Chapter 120 Chapter 120 It makes her seem like she has a conscience...
Winter in Northeast China is certainly beautiful.
The earth is covered with snow and ice stretches for thousands of miles. The world wrapped in silver is vast and white, like a magnificent painting. It was a rare good day without snow or wind, and the beautiful scenery was displayed to the fullest.
Song Ruan sat leisurely on the cart with his hands in his pockets, the ears of his felt hat dropped down like a golden retriever, he was wearing a brand new cotton-padded jacket and thick cotton shoes, he felt warm all over, and he was in a leisurely mood to sigh at the beautiful scenery of his motherland.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to pretend to recite a few lines of the Chairman's poetry, Zhao Weijun in front of him suddenly accelerated, and a cold wind mixed with a few loose snowflakes on the ground blew over and hit his face, like the wind carrying sand on the beach, and fell on the corners of his mouth, quickly melting into icy liquid.
Song Ruan smacked his lips and shrank his neck, then slightly adjusted his sitting position and huddled behind Grandma Sun.
Well, there's no wind now.
Han Zhenzhen, who was sitting opposite her, brightened her eyes and followed Liu Xiaojuan's example, shrinking behind her. Hehehe, there is no wind anymore.
The bicycle quickly passed through the entire village and came to the main road. Naturally, it attracted the attention of almost all passers-by from inside and outside the village.
Wow, these days, I’ve seen carts pulled by horses, donkeys, and cows, but this is the first time I’ve seen a cart pulled by a bicycle.
Be good! A bicycle can pull a cart!
Everyone's eyes popped out of their heads and they unconsciously quickened their pace to follow behind the car and walk out.
Especially the children, they opened their mouths and moved their legs, almost trotting behind the cart. At first glance, they looked like black ribbons tied behind the cart.
Mrs. Sun held her head high. Although it was a bitterly cold winter, she managed to act as if she was in high spirits. She even stood up by holding the handlebars - and deliberately stood behind the big red flower tied to the handlebars - just like the old commander reviewing the troops during the military parade.
Some people, like Aunt Liu, couldn't stand her boastful look with wrinkles all over her face, and asked sourly, "A horse-drawn cart is called a horse-drawn cart, a donkey-drawn cart is called a donkey cart, and what should you call your cart, Aunt Sun? A bicycle cart?"
As the top player of the Dongfeng Brigade, Grandma Sun is not someone to be trifled with. She put her hands on her waist and said loudly, "You don't know, that's right. You don't have a bicycle at home, and you don't have a filial child like my second child who is willing to ride a bicycle to take you. Just take a look, don't think too much."
The blow was fatal, hitting Aunt Liu right in the chest and making her turn into a puffer fish on the spot.
“You, you, you…”
Tiedan looked at Grandma Sun's majestic and glorious appearance, and forgot about Song Ruan's reputation of beating up the wild boar king with his fists and kicking the human traffickers with his feet. He struggled to jump out of Zhao Weimin's arms, and imitated his grandmother, standing on tiptoe and holding the handrail. His little face, still with a runny nose, showed the smugness of a successful person.
Unfortunately, Xiaofeng is not here.
He sighed somewhat frustratedly.
But then, the envious looks of other children turned into complacent excitement, and I quickly forgot about the slight disappointment.
Hehehe, no matter what, he is now the most handsome guy on this road and in the entire Dongfeng Brigade!
Aunt Liu couldn't win the argument with Granny Sun, so she turned her gaze to Song Ruan and Han Zhenzhen: "Isn't this Granny Sun's car? How did you get in it?"
Song Ruan cleared her throat and said, "Grandma Sun and I are neighbors. Isn't it normal for neighbors to help each other? Especially since Grandma Sun is such a good person."
Sun, a good man, took two eggs and the old woman claimed them without changing her expression: "Yes, yes!! You are not so conscious and can't understand the kindness and enthusiasm of a good person like me!"
Aunt Liu's eyes almost popped out: "Who is kind? What kindness? What kind of kindness?"
Liu Fengjuan dared to swear on her life that Song Ruan and Han Zhenzhen, the two educated youth, must have received bribes in order to be able to ride on Sun Xiaohua's cart!
Kind and enthusiastic? !
Pooh! Sun Xiaohua grew up just like these two words in reverse order!
Granny Sun looked at her with contempt: "You have a bad heart, and bad ears, so what else can you do?"
