National Tide 1980.

Chapter 233

It can be said that from this time on, Ning Weimin's good mood for the New Year was completely ruined.

In fact, they broke into the house to call someone, took off their coats and suits, put on a comfortable padded jacket, and washed their hands.

Whether he was talking about family affairs with Kang Shude, or moving his chopsticks in front of a large table of sumptuous New Year dishes, Ning Weimin seemed a little absent-minded.

Maybe it's because today's mouth is too special.

The miserable appearance of Aunt Luo and Luo Guangliang always lingers in his mind, disturbing his mind.

The taste of the wine was gone after drinking, and the food was tasteless, so it was a bit awkward to stay there.

As a result, Kang Shude was a little unhappy because of this.

This old man not only misunderstood that his apprentice has a high mouth, but now he can't get used to the home-cooked food he made.

And I also feel that chatting with Ning Weimin today is like playing the piano with a cow.

So the more you eat this meal, the more boring it becomes.

In less than half an hour, the old and the young all finished their New Year's Eve dinner and put down their jobs.

Kang Shude was too lazy to talk about the allusions and anecdotes of the old days, so he turned on the big color TV and watched it.

As for Ning Weimin, because the old man had already said something beforehand, he didn't bother to explain anything to the master.

He was afraid of being scolded again for speaking his mind.

Just like that, Kang Shude watched TV with a cup of tea, and Ning Weimin smoked a small cigarette to read books and newspapers.

On this New Year's Eve this year, they lived in a very quiet place, which was even less meaningful than usual.

Apart from a table of uneaten banquets still set up, waiting for midnight to cook dumplings, there are no major features in the room.

But the turning point of the matter is precisely at this time.

You know, men tend to lose their kidneys after drinking, and Ning Weimin doesn't have the problem of holding back his urine.

Feeling anxious, he took a small cigarette in his mouth, took a flashlight and walked out, braving the snow with the flashlight to go to the toilet in the alley to pee.

Speaking of which, this was also a feature of life back then.

Due to the poor municipal lighting equipment, there are a few utility poles in the alley, which is equivalent to a few low-wattage bulbs for lighting.

What's more, the light in the toilet is always broken by naughty children with stones.

Therefore, flashlights have become necessary equipment for residents living in Hutongs to travel at night.

However, what he didn't expect was that when Ning Weimin passed in front of Luo's house, the scene of Luo's house made him unavoidably entangled for a while.

Regardless of the customs, all the lights in Luo's house are on today.

But unlike Mi's and Bian's houses, no matter which room in Luo's house, without exception, it was all quiet.

Not to mention Luo Guangliang, who was huddled on the wire bed in the small kitchen with his head covered.

The point is that there was no sound in the room where the Luo family reunion banquet was held.

Except for the occasional babbling of children, the only thing that can be heard is the movement of the radio program - the crosstalk actor Jiang Kun is singing "Xiaoerlang" loudly in the chatterbox of Luo's family.

Needless to say, in such a situation, there is no sense of humor in the way this cross talk medley of songs is performed.

Whether it's the laughter of the crowd in the background recording or the "flash thunder" exploding in the sky outside the alley, it makes the scene of Luo's house extremely bleak.

Especially the sentence in Geer, "I have no knowledge, I have no face to see my parents".

Even Ning Weimin felt like crying when he heard it.

He really didn't understand what Master Luo was trying to prove by killing relatives so righteously.

He didn't believe that Master Luo could feel pain in his heart when he treated his own son like this.

This Master Luo is just too good-faced!

Face is more important than the blood relationship of his family.

Maybe even he himself doesn't know who he is competing with and why.

It's a pity that this big family is gone, and the Chinese New Year is like this...

Shaking his head and sighing, Ning Weimin urinated.

Of course, you have to come back after peeing, and you still have to go through Luo's house.

Speaking of how Ning Weimin felt at this time, he really regretted going to the toilet this time.

When he entered the hospital, he muttered.

I thought it would be better if I didn't have the quality once, don't leave the hospital at all, I'll get under the wall, why do I have to come out and make a fuss this time!

He can't see this!

It's as uncomfortable as such a tragic thing happened to me...

But let alone, just when Ning Weimin passed the small kitchen of the Luo family again, and finally separated from the oppressive atmosphere of the Luo family.

A string of "night pearls" suddenly appeared in the sky.

Looking at the fireworks flashing in the sky, I don't know what's wrong.

In Ning Weimin's mind, a good idea that seemed to be able to solve the problem suddenly popped up.

It can be said that it was a flash of inspiration.

This made him stunned for a moment.

At the same time when the colorful lights flashed across his face, he went over this idea in his heart again.

Ultimately it was decided that this idea would only make things better.

I probably can handle it, and there should be no sequelae.

So he looked around and turned off the flashlight in his hand.

He quietly, lightly, and backed away.

They didn't stop until they reached the window of Luo's small kitchen.

Then he gathered all his energy, swung the flashlight in his hand, and resolutely and decisively threw it towards the glass window of Luo's small kitchen!

"Crash!"

Under this smash, the glass window shattered in response!

Isn't that shocking?

Not to mention that Luo Guangliang on the bed was startled, and suddenly jumped up!

Even in the main room of Luo's family, the child cried "wow".

Master Luo and Luo Guangsheng, father and son, pushed open the door one after the other, and all ran out!

At this time, Ning Weimin, he was fine, and got up from the ground in a fake manner.

While patting the "unnecessary" snow on his body, he was still grinning and acting.

"Good guy, I fell down with this fall! This big horse is on the ground!"

"Oh! Look at the trouble! Why did you smash the windows of your house!"

"Accident, accident, pure accident! I drank some wine, and the ground is too slippery! A somersault, the flashlight actually flew out!"

"Are you all right? Guangliang, are you not hurt? Hey, it's good that you're all right..."

"I'm sorry! Don't worry, I will pay for it. I will be responsible for everything that is broken!"

"It's just...it's time for the Spring Festival, and the glass shop won't open until a few days later. This house is like this, and the cold wind is so pouring in, it can't be lived in!"

"I said, Master Luo, Brother Luo, look, is it better to let Guang Liang live at home? Or let him go to my place to make do with it?"

"It's all up to me. Master Luo, you have a lot of adults. Don't get angry. I'm not sincerely trying to add trouble to you during the Chinese New Year."

"Let's not break or stand, and we will be safe every year! I promise to restore it as before, so why not reunite this broken mirror?"

Facing the Luo family in front of him, Ning Weimin was full of apology!

He spoke sincerely and blamed himself, and the auspicious words in his stomach came one after another, which was smoother than crosstalk.

On the other hand, the three members of the Luo family are all like clay-bodied wood plastics, and I don't know if they look stupid or listen to them.

Anyway, my brain couldn't get around this corner.

Not to mention responding, the three of these fathers even stared blankly.

No one could have imagined that such a drama would happen during the New Year's Eve.

What finally broke the deadlock was a cough from Aunt Bian.

The co-authored old lady was also shocked, and went out to see the same thing.

The director of the neighborhood committee went all the way to ask.

"I said, what did you say, and what happened?"

(End of this chapter)