The sky dawns and a new day begins again.
Due to the drunkenness, Lao Immortal woke up much later. It can be seen that drinking causes things to happen. You should drink less wine.
Wang Bu Si didn't sleep that night again, so he packed up all the old Immortal's belongings and put them in several big bundles.
It can be seen that Wang Busheng is a careful person, and he even installed the teapot that Lao Busheng usually uses to drink tea.
When the old man woke up, Wang Busui asked anxiously: "Grandpa, where is my father?"
"How do I know about your father? I still want to know about my father." The old man didn't want to continue the topic last night. Everything was just unknown. If there was no gain, why bother causing trouble to the child.
"Well" Wang Busheng was choked and said, "Grandpa, I may know your father. If nothing else, his old man should have been lying underground for a long time."
Lao Bu Die ignored Wang Bu Si's teasing. Seeing the three big baggage on the ground, the old man had a long face. If nothing else, he would be crushed to death by these baggage before he reached his destination.
"Immortal, isn't this a little too much?" Old Immortal asked.
"There are so many things. I haven't brought you many things yet."
Wang Bushi explained: "For example, a power-generating bicycle."
"Uh, okay," Lao Immortal said helplessly, "It's too much. I can't take so much. I'd better pack it up myself."
"It's okay, you still have me, I can help you get it," Wang Bu Sie said cheerfully. It was obvious that Wang Bu Sie was fascinated by the romantic chicken at the foot of the mountain.
"No, I can just pick up a few things myself." Lao BuSi ignored Wang BuSi, unpacked his bag and started to pack his things.
As soon as he opened the baggage, the old man's face grew longer. There were cotton clothes, cotton trousers, jackets, and trousers in the baggage. He even brought more than 20 pairs of his own underpants. It didn't look like he was going down the mountain on his own errands. But it's like moving.
The old man started to take it out, leaving only a few pieces of clothes that he needed to wear now. There was no need to bring so many pairs of underwear, only three or five pairs would be enough.
Seeing this, Wang Busheng stopped him and said: "Grandpa, don't take them all out. Have you ever watched TV? Our Ming Empire is vast and has huge temperature differences. Those in the south wear underpants and those in the north wear cotton coats."
"My child, you are thinking too much." Lao Bu Si had to give Wang Bu Si a popular science: "It is summer now, and it is hot all over the country. There is no need to bring cotton-padded clothes and trousers. Grandpa is not going to the North Pole."
"Old people are afraid of the cold"
"I am old, but I am not afraid of the cold," the old man said with a cold eyebrow. Age is a woman's privacy, and men are no exception. Especially old men in their forties are most afraid of being called old.
"You should bring more pairs of underwear then. You won't be able to pee every night and need to change them every day." Wang Busheng said worriedly. He was very concerned about his relatives.
This time, Lao Immortal didn't have a long face, but a black face. In front of so many people, Lao Immortal was really embarrassed. "Shut up, pick up people and don't expose your shortcomings. You're looking for a beating."
Wang Bushi decisively shut his mouth.
There are not many clothes, just three or two pieces, which can only fit one baggage. But when Lao Immortal saw these chickens, Lao Immortal became a little embarrassed again. This was because he had taken away all the chickens from Li Bao's country. Faintly, the old man could still hear Li Baoguo roaring at the foot of the mountain: "My chicken-chicken-chicken."
More than twenty roasted chickens, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, were wrapped in leaves and exuded an alluring aroma.
Um, okay, everyone hasn’t eaten in the morning, so let’s have one first.
Li Zheng's chickens were gone, and it would have to be a while before he could eat them, so Wang Busheng also ate one.
While eating, he said, "Grandpa, take me with you. I can carry your bag and make chicken for you."
"If I don't bring it, I can take the things by myself, and I can cook the chicken myself."
The old immortal refused.
"Grandpa, dear grandpa, just take me with you. Without me, who will wash, cook, and deliver toilet paper to you?" Wang Bushit said again.
"Without you, I can't fight, I don't eat, I don't change my clothes." The old man refused again.
"You can't help but pull it."
"I buckle it with my hands."
Wang Busheng shut up and was eating chicken. It was not good to discuss the toilet matter.
After eating and wiping his mouth clean, Wang Bushu wiped his mouth.
