Go in,
It's out again.
is equivalent to:
It's getting dark,
It's light again.
The old Taoist took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the sadness that kept gushing out from the depths of his heart, suppressed the tears in his eyes, and said to himself:
"The boss must be busy, so he can't come to pick me up.
Yes,
That must be the case.
The boss said,
Of all the employees under him, he values me the most.”
The old Taoist walked out and stood on the side of the road, ready to take a taxi back to the bookstore.
A van drove past him.
The old Taoist waved his hand habitually.
A man of his age, who has traveled extensively for most of his life,
This kind of stopping a passing ox cart or four-wheeled car is a common thing to do.
Maybe some young people feel embarrassed to do this.
But the old Taoist priests who have been wandering around the world for a long time clearly know that helping others is also a way to benefit yourself.
There are still many kind-hearted people in this society.
Besides, it’s not easy to get a taxi here.
The van stopped and an old man in his sixties leaned out. He had white hair but looked very energetic. He was holding a cigarette in his mouth and shouted:
"Brother, where are you going?"
"South Street."
The old man smiled and said, "Okay, get in the car. I'm just about to go back."
The old Taoist got on the bus and found that there were two other people in the car, a man and a woman, both of them were quite old. The woman looked to be in her forties, and the man was estimated to be in his fifties, with a hunchback.
Even after the Taoist priest got in the car, he kept his head down and said nothing.
The woman smiled warmly at the old Taoist, with a variety of charm flowing between her eyebrows.
The old Taoist's heart immediately became numb.
Fresh and delicious big sister smash!
But when he thought about why he was in the detention center and got into trouble with the law, the old Taoist shuddered subconsciously.
After shivering,
It's boring.
Even this older sister who was flirting with him wasn't as cute as before.
"Brother, are you here to see your child?"
The white-haired old man who was driving asked as he drove.
The old man was wearing a pair of sunglasses and was dressed in a very fashionable style, which was considered quite trendy, at least for people in their sixties.
If you dance the old-age dance in the Sunset Red Square, you will definitely become a socialite.
Don’t think that the friendship between the old men and women who dance square dance is pure.
"No, I was just released."
Hearing this,
The hunchbacked old man suddenly raised his head and glanced at the old Taoist priest.
The fifty-year-old girl next to her had even more tears in her eyes, as if they were about to burst out.
"Hey!" The old man driving the car laughed and said, "Old man, what did you do wrong that you have been locked up for so long?"
The Taoist priest was actually treated as a criminal suspect and spent some time in the detention center.
But in the eyes of these people,
It's like being locked up in there for decades.
Maybe when he first entered, he was still the big, strong and arrogant Long Ge,
When he came out, he had become a skinny old man in his seventies.
The old Taoist touched his own short hair.
Pretending to be uninterested,
With emotion:
“I didn’t do anything.
careless,
kill."
For a time,
The three people in the van immediately gasped.
The hunchbacked old man's back was no longer hunched. He actually turned sideways and smiled at the Taoist priest. The old hunchback was wearing a liberation cap and plastic shoes, and looked like an honest old farmer.
But when he smiled, the old Taoist saw the two rows of white teeth in his mouth.
This guy,
It’s definitely not for farming.
The older girl next to him even deliberately rubbed herself towards the old Taoist priest.
Two big droopy pumpkins are still pretty impressive!
The old Taoist's nostrils were almost curled up with pleasure.
This is so forced.
value!
The car entered the city and headed towards South Street, that's right.
The old Taoist also asked, "What do you do, brothers and sisters?"
"I'm in transportation." The old man driving the car answered, "Running errands, selling some medicinal herbs from the mountains, etc., to earn some hard-earned money."
The old Taoist nodded and didn't ask any more questions. At this moment, he was actually quite eager to go home.
He missed his little monkey.
He leaned back and felt something sticking out from behind him. He reached out and actually pulled out a statue of Guanyin.
This Guanyin statue looks very delicate, but the base is red, giving people a very strange feeling.
"Hey, I didn't expect that I could still see this thing after several decades."
"Wow, you are really knowledgeable, brother." The old man driving responded.
"I haven't seen it for a long time. Is the base painted with black dog blood?"
"That's right. It's a habit left over from the early years of transportation. Now every car has one, just to pray for safety." The old man driving said with emotion.
The bottom of the Guanyin statue is painted black with dog blood, which seems a bit blasphemous and inappropriate to outsiders.
But in the early years, especially in the 1980s and 1990s, this was the habit of many long-distance truck drivers;
At that time, driving a long-distance truck really felt like putting your head on the belt to make money.
Now it is just some oil rats stealing gasoline from oil tanks that are causing headaches for long-distance truck drivers.
But there really were car bandits and highway robbers at that time.
The more civilized ones will scatter nails on the road, and when your car comes and your tire is flat, there will be a tire repair shop nearby. They will charge a sky-high price to repair it, and will not let you leave unless you get it fixed.
The more brutal ones would have the whole village join in the battle, killing and robbing, truly acting without restraint.
