Sitting in front, Shi Zhijian turned around and asked his elder sister Shi Yufeng.
Shi Yufeng and Bao'er were sitting in the back of the car.
Bao'er was enjoying herself playing with the little sword her uncle had just bought for her not long ago.
Shi Yufeng was holding a small round mirror in the back to touch up her makeup, especially her lips. She applied it again and again, and then applied it again.
Today she was dressed very fashionably, wearing a bright red cheongsam that was very festive. She could not wear white when paying birthdays to an elderly person.
I don't know where I got a string of pearl necklaces on my neck, which is shining brightly.
The most exaggerated thing is her earrings, a pair of large white plastic earrings. They want to imitate the look of the famous star Chen Baozhu in the movie "Manli Manli I Love You", but they make Shi Zhijian feel more like the Bull Demon King.
In particular, her hair was combed into an upward spiraling steeple shape, which made Shi Zhijian afraid to even look at it. She really couldn't get the trends and fashion of this era.
On the contrary, Chen Huimin, who acted as a private driver, peeked at Shi Yufeng through the rearview mirror from time to time and felt that Sister Yufeng was really pretty.
"Just keep walking! Drive slowly, I'm putting on lipstick!" Shi Yufeng's words fell to the ground. The car bumped, and her lipstick split directly from the corner of her mouth to her cheek.
"Did you do this on purpose?"
"I'm sorry, Sister Yufeng! I didn't mean it!" Chen Huimin apologized hastily.
Shi Zhijian pointed ahead: "Two roads ahead, which one should I take?"
Shi Yufeng craned her neck and glanced forward, wiping the lipstick on her face with her hand, and said nonchalantly: "Take the left one!"
"Are you sure?" Shi Zhijian always felt something was wrong. The road on the left was in poor condition and very narrow.
"Of course I'm sure!" Shi Yufeng said unhappily, "Dad and I carried you out of our hometown on our backs. Could it be that you still remember the road wrong?"
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Half an hour later.
"I'm sorry, I seem to have remembered the wrong way!" Shi Yufeng sat in the back row and apologized, "Let's take a detour and we should be able to go back."
Shi Zhijian was speechless.
The road was small, narrow, and bumpy, which made his butt hurt.
Looking at both sides of the road, there are rice fields, and there are people working in the fields.
Not far away, a buffalo plowing the fields was heard making a "moo" sound.
The luxurious Bentley was crawling with difficulty on the bumpy field ridges, attracting strange looks from the old farmers from time to time.
"Go through this field ridge, yes, yes, that road in front is the road to the next village. After passing that village, walk another three or four miles to our village."
Shi Yufeng once again played a guiding role, and Chen Huimin looked at his boss Shi Zhijian with lingering fear, hoping that he could give him some different guidance.
Shi Zhijian's guidance was so bad that he was completely in the dark here. He didn't even know where the village was or what the Grand Duke looked like.
I could only pretend to be calm and take out a cigarette and put it in my mouth, then pointed forward and said, "Listen to my sister."
Finally, we entered the village path along the bumpy field ridge.
Shi Zhijian took a deep breath, opened the car window, flicked the ashes from his cigarette, and planned to go back later and find the cheap grandfather to kowtow to his birthday, and then go home, but he still underestimated his elder sister Shi Yufeng's ability to be a demon.
"Yes, yes, turn left! You heard me right!"
There is obviously a big pothole on the left side.
With a bang, the Bentley got stuck.
Chen Huimin was stunned, looked ahead, then turned to look at Shi Zhijian, and said with a grimace: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shi, I didn't drive well."
Shi Zhijian took a leisurely puff from his cigarette and said, "It's not that you didn't drive it properly, someone is blind."
"Are you saying I'm blind? Isn't it because I didn't pay attention and pointed the wrong way? Get out of the car and take a look first!"
Shi Yufeng opened the car door, tugged on her cheongsam, and held on to the spiraling steeple hairstyle on the armrest. Then she coughed and knocked on the window, "Why don't you get out of the car?"
"Oh oh oh, get out of the car!" Baoer shouted happily, holding the little sword and trying to get out of the car.
"I didn't say anything about you! Just stay up there! Don't even look at how dirty this place is. What will you do if your new shoes get dirty?"
Shi Zhijian and Chen Huimin got out of the car.
Shi Zhijian put one hand in his pocket and smoked on the roadside.
Chen Huimin looked at the sunken cart wheels, tried to push the cart, then clapped her hands and turned back to Shi Zhijian and said: "Mr. Shi, the sinking is very deep. There is a towing rope in the trunk. I will go to find a cow or something nearby to help pull it."
Come up!"
Just as Shi Zhijian was about to say yes, he heard Shi Yufeng say: "Why are we looking for cows? We have already arrived at the village, so of course we are looking for people! There are the most people here!"
"Looking for someone? Where to find someone?"
"You didn't know this!" After speaking, Shi Yufeng pointed proudly not far away in front, "That's the village ancestral hall, go over and sound the gong!"
"Huh?" Shi Zhijian suddenly felt bad.
Just as he was about to stop him, Shi Yufeng was already dragging his lame leg over there.
"Sister, I don't think it's necessary anymore, just call two of them!"
"OK, you big-headed ghost! There is strength in numbers!" Shi Yufeng picked up the mallet without hesitation and struck hard on the gong of the ancestral hall.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Everyone in the village is coming!"
"Share the pork!"
Shi Zhijian immediately closed his eyes.
This feeling is very familiar.
Chen Huimin was still dumbfounded and didn't know why Mr. Shi had such an expression.
But soon he was surprised when he saw that the originally deserted village suddenly felt like a hornet's nest. Men, women, old and young all ran out carrying baskets, the elderly and the young.
A few of the older ones almost fell down and muttered: "What's going on? Just after the Lantern Festival, there's pork again?"
"Hurry up, it's too late, only the bones are left!"
In less than a few minutes, hundreds of people had already gathered in the ancestral hall, all of them staring eagerly at the center of the ancestral hall.
The old village chief came over panting, "Who is lying about the military situation? Let's share the ghost pork!"
"Village chief, it's me, Shi Yufeng!" Shi Yufeng took the initiative to step forward.
"Shi Yufeng? It sounds familiar."
"Of course it sounds familiar. I'm from the village next door." Shi Yufeng didn't bother to say more, "I'll give you some benefits by asking everyone to come over..."
Shi Yufeng muttered something to the village chief.
Village chief: "Oh? Oh? Oh?"
Oh's voice got louder and louder every time, and finally: "What the hell? Is this okay?"
"Of course!" Shi Yufeng quickly took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to the village chief, "Excuse me!"
The village chief coughed and put the ten dollars in his pocket. He turned around and took the loudspeaker and shouted to everyone: "Attention, villagers! Attention! The daughter and boy of Shi Da's wealthy family in the next village, Ms. Shi Yufeng, and Mr. Shi Zhijian," turned to ask Shi Yufeng,
"Am I right?"
Shi Yufeng gave him a thumbs up.
The village chief was confident, "They returned to their hometowns in glory, and they returned to their hometowns in fine clothes. They came thousands of miles from the flowery Causeway Bay in Wan Chai!"
Everyone couldn't help but look at Shi Yufeng, and then turned to look at Shi Zhijian who was standing on the roadside eating cigarettes.
Shi Zhijian's 38,000 pores were filled with embarrassment, so he could only wave to everyone with his cigarette between his fingers.
Chen Huimin couldn't help but distance herself and stood far away.