Madman Bai picked up a horn of honey, broke it open, raised it above his head, tilted his neck and opened his mouth. The honey in the horn of honey flowed down into strands and fell into his mouth.
None of the 4 people in the room is normal.
"Huh, this croissant is definitely honey. If it had been sugar, it would have been frozen in such a cold weather. Why don't you kid eat it?"
Zhou Wenzhong ignored his words and watched Zhang Xiufang squatting on the stool, raising her neck, learning how to eat like Madman Bai.
"Comrade Zhang Xiufang, actually I have something in my heart that I haven't said to you, mainly because I am afraid that you will misunderstand me."
"Uh-huh..."
Zhang Xiufang took two sips of honey and said, "What are you embarrassed to say? Just say it."
"Hey, if you ask me to say it, then I will say it. In fact, when I entered the grain station on the first day, I was shocked the first time I saw you, because you look exactly the same as my sister who is far away in the Central Plains.
Later, I spoke rudely to you just to attract your attention. You also understand the truth of crushing someone to death under your tongue, so for the sake of your future, I must keep a distance from you, right?"
"Well~ go on, let's talk about something practical. My time is limited."
"Hey, as long as I can remember, my family's living conditions have been extremely difficult, uh... wu wu..."
Zhou Wenzhong rubbed his eyes with his sleeve and wiped away a few non-existent tears.
She choked with tears and said: "But... but my eldest sister is very kind to me. If there is anything delicious, she will let me eat it first. If there is anything delicious, she will always leave a mouthful for me. You tell me! That's it.
Sister, can I not repay her? If I don’t treat her well, am I still a human being?"
"Hey... go on, what else has your sister done that moved you?"
"It was still the old society at that time. In order to repay the landlord's land rent, my father had to borrow money from others. However, the evil and sinister landlord tricked my father into signing an agreement. If he could not repay the debt, he would use my sister to pay off the debt.
My sister always dreamed of buying two red-headed ropes to tie her hair into pigtails. My father also knew about it, but he had no money. If he had money, he had to buy food first. In the winter, I would climb trees to dig out bird eggs, hoping to get some harvest and sell them to the village peddlers.
, I bought a headband for my sister. It was snowing heavily in the winter. My sister opened her hands under the tree, for fear that I would fall off the tree accidentally. When I just reached into the bird's nest,..."
"That's almost it. How can there be bird eggs in the winter? It's just nonsense. I remember when you first came to work, you were 15 years old. It's 1960 now. Before liberation, you were only about 3 or 4 years old. Just you.
Still climbing a tree? It’s hard to climb a kang. Your father is Yang Bailao, right? Your sister is Xi’er, and she has to pay off the employer’s debt. Right? The north wind blows, and the snowflakes float. I’ve seen 10 of the movies “The White-Haired Girl”
So many times.”
Zhou Wenzhong smiled and said: "Don't pay attention to these details. My central idea is that you are like my sister. I just added a little bit of embellishment when describing the real situation. You are really smart and discerning. What's going on?
I can’t even hide it from you.”
"Haha~ I can see that you really want this fan, so I can't give it to you!"
"Okay, I'll tell you the truth, but you have to promise not to tell anyone else."
Before Zhang Xiufang could say yes, Ma Erbao and Bai Kuangyao, who were eating snacks, slowly stopped moving their hands. Do you have any melons to eat?
"Okay, I'll help you keep the secret."
"Actually, I am a premature baby."
"Huh……"
All three of them rolled their eyes.
"boom!"
Zhou Wenzhong banged the dining table hard to signal everyone not to interrupt him. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and lit it, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"When my mother was pregnant with me, we were actually twins. But because the living conditions were not very good, we had to eat one meal without another, and I died the moment I was born. This is a secret, and you have to keep it secret for me.
live."
The three people asked in unison: "Huh? Are you dead? What do you mean?"
"That's right, I was already dead at that time. The person I am now is actually my brother. Do you understand?"
The three of them shook their heads, expressing their confusion.
"Forget it if you don't understand. When I was born, my mother was in very bad health, so she had no milk. I have an aunt. Auntie! You know what it means, right? She is my mother's sister."
"You're not talking nonsense! The three of us also know that your aunt is your mother's sister! Your uncle is your mother's brother!"
"My aunt's child was only 1 year old at the time and had not yet been weaned. My mother gave me to my aunt. When I went to work at the grain station on the first day, I thought you were my aunt. You two are the same child.
They are all so similar, so beautiful, temperamental, good-tempered, and take good care of me, and you are..."
"Stop it! Sometimes you say I look like your sister, and sometimes you say I look like your aunt. Let's see, if you say it for a little longer, I look like your grandma. Want a fan? No way! Just give up!"
Zhou Wenzhong sighed, stood up, and pulled the almost-eaten snacks on the dining table towards Zhang Xiufang.
"Look! What do I need your fan for? I'm trying to connect with you. Eat, eat. Let's just eat today and not mention the fan. Why isn't the casserole with mushroom rice ready yet? I don't know that my sister has already
Are you hungry? Go take a look."
Ma Erbao burped and said, "This beef tongue pancake is really solid. I'm almost full. You go on eating, and I'll take a look at the casserole."
"It's already stewed!"
"Oh? Let me take a look!"
Zhang Xiufang jumped down from the stool, maybe because the fan on her waist clicked a little, she put her hand into her cotton-padded jacket and adjusted the fan.
