Song Shifeng's 1991

After a trip to the provincial capital, Yan Dong felt as if he had been pawed by a cat, he really missed his dog.

It was already the second time running the car, and he should have gotten used to it, but he was even more anxious than the first time, because he came back two days late.

The traffic was stuck on the road, and I only moved seventy or eighty miles for two whole days. Looking around, the rows of large vehicles looked like long snakes without a head and tail, and they were all in a hurry. The time was wasted on the road. , don't mention how uncomfortable it is.

He missed Rhubarb so much not only because he came back late, but also because he didn't have enough food.This time he prepared dry food for Rhubarb for five days, which was enough for one day, but he didn't expect that the traffic jam would not be enough, and he didn't know if he was hungry.

Of course, San Gangzi would not deduct the dog's food, but he didn't have too much, and he had to be given food himself.

After getting out of the car, he went to pick up his dog without washing his clothes, changing his urine, or urinating. Then he found that the dog was not really hungry, but he was not full. San Gangzi gave him his meal, one dog per person I endured a half-starved day.

"Brother, thank you." Yan Dong handed over the bag in his hand, "The roast chicken in the provincial capital."

"Hey, this is much more affordable than that thank you." San Gangzi smiled with his lame legs up, without saying a word, twisted a chicken leg and stuffed it in his mouth, "If you don't come back, we both have to stop .”

"What? Your mother is out?"

"My mother found out that I gave the rice to rhubarb, and she almost scolded me to death, and even cut my food." In his mother's words, that is a waste of food, and I deserve to be hungry.

"Thank you." Yan Dong patted him on the shoulder, knowing his mother's temperament very well, it was Sangangzi's contribution to food protection that did not withhold rhubarb.

"Hey, what are you holding? Which girl do you like?" San Gangzi said deliberately, looking at the box he had been holding in his hand.The two boxes, one big and one small, are still tied with beautiful ribbons. They are not cheap at first glance, and they are definitely not for his own use.

"Don't be blind." Yan Dong barked at him, "I picked it up for someone else, and I'll eat your roast chicken." After speaking, he greeted Rhubarb, "Let's go."

Rhubarb has a master who is full of everything, and he is alive and kicking all the way, not as if he is not full, but as if he has taken three catties of stimulants.

"Wow, woof, woof!" All of a sudden, Rhubarb sprinted, and a roadblock came.

Song Shifeng, who had just walked to the entrance of the alley, was startled severely, and the bun in his hand crackled and rolled all over the floor.

Rhubarb immediately sniffed them one by one, sniffing and sniffing them all over, obviously sticking out their tongues and looking stupid to death, but then sat down upright, wagging their tails, and refused to eat.

Song Shifeng was so angry, he really wanted to hit him with a stick, and it would be over once and for all.

Just now when he heard the dog barking, Yan Dong felt bad, so he hurried forward, but he was a little bit behind, and when he turned a corner, he saw Song Shifeng standing in the corner, gnashing his teeth, his snow-white knee-length windbreaker was scratched. Not to mention, the dusty steamed bun rolled all over the floor.

Yan Dong touched his forehead, he really committed a crime.

This is really a narrow road to Yuanjia, and it couldn't be more coincidental.

One just went in and the other was going out, just bumped into each other, but this dog still likes to bully the handsome guy at the opposite door very, very much, and he doesn't know which life's evil debts.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let's see what happened." Yan Dong smiled first, then sternly criticized Da Huang, "Da Huang, why are you scaring the neighbors again? Are you a good dog? Apologize!"

Rhubarb immediately got down on the ground, drooped his head, and made a whining sound. He didn't know if he was apologizing, but he looked like he was wronged and admitted his mistake.

Song Shifeng rolled his eyes and was so angry that he was going to be so angry with these two guys, he said without any tolerance, "Don't blame me for being rude next time." Kill and eat dog meat!

Rhubarb seemed to feel the strong malice from Song Shifeng, and he let out a very unconvinced "Aw", which was very provocative.

"You you you!" Song Shifeng pointed at the dog and went mad.

"He's just messing around with you, don't be angry, don't be angry." Yan Dong hurriedly smoothed things over, his heart was full of worry and distress, and he became speechless.Why does this dog pretend to be fierce and scare him again and again, isn't it natural?

He resolutely refused to admit that his dog was bad, and it was because he couldn't get enough to eat at Sangangzi these days.

Can Song Shifeng argue with a dog?The answer is yes.

He smiled, as if he agreed with Yan Dong's words, he had already thought about [-] kinds of tortures, all of which could make the dog miserable.

The dog suddenly clamped its tail, hid behind its master, and barked at Song Shifeng again.

This is cheap.

Yan Dong couldn't even smooth things over for his stupid dog, so he suddenly raised his hand and stuffed the box in Song Shifeng's hands, who was obviously really angry, "Quickly see if it's right for what you want."

Well, for the sake of the little boots, don't bother with the silly dog.

Song Shifeng turned around and went back to the house. Yan Dong looked at the buns all over the place, and picked them up without complaint, but the skin was dirty, so it's a pity to throw it away.

