[Bottle Evil Doujin] Generation Gap

Chapter 12 Generation Gap Series Short Chapter 2 "Homecoming"

The flowers on the Moshang bloom, and can return slowly.

This is a letter written by King Wuyue to his wife. A few words are enough to express his longing. His wife has not come back to her natal home for a long time. Ma'am, the flowers are blooming, don't forget to watch them while walking on the way back~

His surname is Wu and I am also surnamed Wu. Why is there such a big difference? I squatted on the threshold with an unlit cigarette in my mouth, listening to the sound of throwing dishes and scolding my mother behind me, and dared not speak to Boyouping for fear that he would be in the New Year. Hearing these unbearable voices, he had to type tremblingly.

[Brother, what are you doing? 】

Will this be too formal, and asking people what they are doing directly, it makes me feel like I am checking the post, whether it is good or not.I deleted the typed words one by one, and racked my brains to think about how to send a message to my brother.

It stands to reason that it would be the most straightforward for me to ask Fatty what Boyouping is doing, but just now I called him several times and Fatty didn't answer. I don't know where I went to drink and get drunk. I asked him to take good care of my little brother. He just continued to wander around without any sense of responsibility. Go back and see if I don't pull his ears off.

[Happy New Year, brother, what are you doing? 】

Although I added Happy New Year, the latter sentence still directly exposed my purpose, which is still too direct.

[Happy New Year, little brother, have you watched the Spring Festival Gala yet?What is the fat man doing? 】

I finally edited a fairly satisfactory message and sent it over happily, but it took half an hour to send it successfully. In this kind of rural area, China Mobile finally couldn't be awesome.

I sighed, and put the mobile phone with only two signals left in my pocket. Looking at the signal situation, it would take another half an hour for Poker to return to me.

I took the time to look back at the room, they were still arguing, the sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner had already fed the floor, and it was trampled into lumps of mud by people coming and going, I saw one of my buddies stepped on a small Qingcai, that Qingcai was fluttering and fluttering with his movements, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

In fact, this kind of scene was already in my mind when I decided to come back for the New Year. My family has never been peaceful in these years. Although they are running for the same purpose of making money, there are always people who are unbalanced and others take more than themselves, and don’t think about themselves. It took a little bit of effort, and it's no wonder that those who don't like each other put so many people who don't like each other on the same table can have a good meal.

So before I came, my buddy and a group of relatives who were on my side arrived long ago. I don't fight a battle I am not prepared for, and I am no longer ready to fight it myself.

The old lady has been helped by my mother back to the house to go to sleep, they are quite polite, knowing that when the old man leaves the table and then lift the table, my father and my second uncle have already been persuaded to leave the table by me, this incident itself is a shock I, or I came here for the money, I can solve it myself.

Alas, I am actually very peace-loving, why do you have to force me to do it? Wouldn’t it be nice to have a quiet reunion dinner?

I see that the situation in the house is very good, and I don't need to go out for a while, so I plan to hide for a while, it's too noisy here.

I took off the cigarette and smelled it reluctantly, then threw it in the grass beside me, and walked slowly towards the entrance of the village with my hands in my hands, wondering if the signal there would be better.

There are no entertainment programs in our village during the Chinese New Year. Young and middle-aged people gather to gamble when they come back. It is seen that some of them lose 10,000+ in one night when they are not very good at playing, and it doubles and doubles.When I passed by with my hands in my hands, they tried to pull me along. It took me a little effort to run to the entrance of the deserted village and take out my mobile phone to read the information.

Poker bottle sent a message, and there was a picture, I was a little flustered when I saw it, and I thought that he sent me a selfie, right?

[The fat man is drunk and sleeping, happy new year]

With my unremitting efforts, Boyouping finally stopped posting hehe, which is really gratifying. In order to let me intuitively understand what he is doing, and in order not to waste too much time, he chose to directly take pictures of the TV screen and the wall. After half-drawing the calendar, there were several very familiar host faces on the screen.

Where can’t I watch the Spring Festival Gala, I have to watch him take pictures for me, but it’s pretty good that he can do this, I can’t expect him to adjust the front camera at 45 degrees to take a selfie for me to see, it’s too difficult , I have no choice but to comfort myself, this is the style of the stuffy oil bottle.

