Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Li Shiqing replied: Fudan.

Du Shuangling suddenly remembered that Wenhui's best friend from high school was also named Li Shiqing, and she was also studying at Fudan University. Could it be...?

With this thought in mind, he asked: Do you know Wen Hui from CUHK? He is also from Shanghai.

Li Shiqing said: The Wenhui you are talking about is the one who plays the piano?

Du Shuangling said softly: That's her.

Li Shiqing said: Well, I know each other. We have been classmates in high school and alumni in junior high school. Our families are not very far apart and we often communicate with each other.

Du Shuangling glanced at Zhang Xuan out of the corner of her eye, smiled and got involved with Li Shiqing.

Sin, sin!

Zhang Xuan, who felt a little guilty after being inexplicably glared at, sighed secretly. At this moment, he felt that the world was so small.

The Internet hasn’t even spread yet, and it’s already become a fucking global village.

Yang Yongjian had met Wen Hui. Thinking of her appearance and temperament, she very much suspected that Zhang Xuan had thoughts about Wen Hui.

The three women chatted together endlessly. Zhang Xuan and Sun Jun couldn't talk to each other at all, so they could only talk together as two poor people.

Zhang Xuan asked Sun Jun: How is the work at the hydropower station? Are you tired?

Sun Jun said with a cryptic look: Oh, forget it, I serve tea and water every day, and all I do is odd jobs.

On the other hand, when there were fewer people playing cards, they often invited me to play, and I couldn't win. In half a year, I lost one-third of my salary, and his grandma suffered a huge loss.

Zhang Xuan laughed when he heard this: Isn't there a saying that says: Only by enduring hardship can one become a master.

I see, suffering is a blessing. If you build a good relationship with your leader first, why worry about not having a chance in the future?

Sun Jun said: It's what you think that's why I keep enduring it, otherwise I would have given up my job long ago.

Zhang Xuan asked in a low voice: Don't you say that the welfare benefits of hydropower stations are good? What did you get during the New Year?

Speaking of this, Sun Jun finally had a smile on his face: There is rice and meat, and a sum of money was also given.

Zhang Xuan didn't ask what the amount was, but comforted him: Look, isn't it good? You are also lucky. You were assigned such a good job after graduating last year. It is a state-owned enterprise and there is a formal establishment. It is considered a rush trip. , got it.

Sun Junzi grinned broadly: I haven't thought about it this way before, but now that you say it, I really think so. I have several juniors who graduated this year, but they haven't found a good career yet, and they are all worried to death.

When the wontons arrived, the old man took one bite and didn't want to take another bite. It's really too different from the taste of the landlady.

Yang Yongjian took a sip and complained softly: It doesn't taste that good.

Of course it doesn't have that smell anymore, it lacks a heavy breath.

Du Shuangling asked: I heard that the proprietress returned to the county seat. Is she still open a shop?

Sun Jun chatted: It's still open. It's open in front of No. 1 Middle School. I had a bowl there during National Day. It tasted delicious.

Zhang Xuan said smoothly: Next time I pass by the county, I have to go and have a bowl. This is also youth.

Before he finished speaking, he saw several people looking at him in unison, and he quibbled: Don't look at me with such worldly eyes. I only love pasta and a bowl of wontons.

You can't even strip me of this hobby, right? What else does life mean?

Du Shuangling glanced at him, lowered his head and started eating with a smile.

Yang Yongjian was not so easy to fool: I believe you are the only one who is evil. Eight out of ten people who go to her shop to eat wontons have dirty thoughts.

Zhang Xuan asked bluntly: Comrade Yang Yongjian, what are dirty thoughts?

Yang Yongjian tapped the bowl with his chopsticks: A man's thoughts about women.

Zhang Xuan said: I remember you ate it too.

Yang Yongjian said without giving any face, I went in because I saw you staring at the landlady.

Zhang Xuan pointed at Sun Jun with his chopsticks: He also eats it often, and he still can't forget it even in the county seat.

Sun Jun, who was watching the show, felt wronged: Yongjian, don't believe him, I was just passing by.

Yang Yongjian's eyes wandered over the two of them, and he laughed and scolded: Both of them are not good people. They can't leave when they see a woman.

Zhang Xuan was delighted: Then Sun Jun must be more miserable than me.

Yang Yongjian's eyes widened: What do you mean? Call me ugly?

Zhang Xuan blinked: I said I have no idea about you.

Yang Yongjian glared hard: It's useless for you to have thoughts about me. If a man like you were left in my hands, he would have been chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs.

Zhang Xuan: ...

This earth-flavored girl is a bit too ruthless, she chops her into pieces and feeds them to the dogs at every turn.

The wontons are not delicious, I feel like anyone with a bit of craftsmanship can make them taste like this. But seeing that the other four people had finished eating, Zhang Xuan still managed to eat half a bowl.

After coming out of the wonton shop, Li Shiqing took the opportunity to ask Yang Yongjian: Did Du Shuangling and Zhang Xuan already live together?

Yang Yongjian turned to look at her: Yes, is there any problem? Their parents have agreed, and all they need is a marriage certificate.

Li Shiqing asked in confusion: Didn't you say that Zhang Xuan had five conversations with each other? The fifth one was Du Shuangling?

