Li Nan's family is also relatively wealthy. His father and Li Shu's father have a bad relationship. Li Nan and Li Shu also have a bad relationship under the influence. Li Nan actually said that he would stew the big yellow dog and eat the dog meat. Li Shu suddenly became slightly agitated. angry.
Who knows—
Li Nan questioned Li Shu first. He snorted coldly: "Li Shu, what do you mean? Why do you say "bastard" in your mouth but look at me? Do you deserve a beating?"
"Fuck, come on, come on, let me see how you beat me!" Li Shu laughed instantly, and walked slowly towards Li Nan while shouting: "Look here, young and old, it's almost the Chinese New Year and I don't have any talent, so I will I'm partnering with Li Nan to put on a show for everyone - a man riding a dog! I'll play the man, and Li Nan will play the dog... Oh my God, I haven't finished talking yet, Li Nan, why are you running around like a dog thief!?"
Li Nan originally wanted to practice with Li Shu. After all, he was very strong after playing ball every day, and he did fight often, and his father could even hurt someone with his shots.
But when he saw Li Shu walking slowly, Li Nan seemed to see an evil spirit coming from Li Shu. He was instantly frightened. He was not afraid of losing the fight, but when he heard that Li Shu wanted to ride him like a dog, he instantly became scared. Panic.
It’s heartbreaking to kill people!
If he is really treated like a dog in front of a large number of young and old men, that will be his eternal black history! ! How will he return to the village in the future
Even if the villagers don't say anything on the surface because of his family's wealth, they will definitely laugh at him behind his back - isn't this the same person who was treated like a dog, hahaha.
"Li Shu, don't be arrogant! Just wait for me!" Li Nan ran away. He hated himself for parking the motorcycle far away. He must not lose his dignity!
"Stop! Don't run!" Li Shu made a show of chasing after him. In an instant, Li Nan was like a defeated soldier who was being hunted. He ran to the roadside and got on his motorcycle, wheezing and panting. Boom~ He ran away quickly and disappeared around the corner of the street in the blink of an eye.
Li Shu was just trying to scare Li Nan, otherwise Li Nan would not have been able to run at his speed.
The afterglow of the setting sun spreads on the road, the rooftops in the distance, and the jujube trees, giving everything a layer of red light.
The cool winter wind blew by, and the big yellow dog came to the plum tree wagging its tail, smiling with its eyes and sticking out its tongue to lick the plum tree's hand.
"Go, go, you stupid dog, don't lick me." Li Shu squatted down and rubbed the dog's head: "I was just thinking, I chased Li Nan, and then Li Nan ran away on his motorcycle. In the panic, if his motorcycle fell, I'm afraid I have to bear a lot of responsibility if I throw him to the ground."
Five people, Ergou, Gangzi, Laosha, Bingzi and Daya, ran over. Bingzi, a retired soldier, spat on the ground: "Bah~ Ashu, you don't know. Before you came back, Li Nan, the thief, was riding every day. He used his motorcycle to bombard the streets in the village because his family was relatively wealthy. The villagers were afraid of saying anything because they thought it was better to do more than to do less. "
"Yes, yes." Lao Sha also said: "It's so relieved! It's so refreshing to see that guy Li Nan running away with his head in his arms!"
Li Shu smiled and shook his head. It seems that the arrogant Li Nan has been unpopular for a long time, but this is normal. Li Nan's family is the kind of person who says, "I am rich and I am arrogant. It's useless for you poor people to refuse. Just bear with it!"
"Many nouveau riche have a mentality similar to that of Li Nan's family." Li Shu murmured slightly: "When they were poor, they hated the nouveau riche extremely, but when they suddenly became rich, they were even more nouveau riche than the nouveau riche. Maybe One day they will have to suffer a big loss to understand that even if you have money, you have to keep a low profile and keep a low profile."
Sudden.
An old man in white clothes riding a bicycle appeared at the corner of the village in the distance. The old man had a sad face, with wrinkles on his weather-beaten face, but when he saw the people by the river, a look of hope appeared in his eyes.
"Cut cake - cut cake -" the old man in white yelled a few words loudly, then parked his bicycle on the side of the road, and said in a thick dialect accent: "It's delicious cut cake~ If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to pay~" .
“Cut the cake!“.
"Is there any cake to cut?".
In an instant, several human cubs playing with spinning tops ran over and looked at the back seat of the bicycle with twitching nostrils and longing faces. There was a wooden board about 80 cm long and 60 cm wide tied to the back seat of the bicycle. On the board, there were cut Put a piece of white cloth over the cake, and tie it with a rope horizontally and vertically.
Several human cubs wanted to eat cut cakes, but unfortunately they had no money. They could only turn to their father for help, and the meaning in their eyes almost turned into reality.
"How to sell cut cakes?" A middle-aged man couldn't bear the gaze of his children and asked aloud.
Li Shu knew him, and he still wanted to call him "Uncle De", but it had been five servers, and the blood relationship was quite distant.
"It's 15 yuan per pound, which is very cheap~" The old man smiled enthusiastically in an instant, and the few yellow teeth left in his mouth were exposed, "The ones sold in Dujia Village are better. I cut so many cakes and sell them. There's only half of it left. It's really delicious. How about two pounds to try? I'm in a hurry to go home because I have something to do, otherwise this cut cake would have been sold out in Dujiacun."
The old man in white tried his best to create an image that his sliced cake was a hot commodity and he didn't have to worry about selling it. It was delicious, which made Li Shu secretly laugh. He said to himself: "If he didn't have to worry about selling it, there wouldn't be half of it left after dark." Cutting the cake.".
"15 yuan a pound? It's too expensive." Before Uncle De could say anything, other men had already started to make noises.
"That's right. Is this cake made of gold?".
"You want to take advantage of someone who is taking advantage of you? We won't agree to that."
"That's right, it's getting dark today, and you still have so many cut cakes that you haven't sold yet. How about making them cheaper, two yuan a pound?"
"Yes, yes, your cut cakes will be broken when you get them back. If they are broken, they will be worthless. You might as well sell them to us cheaper!"
"Hahaha, that makes sense.".
Seeing a group of laughing and joking men surrounding him, the old man in white lost his momentum. After selling cut cakes for many years, he was already familiar with such a scene—and the one he feared the most.
Selling cut cakes mainly involves adults with children, and it is best if they can make one sale, because as long as one parent buys it for his or her child, most parents of other children will also buy it.
After all, people have a desire to compare. When they see other people’s children enjoying themselves, many parents can’t bear to see their children being compared with others.
This is the same as enrolling children in tutoring classes. If other people’s children go to tutoring classes, then your own children must also go to tutoring classes—even if the tuition of tutoring classes is very expensive compared to their income, and even if you know that your own family The children go to tutoring classes and play every day.
They will gain some inner comfort - anyway, I am no worse than other people's parents, and other children have it, too. As for whether you learn it or not, that's your business, and you can't blame me in the future.
The old man in white looked at Uncle De expectantly. He pondered slightly, with a hint of prayer in his tone: "Your son is so handsome. If you want to cut the cake, I can give it to you at 10 yuan per pound."
If Uncle De bought it for his children, then other parents who are not willing to be "compared" might also buy it for their children.
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