MTL - I Had a Home In 1982-Chapter 28 look at the western landscape

   Chapter 28 28. Look at the Western Landscape

   Boldly looked back and was happy: "Hey, bottled wine? I'm just kidding, I drank it at the militia training graduation meeting."

  Wang Yi was a little ashamed.

   In fact, this Niulan Mountain was prepared by him as cooking wine.

   Bold and Big Dazed each person and a bowl of seafood porridge, Wang Yi greeted them to sit down and drink.

   A small cup for himself, a big cup for the bold.

   Bold and embarrassed: "Mr. Wang, let's drink it, I'm not craving for wine, hehe, I'm not craving for wine."

  Wang Yi smiled bitterly and said, "I can't drink enough, so I'm just having fun with you. I'll give you all this wine. If you can't drink it, take it back."

   Bold and even more embarrassed.

   Wang Yi explained: "This wine is abundant in the capital, you can just listen to me."

   boldly said: "Erguotou, I heard that this is a famous wine. In 1970, when Prince Sihanouk came to be a guest, this is what he used for the state banquet!"

  Wang Yi said: "Isn't it? Maotai is not allowed for state banquets?"

   shook his head boldly: "I know about this, what is Maotai? We have never heard of it, just use Erguotou, which is so famous."

   He sipped his lips: "Good wine, this wine is mellow!"

  Wang Yi glanced at him suspiciously, and took a sip.

   still so spicy!

  Spicy fried baby abalone is also very spicy, but the abalone is strong and delicious, the taste is very good, and the taste is very good.

   boldly followed his example and sipped the juice on the abalone shell, then said, "How can this abalone do this? Good taste."

  Wang Yi was surprised: "Don't we stir-fry the abalone here? Then you told me just now that you don't need to peel it?"

   boldly pointed to the big confused: "If you remove the shell, with the speed of his chopsticks, can we still eat?"

   His confused face was almost buried in the bowl, and he drank porridge with a bowl bigger than his face in his hands.

   He has a knack for picking dishes with chopsticks without looking at them.

   So he held a bowl to drink porridge and stuffed vegetables into his mouth.

  Wang Yi patted his head: "And sausages."

   He went and brought in, a bag of sausages and a pound of twelve sticks, exactly four per person.

  Wang Yi couldn't eat so much, so he gave the big confusion and the bold one another.

   Boldly took a bite of the sausage and nodded vigorously: "It's the smell, the old Cantonese comrade in the Party Secretary came to see that he also brought this sausage, it smells of wine lees, I remember it, it's really delicious!"

   He only ate one of the five sausages, and he tied the other four with seaweed and said he would take them back to his wife and children to taste.

   Seeing this, Wang Yi handed him the one left in his hand that he hadn't bitten yet: "You eat what you eat, I have a small appetite, and I ate this every day in college, and I got tired of eating it."

   Boldly heard this and drooled with envy: "College life is so good."

   He drank a glass of wine for nearly an hour. It wasn't because he couldn't drink enough, but he didn't want to drink it.

   He is a sincere person, so he smiled calmly: "This wine is too good, I don't want to drink it, I will take it back and wait for the comrades in the militia company to drink it."

  Wang Yi unscrewed the bottle cap and forced him to pour it: "You can drink it with confidence. In two days, I will go to my classmates in Shanghai to get something, and I will bring you two bottles back."

   Boldly and habitually pinched his trousers pocket and asked, "How much is a bottle? Teacher Wang, you can't spend any money. And I don't have a drink ticket, so forget it!"

  Wang Yi said: "You are so polite to me. From now on, I will be in our team without you taking care of me. Besides, it wasn't your help last time. Liu Dahu may not know what to do with me."

   boldly slapped his firm chest and said, "You are a member of our Wang family. Our militia must protect you. Liu Dahu counts his fate. You plead for him, otherwise I would dare to destroy him!"

   Wang Yi was speechless.

After two glasses of wine, his face became bold and rosy: "Mr. Wang, let me tell you, you are a teacher of our Wang family, you used to be called Mr., um, sir, teacher, let me tell you, who dares to touch you and me? The graves of our ancestors have been dug for him..."

   "My two children are in the Yuhong class, and the eldest who is in the third grade will also come. The eldest is very skinny. If you beat him up, you can beat him up! I will give you a pointer tomorrow, and you will beat up anyone who is disobedient..."

   After saying that, he got embarrassed again, touched his head and said, "Mr. Wang, you've seen a joke, I'm a rude person, and I'm different from your literate person. If you drink cat urine, you won't count, but if you drink some wine, I like to brag."

  Wang Yi said: "It's really different. We cultural people don't drink alcohol but also like to brag."

Bold laughed suddenly, grabbed his arm and said, "Mr. Wang, you are so interesting, those teachers who came here before are all scumbags, they look down on our fishermen, they just want to take advantage of the public's family, and they like to cheat on their wives. You can't compare."

  Wang Yi said: "I am a descendant of our Wang family and a college student trained by the state. Can they compare?"

   "That's right." Bold laughter.

   As usual, the rice is swept away.

   Boldly drank two glasses of wine and didn't drink it anyway, put the wine bottle in his pocket, and finally went back happily with four sausages.

  Wang Yi let the big confused wash the pots and dishes. He brought the dog into the house and gave it a pot of milk. At the same time, he used the flour and water to live it up. Instead of steaming, he rolled it on a wooden stick and set it on a fire to bake it.

   So fragrant and firm, it is better for dogs than steamed buns.