Lao Immortal remodeled his image. He was dressed in a white gown and his hair was tied up in a high bun. He couldn't afford gold and silver hairpins, so he could only use a wooden hairpin to insert them. It hurts the image a lot.
A piece of jade found somewhere was hung around his belt. Wang Busui was very familiar with this jade. There were many in Li Baoguo's warehouse.
After washing his face, picking his teeth, and trimming his beard, he was satisfied. Wang Busui looked at Lao Immortal eagerly. Dressed in such a coquettish way, Wang Busui was very suspicious. Lao Immortal was not looking for a father for himself, but to meet his girlfriend and find a father for himself. Grandma is still twenty-eight years old. It is said that girls nowadays like mature ones. Well, you all know the reason.
"Grandpa, to be honest, you really went to find my father." Wang Bushi asked suspiciously.
"Nonsense, otherwise why would I go down the mountain?" said the old immortal.
"Can you swear?"
A woman who was hurt by a man once said: "There are ghosts in the world, but men can't believe them either."
The general meaning is that you would rather believe in ghosts than a man's bad words. This is the same as men are reliable and sows can climb trees.
"What kind of oath can you make for no reason?" Lao Immortal refused.
Seeing Wang Bu's unfriendly gaze, Lao Bu'sei was afraid that Wang Bu's death would shamelessly follow him again, so he could only swear obediently: "Okay, I swear."
Raising his greasy right hand and swallowing the chicken in his mouth, Old Immortal continued, "If I go down the mountain, I am not looking for my father. No, no, I am looking for my father for Wang Immortal. If there is a thunderstorm, I will never be able to eat chicken in my life."
Split, a bolt of lightning in the distance pierced the sky, and the face of the sky was pierced. I don't know which person who swore randomly was struck by lightning.
A few drops of cold sweat broke out from the old immortal's forehead. Well, it was hot. The morning sun is also very poisonous.
"Grandpa, be careful when you go down the mountain. If it doesn't work, just hold Li Bao's country's lightning rod," Wang Bushit joked.
"You brat, what am I doing with that thing? Li Baoguo needs it more."
I looked at the more than 20 chickens on the ground. It was a big baggage that I couldn’t carry. I couldn’t bear to part with it. Chickens like this kind fed with Li Zheng’s rice and wheat are the most authentic. It's hard to eat them outside. If I could, I would like to put them all in my stomach, but okay, my stomach is a bit small.
Wang Bu Si seemed to see Lao Bu Si's reluctance to let go, and said with a smile: "It would be great if you take me with you, so that someone can carry these chickens."
"If you say you won't take it with you, you won't take it with you." He picked up a few chickens and said, "See you later." The old immortal walked away.
Seeing the back of the old man leaving, Wang Busui felt a little sad. Such a big house would become his own in the future. No one would snatch it from him when he wanted to eat chicken. No one would force him to practice calligraphy or kung fu. Just think about it. sad.
When they are in a bad mood, some people like to cry, some like to act coquettishly, some like to drink alcohol, and some even like to commit suicide. However, Wang Bu Die is more straightforward, that is, have a good meal and be full. kind.
Because of Meng Po's pot of soup, Wang Busui had a large appetite. Because his family was poor, the Li Zheng family's safety measures were sometimes too strong, so Wang Busui could only eat half full. This is probably because Wang Busui was not tall. The reason is that, with a height of less than 1.8 meters, there are really not many people who dare to be male protagonists.
Looking at the remaining dozen chickens, Wang Busheng could finally eat freely. Li Zheng's chickens were plump and plump. Because of Wang Bu's frequent visits, Li Zheng's chickens ran around frequently and exercised regularly. The chicken is different from the chicken from ordinary people. The taste is much better. The chicken is very chewy. When you bite into it, juice will come out. The shredded meat is connected to the shredded meat. For the poor Wang Bushi, he can only He shouted: "It's really delicious."
After eating, I miss the girl. What Lao Zhu said makes sense. No, Wang Bushi had just had a full meal and started thinking wildly. It would be great to have chicken to eat every day. It would be even better if he had a wife to warm the bed. Don’t ask for too much, just find someone like Zhang Jingjun, who shines outside. Wan Zhang is a kind and virtuous man at home, waiting for his wife at home every day. Her daughter-in-law works hard outside, and when she comes home, she prepares sumptuous meals. The family is happy and happy, and it is an extremely warm picture. There is no immortality in this picture. , Huh, who asked him to go down the mountain without taking Wang Buyi with him. After dinner, let’s watch the stars and the moon together. My wife sings a new song to herself.
