Song Shifeng's 1991

After Yan Dong followed the big car master to overhaul the car that was about to leave, he took off the dirty outer blouse, revealing the sweater that had been washed so many times that the color could not be seen clearly.

"Follow me for two years in the car, marry a wife, and give birth to a big fat boy." Xu Gui, a 40-year-old big car master, lit a cigarette with a filter tip and squeezed his oily hands like that. He brought it to his mouth and took a comfortable breath.

"Uncle, you made a plan for me before you took me away." Yan Dong washed his face with the cold water in the basin, and finally revealed his true face that was covered with gray and black.It's not handsome, but it's upright. Coupled with that tall man, she has an indescribably reliable and calm style.

As he spoke, he casually wrapped himself in a green military overcoat.The coat is also old, but it is clean and warm. Wearing it makes the person look taller and stronger. Coupled with his neat cropped hair, his down-to-earth and capable image emerges vividly.

"It's still a plan? Who doesn't have the idea?" Seeing that one cigarette was finished, Master Xu took out another one and lit it on the butt of the cigarette. "Tomorrow night at 06:30, I won't wait if it's late people."

"Don't worry, remember." Yan Dong nodded, took the dirty clothes and left.

"Go home for dinner at night and let your aunt eat his elbows."

"Thank you, the rhubarb at home is still waiting for me." Yan Dong smiled.

"You, it's too expensive to keep a dog." When he heard him talking about dogs, Xu Gui shook his head in disapproval.He has never seen such a person who can't live a life. It is stupid to raise a dog. He eats what he eats, and he waits for him every now and then. He is not so meticulous in raising his son. This is a prodigal.

"Yeah." Yan Dong didn't even bother to respond in vain, and nodded directly. In the matter of keeping a dog, no one can tell.

He turned a corner and went to the mining area market to buy two big bones with a lot of meat on them. Before he got home, Yan Dong saw Da Huang squatting at the intersection, eager to see through.

Rhubarb is called Rhubarb, but it’s not big. It’s not a rare breed, it’s just a native dog at home. Its yellow fur is slick and slicked by Yan Dong. It looks different from other dogs. If the dog can also speak spirit, Rhubarb is definitely the general of dogs.

Seeing the owner come back now, one front leg raised up, and the remaining three hooves pounded quickly, and in a blink of an eye, they threw themselves in front of Yan Dong, their tail wagging like an electric fan.

"Rhubarb!" Yan Dong smiled and rubbed the dog's head, "Pretending to be lame again, let's go, go home."

Rhubarb was bouncing, bouncing, da da, and his four hooves were fine, but he seemed a little lame.

He was happy, but Yan Dong had a hard time.What if he wants to follow the car to this rhubarb?Originally, it was good for San Gangzi to take care of him for a few days, but last night he broke his leg again, and he couldn't think of a suitable person for a while.

Don’t look at the 1990s, hardship and simplicity are still deeply engraved in the bones of most people. Even if they are full, they are reluctant to give Erhe noodles with meat and bones to dogs. In their eyes, dogs are different from people. , it, does not deserve.

So there are not many people who are willing to give dogs food to eat people these days. He is afraid that if he gives something, he will not be able to eat rhubarb.The reason why I can entrust it to San Gangzi is because he is also a dog lover. He would rather not eat it himself than secretly feed it to dog meat. No one else can do it.

Do you want to take it with you?Yan Dong hugged Rhubarb into his arms, and analyzed the possibility of bringing Rhubarb sports car in his mind.

After much deliberation, the possibility is zero.

It's really frustrating.

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Song Shifeng stood on the gray street dragging two ridiculously large suitcases, trying to straighten his back so that he would not look so embarrassed.But no matter how much he wants to save face, he has to think about where to spend the night tonight, and he can't sleep on the street.

He was mercilessly invited out of the hotel an hour ago, and he didn't want to recall the feeling at all.

All faces are lost.

He looked around, and saw a stretch of large tile-roofed houses with scattered small second floors.To say that this Wuling Town is really not poor, because there are coal mines and the houses are much more tidy than ordinary towns, and the wealth is written on the face.

