Things about village flowers

As soon as the tractor turned onto the small road, it was bumpy and bumpy. People could not stand firmly even if they were holding things on the tractor. They were swaying forward and backward, just like a drunkard. It felt more bumpy than when they came. Maybe it was because they were driving too fast. Now, Uncle Zhao is as eager to return home as we are. At this time, my advantage was revealed. The more bumpy I got, the more energetic and energetic I became, saving myself from dancing wildly. For me, bumping is a full-body massage or fitness exercise, and Ling Liping was right My dependence became stronger and stronger. When the bumps were the worst, she simply let go of the iron rod and hugged me around the waist, clinging to me like an octopus. I could only secretly enjoy it, secretly encourage her, and hold me tight. , hold me tight again, it’s best to integrate yourself into my body.

Due to the severe turbulence, Ling Liping and I were too lazy to talk. Even if we spoke, we couldn't hear clearly. First, the sound of the tractor motor was earth-shattering, but our whole bodies were almost shaken apart. The sound it made was like a sieve, shaking a The whole sentence is broken into several paragraphs, and the complete meaning is cut into several layers of meaning.It makes people unable to understand, or even hear the wrong words, and makes them unable to understand clearly.

"Hey, I said, why are you two so dull, why are you falling asleep, why are you not talking!"After a while, Uncle Zhao couldn't stand it anymore. He is a lively person. As a driver, he is naturally more comfortable than the two of us.

"Uncle, you, no, didn’t say anything, did you say anything?"I retorted. The sentence was broken into broken sentences, and it seemed to be taken out of context. I wonder if Uncle Zhao understood it.

"What to say?!"Uncle Zhao asked loudly, but he really didn't understand.

"Haha, Zhao, Uncle Zhao, you, you sing, aria, bangzi opera, let’s do it!"I persisted until I finished speaking. Fortunately, I finished the Bangzi opera in the end.

"Hahaha, what’s up, young people also like it and listen to Bangzi Opera! ?"Uncle Zhao really understood. In fact, I just mentioned the three words of Bangzi Opera and I hit the target. Uncle Zhao and other elderly people in my hometown are particularly sensitive to Bangzi Opera and like it very much. They always like to hum a few words when they have nothing to do, especially It’s when I go to the hut that I sing the most joyfully. I sing it to myself to entertain myself. It is said that this helps to relieve constipation and cure constipation.

"Hi, hi, like it, ah!"I responded, and Ling Liping hugged me tightly and agreed. It's really not easy to tell Uncle Zhao that I like Bangzi Opera. Bangzi Opera still has some market mainly among older people. Fortunately, they spare no effort to pass it on. Otherwise, it would have been long ago They are in their graves. This is by no means an alarmist statement. Several famous actors in Bangzi opera have died. Some of them are in their seventies and eighties. There are not many left.

"——Well!"Uncle Zhao slapped his hands on the steering wheel and said,"Then I'll sing the aria,"The Blind Wanderer Meets the Pretty Widow""

"Hey, uncle, the name sounds like an obscene word and a cliché!"I said quickly, and then I saw Ling Liping let go of one hand and waved at me, obviously refusing.

"Hey, no, you are just meaningless!"I don't want Uncle Zhao to say this, there are still a lot of nouns.

""Hehe," I couldn't help but laugh,"It's flirtatious, pretty, and widowed. It sounds like it, just like it!""At this time, Ling Liping whispered to me,"That's right, I, inadvertently, eavesdropped on it before, but I couldn't help it. I kept listening, and after a few words, I slipped away."

"Uncle!"I went on to say,"Why don't you change it, change it to a paragraph, a joke, something like fighting, or joking, that's fine!"

"Okay, now that we’re in Lingjiahezi, I’d better stop singing!"Unexpectedly, Uncle Zhao said, when he saw it, he arrived at Lingjiahezi in the neighboring village. After passing this village, he crossed another river and reached his home. After entering the village, the tractor slowed down, and the streets were full of children running around and playing.

"Hey, we’re finally home!"Ling Liping let me go and held the crossbar again.

"Hi, so fast!"I couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong, you haven't had enough, hehe."Ling Liping raised her hand and hit me on the shoulder. She smiled and finally saw her smile again. Previously, she always had a sad face along the way, as if she had been wronged a lot.

""Well," I took the opportunity to put my arms around her waist and said,"Don't tell me, I really haven't had enough!""

"Hee hee hee......"She lay on the crossbar, lowered her head, smiled for a while, and whispered to me,"You, you, are just a bitch! Hahaha......"He said and laughed again

"What are you laughing at? Liping."Uncle Zhao turned his head and asked

"I'm so happy to be home!"Ling Liping responded, and then made a face at me. She rarely does this to me, and she was indeed very happy to get home.

While they were joking, the tractor began to cross the river. Because it was crossing the river, the tractor shook violently. Ling Liping this time He no longer hugged me, but squatted down directly while holding on to the baffle of the tow truck. Seeing this, I also squatted down. I didn’t want the tow truck to shake violently and knock us down, so we sat down. , I was so panicked that I might as well stand firm.

After the tractor crossed the river, as soon as I jumped onto the embankment, I pulled Ling Liping up. Unexpectedly, she failed to stand still and stopped to hug me again. This scene happened to be caught by Zhao My uncle and several fellow villagers who were busy in the vegetable field on the river bank saw it. Ling Liping was so ashamed that she quickly pushed me away and buried her head in holding on to the crossbar.