-making tools and a split tea-making stove.

Zhu Zhanguo used large bamboo tweezers to put the teacups in for sterilization one by one, and waited for the sterilizer to be filled with water.Zhu Zhanguo clicked to automatically boil water, and another larger hot water kettle filled with water.

With the 30-second countdown to water filling, the water temperature continues to rise, and the popping sound begins.

Only then did Zhu Zhanguo pick up the tea leaves sent by Mo You.

Open the packaging outside the jar, and the tea leaves inside are wrapped in white paper.

Zhu Zhanguo came closer and smelled it, then gave a thumbs up and smiled happily. "Oh, Jin Junmei, I haven't had this kind of tea for a long time. Thank you, Xiao Mo."

Mo You was stunned by Zhu Zhanguo's operation. First he had a complete set of tea-drinking tools, and then he moved smoothly. What's even more amazing is that he could tell what kind of tea it was just by smelling it. What a magical skill.

Zhu Zhanguo: Basic practice, no 6.

After a while, the teacup in front of Mo You was three-quarters full of tea.

White mist floated from the bright red tea, and a mellow aroma rushed into Mo You's brain along the nostrils.

Mo You raised the teacup and took a sip.

"Oh, it smells so good."

......

Dinner time in rural areas is relatively early, around 05:30.Zhu Hongwen's family has dinner.

The eating habits of Guangdong and Guangxi provinces are basically the same, so there is nothing that Mo You is not used to eating, but he thinks it tastes great.

Blanched chicken, steamed tilapia, fried taro sprouts with pickled peppers, fried melon rind, and fried mustard greens.

Some dishes are not available in Moyou, but the taste is quite delicious.

Especially the food cooked by Zhu Hongwen's mother has a homely taste.

It seems that mothers in Guangdong and Guangxi share the same cooking skills. Mo You, who has not eaten his mother's cooking for a long time, had two bowls of rice for the first time.

Zhu Zhanguo even took out his treasured earthen cannons and soaked mulberries in wine.

Mo You started drinking with his son, but cousin Zhu Hongwen stopped drinking because he wanted to drive.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhu Zhanguo's chatterbox also opened up.

Under the influence of alcohol, Zhu Zhanguo explained why he wanted Zhu Hongwen to come back as village secretary.

Zhu Zhanguo was a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, fighting against Vietnam.After retiring from the army, he used the auto repair knowledge he learned in the army to start repairing cars for people.

Later, the village selected a village chief, and he was still a party member. He has been the village chief until now.

In rural areas, village chiefs basically don't have much work to do. Especially in recent decades, there have been so many migrant workers that they have a lot of leisure time. They are only a little busy during the Chinese New Year.

Therefore, Zhu Zhanguo also opened a repair shop in the town, and the business was pretty good.

Starting this year, China has begun vigorously promoting the rejuvenation of village cadres.Their administrative village secretary is still the patriarch of the Zhu family. He is 80 years old this year. Although he has a strong body and bones, he cannot use a computer.

Zhu Zhanguo is 55 years old this year. Although he has not reached the age requirement and can be promoted from village head to village secretary, he feels that he does not know how to use a computer, and many jobs now require the use of computers.

When he thought about it, he decided not to run for village secretary or become village chief. He might as well manage his family's repair shop and make it bigger and stronger.There is no retirement pay anyway.

(In rural areas, there is no retirement salary for village cadres who retire. Rural areas are a form of self-control by villagers. Dad Zhu is the head of a natural village. Above the natural village is an administrative village, and there are several natural villages below the general administrative village.)

Although Zhu Hongwen's hometown is in a rural area, the town is right next door.Even his home is on the edge of the county road, and the transportation is very convenient.Some natural villages are relatively remote.

Father Zhu considered that his son, with a bachelor's degree (second degree), was actually selling cars in Yangcheng?

Then it would be easier to go home and take the civil service exam. You can come back and be elected as the village secretary, study and take the exam at the same time. Then you will have a stable job in the future, right?

At the end, Zhu Zhanguo also stepped on Zhu Hongwen and said, "You brat is not good at studying. Look at your sister. She is a double-dan university with a reputation of 985,211. She really makes me look good. Hey, my daughter is still reliable."

Zhu Hongwen rolled his eyes when he heard his father's disparaging words.The trace of emotion he had felt before was now thrown into the North Sea hundreds of kilometers away.