Aunt Liu blushed: "Bah, you think I can't guess that you must have taken advantage of these two girls. Who knows how much money you received from them!"
Although it is something that can be guessed very obviously, it cannot be admitted openly - after all, private transactions are prohibited these days. If some people with bad intentions really make a big deal out of it, both the person paying and the person receiving the money will suffer the consequences.
Song Ruan said righteously: "Aunt Liu, how can you make such malicious assumptions about me and Granny Sun? The Chairman said that all members of the revolutionary team should care for each other, love each other, and help each other. We are actively following the Chairman's instructions to form a pure revolutionary friendship. How can you make such cold and negative assumptions about us? This is a humiliation to our pure comradeship!"
That self-righteous attitude, that righteous speech, not to mention Aunt Liu who was only expressing her opinion based on her own speculation, even Mrs. Sun who had actually agreed to use two eggs to pay for the bus fare, felt confused for a moment.
——She and Xiao Song, are they like this? Haha?
But as the top star of the Dongfeng Brigade, Mrs. Sun is naturally not a thin-skinned person. She moved her mouth silently at first, and then refuted Aunt Liu with a louder voice.
"Right! That's what Xiao Song said. We are learning from the leader's speech. Liu Fengjuan, you don't know a thing. Stop making up stories."
Aunt Liu was so angry that she stood still, staring at them intently, as if she wanted to intimidate them with this attitude, or make them feel guilty.
——It seems as if neither Song Ruan nor Sun Po has such a precious thing as a conscience.
Granny Sun said arrogantly, with her hands on her hips, to Aunt Liu: "Just stand there for a while. If you have the guts, just stand here until the market is over!"
Aunt Liu was so angry that she looked like a bloated black bullfrog. Her chest heaved and she gasped for breath several times. She suddenly picked up a piece of ice from the ground and smashed it against the back of the cart.
Song Ruan and Grandma Sun dodged swiftly, and the ball of ice and snow exploded accurately on Zhao Weimin's face.
Zhao Weimin, who was habitually hiding aside and pretending to be a quail:? ? ?
Could this hurt him by mistake?
Granny Sun didn't feel the least bit distressed or angry about her son being accidentally injured. Instead, she proudly put her hands on her hips and laughed at Aunt Liu who was gradually falling behind: "Oh my, Liu Huo Guazi, you are old. Look at your shaking hands. Are you having epilepsy?"
Aunt Liu's hands really started to tremble this time.
Granny Sun turned around and urged her second son who was riding the bike: "Weijun, pedal faster, that old widow will catch up with us soon."
Zhao Weijun: …………
His mother just opened her mouth and said it as if it was so easy. If she has the guts, come and step on it!
He had a droopy face, as if everyone in the car behind him owed him five thousand yuan, and he had to work like a slave to coax these debtors to prevent them from getting angry and not paying him back.
The cart swayed slowly as it moved forward on the endless icy road. Because it was quite early and they had a vehicle with several wheels, their speed was still faster than that of others walking on foot. Soon, they could not see anyone traveling with them even on the roadside.
In the silence, Song Ruan's interrupted intention of pretending to be a hero began to stir again.
She glanced around and looked at Granny Sun. "Granny Sun, the Northeast is a great place. Look at the snow. It's so beautiful."
Mrs. Sun was a little confused - what was so beautiful about snow? It looks like warm cotton, but it's actually so cold that it makes people shrink their necks and hunch their backs. I really like this thing!
But Song Ruan was praising their place!
The innate sense of regional pride of the Northeastern people made Grandma Sun instinctively start to follow up with the conversation: "That's right, the snow we have is this heavy. There will be several more big snowfalls later. The snow at that time may even bury you."
She gave a thumbs-up proudly.
Song Ruan nodded, and then began to speak in a pretentious manner: "Yes, the Chairman also wrote poems about snow. There is a famous line, called 'The mountains dance like silver snakes, the plains gallop like wax elephants, trying to compete with the sky.'"
“…”
"Good!" Mrs. Sun was silent for a while, then clapped her hands.
In fact, with her cultural level where she can barely recognize a few characters, she would have no idea what words like snake and wax are. But this is a poem by a senior leader, and it doesn't sound like any insults or critical words, so that's good.
She clapped her hands like seals, thinking back to how Song Ruan had praised them, and she praised Song Ruan back, "No wonder they say you're a cultured person!"