"steamed stuffed bun."

"For your dog."

Yan Dong touched his nose and led Gouzi into the door, sat down on his buttocks, pulled Gouzi into his arms and rubbed him twice, then let him stand at attention opposite, and looked at Gouzi very seriously, "You hate him?"

The dog whined, as if saying "yes".

"I like it." Yan Dong nodded his forehead very undemocratically and said, "I want to make friends with him, don't scare him anymore, understand?"

Da Huang suddenly bumped his head into his arms and fell silent.

I don't know if I understand it, I am unhappy or I don't understand it.

"You just play tricks on me." What else can Yan Dong do, his own dog, no matter how bad he is, it is also his own, and he is reluctant to let him eat less meat, let alone others.

He put the big bones he bought together with the meat buns he picked up into the dog bowl, "Eat it."

Rhubarb immediately cheered.

"You can't scare people after eating other people's food." Yan Dong brought up the old story again.

Rhubarb paused, and continued to eat, but didn't hear it.

After doing some ideological work for Gouzi, Yan Dong turned around and went to the opposite door, "See if you bought it right, tell me if it's not suitable, and I'll change it for you next time." Something as small as 500 yuan, You can't be blind.

Song Shifeng had already put on a square scarf and put on shoes on his feet. He was looking back and forth on tiptoe, with a satisfied look on his face.With the beautiful shoes and the square scarf, the depression just now is gone, "Thank you, it's very suitable."

For the sake of the shoes, let that mad dog go.

Not only Song Shifeng was satisfied, but even Yan Dong felt that it matched. The square scarf made Song Shifeng's face look very good-looking, and the shoes also made his calves look thin and straight. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to be energetic and handsome up.

Not in vain to bring it all the way back.

Thinking of the eyes of the salesperson when he was shopping, Yan Dong felt that everything was worth it.

Of course, he didn’t look down on him. Now is not the time when the salesman was the most arrogant in the 70s, and he was not a steamed bun. He directly invited their manager to talk about it. In the end, he apologized and even offered to make a gift wrap for him. , otherwise it wouldn't be so fancy.

Song Shifeng was still thinking, is the shoe packaging so high-end now?But he likes it.

"I'll give you the money when I get paid." After trying on the new shoes, he took them off, put them in a box with care, and put them high on the shoe rack.

"Yeah." Yan Dong casually responded, "Why don't you wear it?"

Song Shifeng laughed, "I have to go to the mine later, it's a waste to wear it."

"You look good in it." Song Shifeng said Yan Dong flatteredly, and spoke very immodestly, "I don't even look at who wears it. It's better to match the clothes another day."

This looks very good, do you want to wear special clothes?Anyway, Yan Dong couldn't understand his mobilization of teachers and people.

"By the way, this is for you." Song Shifeng handed over a box.

"BB machine?" Yan Dong looked at it, it was a used pager, but it could be seen that it was used with care and there were not many traces of wear and tear, "Why give me this? I don't need it either."

"Why don't you need it, at least it's convenient for you." Song Shifeng said, "Although I have used it, the machine is fine, and the service fee has been paid. I have only used it for three months. It is a waste to leave it for nothing. Don't dislike it. That's fine. I know you are rich, but I can't ask you to help me in vain, just take it as a thank you."

"Your thank you gift is a bit expensive." Even an old machine costs a lot of money, not to mention the service fee is five or six hundred a year.

"I'll still use you in the future, so it shouldn't be more expensive." Song Shifeng smiled. In fact, he just remembered that a while ago, he wanted to give gifts to others in order to cover the coal mine. It's all right, I didn't expect that there were still three left in the end, Zhang Aiguo insisted on returning it, but Song Shifeng stopped him, what is the refund, the machine can refund the Internet service fee but not, those are worth more than the machine , all refunds are refunded.He assigned them one by one on the spot, and kept a white machine he liked for himself.Song Shifeng is a guy who loves the new and dislikes the old. If you have a new one, who will use the old one, he will immediately replace it with joy, and he doesn't care about Zhang Aiguo's black face.The old one hit the bottom of the box.

At this moment, I suddenly felt very embarrassed. It was too embarrassing for a big boss to ask people to spend money and energy to bring things. Then I remembered that there was someone else, and it was just right to give him a favor.

But to be honest, this thing is really a bit expensive to give a favor, but who made this person discerning?Just now I praised him for his good looks, but he likes to make friends with discerning people.

As for those who are too poor to live in a hostel, they will be paid next month anyway, so that’s fine.

The one who is poor and generous and does not count is his number.

"Okay, then I'll take it." Yan Dong put it in his trouser pocket without stumbling.In the future, it's enough to return him to a similar relationship, and we can only get along for a long time if we come and go.

After collecting the things, the relationship between the two people really became much closer. Song Shifeng was more comfortable with him, and he seemed to treat him as his own. The most common thing he did was eat together and complain about Zhang Aiguo.

This person didn't talk about it, and as soon as he finished complaining, that person started to make fun of him again.