Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Chapter 291: Hometown love (please subscribe!)

August is the rice pregnancy season. Walking on the mountain road, the wind blows and is filled with fragrance.

Occasionally, you can see new haystacks on the side of the road, which are early rice straw.

There is still only one dirt road in the upper village. There are quite a few red brick houses, the most luxurious of which is the villa of Zhang Xuan and two gold diggers.

There is an additional tea processing workshop and a stone arch bridge in the village.

It is still very dilapidated and backward, but Zhang Xuan walks slowly and leisurely on the road. He likes it no matter how he looks at it. Maybe this is because the moon in his hometown is rounder, and people have a sense of hometown.

At the intersection, the villa door is open.

The yellow dog closed his eyes and hid in the shade behind the door, lying down to enjoy the coolness. When he heard a noise, the dog's eyes narrowed. When he saw the person clearly, his eyes immediately opened wide. He got up and ran away in clusters, shaking his head. , biting his trouser legs and rubbing his calves, while making a buzzing sound from his mouth.

He habitually wanted to kick it away, but when he saw the emotion in its eyes, Zhang Xuan lowered his head and touched the dog's head. The dog was now happier and its tail wagged harder.

Du Shuangling looked at the dog and said softly: "It's so smart."

Zhang Xuan muttered: "Of course, it is the fourth smartest one in my old Zhang family."

Du Shuangling was curious: "Who are the three in front?"

Zhang Xuan immediately stopped talking when he saw the eldest sister running over happily.

"Mom! My brother is back! Mom! My brother is back with his younger siblings. Come and see! Come and see!" This was the greeting gift for the eldest sister Zhang Ping.

The yelling made people jump.

Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling looked at each other silently, both speechless. The first words were normal, but the second words "Come and see", what the hell is this?

With this shouting, before my mother Ruan Xiuqin could shout out, all the people at the intersection had been shouted out.

"Yo! Our great writer is back."

"Oops! Come and see, everyone, the multimillionaire is back!"

"Great writer! Do you have any wedding candy?"

"Great writer, do you want to serve a drink? Everyone is waiting to drink."

After a short while, more than a dozen mouths came rushing in, making Zhang Xuan dizzy.

Zhang Xuan put down his backpack, took out several large packages of prepared high-end candies and placed them on the stone pier. He tore open the packages and waved warmly to everyone, letting them grab their own.

Ruan Xiuqin came out. After being in a daze at the door for two seconds, she ran over and pulled Du Shuangling to look left and right. Her affection was beyond words.

Du Shuangling was a little shy being stared at by so many people, but she smiled and didn't hide. I was even a little happy inside.

Back in the house, Zhang Xuan asked Zhang Ping: "Where is Ouyang Ji?"

Zhang Ping pointed to a room and said, "I'm taking a nap."

Opening the door quietly, Zhang Xuan quietly walked over and took a look.

Ouch! He is really fat, so fat that he looks ugly, and he is so thick that he has become a ball.

Typical overnutrition.

Seeing that the fat boy didn't find the woman attractive, Zhang Xuan took out 3,000 yuan and handed it to Zhang Ping when no one was around: "Sister, take this money and consider it as my gift to the child."

Seeing so much money, Zhang Ping suddenly became anxious and waved her hands in panic:

"Brother, no need. Ouyang Yong pays for all the expenses at home. It's useless for me to take the money. I still kept the 1,000 yuan you gave me last time. No need to use it."

Knowing what kind of temper this sister was, Zhang Xuan didn't bother to talk anymore and just put the money into her hand: "Brother, it's not like you don't know what I'm worth now. Don't say any more. It's too much."

Zhang Ping tried to shirk it a few more times, but eventually she got annoyed with Zhang Xuan and glared at him. Well, this time the eldest sister accepted it.

They are all owed, and there is such a delay in collecting money.

If anyone dares to give me money, give it a try, I'm sure it will make their liver hurt.

When it was almost time to have dinner, Ouyang, who was running a motorcycle rental, came back.

Zhang Xuan asked him: "How much did you earn today?"

Ouyang Yong is very impressive outside now. On weekdays, he earns as little as 30 yuan a day from riding a motorcycle, and at most, he earns almost 200 yuan a day.

If you meet someone celebrating a new year, you can have more.

Zhang Xuan also lamented that it might be because of the remoteness of the village. It seems that motorcycles in the village have been priced at 10 yuan for as long as I can remember.

But around 2010, motorcycles still cost 10 yuan.

In the past two decades, wages have increased from 12 yuan to 200 yuan, but the price of motorcycle rentals has not increased.

This situation is somewhat similar to taxis and flight attendants.

These days, taxi drivers and flight attendants in big cities are well-paid, and they are all top-notch, earning several thousand a month.

But decades later, the wages of taxi drivers and flight attendants have remained virtually unchanged.

This is a strange phenomenon that Zhang Xuan never understood.

Outside there is Yong Geyong, and every time I see Zhang Xuan, I feel like I am beating my heart.

My brother-in-law used to feel guilty when he was only a college student. Now that he has the added status of being a great writer and a multi-millionaire, Ouyang Yong is even more timid.

Seeing Zhang Xuan asking himself, Ouyang Yong pulled out the car key and said, "I made several trips to Xinhua Railway Station today and earned more than 90 yuan."

Zhang Xuan nodded: "That's not bad."

I originally wanted to persuade him to open a motorcycle shop in the town, which would not be so tiring.

