That earth-shattering crying ghost god's fart left a fatal sequelae. I went on a blind date more than thirty times, each time failing, even though I had a tailor's craft, an only son, and an eight-poster tile house. I was on a blind date with a spring peach who was one of the hundred miles, and although Xiaomei was not present, the reason for the failure was related to Xiaomei...
My last blind date
Six years have passed, and by chance, I saw Xiaomei on the ferry dock not far from the tailor's shop! ------------------
That was the day our brigade bought "resale grain." My hometown is a cotton-producing area and I eat remarketed grain for at least six months a year. People call the purchase of resale grain "Tigu". Every time they "mention the valley", people are nervous, and even worried, afraid of buying late rice that is "not long rice", and looking forward to buying early rice for "long rice". ——When cooking porridge, early rice can absorb more water, can cook flowers, even if mixed with a lot of melons, fruits and vegetables, but also make people feel that the pot is full of rice grains, giving people a more real "eating" feeling, while late rice does not have these advantages.
Proof of grain resale
The grain station was located in the town six miles from the village, and everyone paid close attention to the news brought back by the people who had "Tigu". I remember that at noon that day, someone said that an early rice barn had just been opened, and the yellow and brilliant morning grain had been piled up to the roof; the people in the village waiting for the "TiGu" to rush to tell each other and flock to it.
The ferry that Xiaomei once took
Everyone scrambled to get on the boat, and hula squeezed a full boat. Gong Gong shouted anxiously, "There are too many people... More people! Overloaded... Something will happen! At least two people down! ”
The village boy shouted in a long voice on the shore: 欸 – don't come down! Don't go down! Calling two people on their backs to extra people?
Gong Gong is a former white iron in the processing plant of the old man of gold, a person with a brilliant mind, he said "this" a little, seems to think that this idea is good, but after thinking about it for a moment, he feels that it is not right, and scolds on the shore: Dog Day, people back people, isn't the weight still on the ship? Are you responsible for something going wrong? Brain-cutting...
I heard that the man in the straw hat was Xiaomei's father, and he almost became my father-in-law
Old Man Jin's scolding faded, and a girl with a black bag jumped from the bow of the boat. I suddenly felt that this figure was very familiar, and when I fixed my eyes on it, it turned out to be a small beauty that I hadn't seen for several years! -------------------------------------------------
I was afraid that Xiaomei would find me, so I quickly wrapped my neck around my neck and shoved myself into the crowd waiting for the boat.
I am worried that Xiaomei will see me, not only because of "cutting the capitalist tail" I left the tailor shop, close to nature for five or six years, after a period of time and months, became a typical black boy, more importantly, I injured a leg in the process of "vowing to produce lint cotton from acres", walking a little upside down, the overall shape is completely different from the brother of the year...
Xiaomei once transitioned here
I hid in the middle of the crowd, worried, sneakily looking at Xiaomei.
What I saw was a back. Xiaomei has grown into a big girl, just in her youth. For some reason, I suddenly felt that the gap between Xiaomei's appearance and Daiyu was larger, and it didn't seem to be quite like Baochao, but it was very much like the rough beards that burned fires and miscellaneous things in the firewood room of Jia Fu, and even felt a bit like the silly girl Cuihua in the village. In my opinion, the most obvious flaw of Xiaomei is that her upper body is long and her legs are a little short.
Six years later I met Xiaomei, and that day I asked someone to take a secret photo
Probably standing for too long, Xiaomei moved her steps, her side facing me, so I had a new discovery: Xiaomei's teeth were originally typical of "ground wrapping the sky", the chin seemed to be too long, take today's standards, and a male actor's chin has a fight, because the forehead is slightly protruding, from the side, the whole face shape is curved a bit like my brass shoehorn...
Middle-aged beauty
I can't rush to "Tigu" - I must not transition with Xiaomei. With my back hunched over my neck, I turned and walked toward the embankment, hiding behind a willow tree...
Xiaomei got on the boat under the push and shoving of people, left the boat ashore after ten minutes, climbed up the high embankment on the opposite bank, and finally disappeared from my vision.
The appearance and disappearance of Xiaomei did not have much impact on me, because she was not the pure love girl of six years ago--the little princess with a good face, a lotus collar top and a short braid, my Daiyu.
My little fairy often appears in my dreams, but the relevant plot is either beginningless or full of sadness. It should be said that the "methane incident" six years ago left a fatal sequelae, and everything was related to Xiaomei.
Twenty years old is the best time for young boys and girls in the country to talk about marriage, but I have encountered unprecedented trouble. The nickname "Little Tailor" is still there, but my position in the village is declining.
My best friend, a few blind dates for me to put on a whistle, now it has become a big money, old and rich...
Six years have passed, the commune is still "squatting" in our village, the problem of eating is still the same, and my belly is still rumbling, so every time I go on a blind date, I am always worried about the recurrence of the tragedy of six years ago. Because of the heavy psychological burden, every blind date ended in failure. In fact, I have advantages that ordinary rural youth do not have: an only son, a tall man of one meter and eight meters, a tile house with eight columns and three rooms, a sewing machine, plus a tailoring craft that can make a living...