[Did the fat man drag you to drink again?Next time he pulls you to go, you just say no to him. 】

【Um. 】

In fact, the fat man has been drinking wine for so many years, and his alcohol capacity is very good. Burning knife Erguotou is nothing at all. In his words, when he was young, he would blow a whole bottle without blinking, but every time he talked with Stuffy oil bottles and wine fights will end up as drunk as mud.

Boyouping drank so much that I always felt that his blood could soothe the hangover, no matter how much he drank. Thinking about it, the Zhang family seems to be from the Northeast. It’s true that Beishangguang doesn’t believe in tears, and Heijiliao doesn’t believe in getting drunk.

Northeast, I imagined the scene of my little brother speaking in a Northeast accent, and was immediately overwhelmed by my own imagination. I couldn't help laughing, and I almost bit my tongue when the phone suddenly vibrated desperately.

The mobile phone was singing cheerfully in my pocket, and the deafening sound of firecrackers rang out in the village, followed by fireworks bursting into the sky, illuminating half of the sky in color.

"Happy New Year...! Oh oh...!!" A young man's yell was faintly heard in the distance, and the dogs in the village also barked wildly, mixed with the siren of the car being shaken. I stood at the entrance of the village and felt it. Get that rowdy.

It turned out that it was already twelve o'clock, I rubbed my ears, and I didn't need to look at the text messages on my phone to congratulate the New Year. My friends didn't have much leisure time to send out long congratulatory speeches. Most of them were happy New Year, let's go Just go through the process, and those who are particularly idle, such as black blind people, will add a cheap little expression.

I accurately found the name of Poker Finger in a bunch of text messages. I thought he would not send me a New Year text message, but then I thought that he is actually an old-fashioned educated person. This kind of etiquette will definitely not be left behind. According to his Most of the personality is a well-behaved happy new year or something, maybe it will be a straight congratulations and new happiness?

I replied Happy New Year to others one by one, and finally opened the text message of Poker Ping, because I thought I could reply him with a few longer ones at the end. With a tacit understanding, even if they are relatively silent, they will not be embarrassed.

I opened the text message of Boyouping with a smile, and after reading the smile, the corner of my lips froze, and I let out an uncontrollable ah.

[Wu Xie, happy new year, I miss you very much, hope to return early. 】

A photo was attached at the back of the text message, it was a selfie of Poker, he didn't seem to be very good at using the front camera, he was too close to the camera when he took the photo, his whole face filled the entire screen, his eyes were black and bright straight Staring straight into the camera, as if staring directly at me from a screen.

Fuck, playing cards against common sense, this is too foul! ?

I stared at the short thirteen words, and felt that this sentence was the most difficult to understand among the words Poker Ping said. I knew that my facial expression must be very exciting. He would hear the gossip that his only son had gone stupid.

My first reaction was that this was not edited by Pokerfinger himself. It is very likely that the fat man deliberately played tricks on me, but the fat man was already so drunk that he didn't even send me a congratulatory text message. How could he go to get Pokerfinger.

I miss you very much, hope to return early.

Hold.

In response to what Boyoufeng said, I overturned my original plan and flew from Changsha to Beijing on the third day of the Lunar New Year. I just threw my luggage directly to my father and asked him to take it back for me. I packed lightly.

Wang Meng probably expected that I would do this a long time ago. When I called him in the middle of the night to ask him to get me a ticket during the Spring Festival, his tone was very calm and calm, and told me to fly at 01:30 tomorrow afternoon. , don't forget to bring your ID card.

This kid also worked very hard to have a good New Year. He paid for my air tickets from the first day to the fifth day of the new year. No matter which day I smoked the shofar, I could get on the plane to Beijing. It was a rare cleverness.

I didn't tell Poker bottle about this, hoping to give him a surprise. I tossed and turned for a long time on the plane, and I felt that it was a little perverted to engage in such small tricks at my age. When the plane landed, I would give Poker bottle I called and told him that I had arrived in Beijing, and asked if he was at Fatty's house.

