Chapter 171 Chapter 171 Big Dog and Two Dogs Walking Side by Side
Once upon a time there was a mountain, on the mountain there was a road, on the road there was a bicycle, with two girls sitting on it.
The little girl in front was riding her bike like a little eunuch, puffing and groaning while she turned her head with winks and nods, her face full of flattery and fawning:
"This is not, that's what, has the college entrance examination been resumed? I'm a little excited, haha."
Han Zhenzhen was so guilty that she didn't dare to open her eyes and look at Song Ruan, her eyes narrowed into a line.
Because the flattering smile was so wide that both the upper and lower teeth were exposed, it was supposed to soften people's hearts with the warm smile, but with all sixteen teeth exposed, it looked like the person was ready to bite off the head of the person opposite him at any time.
Song Ruan, who has transformed into a unicorn with a big bump on his head, does not have the gentleness of a unicorn at all. Instead, he looks more like a distant relative of the unicorn - a two-horned fighting bull with a rage turned into a spirit.
"Shut up, you're laughing so hard that a blind bear can kidnap a big monkey, and you're still laughing. Don't show your scary big teeth to scare people and affect the city appearance."
Han Zhenzhen: …
She was aggrieved and carefully hid her exposed big teeth: "嘤."
"What the hell, just speak properly - is your throat gnawed by a cow?"
Han Zhenzhen lowered her head and looked submissive, not daring to even fart like a quail.
Feeling the dull pain coming from the big horn on her forehead, Song Ruan became even more angry. She raised her chin which was covered with a circle of mud, and blew a stream of anger heavily from her nostrils, like a big goose that had just stuck its beak into the mud and was very upset and therefore angry.
Well, it looks more like that with your mouth pouting.
The black beard formed by a circle of mud looked even more arrogant under the sunlight.
Han Zhenzhen: “…”
She smiled awkwardly and wanted to reach out her hand, trying to erase the "evidence" that clearly recorded her unreliable behavior.
Song Ruan, who was venting his dissatisfaction by blowing air from his nose, suddenly stopped caring about what he was doing and yelled out:
"What are you doing? Put your hands on the handlebars! You don't have good skills, but you are too confident - we are both about to fall down and walk side by side, and you still dare to ride a bike with one hand!"
Han Zhenzhen grinned awkwardly, and just after raising her hand less than a centimeter, she grabbed the handlebars again.
"You are really talented. You can curse people so culturally. The college entrance examination must be a piece of cake for you."
Song Ruan: "..."
She slapped the other person angrily.
Not only did the other party not fight back, he also hugged her hand and licked it with a shameless smile, praising her for her good fighting skills.
This is not just a punch into cotton, this is like a punch into snot.
It's really disgusting.
She was silent for a moment.
Han Zhenzhen thought that her flattering behavior was beginning to show results, and she was as excited as if she had been injected with chicken blood, and she was ready to keep trying as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Sister Ruanruan, seriously, when you take the exam, you will definitely be able to master those questions and succeed immediately!"
The horn on Song Ruan's head was throbbing.
Shut up, illiterate. You can't even use words or praise.
No wonder Han's father dug two carrot holes for her, but this stupid carrot didn't even touch the edge of the hole, and missed the job - it can't be called missed - by a long shot.
Perhaps it was because her gaze was too fierce, Han Zhenzhen shivered like a quail and swallowed back the rest of her flattery.
"Oh, this isn't that what it is, isn't it too exciting."
But the village road was too quiet. When no one was talking, the only sound was the sound of bicycle wheels rolling over the pebbles on the ground, creaking, creaking. Han Zhenzhen's already nervous heart seemed to creak along with the low sound.
So, after the tire rolled over the stone again and both of them were startled again, Han Zhenzhen began to speak tentatively in a low voice:
"Haha, although there are some minor setbacks, we also know that the resumption of the college entrance examination is such great news. Overall, today is a really good day...right, right?"
Song Ruan'e exclaimed, "Heh!"
"Don't be angry, look at the sesame crisps I bought for you, they are so delicious - we can't usually buy them."
Yes, in that era of material scarcity, especially in a small commune in a remote area, sesame crisps were a delicacy that people had to fight over to buy.
They didn't grow many sesame seeds here, and the food factory didn't produce them often. Occasionally, they would send two pots to the supply and marketing cooperative. Before the steam had even dissipated, they were snapped up by people in the commune. How could they, the educated youth living in the rural brigade, get their turn?
That is to say, the news that the college entrance examination was resumed today shocked people. They either asked around to verify its authenticity, or told their relatives and friends, or the smart ones rushed to bookstores to grab books, which is why the two of them got this bargain.
Song Ruan coldly took out a piece of sesame crisp from the oil paper bag and chewed it with a crunching sound as if she was chewing Han Zhenzhen's bones.
Hearing the grinding sound coming from behind, Han Zhenzhen shrank her neck and tried to change the subject again: "Oh, come on, I've been to the commune so many times, but this is the first time I've seen so many people in a bookstore."
That's true.
Although Huaiqi Commune is said to be a commune that manages a series of brigades, it is actually no more than an urban-rural fringe area. The bookstore on the street corner is more of a "necessary image" of the commune than a bookstore, so they just found a corner and gave it a name.
The place is not as big as a rat hole, and the books inside are not as many as the bald old man who sits at the door every day to bask in the sun. Not only is it deserted, but even the sparrows dare to hatch eggs there.
But the situation today is very different - Song Ruan was originally thinking about whether to go and take a look. Although she had collected several sets of books a long time ago, she was free anyway, and going to the bookstore did not require a ticket.
As soon as we walked to the door of the bookstore, we were shocked.
Nearly eighty people were crammed into a space of eight square meters, just like a twenty-kilogram quilt compressed and packed with a layer of plastic wrap, bulging as if it would explode at any moment.
The bald old man who usually leisurely basked in the sun at the door was no longer elegant at all - one of his shoes was squeezed off, and he was weak, pitiful and helpless, drifting with the crowd, cursing:
"You little bastards, I don't usually see you guys so fond of reading, but you get anxious when the exam is coming up, your baby dies and you start to drink milk, you know how to shake off the snot running in your mouth...Ah!! If you want to grab the books, just grab them, but look carefully, who is pulling my hair! I only have these two hairs left! Whoever pulls them will be sold to me!"
But no one paid any attention to him.
The old man was so angry that he howled to the sky: "The children in the south village are bullying me because I am old and weak!!!"
You know what, he is the boss of the bookstore after all, and he is quite knowledgeable.
Song Ruan watched the fierce battle outside the battlefield for a long time. Seeing more and more people joining the battlefield, he finally did not go up to add any strength.
The resumption of the college entrance examination was like a cluster of sparks, igniting the emotions of almost everyone, especially the educated youth, whose eyes were almost burned red by the flames in their hearts.
When talking about everyone scrambling for books, Han Zhenzhen slapped her head suddenly - but she realized she was riding a bike and couldn't slap her head, so she pressed the bell on the front of the bike hard instead.
"We have to go back quickly and bring this news to the brigade - maybe other people don't know it yet, so we have to come to the commune quickly to grab the books."
Although the educated youths may fight and play around on weekdays, they still have to be notified quickly of news like this that will change everyone's lives drastically.
Song Ruan snorted, stretched out her finger and poked Han Zhenzhen's kidney.
"How long will it take you to get through this with your short legs? Come on down, I'll help you take off."
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