My twenty-eighth blind date
The first blind date was at the home of an aunt in the village, and the blind date was her mother-in-law's niece, named Chun Tao. It was a midsummer evening, the diesel lights reflecting on my face and Spring Peach's faces, and I was both excited and nervous. The aunt deliberately put the two chairs close together, expecting us to spark.
Before going deeper into the conversation, the aunt instructed Chun Tao to get up and go to the kitchen to do something, and I knew that this aunt had made a calculation to show me the full picture and details of her niece, so that I could see how perfect her niece was.
This girl is really good: rosy face, good features, beautiful eyebrows, well-proportioned figure, thin midsummer single clothes can not hide the youth bloom of the chest, two oily black thick braids hanging down to the waist, beautiful braids with the twisting of the hips and playfully dancing, and the plump and rounded hips make me think of it even more, two long healthy legs also make people feel evil, and even the light steps seem to stir my lust... I was amazed that the nutritious fruits and vegetables could contain such a plump and beautiful life, and I admired the tenacity of rural life. Naturally, out of instinct, and by my lewd nature, I thought of Baochao, of the ability of spring peaches to produce baby cubs...
I realized it was a rare opportunity and told myself not to screw it up. To tell the truth, I didn't think of Xiaomei at all, but the terrible experience of interacting with Xiaomei suddenly jumped out, the head buzzed, and methane turned into a white monster, with a vicious face, opening its teeth and dancing claws at me... A vertigo struck. I shook my head fiercely, tried to calm myself down, and then, in my heart, I told myself categorically: Spiritual point, historical tragedy must not be staged again.
My twenty-ninth blind date, that's when my jaw started to get longer
With another grunt in my stomach, I quickly removed my chair and approached the threshold of the gate. I thought that in case methane was going to do it again, I would turn my hips toward the door and let the methane ring in the vast space, so that the spring peach would hear the sound very weakly, and perhaps not hear any sound at all. There was a broken bamboo chair outside the door, and I had the opportunity to replace the chair I was sitting on with a lightning speed that could not cover my ears.
Harumo returned from the kitchen and was a little surprised to see me move to the door, but immediately relieved, because it was hot, sitting in a breathable place, there was nothing wrong with it.
Chun Tao has studied primary school for six years, is a cultured and courageous country girl, completely without the shyness and restraint of ordinary country girls when they are blind dates, but has always taken the initiative and constantly asked me questions, from whether my family is "middle peasant" or "middle peasant", what year and month I was born, whether I smoked and drank, to whether I have been intimate with other girls, to whether I like the flower drum drama in my hometown, whether I usually do housework, what plans do I have after starting a family...
The thirtieth blind date...
I had to answer questions, and the answers were like a stream, and Chun Tao was very satisfied with my answer, and a smile appeared on her face. Just when I was a little proud, the rumbling in my abdomen began to grow louder, and I felt a breath mass slowly moving towards the lower body, with a ghost fetus, a bad intention, and a bad intention. I tensed up, I thought of the historical mission of passing on the generations, I thought of the heroes who turned the tide, such as blowing up bunkers and blocking guns and stopping horses, I began to use all my physical strength and all my energy to deal with this evil air mass. I tightened the valve with all my strength to prevent it from coming out, and at the same time did my best to turn the cannon into a boo. I shook the broken bamboo chair so hard that it creaked—in case the evil air mass spewed out, the creak of the broken bamboo chair was enough to suppress the vulgar and ugly explosion.
Chun Tao asked again, and seemed to repeat it again, but the creak of the bamboo chair disturbed Chun Tao's voice, and besides, my energy was not on hearing, I only saw Chun Tao's lips moving continuously.
Eventually, I controlled the air mass, turned the cannon into a boo, and the methane slowly leaked out, without any sound. However, before I could rejoice, I noticed that Chun Tao's face had changed, and then she resolutely got up, threw off her braids, and ran toward the kitchen with anger. -----------------
It's spring peach! Just because I didn't hear a word clearly... Alas, if not, it would have been a child fucking!
The aunt, who was hiding in the room to eavesdrop, immediately rushed out of the door and chased after her.
After a long time, the aunt returned breathlessly and said angrily: Run... Run! Ran from the kitchen back door! My sister-in-law is going to scold me! Then he asked sternly: She just asked you if you would like to associate with her, why don't you make a sound? His face turned red... Bad answer? Can't say it? Also moved the chair that far! Not willing to talk to her? You are an only son, very remarkable! Do you have a great tailoring skill? Well! Your legs are still... What ingredients are in your house? Poor peasants? Well! you......
It turned out that when I was fighting methane to the death, I missed a question that was heavier than Tarzan and was at stake!
It's methane again!
In the end, the blind date was successful!