Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo were a little excited that they succeeded on the first try.
There are only two dumplings for three people, which is not enough.
"Rou Baozi's family is also making dumplings tonight. Why don't we do it again? How about each of us get a hat?"
Roubaozi was the nickname of a man named Xie in the 42nd Company.
That’s right, this character like Jiugong is pronounced as “rou”, and there is no such surname in the Hundred Family Surnames.
Wan Feng now suspects that this surname was made up by their ancestors at random. It is estimated that during the Qing Dynasty, a branch of Manchus fled here to avoid their enemies and made up a random surname to hide their identities.
Just like after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, the eight major surnames were changed to Jin, Guan, Na, Lang, and Qi.
Roubaozi's family had no sons and only three daughters. At that time, such a family was called a "wild-household family". In simple terms, it means a family without anyone to continue the family line.
Wan Feng felt that stealing dumplings from someone like this was a bit of a bully, so he didn't say anything.
Roubaozi's eldest daughter Chengping was still Wan Feng's deskmate a few months later, so it was better to ask for it than to steal it.
"Don't go stealing. Let's go get a curtain and go back."
The three of them came to Roubaozi's house, and Wan Feng strode in.
The ones watching over the dumplings outside Roubaozi's house were Chengping and the second girl, whose name Wan Feng forgot, and two children from her neighbor's family.
Cheng Ping was not nervous when she saw someone coming in. She didn't think he was a thief from the way he walked.
Cheng Ping didn't know Wan Feng, but Wan Feng knew her.
"Old classmate, can you give me a curtain of dumplings?"
Cheng Ping looked at Wan Feng in confusion: "Who are you? I don't even know you, how come you're my old classmate?"
"It's not a problem if you don't know me. You will know me when school starts, and we will be desk mates."
"Nonsense, that's impossible."
"Very likely. You're in eighth grade, right?"
Cheng Ping nodded: "Yes."
"I'm also in the eighth grade. When school starts again, I'll go to Dalinzi Middle School. There's only one class in Dalinzi. Do you think we can be classmates?"
"That's possible, but you knew we were desk mates before you even went there?"
"That's for sure. I'm a very good student. If you get along well with me, cheating won't be a problem at all."
Cheng Ping's mind was in a mess and she could not understand what she was reading.
This woman is one year older than Wan Feng. When she was seventeen and not studying, she somehow got involved with Gong Xinhe, the company's medical worker.
You have to know that Gong Xinhe was already in his thirties at that time, and he was short and unattractive, and his wife was an elementary school teacher.
The company’s clinic was located in Gong Xinhe’s home.
The matter was exposed on a rainy day in the summer of 1986 when Wan Feng's family left the 42nd Company and returned to Hongya. Gong Xinhe's wife was working at the school, and Cheng Ping went to Gong Xinhe's house. When the two were making love, they were seen by someone from the company who came to see Gong Xinhe for medical treatment.
Wan Feng didn't know who saw it, because his family was about to pack up and leave, so he had no mood to inquire about other people's romantic affairs.
"You look like a liar no matter how you look at it. You're full of lies."
"I just came here to get some covered dumplings. How did it become associated with scammers? Well! Fill it up!" Wan Feng took off his cotton hat and handed it to Cheng Ping.
"You don't look like a good person, so I won't give it to you."
"Hey Cheng Ping, this is boring, isn't it? I came to your house to ask for dumplings because I think highly of you. I wouldn't even bother going to some other place even if they dragged me there. Besides, if you don't give me dumplings, you're just slapping me in the face. I'm probably going to get mad. If I get mad, I'm going to steal. And then it won't just be a matter of a curtain of dumplings. I might steal a lot, maybe even you."
"Why did you steal me back?"
"Use her as a wife? Oh, no, that's not right. I already have a wife. You can't expect her to be my first wife anymore. You can only use her as my second wife."
Wan Feng's words seemed to remind Cheng Ping.
"I remember who you are now. Aren't you the eldest son of the Wan family who came back with his wife in the summer? I've seen your wife. She's really beautiful."
The topic took another turn without any preparation.
"You remember? This means I'm not a bad person, right? Now you can fill my hood up, right?"
Cheng Ping took the hat from Wan Feng's hand.
"Wait, do you have cabbage stuffing?"
"No, they're all stuffed with radish."
This time, Cheng Ping happily took Wan Feng's hat and filled it with dumplings.
"Thank you! I'm leaving now."
"Don't go. Do you think we'll really be deskmates in two months?"
"Haha, of course. I can tell fortunes. Don't you believe me? I'll tell your fortunes when school starts. You won't suffer any loss if you flatter me in the future. There are great benefits for those who make me happy."
"I always feel that your words are cannon fodder."
"Haha, don't worry, I won't let it hit you."
If you were more good-looking, maybe I...
Even if I'm good-looking, it's impossible. I'm a loyal person in love.
Yes, I am a person who is very loyal to love, and there will never be anything like a harem in my life.
Alas! The country won’t allow it!
Even the country says that now is not the time to consider this issue.
The dumplings from Chengping's house are not very delicious. Not only do they have little oil and water, but they also have little salt, so they have no taste.
If Wan Feng had to eat dumplings like this every day, it would be better for him not to eat them.
The next morning, Wan Feng didn't plan to get angry with those guys playing basketball. He went out hunting with his air rifle on his back as if it was serious.
It is a fantasy to use an air gun to shoot wild boars and roe deer. It can't even kill pheasants. Probably the only thing it can kill is sparrows.
Wan Feng hid in the house of his family and stretched out his gun from the gap in the house.
There was a wild plum tree in his yard. At this moment, a bunch of sparrows were sitting on the plum tree, chirping happily.
They have no idea that someone is plotting against them.
Wan Feng closed one eye, aimed the crosshairs at a sparrow, and gently pulled the trigger.
With a "click", the air gun shook slightly.
The birds in the trees scattered with a cry, leaving only a few feathers in the air.
I didn’t hit it!
The distance was less than ten meters and I only shot down a few bird feathers. Holy shit!
It wasn't a bad day, as I only managed to shoot down five sparrows with only two boxes of air rifle bullets.
The five sparrows were burned with fire by the children who followed him to join in the fun, and it is not known whether each of them got a sparrow leg.
He had had enough of the air gun after just one day. It was too boring. There wasn't even a sound, and it wasn't satisfying at all.
Jin Xingbin said that his father came back from the mountains last night. Do you want to follow him to the mountains to broaden your horizons?
Lao Jin also has a single-barreled gun at home. He uses the gun to hunt rabbits. Even if he doesn't hit any, he still gets some fun.
Go ask me in the evening if I’m interested in taking him up the mountain?
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