Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 156
He Ping bid farewell to Liu Aixia and left the department store when the members of the team had just arrived.

"He Ping, what did you buy?"

Facing everyone's questions, He Ping was a little embarrassed, and he tossed people over to buy a bicycle but failed to buy it.

"I originally wanted to buy a few bicycles for the venue, but I didn't expect that it would be difficult to get tickets at the end of the year. I asked someone to help me, and I can't wait until I get the tickets later."

Everyone felt a little regretful after hearing this, "It's a pity, it would be so cool to ride five bicycles!"

"It's okay, we'll talk about it later when we get tickets."

"This year, there are a lot of dividends. I also want to buy a bicycle. I didn't expect it to be so difficult to get a ticket for a foreign bicycle."

"You kid, just burn your bags. You just got some money and don't want to save money to marry a wife, so you want to buy a car."

"What do you know, it's easier to find a wife if you have a foreign car."

The members of the commune didn't know where the building was going without talking for a few words. He Ping sometimes admired these men, and the kung fu of playing tricks was more slippery than the other.

The crowd walked back in a donkey cart, and He Ping followed them on a bicycle, and it took more than an hour to return to Hantun.

Everyone got off the donkey cart and went back to the chicken farm. He Ping planned to go home and make lunch.

"He Ping." Han Zhaokun's voice came from behind.

"Brother Zhaokun, what's the matter?"

Han Zhaokun put the whip on the car and got out of the car.

"There were too many people just now and I didn't have the nerve to talk. Why don't I ask my elder brother about this?"

He Ping was a little surprised that Han Zhaokun offered to help, and even more curious was that Han Zhaokun proposed to ask his elder brother Han Zhaoqian for help.

"Looking for Big Brother Zhaoqian?" To be honest, He Ping was a little hesitant. He had only heard of Han Zhaoqian by name and never seen him since time travel. In the past two years, he had never seen Han Zhaogan return to Hantun for the New Year, and he hadn't even seen him face to face. It's not good to just open your mouth and ask someone for help.

Seeing He Ping's hesitation, Han Zhaokun explained to him: "My eldest brother has rarely gone home since he was promoted. He always waits for the people under his command to go home to visit relatives first. This is what my father told him. They are in the army. These things are much more convenient than our place.”

He Ping asked: "This is too much trouble for Brother Zhaogan, right? It's not a big deal. It's okay to wait on the chicken farm."

"Don't I tell you, it's much easier for their army to do these things than ours, and it's not a violation of discipline. It's just helping fellow villagers, and you should pay as much as you want. If it is really a violation of discipline, I will I dare not tell you, my dad hasn't taken off his legs yet?"

After hearing Han Zhaokun's words, He Ping felt a little relieved. Of course it would be best to ask someone for help, "Then I'll go talk to the old captain?"

Han Zhaokun said: "Let me go and talk to my dad, let him send a telegram or make a phone call to my elder brother, so quickly."

Seeing that Han Zhaokun took the initiative to take the matter over, He Ping was also happy for his help, "Thank you so much Brother Zhaokun."

"It's okay, it's okay." Han Zhaokun said with a smile, "By the way, when you talk to my dad, you say you want six bicycles."

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He Pingxin said, no wonder he offered to help so much today, he wanted to keep a car for himself by the way, this kid is really a good material for doing business.However, this incident did not cause any loss to He Ping, and it killed two birds with one stone.

"Success, then I will entrust this matter to you."

"No problem, just leave it to me and you can rest assured."

"In the first month, don't shave your head, and shave your head to death uncle in the first month." This is a folk song that has been spread in the vast black land. If there is a textual research, it should have been spread after the Qing army entered the pass.

In the twelfth lunar month of this year, the barber was a few days earlier than in the past, and old man Wen, the barber, carried his shaving pick into Hantun.

New Year's Eve, everything starts from scratch.It can be said that shaving your head is a must before the Chinese New Year. Shaving your head is different from killing pigs, and there is nothing exciting to watch, so old man Wen was very quiet when he entered the village, and put the pick at the gate of the brigade.

The barber walks through the streets and alleys. After the old man stood still, he rang the horn in his hand. His horn was in the shape of an iron fork. When an iron rod passed through the middle of the fork, the fork would appear. The resonant sound makes a long and pleasant sound, which is unique to the barber.Compared with mending pots and sharpening knives, old man Wen is undoubtedly full of style. First of all, this is the only one that beats the other two without selling.

After calling the head, old man Wen played with his tools in peace, and after a while, people in the team would word of mouth come over to take care of his business.

As the saying goes, one end of a shaving pick is hot, and the other end of Old Man Wen's pick is a rectangular stool for sitting on. There are drawers underneath for haircut tools.At the other end is a stove for boiling hot water for washing hair and face.

After a while, the old people in the team came to Old Man Wen's pick as if they had a heartbeat.

"Old Man Wen, why are you here so early this year?" an old man asked.

Old man Wen sharpened his razor in his hand, "You can't come early, I heard that you Hantun gave out money this year, and your family has paid out thousands of dollars. All the girls and boys have gone to the city to have their hair cut. I won't come here again." , I guess I can’t even have a mouthful of soup.”

The old people laughed when they heard the words, "Don't listen to the rumors outside, there are thousands of dollars, it's just a little more money than in previous years."

Old Man Wen smiled gently and said, "I didn't say that, it's widely spread outside."

"This group of people is really capable of raising rice seedlings. How much is it worth thousands of dollars? Has the person who sent the message ever seen money? How much is it?"

"That's right, you can really be silly, why don't you say that Han Tun now has lights and telephones upstairs and downstairs."

Although the old men in the team were not well educated, they still understood the simple truth of not revealing their wealth, and they denied what Old Man Wen said in unison.

Old man Wen pushed the first customer down on the ponytail, "Hey, I think it's coming soon. It's going crazy outside, saying that you went to the county credit union to withdraw several sacks of money."

No matter what old man Wen said, the old people just kept denying it.

Old Man Wen slowly combed his felted hair that had not been washed for more than ten days with his comb. He did not entangle the old people about this problem. No, head lice are very common, and fine-toothed grates work wonders against them.

After combing his hair, old man Wen began to sharpen his razor on the knife cloth.Swinging cloth is generally made of raw cowhide and canvas. Before each shave, swinging the razor back and forth on the swinging cloth can make the blade sharper.

The main job of the barbers these days is to shave their heads, and their side job is to spread all kinds of gossip. Old Man Wen shifted the topic to the surrounding brigades.

(End of this chapter)