C67 (2/2)

Thus, the four of them left the house. I heaved a sigh of relief, closed the door, and went back to sleep.

He slept until daybreak. I got up and went out into the yard.

The winter sun was warm. The branches of the trees were bare. Some wind blew. I was thin and still cold in the sun. He then rummaged through a few cabinets and put on the clothes he had found. Several pieces of clothing were worn together, they were thick and tight, acting as protection against the cold. It's just that I'm way too tall, with long arms and legs and a belly. Wearing these clothes revealed half of his calves, forearms, and stomach.

The place where he couldn't hold it anymore was freezing cold!

I couldn't help but mutter, ”Why did you grow up to be such a tall bastard? It's not as good as being short! There's no need to make clothes! ”

He had nothing to do anyway. I gathered myself together and squatted at the base of the wall to warm myself. He could hear the cries and screams of the neighbors across the alley, because the child was gone. I'm afraid that I'm afraid of losing my composure and not daring to go out.

A while later. Someone had knocked on the door. I went over uneasily and opened the door. The one who came was San Geda. He asked me what I was doing at home, and why I hadn't seen a joke. I told you what a joke. He said that the children of the Niu Dewang family had disappeared and the family was sitting on the ground crying and making a ruckus. Let's go and take a look.

I rolled my eyes at him and said unhappily, ”Third Uncle, it's a tragedy that their child disappeared. It's a joke! ”

San Geda gave a silly smile and said: ”Everyone in the village, as long as it does not concern you, who cares about your family. Even if your entire family is burnt to death, to others, it would be a joke! On the surface, he said he felt sympathy, pity, and even cried in front of everyone. Who knew how excited he was! They were afraid that the villagers would live too peacefully, without any problems for a long time, without any jokes or tongue to chew, which was what was called boredom!

Why do people always get together after tea? Isn't it all just to ask about something explosive! He would find someone else to brag later on! The villagers, after all, are all farmers. They can't show anyone's actions, but they can speak for themselves! ”

I hugged myself again and squatted down, saying, ”I'm not going to watch a joke! Seeing them cry makes my heart ache! ”

”You're such a good person!”

I asked again, ”Third Uncle, what are you doing here? After all, you can't possibly tell me to go and watch a joke here! ”

The San Geda said, ”Today is Saturday, and it's the new year. I reckon that your Second Brother will be back today! He used to come back on Saturday! I'll wait for him at home with you! ” Saying that, he knelt down beside me with his arms around his body.

”Does my Second Brother come back to drive?” I asked.

”Open!” Open a green jeep! The car's name was 212! How domineering! When he arrived, everyone in the village was circling the car! ”

After a while, the San Geda could no longer hold it in and stood up, saying, ”I'll go see him cry first. When your Second Brother arrives at the village, when the horn sounds, I'll go look for him on the street. Every time he parked on the street, he thought the alley was too narrow for him to drive in and scrape the car with! If you hear the horn, go out into the street and help him carry his things! ”

I nodded and said I understood. You can go now.

Another hour passed. I crouch against the wall, squinting and falling. Suddenly there was a long car whistle, which startled me and dispelled my drowsiness. He thought to himself, ”Second Brother is back. This guy can do whatever he wants!” He stood up, tidied up his clothes, wiped his hair with his hand, and went out into the street.

Even the people who were just standing next to my door and joining in on the fun came out. They all ran out into the street, saying that Er Nengdan was back, and went to take a look at his car.

In the street I saw a brand-new green jeep parked beside a tree. There was a guy wearing a new and neat gray Chinese tunic. He had combed his oily hair and was standing straight next to the jeep with a complacent look on his face. Presumably, he is my Second Brother.

”Er Nengdan is getting more and more blessed!”

”This looks like twenty to eighty thousand gold coins!” However, they have the qualifications to do so! ”

”Er Nengdan, did you bring the cigarettes?”

The smile on that guy's face reminded me of Zhou Run Fa's God of Gambling. He took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and sent them out one by one. There were so many people surrounding her that a box of cigarettes was not enough. He took out another box and tore it open. In the end everyone had one or two cigarettes. Women and children too. If he didn't know how to smoke it, it was for her man or her father to steal it.

Everyone was curious for a while before dispersing. Don't stop Er Nengdan from walking!

There were several empty cigarette boxes on the ground.

San Geda pulled me over and introduced me, ”Er Xiao, this is your brother who has been missing for eighteen years, he has returned!”

Er Nengdan sized me up a few times, then gave an ”oh” in an indifferent tone, not at all enthusiastic. I was also a proud man, and when I saw that he was not enthusiastic, I showed indifference.

”Come here and pick up your things!” he said. He opened the door of the car and picked up a child. The child was dressed in very foreign attire and wore small shoes on his feet. Her chubby white face and red lips made her black eyes roll around. With a single glance, she could tell that she was a child that could easily keep up with other people.

My eyes went wide when I saw the boy holding a red cannon in his hand.

”Er Xiao, whose child is this?” San Geda asked.

”It's from the county's office!” He insisted on following me. The county magistrate has also agreed to let him accompany me to the countryside for the new year.

”The child of the county governor!” How rare! His looks were really attractive! How old is he? ” San Geda could not stop laughing.

”Ten years old!”