Yang Yongjian said: Shuangling is the second one.

Seeing that Li Shiqing still wanted to ask, Yang Yongjian simply finished in one breath: The others are all actresses' besties. You'd better stop being curious, or you won't be able to escape one day.

Li Shiqing was shocked and asked in disbelief: They are all best friends? Is this really true?

Yang Yongjian nodded heavily: That's pretty much it. This is a bastard who only eats grass on the edge of his nest. Please be careful in the future.

Li Shiqing felt numb and said with a smile: Don't worry, I'm in Shanghai, stay far away from him.

When they left at noon, Zhang Xuan called home, and in a short time, Ouyang Yong rode a motorcycle in front of everyone.

Zhang Xuan pointed at Yang Yongjian and Li Shiqing: Please run over and send them up.

Ouyang Yong took the things and tied them up, and asked, When will you and your siblings return to Shangcun?

Zhang Xuan pulled Du Shuangling and said, Wait a minute, let's go to my aunt's house first.

My aunt's house is not far from Shimen Station.

When the two of them entered, Zhang Ru was preparing the New Year's Eve dinner with her four daughters-in-law, and they were also discussing the renovation of the old house with their four sons.

Seeing the two people coming over, Zhang Ru asked, Have you two had lunch?

Seeing that Zhang Ru was going to the kitchen, Zhang Xuan quickly said, Don't worry, aunt. We just had wontons. We have nothing to do and come here to have a look. We will go back later.

At this time, my uncle came out and greeted me: You came just in time. I also plan to go to your house to write couplets with you. You will save me a trip when you come.

Zhang Xuan: .

I ran away just because I didn’t want to write a couplet, but I didn’t expect that this would happen again. People are really afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. Many people are worried about this.

Du Shuangling looked at him with a smile and helped him write and write.

Zhang Xuan asked his uncle: Have you ever thought about what you want to write?

My uncle said, With a great scholar like you here, I don't want to worry about anything. I just want to be rich and happy.

There is nothing wrong with this. Who doesn’t like money during the Spring Festival? Who doesn't like joy?

Zhang Xuan picked up the pen, held his breath and began to write:

First couplet: The spring breeze brings good fortune to the house.

Second line: Time brings renewal and happiness fills the door.

Horizontal comment: Good luck in the New Year.

Zhang Xuan asked: The meaning is very good, how about it?

The uncle's wrinkled face was filled with a smile, and he said good three times in a row.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Xuan took Du Shuangling back to Shangcun, and did not send Shuangling home until dinner.

I take a shower every New Year's Eve, and this year is no exception. Zhang Xuan washed his hair, took a bath, and put on the new clothes Ruan Xiuqin bought, feeling very happy.

When Zhang Xuan was sealing red envelopes in the study, Yang Manjing came quietly and suddenly said: Brother, I can seal more red envelopes.

Zhang Xuan: .

He turned around and asked, When did you come up?

Yang Manjing put her hand on his shoulder and said in a sinister tone: I've always been here, and I've never left you.

Zhang Xuan was speechless: If you say something outrageous tonight, be careful I'll beat you up.

Yang Manjing didn't take it seriously: I've really been here all along. I just sealed me 1,200 when I saw you, so I couldn't help but say something.

Zhang Xuan frowned: 1,200 is not enough? How much do you want?

Yang Manjingwei pointed her finger: To get rich all year round, any lucky six or six is ​​fine, but a red moon is even better.

Yueyuehong is twelve thousand!

This is going to heaven!

Zhang Xuan, whose blood was boiling, put down the red envelope and grabbed her: You'd better give me a reason, or I'll beat you up before celebrating the new year.

Yang Manjing was pulled back, and she immediately became scared, If you give me a seal of 4200, I won't tell Aunt Yueming about you and Xiao Shiyi touching each other.

Zhang Xuan was stunned, touching each other?

Xiao Shiyi dared to talk about this thing?

It was indeed touched, but with Xiao Shiyi’s temperament, he definitely wouldn’t say it. Could it be that the bastard in front of him was playing tricks on him?

Bluffing?

Thinking like this, Zhang Xuan turned cold, grabbed Yang Manjing and threw her on the sofa, and began the inhumane torture.

Brother, I was wrong.

Where is wrong?

If you haven't touched Xiao Eleven, please touch me. I just ask you not to hit me.

!!! If you still want to trick people, keep beating me! I won't beat you to death.

Brother, stop fighting. I was really wrong.

last chance.

I was so courageous just now. I was blinded by lard just now. Was I a human just now? Woof woof woof. I was bluffing you just now.

Seeing this bastard who was full of desire for survival, Zhang Xuan was convinced. He let go of her and said, I won't do this again!

Yang Manjing ouch covered her face, sat up and said: There is no next time, I promise there will be no next time. If there is a next time, I will send Xiao Shiyi to your bed. If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

Zhang Xuan was amused: What kind of benevolent method is this?

Yang Manjing showed a fierce look on her face and clenched her fist fiercely: I will help you strip her naked, I will help you hold her hands, I will help you shine the light, I, I will also help you cheer, hey, hey, hey! Hey Have fun!

Zhang Xuan: .

Damn it!

Evil comrade Ruan Dezhi, what the hell happened to you?

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