Just as the family was talking about the "bag-losing passenger" incident with indignation and fear, they heard a "click" and the sound of a key turning in the door lock.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn over.
The door was pushed open and the dusty Li Xingsheng squeezed in sideways.
He had a bulging backpack slung over his shoulder.
The most eye-catching thing was that there was a black, brick-like thing next to his ear, with a short antenna stubbornly standing upright!
"Yes! Boss Wang, there's no problem with that batch of electronic watches. I'll send them to you tomorrow... The signal isn't very good, I'll hang up now and talk to you later!"
He was shouting loudly at the "brick", and his voice was just as Zhuang Fangtao had described before, as loud as someone shouting slogans in a production team, afraid that the other party couldn't hear him.
His impactful appearance really impressed everyone!
The tense and fearful atmosphere that had just filled the dinner table disappeared in an instant.
"Oh, everyone is eating! Your uncle has finally seen you!" Li Xingsheng hung up the phone and saw that the whole family was looking at him. They greeted him with a smile.
"Dad, Mom, Uncle, Mingyu, you guys eat first, I'll put something down and come over!"
With the addition of Li Xingsheng, the second half of the meal completely changed its tone.
The "bag-losing man" who had just made people shudder was forgotten in the blink of an eye.
The whole family's interest was attracted by the new gadgets that Li Xingsheng brought from Hong Kong City, as well as the "black brick" in his hand that could speak.
Everyone at the table was talking about it, asking what Hong Kong was like and what generation of electronic products they had updated to!
Li Xingsheng was eating while boasting, with saliva flying everywhere.
Sure enough, as soon as I put down the bowl and before I even picked up my chopsticks, I was frightened by Li Jianghai's sticky eyes!
Li Jianghai's bright eyes seemed to be welded to the mobile phone and could not be moved away.
Just a while ago, he thought that the pager on Mingyu's belt was the most fashionable thing. When it beeped, it would attract envious glances from half the street, and it looked very impressive!
But compared with this "brick" that can be spoken to directly, that small pager was immediately thrown into the toilet and forgotten completely by him.
"Oh, Xingsheng, Xingsheng!" As soon as their eyes met, a smile of wanting to take advantage but feeling embarrassed appeared on his face, and he said in a sly tone, "Quick, let your uncle touch it. How do you use this precious thing?"
Li Xingsheng saw his greedy look, stifled a laugh, and handed the mobile phone to him: "Uncle, please hold it steady, it's very heavy, don't drop it on your feet!"
Li Jianghai took it with both hands and dropped it. "Wow! Wow! This weight, it's made of real stuff! It's worth half a brick!"
He carefully rubbed the plastic shell with his fingertips, leaned in to look at the mesh on the receiver side, studied where the microphone was, and fretted over the densely packed buttons: "Which one is for talking, and which one is for hanging up?"
Finally, he clumsily put it to his ear and, imitating Li Xingsheng, shouted "Hello? Hello?" into the air, and laughed to himself.
"This... this thing can really chat with people from all over the world? It can even hear voices from hundreds of miles away? Incredible! It's really incredible! How much electricity does this consume!"
He held it in his hands, looking left and right, and was reluctant to let go.
That look was like a child who suddenly saw a colorful LED marquee popping out from Japan.
With the background music of "A new storm has appeared, how can we stand still...", a middle school boy appears and asks you if you believe in light.
It's that kind of rare light that's so tacky and trendy, you can't understand it but it shocks you and you think it's so damn cool!
Seeing how curious he was, Li Xingsheng struck while the iron was hot: "Uncle, you're already here, why are you in such a hurry to go back?
I happen to be free tomorrow, so I'll ride my newly bought 125 motorcycle and take you for a ride on Binhai Avenue!
Let me show you the high-rise buildings in Haicheng now. They have glass curtain walls and are very bright!
We won't stay home tonight, we'll find the hottest food stalls and eat a feast of fresh seafood!
When Li Jianghai heard this, he was so excited, what should he do?
However, he still looked a little embarrassed, smacking his lips: "Oh no, no, there are a lot of things going on at home!
Every day of delay means a day's loss of earnings! We agreed to take the train back tomorrow..."
But who would have thought that this person, even if he broke his head, could not outwit God.
That night, the girl on TV who reported the weather every day had a tense face and made an emergency interruption!
It was originally agreed that the typhoon called "Haigo" would last for two or three days, but they changed their mind halfway!
As if he had eaten gunpowder, he rolled around and kicked his feet and rushed to the shore early!
Early the next morning, wow!
The next morning, wow! The wind blew like ghosts howling and wolves howling!
Raindrops hit the window glass, but it was not rain, it was as if someone was holding a basin and pouring water down, and the crackling sound was as loud as firecrackers during the New Year.
The trees outside the window were bent by the wind, their branches and leaves were flying everywhere, and the road turned into a muddy river in the blink of an eye.
There was a lot of noise coming from the radio, all the boats had stopped, the station was closed, and a big red notice was posted saying, "Services suspended due to typhoon."
OK! This is completely over. Li Jianghai peeked out the window and was dumbfounded - what the hell is going on?! Just stay home!
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