Chapter 88: To Go or Not to Go?
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Mei Yiliang helped put the bicycle on the top of the bus, asked the driver for a few cigarettes, said a few words of please, bought bread and ham and sent them to the car, watched the car drive out of the station, and then went back .
The car was not full, so Feng Yiping found a seat at the back where no one was around, put the money he was carrying into his inner pocket, and fell asleep peacefully.
I'm so sleepy, I only slept for a few hours last night.
The bus bumped all the way, and stopped twice in the middle to make it easier for the people on board to get off, but Feng Yiping didn't move all the time, there was nothing he could do, he was young, he had two kidneys.
This sleep was so good that he woke up yawning and stretching himself when the bus stopped at the county station after two o'clock in the afternoon.
It was only after getting off the train that I felt hungry and panicked. I pushed the car out of the big iron gate of the station and smelled the scent from the small stalls on both sides, making me even more hungry.
Bread and ham sausage just happened to be brought to those little guys. He rode his bike, and according to his memory, he found the beef noodle restaurant next to the electric guest house next to the People's Square.
This legendary beef noodle restaurant has no outstanding appearance, no signboard, and the door is all black.
The whitewashed walls in the store are now khaki. There are three tables on each side, and wooden stools are scattered around the tables. The table and the stools, to put it mildly, have a heavy sense of time. To put it bluntly, they are quite old, probably not much younger than Feng Yiping.
I don't know if it's because the worker is lazy, there are cigarette butts and paper towels on the concrete floor.
If you are not familiar with it, you may turn your head and leave when you see these. But everyone in the county knows that this is the best beef noodle restaurant in the county. It is also the best beef noodle restaurant.
Other noodle shops couldn't compare it at all. Later, it was rumored that poppy husks were added to his beef soup. However, this was not a problem, and everyone still flocked to it.
When Xiao Zhijie was in technical secondary school, they ate there twice, and he brought his wife and children here several times, and they were full of praise every time.
Feng Yiping locked his bicycle and walked in. It was not a meal, and there were no customers. The two oscillating fans nailed to the walls on both sides creaked and blew. Two small workers, a man and a woman, each occupied a table and lay on their stomachs. Sleeping, and no one greeted him.
Feng Yiping shouted, "Boss, a bowl of beef noodles."
The sleeping girl raised her head and looked at him with blurred eyes. Feng Yiping smiled at him and repeated, "A bowl of beef noodles."
The girl stomped and pulled her slippers to the door of the kitchen, and shouted inside, "A bowl of beef noodles."
Not long after, a large bowl with several mouths missing was brought up. Feng Yiping picked out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the table, wiped them with the rolled paper in the paper holder, picked up a chopstick and tasted it, and it was this one. taste! The noodles are firm, the meat is fragrant but not greasy, and the soup is thick but not mixed.
Feng Yiping gurgled like someone released from a starvation prison, and after a while, a big bowl of noodles was eaten. As soon as he wiped his mouth, he raised his hand and said to the girl, "One more bowl."
"Take it away?"
"No, I'll eat." Feng Yiping said with a smile.
"Oh," the girl glanced at him, probably thinking that Feng Yiping is really a person who can't be judged by his appearance, and he can't eat enough, and then yelled towards the kitchen.
After eating two bowls of beef noodles, Feng Yiping felt at ease, and felt extraordinarily happy, and even felt that this little girl who had no sense of service at all was pleasing to the eye.
Coming out of the noodle shop, he rode his bicycle and slowly circled the county town.
From the county government, the court, the county winery, the experimental middle school, and the county No. 1 middle school all the way, it only took more than half an hour.
Although the gate of the county government is also gray and inconspicuous, there are still armed police standing guard, and the grade has been improved immediately.
The county winery where Feng Weidong works can smell wine from afar. It is said that the river water in front of the winery smells like wine.
As for Experimental Middle School, he lost to a classmate here in both final exams, and he didn't know which floor he was on.
First middle school, after two years, if he fails to pass the entrance examination to the middle school in the city, he should study here.
In the end, he passed the health school. Of course Feng Hongbing didn't get into No. 1 Middle School. He heard that he went to the health school to study nursing after school started. I don't know what they think.
Finally, back at the station, he weighed two catties of bananas and two catties of grapes at the fruit stand. These two kinds of fruits are not sold much in the town.
He is staring at the scale firmly, there is no way, these street vendors in front of the station, if you don't look at them, expecting him to be able to make money, it's like a dream.
When paying the bill, he wasted some more time to get the boss to wipe off the fifty cents.
In the past, he didn't know how to bargain, especially when buying these things. Now let's do it again, it is still necessary to practice these skills from now on.
For the cars to the towns below, you just get on the car and buy a ticket.
He walked all the way, saw the minibus to the neighboring county, and was stunned for a moment. He had taken this bus before.
Hey, do you want to go now? See how fat Zhang Yan is now?
But Zhang Yan's family hasn't moved to the side of the road yet, and it's still in the village inside. It's hard to find a reason for him to go in with such a strange face.
Besides, when we met, her old house had been demolished long ago, and he didn't know where it was, so he couldn't go to the village to ask someone, because it made people suspicious for no reason.
However, he really wanted to visit Zhang Yan, because Zhang Yan's personality was very different from that of when he was a child. According to her, she was very good at climbing trees when she was a child.
In rural areas, children who can climb trees and love to climb trees generally mean that they are more mischievous and powerful. For example, Feng Yiping, a well-known good boy, is not good at climbing trees, and Feng Wen, a troublemaker, often climbs on paulownia trees to tear down magpie nests.
I really want to see how mischievous Zhang Yan is now, and it would be best if I can take a picture of it, such detailed first-hand information is very meaningful.
To go, or not to go? He hesitated for a long time, forget it, let's not go now. How to meet in the future, he already has a plan, it's too abrupt to go like this now.
What's more, he is now a learning model with a very positive outlook, but he has no abnormal mentality of "cultivation".
In order to avoid regretting himself, he immediately got into the car to the town.
Get in the car, the ticket seller sees that other people's cars are better, and insists on counting the bicycle as a ticket for one person.
Feng Yiping took this as an exercise again, mustered his tongue, and fought with the conductor for several minutes, and finally talked about half the price. When the conductor gave in, he felt a sense of accomplishment, that sour , It's not something that can be measured by a few dollars.
It was almost six o'clock, when the car arrived in town, he went to the meat stall, picked up fresh ones and weighed two catties, and finally asked the boss to wipe off the change of forty cents, feeling that today's price bargaining was all to no avail, and suddenly he also Be proud of yourself.
It took another half an hour, and he finally rode to Meijia Bay.
From a long distance, I saw my grandfather holding Rarity dangling on the side of the road. When he saw him arrive, my grandfather blamed him, why it was so late, and he explained that he had to go around the county and wasted a little time.
He took one of the bread bought by my uncle and gave it to Ruirui. He and grandpa went to the public phone, called Lao Cai, and told him to tell my uncle that he had arrived home safely.