Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter five hundred and ninety-three, the mahjong table on the train(1/2)

Nan Yi and Chen Lu were chatting together. Chen Lu was just a high school student who had never seen the world. The questions asked were quite naive. As the chat time became longer, Nan Yi unconsciously took on the role of "dad", and the place where the two chatted was also turned into the guardrail of the corridor.

"I am the Minister of Literature and Arts in the school. I will participate in any literary and art activities in the school."

Chen Lu said, looking at Nan Yi with watery eyes, full of expectations, as if saying "Dad praises me."

After chatting with Chen Lu, Nan Yi and Chen Lu vaguely felt that she was a "cross-generation socialist".

Some people like to follow the butt of older children since childhood and do not like to play with their peers. They may gradually play with their peers as they grow older; they may also maintain cross-generational social interactions, and their circle of friends will be filled with people who are older than themselves.

However, Nan Yi was not sure. It was possible that Chen Lu simply regarded him as a "person from the outside world". He was seventeen or eighteen years old and was the age of yearning for the outside world.

"So amazing." Nan Yi praised and said, "Then are you good at singing or dancing?"

"Everything is OK, but I dance better than singing. I often go on stage, and I can dance a lot of dances... The best one to dance is "Laundry Song".

"I haven't seen "Laundry Song" for several years. I have the chance to watch you dance."

"You give me accompaniment, I'll dance to show you." Chen Lu said eagerly.

“Is it appropriate here?”

"It's okay, I used to jump here."

"Okay, give me a beat."

"Well, wait." Chen Lu said, lifting her chest, leaning forward, cushioning her toes, and posing in her hands, "123, go, the warm sun..."

Nan Yi followed Chen Lu's beat and sang down, "Signing to the snow-capped mountains, the Yarlung Zangbo River water shining golden, golden light, and flowers blooming on both sides of the road..."

As the human accompaniment player made a noise, Chen Lu put one hand in his heart and the other hand in his pulling his whole body, swaying left and right, lifting and putting his feet, taking rhythmic steps, step by step, turning with the Nanyi as the center. After a few steps, Chen Lu could rotate beautifully.

"Galayang Zhuoruruoni, Gesang Meidosan...come to our hometown, come to our hometown."

After singing here, Nan Yi stopped abruptly, and then went down to the interactive performance part, either he joined in or stopped here.

Nan Yi stopped, and Chen Lu stopped with unfulfilled feelings.

"Did I dance well?"

"It's good to watch, and you can go to the Spring Festival Gala."

"Gee!"

Chen Lu covered her mouth and laughed happily. The laughter was so sweet that she attracted Chen Yuzhang.

"Manager Nan, I can get off work, let's go back to my house now."

The accountant who followed the transfer has returned, and the transaction has been completed successfully. There is still a little hope to go down. Chen Yuzhang is in a good mood.

"good."

Nan Yi was not worried about being rude to go to the Chen family empty-handed. His travel bag not only contained cigarettes and alcohol, but also a little gadget.

I didn't see Chen Yuzhang smoke, so I won't take it out later. Although I didn't see him drink alcohol, there are not many men who don't drink alcohol at the moment, so I can drink as much as I have. Besides, if the deputy director of the supply and marketing department doesn't know how to drink alcohol, how can he do his work?

Although the signs of eating and drinking have not emerged, many units do not have the saying "hospital expenses". People in the supply and marketing department can only reimburse normal travel expenses when they go out for business, and they do not recognize anything else, but this does not mean that their stomachs do not need to be prepared at all times.

There are only two states for the supply and marketing department: one is drinking and the other is preparing to drink.

When I arrived at the Chen family, Nan Yi was introduced, greetings, chatting and waiting for the meal. He was invited to give up a fake refusal and started eating...

Chen's mother and Chen Lu ate very quickly, and the battle was resolved in just a few minutes. They took away their bowls and chopsticks, and gave the dining table and even the living room to the head of the family and Nanyi, the guest.

At this time, there was a not-so-good rule [mainly in the countryside]. When guests come to their homes, women and children cannot serve them on the table. If the kitchen and living room are isolated, they can go to the kitchen to eat. If not, they have to wait for the guests to finish eating before eating secretly.

Is this feudal idea?

Is this machismo?

No, this is poor.

When the guests come, the hostess will always try to prepare some good dishes. Except for the dishes that children cannot see at the dinner table during the holidays.

Children don’t see meat and fish a few times a year, and they don’t have much oil and water in their stomachs. They cannot be required to be a young child. If they are on the table, it is very likely that the guests will enter the child’s stomach without moving their chopsticks. This is so rude to the owner.

Therefore, children are not allowed to go to the table, and the hostess has to be responsible for watching the child, so they cannot go to the table. Over time, this has become a rule that deviates from its original intention of appearance.

Nan Yi and Chen Yuzhang are just ordinary friends. Even if they are drunk, they cannot take their privacy as a topic. They can only test each topic and ultimately lock in football.