Song Ruan's mouth widened: "No, no, I can only recite a few sentences from others."
"That's because you know a lot. If it were my third son, you could beat him to death with three sticks and he wouldn't even be able to fart."
Zhao Weimin looked up in horror: You two can just chat, what does it have to do with him? Why was he going to be beaten to death with three sticks?
"Everyone has their own strengths. Just like you, Grandma Sun, you were able to raise your children by yourself during such difficult times, and they have all grown into talented people. You are truly the epitome of what the leaders said, 'Women hold up half the sky'! You are strong and tenacious, many times stronger than any man!"
These words tickled Grandma Sun's heart, and she was so happy that her eyes were showing and her teeth were not showing: "No, no. Oh, oh, oh, Xiao Song, you really are worthy of being a scholar. Look at your clever little mouth."
The two of them smiled happily and blew the flute to each other. The more they blew, the more relaxed they felt.
As Grandma Sun is the only remaining head of the Zhao family, and Song Ruan is the big shot of the Dongfeng Brigade, both of them are happily praising each other. How can the other people in the car not follow suit?
For a moment, the cart was bustling with laughter.
People do not share the same joys and sorrows. While everyone on the cart was laughing and talking, Zhao Weijun, who was pedaling his bicycle hard in front, was grunting like a nagging woman.
She wants to compete with the God of Heaven. How can she not want to compete? She can fly to the sky just by inserting two chicken feathers. Look how capable she is.
High, high, high!
He cursed in his heart and then stepped hard on the pedal, as if he was stepping on his enemy, full of resentment.
You are so tall! Gao, you dead chicken and salted fish eyes!
In fact, the road is not very difficult to walk on. There is only one road from the Dongfeng Brigade to the commune, which is also the shared road that other brigades must take to go to the commune. There are nearly a thousand people in several brigades combined. Even if the weather is bad, there will always be people going to the commune. The people coming and going have already trampled the snow on this road into a compact state.
The compacted snow will solidify into a thick layer of ice like armor on the surface of the road. People can easily slip when walking on it, but it is even easier for wheels to roll on it than on concrete.
However, no matter how relaxed it is, we still have to consider the passenger capacity!
Although food is scarce these days and being able to eat until 70% full is already a good thing, we still have to do physically demanding farm work, so everyone is skinny...
Although Zhao Weijun was the only man on the cart, the rest were thinner women and children...
But there are nine people after all!
Nine people! !
It weighs several hundred kilograms! ①
Besides, it is winter now, and everyone is wearing thick cotton clothes. The cart itself has a certain weight. All these factors added up to a considerable number. Even though Zhao Weijun was a soldier who trained every day before, he still found it a bit overwhelmed for a while.
He tried hard to pedal the bicycle, but the pedals seemed to come alive and remained stubborn and motionless. He was panting and his eyes rolled back. He felt like a boatman in the old society in winter, pulling the heavy boat with bare chests in the freezing cold weather. On the boat, the ex-fiancée of the concubine of a wealthy businessman from the Eighteenth Quarter was bossing him around in a mean manner. He was being exploited.
Song Ruan, who was about to shout at Zhao Weijun to slow down, sneezed twice.
——It’s a good thing she didn’t have the ability to read minds, otherwise she would have given Zhao Weijun a series of 18 slaps in the face.
She gladly accepted the title of bossing around and being a villain, so what was the point of that string of titles in front of it? How shameless! What the hell is that guy who loves to fantasize about? He slapped her in the face!
Fortunately, there was a slightly sloping downhill slope in front of them. The wheels of the cart slowly increased in speed, and Zhao Weijun suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.
He glanced at Song Ruan, who was leisurely huddled in his sleeves with his hands crossed to keep warm, and felt very unfair and suddenly evil.
He released the brakes that were controlling his speed and even slammed his foot on the pedal.
The bicycle pulling the cart took off almost on the spot like an arrow shot from a bow.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!”
The screams of Tiedan and Niuniu were heard from behind.
Zhao Weijun tilted his ears and tried hard to distinguish, but he couldn't make out Song Ruan's voice among the chaotic screams.
This woman is quite stubborn!
He grinned and pedaled his bike even harder.
Suddenly, Tiedan, who was still standing on the handrail, screamed: "Goose, goose, goose, goose, goose--!"
I've broken my voice because of this brat!
Zhao Weijun thought proudly, then he looked up and froze.
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