Poker-face immediately replied that I will pick you up and wait for me in the lobby.I hurriedly told him not to come, it was cold, but he didn't come back, so I had to stand at the main entrance of the hall and wait.

Well, I'm grateful he wanted to pick me up, but it would take us twice as long, and I'd be kind of an idiot standing in the lobby waiting for someone.

There were still a lot of people at the airport on the third day of the Lunar New Year. I saw the couple on the left embracing passionately, the couple on the right, you and me, and the wanderer in front of you coming home crying. It was a warm and touching scene of dog abuse.

And I, a middle-aged uncle, stood alone at the door with empty hands. Several times people came up and asked my master if he would go to XXX, and they thought that my appearance was a taxi driver who came to solicit customers. A joke, there are taxis that look so much like Wu Yanzu driver?

Of course, this is not the reason why I don’t want Poker Bottle to pick me up. The main reason is that Fatty lives far from the airport, and it takes about two hours to take a taxi. , I didn’t expect to be bored for more than 40 minutes, and I saw Poker Bottle appear at the door of the hall.

I saw him at a glance, and waved at him desperately: "Brother! I'm here!"

Poker bottle should have come running over, but with his physical fitness, sweat was dripping from his forehead. I found that he was only wearing a thin woolen coat, and he didn't even wear a scarf.

I immediately took off the scarf around my neck and wrapped it around his neck, and wiped the sweat off his head in distress: "Is it cold? Where did the fat man go? Didn't I ask him to buy you thick ones? Wearing something so thin?"

Poker bottle said, "I'm not cold."

I insisted on taking off my gloves to him too, thinking fart, don’t think that I don’t know at home, every time I have to sit next to the air conditioner, and secretly adjust the air conditioner to face me at an angle, and I’m not afraid to brag to me cold.

I took the opportunity to put gloves on Poker bottle and squeezed his arm. I was relieved when I found that he hadn’t lost weight. The gloves I bought were finger-pointed, so I could only wear the left hand one for him, and the right hand must be worn. You have to poke two holes to wear it, so you have to give up.

Poker bottle put the right glove back on my hand, then grabbed my left hand with his right hand, and said seriously: "This way your hands won't be cold, let's go."

My old face blushed, and I subconsciously wanted to pull my hand out. After all, in public places, two old men hold hands a lot, and they can explain it by hooking their shoulders and their backs. Then I thought about it. People I don’t know here. So what, I'm not afraid of people watching in my life, so those heterosexuals don't have any scruples about kissing and rubbing their waists in front of the public.

I immediately straightened up, squeezed the hand of the bottle of oil with my backhand, and led him out of the hall. As soon as I left the heating, I was blown away by the cold wind, and the wind whizzed in along my collar. He couldn't help but rejoice that he had just put a scarf around Poker Face, and he caught a cold again from the sweat all over his body.

There are so many people at the airport and taxis are naturally in short supply. Several big men who wanted to join my team backed away silently after seeing the hideous scar on my neck. The taxi driver originally wanted to ask me for a price. Indicates that the watch can be played.

Poker and I squeezed in the back seat of the taxi, shoulder to shoulder and leg to leg, and holding hands all the time. The taxi driver kept secretly watching from the rearview mirror. I probably haven’t seen us like this before. I glared at him. , Let him drive well, I don't want to die in a car accident caused by such a strange reason.

It was very warm in the car, and when it was warm, I felt a little sleepy, and I couldn't sleep well at home, let alone those bad things. I have been lying in bed for the past few days.

But the drive is only two hours, if I fall asleep, it means that I will be woken up when I am sleeping soundly, and I will face the cold wind when I get off the car, so I have to force myself to talk to Poker Bottle: " Brother, how are you doing these days? The weather in Beijing is not good these days, why don’t you wear a mask when you come out, by the way, what do you eat these days, the fat man won’t order you takeaway every day, right? ? Or take you to the restaurant every day? Or did he buy you a roast duck for you to eat when you’re hungry? Fuck, he didn’t leave you at home alone to drink hemp? You’ve been wearing it for a few days Wandering outside so thin? You can’t enter the house without the key!?”

