A Rural Life in the 70s

The older generation can’t understand it, but it’s just invisible. No one is really angry with such a product, but the young boys can’t stand it, just like Chunsheng and II. The nephew took a group of young and half-sized sons to go to the school to move tables and chairs. He was seeing Wang Lishe. Chunsheng and Erzizi and Wang Lishe were similar in age. They were all playing in small open-leg pants and playing with big pants. Wang Aiqiao, although he could not see Wang Lishe in his heart, he had to say hello to Sancha.

"The third brother is back!"

"Well..." Wang Lishe glanced up at the eyelids and snorted lazily. He had to move on, not to mention the bicycle, and the speed was not reduced.

Chunsheng doesn't look at the usual laughter, but it's not a bully. Seeing Wang Lishe's face, he smiled and said: "Hey, brothers, come see who this is, don't know the brothers. We are here!"

The voice did not fall, and he took the stool and waved it out.

"Spring is born!" The second voice was taken aback, and the subconscious voice stopped.

However, without waiting for his words to export, Chunsheng’s stool waved, but instead of going to Wang Lishe, he directly hooked Wang Lishe from the bicycle and slammed it and fell a dog.

Several other young people have long looked at the death of Wang Lishe. When they started Chunsheng, they were not far behind. They shouted and lost the tables and chairs in their hands. They surrounded them, but they did not punch or kick. Raise your hand, raise your foot, catch the foot of the foot, and pull the hand and foot of Wang Lishe into a big character, then shout the screaming!

Snoring is a process of building a wall and building a foundation. It is a way of making fun of people.

If the big guys play this game, it’s just a few clicks, and the strength is just a point. Today, everyone has been ruined by Wang Lishe’s death, and it’s naturally heavy. There was also a mischievous help, but only the soft meat of Wang Lishe's waist, and even the shackles. At the beginning, Wang Lishe was still annoyed with struggling and screaming, and soon he couldn’t take it anymore. He only had a short voice, like a pig.

Later, when Wang Lishe’s nose and tears came down, Chunsheng raised his hand to indicate that everyone was slowing down. He smiled and asked: “If you return to the village, you still don’t recognize people, dare you dare?”

"No, I don't dare, I don't dare any more." Wang Lishe said that he was so happy that he had already had a arrogance before he had lost it.

"Hey, it’s not like this early, but the brothers in the province are working this time." Liu Chunsheng waved his hand and then pulled back. Wang Lishe was only released, but he did not expect the body to be tight. Was lifted up again, and flickered for a long time, then it fell, then the hands and feet were light, and several of the people carrying him were actually smashing their hands... 噗通, Wang Lishe finally came to a five-body cast, four-pronged on the ground.

After finishing the Wang Lishe, some people came forward to help him up, and carefully helped him to smear the grass and dust on his body. As mentioned earlier, Sanhe Village is the old road of the Yellow River, mostly sand land. It doesn't have fertility, and the crops are not very good, but the advantage is that it doesn't touch the body. The sand is beaten and beaten. Before a moment, the Wang Lishe is still a soil, rolling like a bandit.

As for his hair, it’s not easy to shoot because of the waxy soil, and the nose and tears are stained with dirt and mud. It’s okay to make a ghost face... Anyway, he can’t see it. As for others, there are people. Care?

His bicycle was also pushed by someone, and someone took a stool chair on his hand and slammed it on the car. Several and a half people laughed and laughed, and the car pushed like a fly.

Wang Lishe did not know who was stuffed with two chairs on one hand. One of them was squatting, and was surrounded by a group of young men. A brother and a deep-hearted look went to the house.

Li Xiuying heard the oldest man coming back, and the **** that was smashed in the hand was waiting for him to finish. He ran out.

But I didn't want to, Wang Lishe didn't come to Wang Lijun's old house. He was dragged down by a group of boys and put down the benches and chairs. Then he was dragged to do other work, and where the mother and son met.

Chengjiang Chenghe’s two brothers brought people to the couplet at home, posted hi-words, and prepared firecrackers for the next day’s door. They also took the cigarettes and took the wine inside and out... but they did not catch up with the excitement. Afterwards, Chenghe also secretly repented: "I knew that I was going to move the chair..."

He has long been unable to get used to the various things of Wang Lishe, and he missed the opportunity to go to the black hand in vain. It is really regrettable.

Early the next morning, a large liberation rumbling into the Sanhe Village, woke up most of the villagers still asleep.

When people heard the sound, they rushed out of the door, and most of them didn’t see the big car. They just heard the letter soon: they all said that Wang Lijun had an honest head, and he didn’t have the ability to look at other people’s homes, and his daughter-in-law bought a big color TV. Said, this is even used in big cars!

Someone immediately said: Is that Wang Lijun's ability? That is the skill of their second child, Wang Lijun is just the light of his brother Wang Limin!

Regardless of the swearing, the big guys are not blind, and most of them go to Wang Lijun’s house. The people in the village have this custom, no matter what they are, no matter what the Zhuanglizhuang Township has to go together. As the saying goes, there is money to hold a money field, no money to hold a personal field, the main family is only happy. , will not be disgusted!

I don't know if it was hurt by the youngest daughter of the most beloved little son. Li Xiuying didn't have such a big fire these days. I saw that people didn't talk much, but they didn't make trouble, and let Wei Aimei give this heart. He was relieved.

Put a few benches on the liberation car bucket to pick up the bride... In this era, it’s the operation of the bombing!

We must know that the rural youth who got married in the late 1970s mostly used the oxcart to get married. It is already very advanced to have a bicycle, let alone a big car with several levels! This is not the 21st century when there is a car in the house. At this time, the rural people can't see a car every year. They can find a big car to pick up a family. It's really beautiful. The villagers are going to show off their relatives in the New Year. There are: Who is the daughter-in-law in our village, do you know what to use? Can't guess, tell you, people are big cars! Big car! There are hundreds of people on the bucket...

Hundreds of people exaggerate? Didn't tell you that it would be nice to have a thousand people! In the remote village, some have never seen a big car, saying that you are not saying it!