  The dog was so affectionate to him.

  Wang Yi thought about what to name the dog. What is it?

   is called Lao Huang!

   must be in line with the characteristics of the times.

   When Wang Dongxi said that he would repair the house as soon as possible, Wang Yi didn't pay attention to this, and he soon suffered a loss.

   The cold snap hits that night!

   In the middle of the night, a cold wind suddenly blew, and the north wind screeched through the cracks in the rear window.

  The sleeping bag keeps warm. He opened the zipper for a while, but he thought it was a mattress and a quilt.

   In this way, he woke up in the middle of the night from the cold, shivering and quickly zipping the zipper.

   And Big Daze is still snoring...

   Still Wang Yi couldn't stand it any longer, and asked Lao Huang to get together with him to warm up.

   He was about to fall asleep when Lao Huang got up and called.

  Xiufang hugged a bed and was brought to him: "No one thought that there would be a cold wind tonight. Your brother is afraid that you will catch a cold, so let me send you a quilt."

  Wang Yi's heart was warm.

   What kind of nostalgia is this? Don't say that he has never experienced it before, or even heard it!

   Can my brother and sister-in-law do this?

   But he could only take this friendship in his heart, he couldn't use the quilt, and the sleeping bag was very warm after closing, so he was confused.

  Dazed pulled the quilt over his head.

   A faint choking sound came out...

  Wang Yi exhaled in the morning, and a white mist came out.

  The temperature is estimated to have returned to zero overnight!

   He put on the thick denim jacket that he had just put off for two days, and then he was able to get out of bed.

  Big Maze got up early and went to the beach to work as usual.

   He had to jog to keep warm.

  Wang Dongxi said loudly when he saw it: "Mr. Wang is running? I have long heard that Kung Fu practice is practiced in summer and in winter. It's just like this."

  Wang Yi wanted to explain, but Wang Dongxi had already entered the office.

   came back in a daze, with wooden boards and cardboard under his arms.

   Wang Yi asked, "You didn't go to the beach?"

   said confusedly: "Go back and dismantle the board, Mr. Wang, seal the rear window, and it will not be cold."

  Wang Yi glanced at the dirty wooden board and the broken cardboard shell, and asked, "Is there no plastic film in the team? The plastic film is transparent, and it is warm and light-transmitting when pasted."

   shook his head confusedly.

   He asked hopefully again, "What's for breakfast?"

  Wang Yi said: "Let's make a note, by the way, will you knead the noodles and steam the steamed buns?"

   said confusedly: "Yes, I have learned it from my aunt. I have steamed before, but my aunt said that I ate too much and would not let me steam it."

   There are a lot of words in these words, but Wang Yi didn't understand what he meant.

   But as long as you are confused, you only need to be able to steam steamed buns. He pushed out a bag of flour and said, "It's cold today, don't go fishing for seaweed, you can steam the steamed buns in a pot."

  Dazedly leaned over and looked up, and looked up in surprise: "White noodles are all refined white noodles, really white, super powder, this is super powder!"

  Wang Yi continued to battle wits with the cubs in the morning.

  Wang Xianghong came back, and three people, two men and one woman, came back with him.

   This is what Wang Xinzhao, the head of the children's group, came to tell him: "Mr. Wang, go and see the western scenery, a female ghost has come to us."

   Hearing this, Wang Yi was taken aback: "Female ghost? What do you mean?"

  Wang Xinzhao winked and said, "It's a foreign woman. She walks with her heels raised, her mouth is red and she just ate the blood of a child—isn't this a ghost? My grandfather walked with his heels raised when he said ghosts."

  The cubs ran away when they heard that there was a western landscape to watch.

   Wang Yi jumped his feet angrily.

   Discipline class in the afternoon!

   Now he can't stop watching the fun, he has to catch the little rascals.

   As soon as he went out, he saw Wang Dongxi leaning his neck and looking down at the intersection of the mountain.

  The two met each other, Wang Dongxi pointed to the bottom and smiled: "To watch the fun? Then I'll go to Curry and give you a box of filter cigarettes to bring to you. There's a big guy in our team."

  Wang Yi said: "Cigarettes? Then you don't need to go to Curry, I'll get a box."

   There are several packs of Huazi in his backpack.

  The crowd watching the lively crowd gathered around Wang Xianghong's house. Wang Yi went down to see the old men and women who were not working, and they gathered together and whispered:

   "That's President Xu? Why are you wearing leather shoes? Leather shoes are worn by capitalists."

   "What's the matter with the **** next to him? His lips are so red that he ate the blood of a child?"

   "What's that guy hanging around his neck? I just watched him aim at me, I thought it was a gun and he wanted to hit me!"

  Wang Yi went to the door and saw that there was a brain-shaped man in a suit and leather shoes, and a young couple.

   Among them, the young men were dressed in blue polyester tunic suits. They were polite, with a pen slanted in the chest pocket, and a black old-fashioned camera hanging around his neck.

  The young woman wore a double-breasted Lenin suit, with lipstick on her mouth and a pair of high-heeled shoes on her feet.

  Wang Xianghong just came out. He first let the old people disperse, and then said to Wang Yi: "Mr. Wang, come in and introduce you to a few people."

   He said to Wang Xinzhao again: "The mission of the children's group has been completed? What are you doing here to probe your brain? Go and tell the clerk and ask him to pick up some fresh goods from the library. He is here at the county supply and marketing agency. Xu Bo."

   (end of this chapter)