Anyway, it seems incredible from a modern perspective, but it happened frequently at that time. The drivers really did everything they could to ward off evil spirits and gain good luck.
I have ridden on many long-distance trucks in the past and have seen this kind of Bodhisattva sculpture.
"Brother, judging from your accent, you are not a local, right?" asked the old man driving the car.
"Yeah, it's from Shaanxi."
"Ha, fellow countryman!"
"Really?"
"Really, really, forget it, let's just have a drink together at noon. Is there anyone else at your home?"
In the driver's opinion, since the Taoist priest was released at such an old age, there should be no one left at home.
“No one.”
There was a monkey.
There are many, many ghosts.
"Then let's have a drink together. Meeting each other is fate, isn't it?"
Before the Taoist priest could say no, the van turned into a small restaurant opposite.
"Come on, let's have a drink together. I like listening to stories. Brother, please tell me your story."
The old driver was very enthusiastic.
And the old man can see that
He is really passionate.
I'm not pretending.
After traveling all over the country for so many years,
He could still see through this trick.
At the moment,
The old Taoist was a little touched.
I guess the boss and his men didn't come to pick me up anyway.
It's okay to have a drink by myself and then go back, right
I had just been released from the detention center, so I took this opportunity to get rid of the bad luck.
Business in the small restaurant was very slow. The boss was sitting there playing games on his phone. He only stood up and prepared to prepare food when people arrived. He went straight into the kitchen without asking what they wanted to eat. He must have known this group of people.
"Brother, sit down. Come, let's drink some white wine first."
The old driver called out,
The hunchbacked old man and the older girl sat next to them.
Eating, drinking, chatting and talking nonsense,
The Taoist priest had only been in there for a month.
I just lied to them that I had been in prison for 30 years.
Brain supplement,
Hearsay,
Made up.
All piled up.
Anyway, for most of my life, I have been making a living by talking.
A person who can sell ghost money as RMB in a live broadcast,
How could one be bad at bragging
This meal,
The atmosphere was so warm.
Even the hunchbacked old man who seemed to be very quiet toasted the Taoist priest with a few glasses of wine.
The older sister even drank from the cup of wine with the old Taoist twice.
After talking about prison, I talked to them about health preservation, and after talking about health preservation, I talked to them about supernatural things.
This old Taoist is good at it.
I have no other ability in this life.
He is good at serving ghosts!
When the atmosphere was at its most heated,
Another car came outside, a black Mazda SUV.
The old Taoist saw two middle-aged men getting off the car carrying a sack.
The old driver stood up, walked out, and helped them carry the sacks to his van.
The two middle-aged men seemed to have noticed the Taoist priest in the restaurant and said something to the old driver. The old driver didn't take it seriously. The three of them smoked a cigarette outside and then the old driver came back.
"The goods have arrived. I'm going to deliver the goods. Brother, have you had your meal?" asked the old driver.
"I've eaten well. Very good."
The old Taoist was very satisfied.
Eat well,
It feels good to blow.
People who like to brag know that
When you brag, if there are a few people around you who can support you, the feeling of pleasure will be multiplied.
"Brother, let him drive you back." The old driver pointed at the man driving the black Mazda, "He's on his way."
"Okay, fine."
Eat and drink enough,
The old Taoist went to urinate again.
First, the dragon went out to sea.
Then came the two dragons playing with a pearl.
Next is the Three Yangs,
Then there was an ambush from all sides.
well,
As I get older,
It is also normal for urine to split.
After playing with birds to your heart's content,
Shake it,
The Taoist priest walked out and found that the van had already left.
The elder sister left too.
The old Taoist felt a little empty.
A middle-aged man pointed at the old Taoist priest and said, "Let's go back on the way."
"Okay, thank you, thank you."
The Taoist priest got in the car and sat in the back.
The middle-aged man started the car and drove towards South Street, which is the city center.
Thinking about going home soon,
The old Taoist was still a little excited.
But the middle-aged man was driving very fast and turning sharply. The old Taoist had just drunk some wine and felt like vomiting, but he was too embarrassed to vomit on the car, so he could only bend down and hold it in.
Swallow it back!
When you bend down,
The old Taoist found a workbook under the seat.
Pick it up and take a look.
It turned out to be a primary school student’s summer homework book.
"Hey, buddy, your child's homework book was left on the bus, take it back quickly, don't let your child escape summer homework and make excuses that the homework was lost."
The middle-aged man driving the car was stunned for a moment, smiled awkwardly, and reached out to take the summer homework book.
When the Taoist priest handed it over, he glanced at the cover of the workbook.
road:
"Oh, your daughter's name is Wang Rui,
Good name, good name,
I know a person whose daughter is also named Wang Rui.
His last name is also Wang.
But I tell you,
This person,
Very unlucky,
Do you know how unlucky it is
Hahaha,
If I hadn't told you, you wouldn't have known that he was so unlucky.
Ha ha ha ha… … … "