Chapter 176 Asking
But today is a bit special. It seems a little inappropriate to talk about these topics. I just experienced the first "fight with weapons" in two lives, and the situation at that time was quite dangerous. Until now, I also started to feel scared, so I was a little silent for a while.
"Elbow, thank you."
"Huh? Why thank you, uncle?"
"Just now, you asked Shu Yi to run away first, so you can carry it yourself."
"Ah, I didn't mean it. I didn't think about anything at the time."
"Not thinking about anything is actually more valuable than thinking about it before making a decision." Jiang Qiao nodded: "Back then, your Aunt Du was raped by Rong When Qingpi from Shan Town was harassing me, I rushed forward without thinking. "
Ah... does it have to be so strong? You parents are already like this, how can you expect us to carry it?
Zhou Zhi couldn't help but stop, wondering if this was a formal authorization from being a parent.
Seeing the infatuation on Zhou Zhi's face when he stopped, Jiang Qiao realized it and coughed quickly: "You are... still young. Uncle didn't mean that... Go away and come back quickly. Home!”
However, although he was a little embarrassed, he successfully pulled Zhou Zhi out of his frightened state and reopened the topic function: "Uncle Jiang, my mother told me about the Rongshan War, but she didn't talk about the details. These are all things that happened after the Hejiang educated youth got involved. I already know the general idea. Why don’t you tell me about it?”
“What are you talking about, Chen Guzi, don’t make a fuss!”
“Oh, then If we don't change, how did Aunt Du get so drunk? I heard from my mother that Shu Yi's grandfather was so violent back then that it was impossible for Aunt Du to drink. "
"I said you always like to ask about this. What are you doing? And so is your mother. Why are you telling me this?” Right, Uncle Jiang?”
"Your godfather didn't find enough material for you?" Jiang Qiao was a little dissatisfied: "I heard from Shu Yi that you are very busy now, writing papers, novels, and studying history and texts... ah? What kind of local literature and history do you need to sort out! Can't you spend more time on serious study? Shu Yi is so worried just talking about it..."
At this point, Jiang Qiao felt bad again. Why does the topic always come back to his daughter's attitude towards Zhou Zhi?
This is not good, well, it’s wrong...
Fortunately, Zhou Zhi didn’t seem to hear it this time. Instead, he muttered: "Anyway, I don’t want to take the Qingbei exam, so I’m going to prepare Studying at Shu University, having good grades is also a waste..."
Jiang Qiao felt that there was really no time to talk today. Fortunately, the two of them had already walked up the stone steps and came to the concrete pavement next to the lighted stadium. .
The street lights here are bright, and Jiachuan has always had a tradition of eating late-night snacks, which is called "ghost food" locally. Therefore, even in winter nights, it is still very lively.
The busiest intersection is at the end of this section of the road. In winter, the former barbecue stall has now become a casserole rice noodle stall. There are still several big umbrellas behind the stall. Today it is still a high-end video game competition venue in Jiachuan.
"Thank you, Uncle Jiang, just come here. My brother Dayong is down below." Zhou Zhi said.
"Okay, go ahead, play less outside, go home early, we have classes tomorrow."
"Well, Uncle Jiang, you should also go to bed early."
"Uncle Jiang is not as lucky as your parents!" Jiang Qiao finally couldn't help complaining: "Shu Yi is not as comfortable studying as you are, alas..."
Zhou Zhi has nothing to do with Jiang Shuyi in this matter. The solution is that this girl is actually quite stubborn, and it is difficult for anyone to change the direction of her efforts in the future.
"Goodbye, Uncle Jiang!" Zhou Zhi had no choice but to ignore this, said hello and ran towards the intersection.
"I don't even carry my schoolbag..." Jiang Qiao muttered as he looked at Zhou Zhi's back. He didn't even know that Zhou Zhi carried his daughter's schoolbag to the door every day.
When he arrived at the crossroads, Zhou Zhi actually felt at ease. He bypassed the casserole rice noodle stall, and Zhao San, Sun Damao, and He Dayong were all here. In addition to them, there are also a bunch of young guys playing video games.
After feeling relieved, Zhou Zhi suddenly felt hungry. After ordering a casserole rice noodle with braised pork ribs, he walked around the stall and greeted He Dayong and others: "Brother Dayong! Third brother, Brother Da Mao! What do you eat?"
"Don't worry about us!" Zhao San pinched his waist: "I've been keeping the stall for half a year, and this fat guy is running towards me."< br>
Sun Damao smiled and said: "I'm tired from studying, so I won't eat the rice noodles. How about Brother Damao accompany you to drink two bottles of beer to relieve your fatigue?"
"Don't talk nonsense to me. Ah!" Brother Dayong immediately refused and pointed at Zhao San and Sun Damao: "You! You! My aunt said hello, don't let me get involved with you!"
"My mother is a sharp-tongued person. In fact, she never took care of me when I came here, right?" Zhou Zhi quickly smoothed things over.
Sun Damao smiled and nodded: "That's right, the last time my dad was hospitalized, my aunt arranged a good ward for me. I haven't even thanked my aunt yet."
"Thank you. It's a small thing." Zhou Zhi said, "But tonight, I encountered a big thing."
"What big thing?" Brother Dayong asked.
Zhou Zhi took out the swing stick and pressed it open: "This thing is open."
Brother Dayong immediately became angry again: "Have you had your elbow done by someone else?"
"Almost." Zhou Zhi put the stick away again: "If cousin An Ran hadn't given me this, I'm afraid it would have been It’s really troublesome. Xia Zili, Zhang Erma, Yang Fengzi, who knows them?”
Brother Dayong nodded to Zhao Sanyi, and Zhao Sanyi stood up and faced the group playing games. Xiao Qingpi walked away.
The owner of the rice noodle stall brought the casserole rice noodles to a small table under the big umbrella. Brother Dayong and Sun Damao both dragged a stool over and sat down: "Tell me, what's going on?"
Zhou Zhi took a spoon in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand and began to eat rice noodles. While eating, he recounted what happened tonight.
After the story started, Zhao San also came over and also pulled a stool and sat down: "I heard about it, the guy from Zaolingqiao graduated from junior high school and went to Guangdong and just came back a year ago. Zhang Erma and Yang Fengzi are from A temporary worker in a cannery, he used to be a classmate of Xia Zili, and now he hangs out with him."
"The person whose surname is Xia lives in Zaolingqiao..." Brother Dayong frowned and muttered silently, then raised his head and shouted: "Si'er! Zhang Si'er!"
"What's the matter, Brother Dayong?" "A young man who was fighting hard in front of the TV agreed, but his eyes were still fixed on the screen.
"Xia Yiren, you are still a cheap old lady, right?"
"Why is a cheap old lady so unpleasant? Our Yiren is only four months older than me! Oh no Two days to go! ”
"Then she's still cutting the meat! She didn't change her name! I remember she had a brother who worked outside before, right?"
"Yes, my brother-in-law just came back a few years ago."
“What’s your name?”
"Xia Zili."
Brother Dayong raised his foot and asked Zhao San: "I asked you to ask something, but you can only ask half of it right in front of me. ! ”
Zhao Sanhao felt aggrieved: "I don't live in Zaolingqiao!"
(End of this chapter)