I walked to the stove, opened the lid of the casserole, smelled it, pulled out the stopper of the soy sauce bottle, pressed the mouth of the bottle with my thumb to leave a gap, poured some soy sauce into the casserole, and finally put the casserole into the pot with satisfaction.
Serve it on the dining table.
"Everyone eats, and everyone takes their own bowls and chopsticks."
Zhou Wenzhong gave one of his white porcelain bowls to Ma Erbao. He took out 4 pairs of the 10 pairs of chopsticks given to him when he signed in and shared them with everyone. He was holding the rice bowl in his hand and was not in the mood to eat. He felt that he had missed out.
More than 1 million.
Madman Bai looked at the rice in front of him, rubbed his chest and frowned, "I ate too much sweet food just now, and now I feel heart-burning."
"You deserve it! I asked you not to give me the fan!"
Zhang Xiufang used chopsticks to pierce a large mushroom, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it with squinted eyes. After a while, she opened her eyes and noticed that Zhou Wenzhong had been looking at her.
"Why don't you eat?"
"Not hungry."
"I think you can't eat it? Can I help you eat some?"
Zhou Wenzhong moved the bowl towards her, and Zhang Xiufang used chopsticks to prick the two mushrooms in the bowl away.
"Such a good thing, but some people don't eat it sparingly. Alas..."
Ma Erbao had just heard that Zhou Wenzhong's real age was only 15 years old, one year younger than himself, but he still pretended not to hear, so what about his age? It was Brother Zhong who made him eat his first white flour steamed bun.
Although it was a two-faced noodle, it was Brother Zhong who allowed me to eat dim sum and a bowl of dry rice. Don’t call him Brother Zhong, just call him Uncle Zhong!
Zhou Wenzhong used chopsticks to turn over the rice in the bowl, picked out a layer of yellow-brown and slightly mushy rice crust, and ate it.
"Crack, click, click..."
"That's right. It's just a fan. When one day it breaks, I'll lend it to you to play with."
Zhou Wenzhong's ears have selectively filtered what she said. Now when he talks to her about fans, she will become more and more enthusiastic. Ignoring her is the most correct thing to do. After thinking about this, Zhou Wenzhong quickly
I grabbed the snacks and stuffed them into my mouth one by one. They were sweet and greasy. I took two mouthfuls of rice and beat my chest with my fists. I was so choked that I panicked.
When Zhang Xiufang saw this move, her eyes widened, she walked behind Zhou Wenzhong and hit Zhou Wenzhong on the back of the heart with her fist like raindrops.
"Hey! Are you choking? Don't worry, I'll help you, bang bang..."
These fists definitely carried personal grudges. After punching for a while, Zhang Xiufang turned her wrist. Ma Erbao also brought a bowl of cold water. Zhou Wenzhong waved his hand to indicate that he would not drink.
"Thank you, I'm feeling much better now."
"You're welcome. Remember to call me next time you choke. I will treat you!"
"well."……………
Happy time always passes very quickly, and in a blink of an eye it’s time to say goodbye to Madman Bai.
As usual, Zhou Wenzhong carried the cleaned casserole with bowls, chopsticks and soy sauce bottles. After walking out of the door, he quickly threw it in the space while no one was paying attention. He greeted Ma Erbao and walked to the grain station. He had to go to work in the afternoon.
.
The three of them were the same as before. Zhang Xiufang was following behind, swinging the aluminum lunch box, but the shape was a little different. It was the coldest month of winter, and the weather was more than 10 degrees below zero. Zhang Xiufang was holding a fan in her right hand.
"It's so cool! Let's fan ourselves!"
………………
During working hours in the afternoon, in the grain depot, Zhou Wenzhong stood upright on the floor scale, while Ma Erbao squatted on the ground and adjusted the weight.
"Ninety...ninety-one pounds is a little over."
Zhou Wenzhong stepped off the floor scale, bent down and looked at the scale. He was about 5 pounds heavier than when he had just traveled back in time. This may be because he had just eaten at noon, so the water content in this data was a bit high, he said.
Maybe it will be gone once you soak it in shit.
Zhang Xiufang sat on the sack, with a smile in her eyes, watching the two people's movements, fanning herself with one hand, and talking to the people next to her.
"It's such a cold day, why are you fanning yourself?"
"Hey! Madman Bai gave it to me! Do you like it? If you like it, I'll let you take it home and play with it for a few days."
"No, I don't like the cold. If I catch a cold or have a fever, I will be the only one who feels uncomfortable."
"Well, if you want to play, you must come to me and ask for it."
"Haha~"
"Alas...some people want to play, but I won't give it to them!"
After the staff left, Zhang Xiufang closed the fan, held the rope at the handle, lifted the fan, and shook it back and forth at Zhou Wenzhong in a provocative manner.
Ma Erbao came over and said, "Brother Zhong, she is obviously angry with you."
"Forget it! It's just a child's temper. The two of us work together, unlike some people who have a good father and can't be hungry at all! We can't compare with others."
Next, Zhou Wenzhong exerted all his strength and carried the sack with all his strength, as if he wanted to get rid of the resentment he had accumulated at Madman Bai's house at noon today. This approach not only had no effect, but made him even more impetuous.
"Tons, tons, tons..."
After pouring a bowl of warm water into his stomach, Zhou Wenzhong sat on the trolley and smoked a cigarette. He felt in his heart that he was still too young and a little unable to hold his breath. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be like this!
Is it because of the soul fusion with the previous body after time travel? Today when I was at Madman Bai’s house, I made several mistakes in my words and actions. This is not right. I feel that my body movements are not my own. I am too impatient.