In Changbai No. 3 Resort, sitting on a big square bed, Kui Niu has recovered from a certain amount of injuries and can transform into a human form.
Maybe it's because the older generation has more conservative ideas, so even though he can be transformed at will, Kui Niu still turned into an old grandfather.
He is not the burly and aggressive grandpa like Abe, but the warm and kind grandpa who seems to be weak.
Today's quota has been used up. Kui Niu sat on the hot kang, leaning against the quilt.
Wearing a very loose old-fashioned cotton coat and trousers, he would take a melon seed from the dustpan on the kang table from time to time. He was very leisurely, and he looked exactly like an old farmer taking leisure time in winter.
Next to the edge of the Kang, Mr. Huang San was sitting. He gave up his original position without any complaints.
During this period, Kui Niu and I were inseparable, busy with each other.
It's not that he is very filial, but mainly because he really doesn't trust others.
This Kuizu needs to change many of his inherent understandings. He really needs to reshape his worldview to adapt to the current world.
Just like ordinary people working in a resort.
In Kui Niu's heart, they are all servants and slaves, existences that can be eaten casually to relieve boredom.
Can't Mr. Huang just keep an eye on it?
These people have no food to eat. Who cleans the house, cooks and does laundry? Who dares to come to work here?
The most important thing is that the unit has not made a clear stance on Kui Niu.
Theoretically speaking, this wave of Changbaisan is still under the supervision of others.
What the regulations will be and what direction they will take in the future have not yet been decided.
This is definitely not to say that after resurrecting a Kui Niu, Changbai San and his gang can float away. That is absolutely unrealistic.
"Little Sanzi, someone seems to be here."
Um?
Is anyone coming?
Mr. Huang San was reminded by Kui Niu and felt it himself. Didn't he feel anything?
"Kuizu, who is coming?"
Kui Niu on the kang piled himself into a ball very lazily, reaching out to pick up the melon seeds slowly.
I don’t know if I am pretending to be weak or if I am born with this virtue.
"The old brat, well, to me.
You'd better go and greet me, don't be surprised if there are many people, it's good for you."
Well, that's true. Mr. Huang San has a clear mind.
Standing at the door of the house, I felt it was not polite.
When I walked to the door of the courtyard, I felt that I was not sincere enough.
So Mr. Huang San came to the highway entrance.
This wait lasts for one day and one night.
Mr. Huang San didn't wait for anyone.
Back at the resort, Kui Niu had just come out of the pool and was eating melon seeds leisurely.
"Kuizu, I've been waiting all day and night, when will you come?"
Kui Niu didn't think it was a big deal to make Mr. Huang wait, so he kept picking up the melon seeds in his hand.
"What did I say?"
Mr. Huang San tried his best to recall.
"Your original words were, let me go and greet you. Don't be surprised if there are many people, and be nice to me."
"anything else?"
"Also, for you, this is a little cub."
"Well, what else?"
What else?
Huang Santian fell into deep thought, is that all?
Suddenly I thought of the cause of this incident.
"By the way, you always said, someone seems to be coming."
Kui Niu gave Mr. Huang San a thumbs up in his mind for his good memory.
"Isn't this right?"
What’s right?
Mr. Huang San is trapped.
Why do you say it’s just as if someone is coming?
Isn't the key point lies in the word "like"?
It seems like someone is coming, or someone is not coming, both possibilities are correct?
Huang Santai stared at the edge of the kang, not daring to get angry, with a look of aggrievement on his face.
All day and night, I seem to have been riding on this.
Is this Kui Zu just free and entertaining himself?
Just when I wanted to leave for a while and calm down, I heard a loud roar outside the hospital.
"Kui Zu, Grandpa Kui Niu, you miss me so much."
Has anyone really come?
It's over. You've waited all day and night in vain. Go out and make amends.
Mr. Huang walked out of the house and saw a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, dressed in a neat Mao suit. He was supposed to be meticulous and classy.
At this time, regardless of the ice and snow on the ground and the cleanliness, he crawled in from the outside of the yard on his knees.
Using both hands and feet, he crawled anxiously and cried loudly with heart-wrenching shouts.
"Grandpa Kuiniu, little mosquito, I'm here to see you."
Is this the person Kui Niu mentioned?
Small mosquito?
Could it be that the main body is a mosquito?
Shouldn't it fly?
Mr. Huang San stood at the door, wondering what kind of big shot this person was. How could treating him with courtesy be good for him?
It's a pity that the visitor didn't even look at Mr. Huang San. He just climbed to the door of the house, looked at the people in the house and knelt there and started crying, beating his chest and digging into the ground.
This was like mourning, which really confused Mr. Huang San. He inadvertently looked outside the courtyard and saw a row of black cars, which caught his attention.
A high-end car doesn't have much, but it is blessed with runes, which makes it high-end.
The foreign license plate and the eye-catching unit logo.
Let me go, isn’t this the bus from Shi Huozhu’s unit?
Mr. Huang San has only seen a few small fish and shrimps for so long, and he comes to guide the work every Chinese New Year.
Is there a big shot coming this time?
Why so many cars?
Knowing his background and identity, Mr. Huang Santai looked at the crying people on the ground and felt strange in his heart.
Kuizu was right. He really should have gone to welcome him, but it was a pity that he missed it.
Seeing that he didn't get up or enter the house, Mr. Huang decided to be more attentive.
"You come into the house, Kui Zu is in the house."
It was a very polite sentence, but it seemed as if they didn't hear it. Not only did they not hear it, but they still didn't even look at Mr. Huang San.
After being ignored directly, Mr. Huang San was a little embarrassed.
In Changbai San, at this moment, I can be considered a talker.
It's so disrespectful. No matter what your background is, you're a bit domineering?
"Mistress, please bring him in."
Kui Niu's voice rang in the room, which relieved Huang San's embarrassment, and he quickly led the way and led people into the room.
Little Mosquito didn't even get up, and just crawled into the house on his knees. When he got to the edge of the big kang, he started kowtowing before he saw Kui Niu.
"The little mosquito is late. Grandpa Kui Niu, please forgive me. The little mosquito is late."
This etiquette is really tough, it's really embarrassing.
Blood was visible on his forehead after two blows, and the green bricks on the floor were shattered after three blows. Every time, like a pile driver, Mr. Huang felt the vibration of the ground.
Kui Niu kept watching silently without speaking, his eyes full of meaning.
Therefore, Mr. Huang San felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit solemn.
One of them is silent and the other is kowtowing. Is there any necessary process for this?
Hundreds of people kowtowed, and Kui Niu glanced at Mr. Huang San.
"Little Sanzi, have you relieved yourself?"
Where did this come from?
The big shot who has been supervising our Changbai Sanyi lineage is kowtowing to you now, is it to relieve my anger?
Do I have such a big temper?
So what does it mean when you once said, "Let me greet you and treat you with courtesy?"
Huang Tianye was confused and couldn't figure out which play Kui Niu was singing.