Stars in the sky
Let’s talk about the long road of life
Familiar figures, familiar faces
You will accompany me through thick and thin
There are too many things on the road that are too difficult
I really don't know what I would do without you
Maybe the shoulders will be bent
Maybe the wings will be broken too
Maybe you fall in the face of difficulties
I just want to have you every day
With you, tears taste sweet too
Seeing your face is like finding money
life is simple
Get up and work, chat together at night
Feelings remain the same for decades
happy everyday
Happiness is simple. When the person you love is by your side, you can see your lover’s face after a tiring day. Of course, the happiest time is at night, with a warm embrace, you know.
People must have dreams, but they cannot always live in dreams. Wang Busui soon came to his senses, and Lao Busui left, taking a total of two bags, one with clothes and the other with a few chickens. As expected, Daming No. 1 was not brought with him.
When he ran to the old man's bedroom, Wang BuShi laughed. As expected, the old man forgot to bring his computer.
Wang Bushi decisively pressed the power button. You must know that although Lao Bushi's computer is only a Daming No. 1, it is much better than Li Xiaoguo's. The clarity and resolution of the screen are not on the same level. Li Xiaoguo's computer is for civilian use and can be bought as long as you have money, but the Daming No. 1 is still difficult to buy unless you have status and status.
Wang Bushui saw that half of Zhang Jingjun's face on the Daming No. 1. He was so shocked that he had already made plans to stay with her for the rest of his life. He had seen it many times in Li Xiaoguo, but every time It's just an outline, and the face can't be seen clearly. Today, he finally got what he wanted. He saw his idol, the person he had seen countless times in his dreams. Wang Busui was very excited and pressed his chest gently with his hand. He was even more excited than his wife giving birth to a child.
"Uh-huh, damn it. The battery is low," Wang Bushitang yelled.
Power generation, power generation, must power generation.
After setting up the bicycle and not caring about the hot weather outside, he connected the cables and started working hard. Although he was very anxious, he couldn't go too fast or the computer would burn out.
Left and right, left and right, up and down, up and down, finally the power generation is finished. Wang Bushi couldn't wait to press the power button.
Soon the computer screen lit up. Well, damn, I didn’t expect Lao Bu Shei to be so offline and shameless. When I turned on the computer, the first thing that caught my eye was a big ball of flesh and a Japanese pirate beauty with basically no clothes. Then The one with less fabric can only be described as three pieces.
"How dare you look at yourself? Look again, look again, okay, I'll look at you too," Wang BuSi shouted, so you looked over, I looked over, the beauty was still the same, looking at Wang BuSi with a smile, showing My own beauty, just like this, you come and go, and ten minutes have passed.
Um, okay, I can't help it. I've seen Japanese pirate girls without clothes before. This is the first time I've seen one with clothes on. Although the clothes are a little less, I'm still very curious.
Wang Bushit shed tears, not because he was moved, but because he was tired, he could only close his eyes reluctantly.
Swallowing, he should be able to find such a woman to accompany him in bed. However, when he thought of the door that had been opened for countless men, Wang Busheng gave up on that idea. It was better to have his first love, which was pure and clean. , without any stain,
Open the search engine, enter the three words Zhang Jingjun, and the little earth you search for will start spinning. Wang Busheng waited anxiously.
With a thud, the door was kicked open, and the old man ran back panting.
Wang Busheng was overjoyed when he saw this, "Grandpa, why are you back? I knew you couldn't bear to leave me and wanted to take me down the mountain with you. I'll pack my things right now."
Old Immortal ignored Wang Immortal and walked straight to Wang Immortal, grabbed the computer and said, "You are overthinking it. I just came back to get the computer. Children, even their hair is not even long, can learn how to play on computers like others."
After saying that, without any hesitation, he walked away again.
Wang Busheng stood in the courtyard, alone and messy in the wind. Thinking of the Japanese pirate girl who had no money to buy clothes, and then thinking of Zhang Jingjun's pretty face, Wang Bushu suddenly felt that he had lost the watermelon instead of picking up the sesame seeds, and couldn't help complaining: "It's all your fault."