Then……

"What's the matter? I almost threw the TV that day. I've been waiting for four years. I've been waiting for it for four years. They've been stinky feet, stinky feet... Xiangwu team is not something, so they can't let the water go? As long as you play the right track, you can qualify. Four years, you have to wait for the next four years." Chen Yuzhang said with heartache.

"I was in Gongshi that day. I told you that I rushed to the side of the court with my wine bottle. If it weren't for being held down by the security guard, I would have opened a scoop on the forehead of Zeng."

"What a pity, it's a pity. It's time to open the ball for him. Before the game, I think I can at least beat the Xiangwu team three goals, alas!" Chen Yuzhang sipped his wine and said, "You said, can we rush in the next session?"

"Yes, sure!"

Nan Yi sent a lie with kindness.

"Yes, yes, sure." Chen Yuzhang was excited, pointed to a pot of black stuff on the dining table and said, "Manager Nan, eat it. This was brought by my friend from the beach. It seems quite expensive."

"It's not cheap. Sea cucumbers are good things. I'm still young and don't need them. Section Chief Chen, you eat two of them yourself." Nan Yiqian gave in.

"Okay, I'll eat..."

The two of them didn't drink their wine for too long. As soon as eight o'clock, Nan Yi offered to say goodbye.

Hearing the movement, Chen's mother came out of the bedroom and said a polite remark with standard answers to Nan Yi. She ordered Chen Lu to take Nan Yi downstairs, leaving her to take care of Chen Yuzhang.

"Brother Nanyi, when will you leave?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Will you come again?"

The lights were broken, and there were only soft moonlight in the corridor, the figures were turbid and the faces were even more hazy.

"It should."

"Can I write to you?"

Chen Lu's deer jumped around.

"Do you have a pen pal?" Nan Yi asked replies without answering.

"No."

"Neither do I, then let's be each other's first pen pals?"

"Okay." Gu Chan

"Then where should I send my letter?"

"School, no, no, I'd better send it to my house, my address..."

"Needless to say, I already know. My address is No. 88, Yannanyuan, Beijing, with a postal number of 100,000. If I update the address in the future, I will tell you in the letter."

"Well, I will tell you in the letter."

"Okay, it's time for you to go up." Walking to the stairs downstairs, Nan Yi stopped and said to Chen Lu, "Student Chen Lu, study hard and improve every day."

"Hehe, Brother Nanyi, work hard."

“See you goodbye.”

"goodbye!"

After a good night's sleep, Nan Yi seized the time to go to a few more places and strolled Guangxin Economic Point. When he got on the train, he didn't even get into a hard sleeper and only had a hard seat.

Nanyi was riding a Red Flag train, and it was also a train entering Beijing. The hardware was traction with internal diesel locomotives, so the noise was not that big; the software service was particularly good, and less than an hour after getting on the train, Nanyi had already seen the conductor sewing buttons for two passengers.

In June, the weather has become stuffy, especially in the relatively closed and relatively heat-sourced hard sleeper cars. From time to time, broadcasts from broadcasters calling for doctors are heard.

Heat stroke was a serious illness that cannot be ignored in the early 1980s.

The reason is related to the distribution of land to households. In the past, when the brigade was still in the brigade, the members went to see a doctor and could not pay the money themselves. The brigade had the obligation to give it a brigade first, and the famine would be slowly deducted from the work points. For the members, there was such a place where they could borrow life-saving money at any time.

The brigade changed the village and all the ones that should be divided were divided. The village had no money and seemed to have no obligation to pay the medical expenses for the villagers. The farmers who were not well-off entered a period when they were minor illnesses, moderate illnesses were supported, and serious illnesses were based on the weather.

If you have some physical problems, you will use various methods to deal with them. If you are lucky, the methods will work. If you are cured and have bad luck, your body will have hidden diseases. When the sun is sunny, heat exhaustion and heat cramps, and the person will pass directly.

In this case, the city will be much better. No matter how the family is, if you want to survive in the city, you will always have some living money. In addition, there are not many local solutions in the city. You can't stand it and you have to go to the hospital.

As for how big a famine occurs after seeing a doctor, it is still a matter of the future.

Therefore, the conductors at this time attach great importance to the heat stroke of passengers. Passengers who often take business trips can also experience various treatment methods on the train, including local methods, acupuncture, bloodletting, qigong therapy, and Zhu Youke.

Nan Yi looked at a heatstroke patient not far from him and was held back by someone's heart, and was fed a bowl of talisman water and woke up slowly. There were obvious signs of improvement. He couldn't figure out whether the patient had been with him or was saved by Qigong or talisman.

He didn't understand medicine, nor did he understand qigong and talismans, so he could only watch the fun as a melon-eating crowd.

Suddenly, Nan Yi's eyes turned black. A 39-year-old woman with a folding board on her back walked up to him and stood there, "Comrade, can you play mahjong?"

"I don't gamble." Nan Yi shook his head.

When the woman heard what Nan Yi said, she said, "If you don't make money, you have nothing to do on the train, and you will kill time."

"Is there a match?"

"Yes, yes, I'll call."

When the woman heard that there was a door, she nodded and turned around to call someone.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage