Fragrant spring

Fragrant Spring - 359 roadside shop

After eating and drinking enough, Lao Zhao remembered that He Bingchang was still waiting outside, and quickly said to Chen Ming: "You guys have something to say, if you don't have anything to say, we will talk about it next time, Lao He is still waiting outside."

The words can't be finished in a lifetime, how can this short one or two hours be enough.But this is not home, this is a labor camp, and Chen Ming is a person who has lost his freedom.Even though he was very reluctant, he had no choice but to pretend to be open-minded and said: "No more, what can I talk to you girls about?"

Unprecedented, Old Zhao handed a cigarette to Chen Ming, pointed to Qiaofen and said, "Then send your wife to the door. Next time your wife comes, remember to help us make lunch."

The cadres laughed, and some joked, "Tell your wife to visit you often, and we will have a good time."

Chen Ming nodded and bowed, flatteringly said: "I must, I must ask her to cook when I come." After Chen Ming finished speaking, he walked out of the kitchen door, and went out together with Qiaofen who was waiting at the door.

Perhaps it was because Chen Ming couldn't make a dull fart with three sticks, and Lao Zhao didn't take care of him at all, and didn't escort him from here to the Qianmen building.Chen Ming foolishly walked in front without saying a word, just took two or three steps and looked back at Qiaofen.

Seeing her husband's foolishness, Qiaofen blushed and took his hand.The road is not far, less than 1 minute to the yard of the Qianmen building.Qiaofen still didn't let go of Chen Ming's hand, and they were about to say goodbye, and if she could hold Chen Ming's hand for an extra second, it would be a second.Qiaofen is not afraid that He Bingchang will see it, anyway, it is a husband and wife, and it is human nature to shake hands after not seeing each other for so long.Maybe it was too hot, maybe it was too nervous, the palms of the two were sweating very quickly.

He Bingchang, who was under the shade of the tree, saw Qiaofen and Chen Ming coming out, threw away the half-smoked cigarettes in his hand, stepped on the motorcycle, and said impatiently, "Why is it taking so long?"

Chen Ming looked at the place where He Bingchang squatted just now, there were already several cigarette butts lying there, he must have been waiting for a long time.Chen Ming hurriedly shouted: "I asked her to help the cadre cook a little. I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting."

With Chen Ming's humble language, how could He Bingchang have the nerve to lose his temper, so he could only say: "It's okay, you go back quickly, I have some business to do later, otherwise I wouldn't be in such a hurry." When Qiaofen held Chen Ming's hand, jealousy arose in her heart.He didn't wait long at all, the cigarette butts on the ground were smoked by him, Lao Zhao and those comrades in arms.During the time when Qiaofen went in to see Chen Ming, he gave them the dried bamboo shoots Qiaofen brought.Of course, a few people accepted it politely, and they accepted the gift to speak for others, and a few people just chatted under the cool shade of the tree.Gossip also has meaning, they remember Chen Ming in the gossip.

If the guard wasn't there, He Bingchang was the guard. He didn't dare not listen to what he said, so Chen Ming had no choice but to break away from Qiaofen's hand and said, "Then I'll go in."

Seeing her husband's back going away and disappearing at the corner of the wall, Qiaofen was reluctant to look away for a long time.He Bingchang urged her several times before she got on the seat of the motorcycle lonely.

He Bingchang started his motorcycle, and the car roared out of the detention center.Qiaofen stared at the lacquered iron sheet on the truck in a daze, so that He Bingchang asked her several times, but she didn't hear him.

He Bingchang originally asked Qiaofen where he was going for lunch, but seeing that Qiaofen didn't answer him, he stopped asking and drove directly to the intersection.Several villagers were already waiting for the bus at the intersection. When they saw Qiaofen sitting on He Bingchang's motorcycle, they were extremely envious. They gathered around and asked questions.The content of the question is nothing more than when Chen Ming can be released, whether Chen Ming is fat or thin, and what to do inside.

Seeing so many people surrounding him, He Bingchang didn't bother to pay attention to them, so he stopped the car and got out of the car and walked towards a newly opened snack bar nearby.In the past two years, small shops like this have sprung up everywhere in small counties.Deng Xiaoping, the great chief architect of reform and opening up, said that some people should get rich first.Those who got rich first are already very rich, and those who have not yet become rich are not to be outdone, and they are thinking of various ways to make money. They are no longer afraid of being cut off from the tail of capitalism, those who resell small commodities resell small commodities, and those who open snack bars Open a snack bar.

He Bingchang fanned his face with his hands, walked into the snack bar called Mangu, and said to a woman standing in front of the stove, "Give me two bowls of snail noodles, one big and one small." Bowl." He Bingchang wanted to invite Qiaofen to have lunch, after eating rice noodles with Qiaofen last time, He Bingchang found that this thin woman could eat better than himself, so he ordered a big bowl for her.

The woman standing in front of the stove may be called Man Gu, and she looks pretty. She looked at He Bingchang's sweaty head, and at his yellow skin, and said politely: "Come as soon as you come, first go to the back." Ya Zuo went to blow the fan."

He Bingchang wanted to laugh a little, for such a small shed covered with asbestos tiles actually had private seats.He Bingchang originally wanted to order snail noodles, so he walked out of the shop to enjoy the shade under the shade of a tree by the side of the road, and when the proprietress was ready to cook, he called Qiaofen over to eat together.Now unable to withstand the temptation of the private room and the fan, I walked into the private room.

The so-called private room is a small room separated by wooden boards that can accommodate a round table.It's just that it's much cleaner here than outside, and there's a whirring ceiling fan overhead.There was already a person in the private room, neatly dressed, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking refined.He Bingchang felt a little familiar, and took a closer look. Isn't this the super-born household in Muwa Village?When meeting He Bingchang face-to-face, people always greet him first, but today He Bingchang lowered his posture and greeted him first.He said with a smile on his face: "Wan Qiang, ah, no, Qiang...qiang...."

"Shaoqiang." Seeing that He Bingchang couldn't say his name for a long time, Shaoqiang said it for him.Shaoqiang didn't have a good impression of He Bingchang. When the township cadres came to surround his home and wanted to arrest the couple for sterilization, He Bingchang was among them.And when Guiqin was forcibly pulled to the side of the jeep and refused to go in for life and death, it was this He Bingchang who kicked Guiqin's ass and kicked her into the car door.

He Bingchang was like meeting an old classmate he hadn't seen for many years on the street. He patted his forehead, nodded and said, "Yes, yes, less strong, less strong. You see, my memory is really bad. Where do you get rich?" He Bingchang took out Jiatianxia brand cigarettes from the police uniform pocket as he spoke, and handed one to Shaoqiang.

Shaoqiang is now drawing Sanjie Liu, and Sanjie Liu is [-] cents a pack more expensive than Jia Tianxia, ​​Shaoqiang immediately feels very proud.I thought proudly in my heart, so what about the director, the director is not as good as the cigarettes my parents smoke.But Shaoqiang still took the cigarette, and he didn't smoke for nothing.

(The story of the little people in Muwa Village, continue!!!)