The only thing is that the air is really bad, everywhere is dusty, full of coal dust.

The sun sets quickly in winter, and there is no time to waste. He needs to find a temporary place to stay within half a day, at least to get through the night first, so hurry up.

But finding a house is much more difficult than he imagined, it's not unavailable, it's not suitable.

In his ideal, it would be better to rent a small courtyard with a detached house, a clean and well-equipped house, but there is none!It's easy to find jobs in the town, and there are almost no migrant workers. People live on their own, and they can't afford to rent a yard.

He had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, a clean room with some simple furniture.The most important thing is that there must be no lice.It was okay for him to look at a house first, but the owner was a widow in her 30s. Song Shifeng hesitated for a while and wanted to look again.Who knows that the more they look, the more ugly they become. The most irritating family collects waste products. The house is so dirty that he can't get out of it.

At this time, when I think about Widow Qiu's house, there is one in the sky and the other in the ground. Sure enough, they are all compared.

Seeing the sun go down, he had to make a decision, rent the house of Widow Qiu or bow to Zhang Aiguo and dispose of his favorite clothes.pick one of two.

The head can be broken and the blood can be kept. The head cannot be lost.Song Shifeng stubbornly insisted on his life pursuit.

So, he knocked on the door of the widow Qiu Caiyun's house again.

"I just said you have to come to my place." Qiu Caiyun smiled when she saw him, and led him to the rental house and said, "I knew you had to come back, my house is fine. You go through this door and go straight to the house." Access to the alleys outside is as convenient as you want. By the way, you can live at my sister's place with peace of mind, and you can go to my shop for dinner. It's cheap for you. You will know your sister's craftsmanship after you taste it. I guarantee you will not lose money. "The elder sister still didn't forget to solicit business for her snack shop as she said that.

"Then you must try it." Song Shifeng cheered and said with a genuine smile.

Qiu Caiyun opened the door of the rental house: "See what's lacking and I'll buy something for you. I'm sure you'll have to come. No, the bedding and sheets are all ready for you, and they're all washed. You can use them at ease."

The eldest sister said yes, but I still have to take a closer look at the house, and if there is anything inappropriate, I can solve it as soon as possible.He took a closer look, and found that the room was a large room, with a set of not-so-new wardrobes half-separated to form two rooms inside and outside. The tables, chairs, cabinets and beds were all complete, more than enough for a bachelor.

"Can I have a coal stove?" was his only request.

"There is a coal stove, but there is no chimney." Qiu Caiyun looked at him suspiciously, "Why don't you go to the store to see if there is any, and don't turn around and get poisoned by coal, it will kill you."

"Okay." Safety first, Song Shifeng replied very seriously.

Seeing that he was taking it seriously, Qiu Caiyun was satisfied, and then said, "The stove is free for you, but you have to pay me five yuan a month to burn coal. I also spend money to buy this coal, don't I?"

"I have coal." Joke, he is a coal boss and still buy coal from others?

Since he decided to live here, Song Shifeng didn't write any more, and now there is no rule that one pays three. He directly paid two months' rent first, which is much cheaper than staying in a hotel, and he can still have dozens of dollars left over for food. .

No, I have to set aside a few dollars to sell chimneys.

In any case, the place to settle down is settled, and it is okay to eat frugally, and it is finally a road that never ends.

Not long after, the burning coal stove brought by the homeowner immediately brought warmth to the deserted room.

At this time, the smoke also floated out, choking him to cough, and it was not good coal at first glance.

Song Shifeng, who originally wanted to be lazy, had no choice but to go out, buying a chimney without delay.

Just when he went out, he bumped into a person coming out from the opposite side.

As for the nationally uniform military coat, with a round head and an inch of hair on top, it’s not Yan Dong who is!After a long day of mourning, I finally had something to make me happy. It was really easy to find nowhere to go.

I saw him leaning against the door, smiling and waving his hands, "Yan Dong, we meet again."

"Wang Wang Wang!"

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