I asked all the things I was worried about in one breath. Poker Ping did not dislike my mother-in-law, and answered my questions patiently. When he was talking, he would turn his head and look at me. His eyes were brighter than in the photo. I spoke at different speeds like a cannonball, but he spoke at a gentle speed, telling everything in a calm and unhurried manner.

Poker-face seldom speaks, and only opens his mouth when necessary, and most of the words are concise and to the point. He is willing to chat with me for two hours on such a boring topic, which makes me a little moved. His voice is very nice. Know.

The taxi driver tremblingly drove the car to the destination, took the money, and rushed out with a kick of the gas pedal, as if Poker-Face and I were some scourge.

The fat man was still sleeping when we entered the door. It had been three days since the year and he was still hangovered. He was simply decadent. I didn't show politeness to him. I just threw him off the bed and yelled, "surprise!"

The fat man raised his head in confusion, his face was still red from sleep, and when he saw that I was back, he immediately kicked me unceremoniously, saying that I was finally willing to come back to see my brother, and I had to ask Xiao Hua to drink with them at night Just one meal.

I said you still drink, you don’t know how to take good care of your kidneys at your age, it’s up to you what to do when the drink breaks down, the doctor cuts it down and it’s all fat, and you have to cut more layers, which is a waste of time and money.

The fat man didn't care about it: "You know what, the fat man's kidneys are strong. If you have this spare time to worry about me, you might as well worry about yourself. Those who are as thin as bean sprouts look like kidney failure."

I slapped the lunch box on the table on his face: "Don't talk to me, it's useless. I told you to take good care of my little brother, so you just order takeaway for him every day? These are all high in cholesterol, do you know the waste oil?"

"Look at what you said, why are you calling every day? Fatty, I cook three meals a day for my little brother, and I only order a few takeaways during special circumstances." The fat man opened his eyes and said nonsense. , When I couldn't see, I kicked a trash can of takeaway boxes under the coffee table.

I went to the TV and took down the calendar and flipped through the ashes in one hand: "Look at your life, there is already a lot of smog outside, can't you clean your house properly? Vacuum outside Sucking ashes at home, you have two kidneys but only one lung!"

The fat man said: "Come on, you just said that when I was here, and you didn't see you so concerned about the hygiene of my house when you were away. Isn't there no way? Is it hard to go home if you are worried!"

I know that the fat man is talking about the girl who has been chasing him for him to marry, and I said yes, the girl's taste has not changed. She has not gotten tired of this fatty taste after eating it for so long, and she is still chasing after her.

After messing with the fat man for a while, I became more tired and wanted to borrow a bed from him for a while. The fat man asked me to sleep in my brother's bed. He didn't sleep all night last night and was sleepy.

The room in Duyouping is much better than the living room, at least the garbage is in the trash can, and the quilt is still on the bed. I just wash my face and rinse my mouth and then throw myself on the bed. It is finally clean, and I don’t have to listen to those old people who are not ashamed. Millions chirping with me.

Poker-Face helped me hang up my coat and asked me, "Did you sleep well these days?"

I didn't want him to worry, so I said, "It's pretty good, brother, the incense you made for me is pretty good, I feel sleepy after smelling it."

Poker bottle said that would be good, but it's a pity that that kind of incense is almost extinct now, and he can't get more. I remembered what my second uncle said, and immediately said anxiously: "Brother, you can get so much already. It’s awesome, actually I’m sleeping pretty well now, and I can fall asleep without that scent! Really, it’s easy to touch the pillow now! Don’t try to find it anymore!”

Poker bottle sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to touch my face, and rubbed my dark circles with a little force, his expression seemed to be looking at the disobedient child at home who was lying, so I had no choice but to change my words: "The New Year's rules in the countryside Too many, I have to stay up late, I will definitely fall asleep when I get home."

Poker bottle was noncommittal, helped me pull up the quilt and tucked it in, then lowered his head and kissed me on the mouth: "I'll be with you, go to sleep."

Homecoming is like an arrow, an idiom, from the biography of Haoqiu, which means that the feeling of wanting to go home is as fast as the arrow shot.Described as eager to go home.