1987 My Era

Chapter 20, Time

About twenty minutes later.

Zhang Zhiyong found Li Heng and complained as soon as they met: "Damn it! Why did you run away to see me? Am I so ugly?

I just had shit stuck in my asshole, I want you to help me collect the fare."

Li Heng interrupted him and asked with concern: "No one evaded the ticket, right?"

"Hey! How is that possible? A few old ladies ran away shamelessly. We are all acquaintances. I didn't tear our relations apart and just pretended I didn't see anything." Zhang Zhiyong gritted his teeth, his teeth itching with hatred.

The countryside has always been a place where people have mixed qualities, so it is not uncommon for such things to happen. Li Heng was too lazy to comfort him, so he took out a handful of bills from his pocket and stuffed them into Zhang Zhiyong's hand:
"I'll return the remaining money to you if you haven't used up all the things you sent."

Zhang Zhiyong didn't even look at the money. He stuffed it into his pocket and pushed him to the left with both hands, excitedly saying, "Let's go to Chunjie's noodle shop to eat noodles. Let me tell you, the lady boss is so sexy. No problem! As soon as she sees me, I get erected."

Li Heng laughed and teased: "Chili pepper? How big have you seen that thing? But you know what, it looks a lot like you."

Zhang Zhiyong was not ashamed, but proud of it. He said sarcastically: "Although the pepper is small, it can burn her for a whole day."

Damn it, this is your stepmother. If you say that to her, be careful or your old man will whip you, Li Heng complained in his heart but did not reveal the truth.

Sister Chun is a widow. Her husband died of pneumonia in his early 20s.

Originally, if this disease happened in later generations, it would not be considered a serious illness and could be cured in ten days by staying in the hospital and getting injections.

But in the 70s, many families could not even get enough food to eat, so where would they get the money to treat the disease? Besides, even if they scraped together some money, where would they get the medicine?

It is said that two groups of people were sent out to seek medicine, one group went to the provincial capital Changshi, and the other group went to neighboring Wuhan. It took tremendous effort and sweet words to get back four injections of penicillin. The patient was kept alive for three months, but eventually died due to lack of medicine.

Although Chunjie's noodle shop is newly opened, its business is extremely good. The shop is packed with people, including children and women, but most of them are men.

The proprietress was the same as I had imagined. Most people would have about 100 grams of flesh on their chest, but this lady weighed at least 1 kilogram. Her figure was super explosive. No wonder she could make Zhang Zhiyong, such a fool, so crazy about her.

"Madam boss, give me two bowls of noodles, and make them spicy." Li Heng greeted everyone like this as he entered the door, and then looked for an empty seat.

Zhang Zhiyong added: "Put more mountain pepper oil, love it."

As his father's mistress, Chun Jie naturally knew Zhang Zhiyong. Not only could she become a fan quickly and without having to queue, but the portions for both of them were also more generous than those for others.

The noodles came up, and when the proprietress walked away, Zhang Zhiyong drooled and laughed, saying narcissistically:

"Brother, help me analyze this. Why do we have more fans than others for the same price? Is the boss lady interested in me?"

Li Heng had just taken a bite with chopsticks when he heard this and almost burst out laughing. After a while, he spoke tactfully: "She knows your father, either she did it for your father's sake, or her hands are shaking and she's been playing too much.

"Stop making a fool of yourself. It is said that widows are prone to gossip. Can she be as good as your neighbor's sister?"

When Zhang Zhiyong mentioned the neighbor sister who had stolen his underwear, he immediately shifted his focus and cried out in injustice with a sad face: "After graduating from technical secondary school, Sister Qiqi was assigned to work in Hengyang. She didn't even come back for the New Year last year. I don't know how she is doing?"

Li Heng glanced at her sideways, ate three mouthfuls of noodles in a row and asked, "She's several years older than you, why are you still thinking about her?"

"A woman who is three years older than you is a treasure. The older the better. I like women who are older than me. Besides, I have spent so much energy on her, how can I just forget about her?" As Zhang Zhiyong was speaking, he suddenly remembered the dirty things he had done in the past and he lost confidence.

Li Heng wanted to laugh when he heard the word “energy”, but he didn’t point it out and urged, “Eat quickly and go back after you finish eating. My second sister has to go to school this afternoon.”

"Hey! The name has changed. Today she's the second sister? You don't call her "evil woman" anymore?"

Zhang Zhiyong's expression was very exaggerated, as if he had just met him, looking around like a curious baby. It was no wonder that he felt so awkward, because Li Heng had never had a good impression of Li Lan in the past.

Because Zhang Zhiyong had been playing behind him since he was a kid, the two of them were always beaten together, and each time they were beaten badly. Not only were his buttocks bruised, but his arms were often swollen. It was such a psychological trauma, it was simply a demon.

The matter of rebirth cannot be explained clearly, and he will not explain it to anyone. Li Heng said ambiguously:
"Let alone other things, just because she stood up for me and beat up Aunt Fatty, I have to give her a thumbs up."

"That's right, a role model for us!" Zhang Zhiyong witnessed with his own eyes the incident of Li Lan chasing after Aunt Fat with a sickle, and he was filled with admiration.

After eating the noodles, Zhang Zhiyong did not dare to delay as he had to hurry to earn a living. He took his brothers and drove a hand tractor into the village.

Halfway through the journey, Li Heng saw a happy scene. The father and son who had splashed him with yellow mud in the morning fell into a paddy field because the road was slippery. The fat boy was sitting in the field crying loudly, and the bicycle seemed to be seriously deformed and could not be ridden.

The fat boy glanced at Li Heng, and Li Heng gave him a "polite" smile, grinning. The boy was so angry that he didn't care about crying and grabbed a handful of mud and threw it at the car.

Wild! So fucking wild!

The mud didn't hit Li Heng, but fell into the back of the truck, which immediately made all the aunties laugh and swear. They returned to Shangwan Village in a very good atmosphere.

When I entered the house, my second sister had already packed her things and was preparing to leave.

Seeing her brother who had changed so much, Li Lan lost her indifference for the first time in her life and said to him, "The college entrance examination will be held in half a year. You have to work hard and get into a good university.

In the future, I must marry a wife who is better than Chen Zijin, so that I can show these fools in the village what it means to be successful. "

Li Heng looked at her eagerly and helped her with the luggage.

When they were almost at the door, Li Lan suddenly turned back and said inexplicably, "It's best not to date Yang Yingwen."

Li Heng was surprised, "Did Yang Yingwen provoke you?"

Li Lan replied coolly, "She dares!"

Then she added: "Yang Yingwen is not pretty enough to overwhelm Chen Zijin."

Li Heng: “.”

As expected of our second sister, she is extremely strong-willed and cannot tolerate any loss.

The second sister left and never looked back after she stepped out of the door.

The street scoundrel Zhang Zhiyong was as obedient as a little turtle in front of her. He drove her to the town in a very honest manner and did not dare to make a sound during the whole journey.

After watching Li Lan get on the bus, Zhang Zhiyong turned around and asked Li Heng, "When are we going back to school? Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

Li Heng casually asked, "Did Yang Yingwen ask you?"

Zhang Zhiyong said dissatisfiedly: "How is that possible? Hey, he won't go with us, what's the point of asking?"

Li Heng thought about it for a while and replied, "The day after tomorrow. I'll bring back some firewood for my family tomorrow."

"What firewood do you need? Go chop down some trees. I'll come to help you tomorrow." Zhang Zhiyong said righteously.

"That's fine. Trees are more resistant to burning."

(End of this chapter)