Volume 154【Going Home】
When checking out the next day, Lin Zhuoyun didn't dare to see anyone, and stood alone at the door of the hotel to check the box.
"Why are you hiding so far away?" Song Weiyang walked out with a smile.
"Who is hiding? It's too stuffy inside. I'll come out to get some air!" Lin Zhuoyun looked at the passing vehicles seriously, as if those cars could bloom flowers.
Song Weiyang said: "Let's go, go have breakfast."
Lin Zhuoyun pulled up the hood of the down jacket, only showing a small face, and walked forward like a thief.
"Are you cold?" Song Weiyang asked.
"My home is two streets away, and I'm afraid of being seen by acquaintances." Lin Zhuoyun said.
"What are you afraid of?" Song Weiyang smiled and took her hand.
Lin Zhuoyun spat: "I'm afraid you will be beaten to death by my father!"
"Heaven testifies, I didn't do anything last night, your father didn't have a reason to beat me up." Song Weiyang said.
Lin Zhuoyun stomped her feet in shame: "Don't mention last night!"
"Okay, I'll delete the memory now," Song Weiyang raised his hand and scratched the top of his head, throwing away a cloud of air and said, "I don't remember anything."
"Alas!" Lin Zhuoyun laughed first.
The two sat down at a small shop and each ordered a bowl of Dandan noodles.
Lin Zhuoyun was about to speak, when suddenly other people in the shop chatted——
"Do you know? There was a zombie outbreak at Wuhou Temple, and several people were killed!"
"real or fake?"
"Of course it is true. It was published in the newspapers. An archaeological team dug up three corpses, from the Qing Dynasty, still wearing official uniforms. They disappeared after one night. Then five zombies emerged, biting their heads. The People's Liberation Army burned him to death with a flamethrower."
"Aren't there three corpses? Why did they become five zombies?"
"Hey, you don't understand, people who are killed by zombies will also become zombies."
"No, no, you are all wrong. The zombies were not dug out by the archaeological team, but swam up from the Funan River. That zombie is very powerful. He usually pretends to be an ordinary person and bites whatever suits his appetite."
"Fart, it was obviously dug by the archaeological team."
"Obviously it came up from the Funan River!"
"If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see it. There is still a big pit over the Wuhou Temple, and the coffins are still there."
"You know shit!"
"..."
The diners of the entire breakfast restaurant joined the discussion, and it became very lively for a while.
Lin Zhuoyun smiled and asked: "Do you believe in zombies?"
"Believe me, zombies still bite people." Song Weiyang raised his eyebrows.
Lin Zhuoyun remembered something, blushed and said, "You are the zombie!"
1995 was particularly lively. Many years later, the supernatural events that happened that year are still circulating on the Internet: zombies in Rongcheng, vampires in Shenghai, and the haunted bus No. 375 in Beijing.
This series of rumors caused a lot of trouble in the local area, and it lasted for 20 years, making 1995 like a supernatural year.
Take the zombie incident in Rongcheng as an example, it gradually developed into seven or eight versions, and spread to the whole province. At that time, many children were too scared to go out during the day.
While eating noodles, Song Weiyang and Lin Zhuoyun listened to diners chatting about zombies. The more they talked, the more outrageous they were, and they were about to fight.
This is just the beginning, and in a few months, there will be riots throughout the city. Not to mention children, even adults have to go out together, and even the local department is skeptical, sending a lot of policemen to patrol the streets...
Song Weiyang wanted to perform for fun, but someone had a bigger brain than him and said solemnly: "Don't argue, there are indeed zombies in Wuhou Temple, there are zombies in Funan River, and there are zombies in Shuangliu. Why are there so many zombies popping up all of a sudden? Let me tell you, they were all made in the United States, and they were transported to big cities in China by plane and thrown off! Americans are very bad!"
Song Weiyang: "..."
"Hoohoo!" Lin Zhuoyun covered her mouth and suppressed a hard laugh.
In order to prevent the zombies from plotting, Song Weiyang sent Mr. Lin to the door of his house, and then he dragged his suitcase to the train station.
When he arrived in Rongping, Song Weiyang took a taxi home, and he found that there was a large construction site near the community.
"Master, is this winery expanding?" Song Weiyang asked the driver.
The driver said: "Expansion, I heard that a large area over there will be built into a factory building. Let me tell you, the business of the winery is very good now, and the cars transporting wine have to wait in line for more than half a month. "News Network" every night At the beginning, it’s all about Didi, Didi, Xianjiu Group will tell you the time. After the news, there will be another advertisement. Once the Xianjiu is opened, good luck will come. These two advertisements are so powerful that people everywhere are rushing to buy them.”
"It's very powerful." Song Weiyang laughed.
The Biaowang advertisement was broadcast on New Year's Day, but before it was broadcast, the concept of Biaowang was hyped by CCTV for more than a month.
The manufacturers who participated in the bidding were stunned. At first they thought it was a five-second advertisement, but it turned out that the media all over the country were hyping it up. The ad has not been aired yet, and the "immortal wine" is already being fired. If they had known, they would have invested millions more to grab the bid!
When the taxi drove to the entrance of the winery staff quarters, Song Weiyang took out a Chinese stick and threw it over: "Uncle, go on!"
"Hey, Yangyang is back!" Liu Changsheng said cheerfully.
"I'll go home first, and I'll brag to you another day," Song Weiyang said.
"Okay," Liu Changsheng said with a smile, "Don't buy so many cigarettes when you come back next time, one pack is enough."
When Song Shumin went to the countryside to be an educated youth, Liu Changsheng helped a lot. He was driven back to the countryside by Zhong Dahua a year ago, and now Song Qizhi invited him back to be a guard. A little old man in his 50s, recently someone came to match him as a matchmaker.
The taxi driver was a little dumbfounded by a piece of Chinese cigarettes, and asked Liu Changsheng, "Who is that young man? He's so generous."
Liu Changsheng opened the cigarette and lit it, and coaxed: "Who is he? Telling it out will scare you to death!"
"Who is it?" The driver became more interested.
"He is the factory manager Xiao Song!" Liu Changsheng said forcefully.
"Great, great!" The driver said again and again.
From time to time, people in the community greeted Song Weiyang. He had been prepared to hand out sugar when he saw the child, but ended up following behind him.
Song Weiyang moved back to this house after he was in college. He didn't have a key, so he could only knock on the door.
The elder sister-in-law Cai Fanghua opened the door and came out, she immediately said joyfully, "Yangyang is back, come in quickly. Mom works at Xifeng, and your brother works in the factory. He is usually too busy, and he often doesn't come home until after ten o'clock in the evening."
"Sister-in-law has worked hard." Song Weiyang said.
"I'll just do some housework, what's the hard work." Cai Fanghua smiled.
Hearing the noise inside, the nephew came out tremblingly, as if feeling unfamiliar with Song Weiyang, so scared he hid behind his mother to peek.
"Hey, Xiaochao can walk now, let uncle hug him." Song Weiyang picked up the child.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
The nephew was terrified and howled.
"Hahaha!"
Song Weiyang laughed happily, while his sister-in-law stood beside him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The bedroom is still the same, and the Lenovo computer has also been moved back. Song Weiyang had nothing to do, so he turned on the computer, but he still didn't know what to do - he didn't even install Tetris!
Well, let's go to the company for a walk.