Zheng Tong pushed a Suzuki scooter in with a squeaking sound. The couple exchanged shots with each other. Zheng Tong finally pushed the scooter over the steps, and then leaned the wooden board on the steps behind the door.
Zheng Tong took a deep breath and said: "This motorcycle is comfortable to ride, but it is very difficult to push it home. It takes a lot of effort."
Jiang Hua looked at him and asked: "Do you think you can do this? You can smooth the middle part of your steps with cement to make a slope, and then make the threshold movable and removable. If you have better skills, maybe you can
You can drive in directly.”
Zheng Tong stared at the steps in a daze, and Jiang Biyun also stood at the door thinking. After a while, Jiang Biyun reached out and grabbed Zheng Tong's ears.
"Why didn't you think of this method earlier? Every time you don't come back, I have to push the cart home. Do you know how hard it is?"
Zheng Tong ignored the pain in his ears and scratched his hair: "What, I'm not, I probably, hey, by the way, I just want to preserve the integrity of our courtyard house and strive to ensure the original antique flavor."
Jiang Biyun said angrily: "You just don't use your brain, and now you are still trying to make up lies to lie to me. After all, I graduated from Beijing Normal University. Do you think I am a fool?"
"Let go, let go." Zheng Tong grabbed Jiang Biyun's hand and said, "Jiang Biyun, we have something to say first. You have to save some face for me in front of outsiders."
Jiang Biyun said without hesitation: "Jiang Hua is not an outsider, he is your brother. Don't you yourself often talk about my brother Jiang Hua?"
Zheng Tong helplessly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I'll find someone to do it today, okay?"
Jiang Hua asked with a smile: "It's winter, and there are snowflakes from time to time. What do you think when you ask a mason to apply cement for you?"
"That's right, it doesn't use any brains at all." Jiang Biyun added more energy: "The weather is getting warmer, please do it for me immediately. Before it is done, my car will be parked directly outside. You can give it to me when you get home.
Push in."
"Okay, okay." Zheng Tong agreed hurriedly. Jiang Biyun then let go of his hand. Zheng Tong rubbed his already red ears and complained: "Jiang Biyun, although Jiang Hua is not an outsider, you can at least save some face for me.
If my grandson sees it and doesn’t spread it around, my whole life’s reputation will be in vain.”
Jiang Biyun retorted unceremoniously: "You are so wise, pick the leeks quickly."
Jiang Hua stood aside with his hands folded and laughed. Jiang Biyun said rudely: "You are so happy and gloating about misfortune, why don't you choose the food for me?"
"Hey, I didn't mess with you. Your firepower is fully deployed today, covering all directions."
Jiang Biyun walked towards the kitchen and said: "You haven't messed with me yet. What did you say when you came to our house at the end of last year to get me a large imported color TV? As for the color TV, I have been looking forward to it for a year, and there is not even a shadow.
see."
Jiang Hua slapped his head: "Hey, you really blame me for this. At the end of this year, I have been so busy that I forgot about you."
"Then let's choose the food."
"I don't mind." Jiang Hua shook his head: "I really don't choose this dish today. Zheng Tong asked where to buy imported large color TVs."
Zheng Tong squatted under the porch to choose vegetables, tilted his head and thought for a while: "There are some places like Wangfujing, but the supply is very tight. If you want to buy it, you will probably have to ask the internal staff for help. I have been wanting to buy a large color TV this year, but I always can't rush it.
trip."
“Are they sold if they are not available elsewhere?”
Zheng Tong thought about it: "There should be some in the Friendship Store, but you have to use foreign exchange coupons. Foreign exchange is so tight now. I can't even exchange it, and I won't be able to part with it on the black market."
"Okay." Jiang Hua waved to Zheng Tong: "Give me your motorcycle key."
Zheng Tong asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"
"I'll buy a color TV for your family. I'll come back as soon as I go home."
Zheng Tong said happily: "Hey, there's another good thing. You really want to go to the Friendship Store. Do you have foreign exchange?"
Jiang Hua patted his pockets: "Where did I come back from? Xiangjiang, where foreign exchange is free, and I often travel to European and American countries on business, how could I not prepare some foreign exchange?"
Zheng Tong slipped into the house to get the key. When he came out, he said happily: "This is a good thing. What an unexpected surprise. Today's dumpling meal is not in vain. It can be replaced with a big color TV."
Zheng Tong helped Jiang Hua open the door of the motorcycle cart and insert the key. Zheng Tong asked worriedly: "No, can you ride a motorcycle?"
"Are you kidding me, veteran driver?"
Jiang Hua had never ridden a motorcycle in his life, but he had ridden one for several years in his previous life, and he did not put down his skills until he changed his car.
The engine was on fire immediately, and he skillfully put the gear into gear and stepped on the accelerator. Seeing his skillful appearance, Zheng Tong finally let him ride away with confidence.
Jiang Biyun stood at the gate and said in surprise: "Are you really going to buy it? I was just kidding. A big color TV costs a lot of money. He is willing to give it away, but I am embarrassed to accept it. I have already taken advantage of him."
Zheng Tong said with a smile: "This is the situation among men in the capital."
"Then why don't you hurry up and pick the vegetables? They've given you a big color TV set, so you're not allowed to let them eat the ready-made ones."
"Yes, we have to work hard. There is no other way. Who makes us incapable?"
Jiang Hua hurried to the Friendship Store, but unexpectedly he was stopped outside. Only then did Jiang Hua know that only foreigners are allowed to enter the Friendship Store. Isn't this a waste of time?
Fortunately, Jiang Hua is no longer the young boy he once was. He has friends all over the world. Just when he was scratching his head in a hurry, he saw an old acquaintance.
Jiang Hua shouted: "Master."
The old acquaintance turned around, smiled happily, said a few words to the foreigners around him, and went straight to Jianghua.
The person who came was Wang Cheng. When we were in diplomacy, Wang Cheng and he were both mentors and friends. In the whole office, Wang Cheng was the most familiar with him.
Wang Chen looked Jiang Hua up and down: "Good guy, I've been away for three days, and I'm so impressed by the suit I'm wearing - it's hugo - the boss."
Jiang Hua smiled and said, "Why, now you know the truth?"
Wang Cheng said with emotion: "No wonder when I was in Hans Country, I said that I couldn't even afford a hat no matter how much subsidies I had. It turned out to be a famous brand and a luxury item."
Jiang Hua said jokingly: "Does the Friendship Store have hugo boss? If so, I will give you a set."
Wang Cheng slapped Jiang Hua and said, "Fuck you, I don't want it. You want me to make a mistake."
"Don't I want to thank my master?" Jiang Hua said with a smile: "You were my master back then. Thank you for your teaching. It's okay to give you a suit."
"No, our proletarian bodies can't bear the luxury goods of the bourgeoisie."