Chapter 172 Chapter 172 No one speaks for the donkey
Song Ruan could fly as soon as she said she would. The hump on her head, as big as a horn, did not hinder her performance at all. She was like a cow whose butt was blown off by firecrackers. She let out an angry moo, then spread her hooves and started running wildly.
That posture of creating everything, those rumbling steps, if the Qi army's fire bull formation in the Warring States Period had such combat power, who knows who would be the one to unify China.
Running, running, startling countless passers-by who were panting and rushing back home after just finishing their business.
"What flashed by?"
A young man who was squatting down to tie his shoelaces had dirt all over his face and he spat out the sand in his mouth.
The old man walking by but with poor eyesight swore: "Wild boar!"
"Um???"
"How could a wild boar come down the mountain and onto the road?" The young man refused to believe it. "Sir, you are not kidding me because I am an educated youth."
As we all know, men start on the road of "I know" at the age of ten, achieve some success at the age of twenty, advance to "you don't understand" at the age of thirty, and automatically unlock titles such as "know-it-all" and "wise man" at the age of forty. Once they are refuted by others, they will stick out their necks and blush to defend their own farts.
What’s more, he is a sixty-year-old old fart king.
The old man immediately became unhappy: "Hey, little kid, I'm so old now. If I want to pick someone up, do I need to choose whether he is an educated youth?"
The doubt aroused the desire to save face, and the old man immediately threw away his original uncertainty and hesitation, patting his chest and stamping his feet to assure: "It's a wild boar!"
"I have experience. Just looking at the figure and running posture of the shadow just now, it is 100% a wild boar! Don't disbelieve me, wild boars are so crazy nowadays that they dare to rush into the fields in broad daylight. 'First pig, second bear, third tiger', do you know that?"
The educated youth, who was stunned by the resumption of the college entrance examination, believed it without any struggle.
Not only did he believe it, but perhaps because he had hope in life, he became more kind and gentle. For the first time, he began to worry about the local villagers with real feelings.
"The wild boars have already jumped onto the road. Will they hurt the people here?"
The old man was also enthusiastic - or it could be said that in this era, no one in this corner was not enthusiastic - he immediately didn't care about going home, and slapped his thigh:
"Oh, you reminded me. My eldest sister happened to be married here. Oh my god, this is terrible. Her old bones are more fragile than mine. She can sprain her waist with just a sneeze. If she is touched by a wild boar, she will turn into a rotten watermelon! No, I have to go and tell them."
The language was too vivid and the young man couldn't help but imagine a wild boar as strong as a black tower crushing an old watermelon with one hoof. The watermelon broke into pieces and cried out: "Oh my God, this wild boar crushed me to pieces..."
The young man woke up with a start and slapped himself. He was so excited about the news of the college entrance examination that he went crazy and was thinking all kinds of nonsense.
"Then I'll go with you."
He wiped his face and said.
Unbeknownst to Song Ruan, her heroic figure on horseback had turned into an evil flying boar in the mouths of people in the neighboring villages.
They also formed a makeshift "pig-hunting patrol", which brought disaster to the surrounding rabbits, pheasants and roe deer.
Song Ruan rushed to the brigade with Han Zhenzhen, but was surprised to find that the brigade was already a sea of jubilation - it even seemed to be boiling for a while.
They had also forgotten that the brigade had installed telephones more than a year ago. For big news like the resumption of the college entrance examination, even if newspapers could not be delivered to the brigade for the time being, there would definitely be friends and relatives in the city and town who would call to inform them of the news.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the loud speaker on the pole beep twice, and the captain's tired voice floated down from the air: "Li Bing, Li Bing, come to the brigade headquarters, there's a call for you."
Several aunts who were twisting hemp ropes under a big tree at the entrance of the village raised their heads.
After the autumn harvest, the crops in the fields have almost been harvested, but it does not mean that there is really no work at all - in the rural environment where people rely on the weather for their livelihood, even if there is a good harvest, it is difficult to give people a long-term sense of security.
What if the weather is bad next year? What if the food runs out? If... In short, if it weren't for the heavy snow that blocked the mountains and made it impossible to move, few people would be willing to sit around.
The men go up the mountain to hunt - if they don't catch anything, they pick up some firewood. The women stay in the village to make hemp ropes and fishing nets - the big tree at the entrance of the village is their open-air studio and intelligence center.
Xu Daya stroked the grass tips with his hand, picked up a handful of corn husks from the ground, wiped them on his sleeves and added: "The phone has been ringing non-stop this morning."
Aunt Liu said sourly: "I said these educated youth, their hearts are not with us! Look, at the slightest sign of trouble, they can't wait to fly away."
She frowned and clicked her lips, making her already high cheekbones even more rugged.
