【006】 Insole()
When Wankang went out, Lin Daqiang put a pair of insoles in his hand, "Lin Xiaofang made a pair of insoles and let me pass them on to you."
This is a pair of insoles embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water. Fantasia took it and held it. Suddenly moved, he went to Lin Xiaofang.
Lin Xiaofang is busy at home, processing the flannel toys on behalf of the rough, even if it is busy farming, she takes the time to seal a few, each can earn 50 cents for handwork.
"Xiaofang." Wan Kang shouted at the door. Lin Xiaofang heard the shout, and let Wan Kang into the house.
"The insoles you received are so good!" Wan Kang said.
"I took it casually, not very good." Lin Xiaofang was not as embarrassed.
"Oh, it turned out to be taken carelessly." Wan Kang smiled, "I thought it was made for me wholeheartedly, which made me happy for nothing."
Lin Xiaofang blushed, "You, return it to me if you think it is."
"I gave it away, and I received it. There is no reason to pay it back." Wan Kang smiled and squinted at Lin Xiaofang. "Fang, I didn't go home for half a year after going to school. I saw you for a long time. I can't help you."
Lin Xiaofang flushed even more, "What do you want to see me?"
"I miss you." Wan Kang laughed, "In our village, you are only good-looking. Oh, not only in the village, including the county. I haven't seen anything better than you anyway."
The little shyness can't conceal the joy of heart. Lin Xiaofang lowered her head and turned around.
With this performance, Wan Kang could see that it was an opportunity anyway, so he stepped forward, "Fang, give me a son."
Before Lin Xiaofang had time to say no, Wan Kang had already posted it at lightning speed, and kissed him several times.
Without any excessive actions, Wan Kang felt that this was extraordinary and exciting, although it was not yet enjoyable.
In the end Wan Kang ran away laughing, because Lin Xiaofang was holding a broom bump to hit him, but when he ran away, he couldn't stop his mouth, "Fang, the meat on your body is really springy, like gluten. I just don’t know if the body is as white as the face!"
Early the next morning, Wankang carried a big bag and was accompanied by his father to the village, where he boarded the shuttle bus leading to the county seat. After arriving at the county seat, transfer to the city, and then buy a ticket directly to the destination-Wuhan, Hubei.
The "admission notice" was mailed from Huazhong University of Science and Technology, and the route must be "arranged" in this way.
In fact, Wankang stopped when he arrived in the city and didn't go any further. It's not that he didn't think about the unusually sturdy cities in his imagination such as Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou, but he always felt that those places where opportunities were captured everywhere and beautiful women could be seen everywhere did not belong to him, at least not for the time being.
Huanhong City, a prosperous and not lonely city, is like a young woman with breasts half-covered, intentionally or unintentionally, people can always get something. Of course, most of them will make people impulsive and make people hold high or low illusions, and they will fight here tirelessly.
Wankang was sitting in a medium-sized broken van and was called out of the car in a daze. Slightly stabilized, feeling stunned by the scalper cart, at most it can be regarded as a suburb. "Well, didn't it mean that it was sent to the center of the city." Wan Kang asked the middle-aged uncle who escorted the car cautiously.
"We can't get in by car, so just stop here." The middle-aged uncle looked indifferent, "Spend two dollars and take a 7th bus to wherever you want."
"When you got on the bus, didn't you say it was sent to the city center." Wan Kang still wanted to argue.
The driver patted his belly with a cigarette in his mouth and walked over, "Little thing, don't you see how much you spent, it's a dozen yuan less than normal. What's wrong with spending two yuan on the bus? It's damn wordy. "
"Well, why are you cursing well?" Wan Kang was very upset, "Besides, if you said you didn't send it to the city center at the beginning, I wouldn't even sit if you didn't want a penny!"
"Oh, your mom, Xiaomao is like that, I even scolded you, what's the matter!" The driver took the cigarette butt from his mouth and threw it to the ground. Then you buy another ticket to return, and I will drag you back?"
Wan Kang looked at the driver, bit his lip and left, carrying a big bag, very stubborn.
"Xiao Maobi, even yelling, it's a good thing if you didn't get you off halfway." The driver sneered, walked to a cold noodle stall next to him, and sat down with the car escort.
However, less than half of the bowl of cold noodles was eaten, and the arrogant driver was beaten by a brick from Wankang who returned silently.
"Your mother is maobi!" Wankang was a bit hideous and shouted at the dumbfounded driver. The driver came back to his senses and touched his head. The blood had already flowed to his neck.
"**, you have a lot of courage!" The driver grabbed the cold noodle bowl and stood up.
However, the driver's speed was too slow compared to Wankang. Before the bowl of cold noodles was raised, his mouth was firmly knocked.
Cleft lip and broken teeth, looks very miserable. Of course, it wasn't just that. Wankang threw away the bricks and kicked it sideways. The driver froze for seven or eight meters.
Everything happened too suddenly. When the middle-aged uncle who was holding the car woke up from a stiff, Wankang was already running out of sight.
His mother is incomparably sacred in Wan Kang's mind. Whoever insults can not be forgiven, but this will Wan Kang still doesn't know how to use more cruel methods.