But seeing Ouyang Yong holding the child happily, Zhang Xuan swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

After dinner, Ruan Xiuqin came to the study and talked to him and Shuangling for more than an hour.

Ruan Xiuqin asked in a negotiating tone: "Man Zai, I don't dare to go outside now. Everyone is shouting for us to make wine. Mom wants to ask you, do you want to make this wine?"

Zhang Xuan understood: "Is it because I became a writer?"

Ruan Xiuqin nodded and shook his head and said, "Both of them are. We built houses but we didn't make wine. Everyone else did it, but we didn't.

Mom was just thinking about whether to find an opportunity to make another one, so as to celebrate your wedding and build a house together. "

It is an old custom in the village to build a new house and make wine. If you don't do it, others will think you are cheating.

Reasonable and reasonable, Zhang Xuan did not object and just said: "Mom, I am quite busy now. I will stay at home for two days at most before leaving. Why don't you tell the neighbors that you can open a bar when I come back from winter vacation."

Ruan Xiuqin was stunned: "You come back from such a long distance and only stay for two days?"

"Well, two days."

Zhang Xuanyuan responded and just lied about writing to get rid of the problem.

You can’t lie without saying that you want to rush back to Yangcheng to build the ambitious No. 1 CBD in China.

Not to mention that Comrade Ruan Xiuqin was frightened, and the actresses next to her would probably be frightened into fools as well.

Hearing that it was about creation, Ruan Xiuqin immediately stopped asking.

In her heart, Manzai became a writer, Manzai could be published in a major newspaper, and Manzai could become a multimillionaire through writing. These were the things she was most proud of.

She is very content now. She can see her son's current achievements. Even if she is asked to die immediately, she feels that this life is worth it and she can have the dignity to see her dead husband.

Next, the three of them chatted for a while...

Just before Ruan Xiuqin was about to get up and leave, she remembered something and said, "Manzai, Huang Fugui is not in good health. Do you want to go and see him?"

Zhang Xuan was shocked, remembering that last summer he and Mr. Huang drank and played chess, and recalled the prosperous years together. His body was very strong.

Why do you say it won't work if it doesn't work?

Question: "What disease did Mr. Huang suffer from?"

Ruan Xiuqin told him: "It is late-stage liver cancer. I have been bedridden for more than half a year, and now I rely on injections every day.

However, he has not eaten for four or five days recently, so he may not be able to survive. Yesterday, his children all rushed back from outside and were waiting by the bed to die. "

Huang Fugui lives up to his name, although the first half of his life was a bit bumpy while working for the country.

But the rest of my life is really rich.

Except for the younger son who is lame and working as a farmer at home, the eldest son and the second son are both state cadres, and the two daughters are also married to state cadres.

Except for the youngest son's family, the entire family eats from the government. This kind of family is hard to beat within a radius of 50 miles.

Seeing that Manzai remained silent, Ruan Xiuqin asked again: "Do you want to go take a look while it's not dark yet?"

Zhang Xuan didn't hesitate, stood up and said: "Mom, help me prepare a gift. I'm going to turn around now."

"Eh."

Ruan Xiuqin was very happy to prepare gifts after seeing that her son had no airs after he became successful.

Zhang Xuan turned his head and asked the two actors: "Do you want to come with me to have a look?"

Du Shuanglingyan refused with a smile: "You go ahead, I won't go. I'll wait for you at home."

"good."

Huang Fugui's home is not far from the intersection, about 200 meters away. Yangsheng and Carrot are neighbors on the left and right.

Walking on the road carrying gifts, Zhang Xuan shouted when he saw people. Others who greet him will respond in a friendly manner. Sometimes when he encounters someone who is particularly enthusiastic, he will stop and chat with others for a few more words.

Damn it, in just 200 meters, I felt like I had just walked out of the Hollywood red carpet.

It's the dog days of summer, it's hot, and there are so many people on the street enjoying the cool air and doing nothing, and every one of them keeps him busy with his words.

I don’t know if it was Lu Xun who said: Wealth that does not return home is like walking in brocade at night.

Hey, it's great to return rich and rich, but it's also too damn torture.

Especially when there was a pretty widow who was secretly ogling him just now, who could bear this?

At the end of the road, they met carrots again, and their family was gathering around to pluck duck feathers.

This little girl has grown taller again, and her face has opened up. She can be described in one word: slim and graceful.

Zhang Xuan shouted as always: "Carrot, good evening, I'm here to see you."

Seeing this, Carrot's mother joked: "You are a big writer now. Don't always make fun of my carrots. If I can't get married in the future, I will look for you."

For the first time this time, Carrot didn't hide. His watery eyes turned around on him, and he lowered his head to pluck the duck's feathers. Two seconds later, he raised his head, turned around, and lowered his head to pluck the duck's feathers again.

When she looked up for the third time, Zhang Xuan bent down and asked, "Does it look good?"

Carrot: "." His face turned red, his hands stiffened, and he ran into the house again.

Carrot's mother was a little on the verge of tears. She glanced at her daughter and complained to Zhang Xuan:

"Look, I managed to drag her out to do something. It would be better for you to get her away as soon as you get here."

Zhang Xuan shrugged his eyebrows and said innocently: "Didn't you realize that she did it on purpose? She used to glance at me furtively, but now she dares to look at me one after another. This is either because she is cowardly or because she doesn't want to do anything. "

At this time, an aunt next to me smiled and interrupted: "Maybe it's because I'm getting older, and I'm feeling springy at night."

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