Xu Daya was rubbing the rope that had just been added with new grass, and he said without even raising his eyelids:
"That person is originally from the city. I heard that he lives in a building and uses running water. What's wrong with him? Why doesn't he want to go back and want to stay here? Is it because we are remote, because we are poor, or because you, Liu Fengjuan, came to the dogtail flower in the mountain two fields ahead of time?"
"I'll see your mother's ghost Xu Daya!"
Aunt Liu was so angry that she kicked Xu Daya and said, "Your mouth stinks from licking a donkey's ass!"
The good thing that was sneaking towards the haystack looked up in shock:? ? ?
It was swaying left and right leisurely, chasing away flies with its tail, which then covered its butt tightly.
No, huh?
Who wants to lick a donkey's ass? Didn’t anyone ask the donkey in question for his opinion?
Why should such a good donkey with a pure heart suffer such a great humiliation? !
The good-for-nothing was so angry that his donkey eyes glared at him and he dug the ground with his hooves:
Come! Let it see which shameless two-legged creature has such evil intentions towards it!
Xu Daya's attack power is as eye-catching as her teeth: "If I lick a donkey's ass, then you've eaten donkey dung."
The hooves that were ready to do something good suddenly stopped:
Ah, no, why are all of them perverts?
It silently retracted its hoof: This is too scary. What if it rushes over and kicks them, and these perverted two-legged beasts hug its legs and kiss them?
How does the saying go - a donkey is not good under a dangerous wall.
It will slip away quietly as it can.
Suddenly, I was blown up by a gust of wind coming from the direction of the brigade headquarters.
Song Ruan had just merged into the village intelligence center when he heard a scream so heartbreaking that he couldn't tell what it was:
"Hmm!! Hmm!!! Hmm!!!!"
She was so frightened that she grabbed a weapon from the ground and jumped up: "What's going on? The wolves are coming down the mountain???"
Several aunts who were arguing suddenly stood up and looked towards the source of the sound.
It would have been fine if they hadn’t looked at it, but once they did, everyone was stunned.
"Ah, Xiao Song..." Xu Daya spoke hesitantly. This Siberian tiger woman who could scold seven people in one breath was so uncertain for the first time. "That dancer, why does he look a bit like your good guy to me?"
In fact, there was no need for her to be the narrator, Song Ruan had already seen it.
How should I put it? It’s a very shocking scene.
In a harvested, flat wheat field, under the clear blue sky in the crisp autumn weather, two figures are dancing - what a poetic scene it would have been if one of them was not a donkey.
Haoshi was held up by its two front legs, following its partner's crazy steps, stumbling forward and backward, and its hind legs, which had never tried walking on two feet, trembled violently.
Although they were far away, Song Ruan could clearly see that every hair on his donkey's head was standing up.
Although it did look pitiful, but... Song Ruan couldn't help it and made an immoral sound.
As if a switch was turned on, there were continuous popping sounds coming from under the big tree, as if there were a string of deflated balloons.
Han Zhenzhen suppressed her laughter and leaned forward: "Who is the other one?"
Xu Daya hesitated a little: "Why do I look a bit like Yongqiang?"
Aunt Liu habitually argued: "You can pull it off... Yongqiang is a rare and steady kid among the educated youth... Yongqiang???!!!"
As they were talking, the dancing couple came over in a circle. When the protagonist turned around, it turned out to be the head of the educated youth site, Liu Yongqiang, the big brother who was always calm and composed!
His usual calmness was gone at this moment, and he was completely immersed in a kind of crazy joy:
"Good things, good things! You know, just like your name, there is a great thing happening now!!"
The nosy donkey's ears trembled like propellers.
The donkey doesn't know! Donkey doesn't want to know! Ahhh you pervert, let me go! ! !
Good news also saw Song Ruan, who was staring at it in a daze, and stretched his neck anxiously and shouted: "Ang! Ang! Ang!!!"
What are you doing putting down the rice? Come and save the donkey quickly! !
She looks like an insulted good wife.
Before Song Ruan could take any action, another gust of wind blew over.
Li Bing was like a gorilla that had reverted to its original form. He yelled "Ooooooh" and ran out of the brigade headquarters with his hands raised.
"The college entrance examination has been resumed! The college entrance examination has really been resumed!!"
Seeing the man and the donkey dancing in circles, he excitedly joined in.
The sound was like the wind blowing through a rice field, stirring up waves of wheat.
The educated youth stood up and poked their heads out of their holes, just like groundhogs that had sensed the coming of spring.
Although I have heard it many times, I still can't help but confirm it again: "The college entrance examination has been resumed, the college entrance examination has really been resumed, right?"
"Yes, it's recovered, it's really recovered!!"
The person who answered also burst into tears.
A group of people hugged each other and shouted, and all the conflicts they had in the past seemed to melt away like ice and snow.
Han Zhenzhen was also infected and pulled Song Ruan into the cheering crowd.
Celebrate a new direction in their lives.
The man and the donkey do not share the same joys and sorrows. While one is rejoicing, something bad happens.
No, no one speaks up for the donkey? !
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