Live again: the pig who is the outlet

Chapter 49 Goodbye Cheng Qian
Meng Qingshan, who had relaxed, suddenly remembered the funny answer given by the long-distance bus driver to how to judge the mining area.

Meng Qingshan found it very interesting and planned to ask for a souvenir.

"Master, I'll get off at the Long-distance Station of ** City, when can I arrive?"

The driver didn't look back: "Don't worry, your destination is the terminal, and I'll get off by then, so you can't pass the stop."

Hearing this answer, Meng Qingshan was very depressed: Why didn't the driver follow the routine?Also change the dialogue?So unprofessional!

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties who was sitting on the other side of the aisle said enthusiastically to him:

"Is it the first time you come here? You are so old, you are so old, and the old one is coming soon. (Little brother, is this the first time? When do you feel that the car is bumpy, it is almost here.) "

Meng Qingshan's eyes lit up when he heard this, it's the formula, it's the taste!
Thank you quickly with a smile, saying that this is really my first time here.

Hearing the local dialect of the enthusiastic uncle next to him, Meng Qingshan couldn't help but think of a line in their hometown dialect that Cheng Qian taught him in his previous life.

The bird is concave and you are holding back (look at your turtle shape)!
Thinking of this, Meng Qingshan couldn't help laughing.

At the beginning, every time I provoked this girl into anger, this girl would say something like this to me.

Although these words were a bit of a curse in their local area, but at the beginning, these words were the lubricant for the two of them to adjust the atmosphere.

Whenever Cheng Qian was unhappy, as long as she imitated their local accent and said something to her with a straight face, she couldn't help laughing.

Although there would always be a few tickling punches, Meng Qingshan at that time always enjoyed it.

After getting off the bus at the long-distance station, Meng Qingshan inquired about the bus station in the city according to the memory he had inquired from Cheng Qian in his previous life, and then drove to Cheng Qian's hometown by car again.

Sitting on the bus that was slowly moving north like an old cow, Meng Qingshan looked at the narrow street outside and the pedestrians on the sidewalk.

Meng Qingshan couldn't help but think of Cheng Qian's words when she introduced her hometown.

"My hometown is a coal city, there are coal trucks coming in and out all day long, and the dust on both sides of the road is black.

Few people in our place wear white clothes, because when we go out in the morning and come home at noon, the clothes are covered with black ash! "

I turned my head and observed the passers-by outside carefully. Sure enough, no one was wearing white clothes. However, because this is a mining area, the wages of the miners are not low, and most of the clothes on everyone's bodies are neat and decent.

I also saw a few young girls dressed in fashion, it seems that people here have a good income!

I took a special look at the roadside, and I saw that at the right angle formed by the road and the roadside, there was a thick layer of black powder blown by the wind, extending along the road to the distance.

Now it is still in the urban area, there are sanitation workers to clean it in the morning and evening, and it takes half a day to accumulate such a thick layer. I don’t know if it can be used for cooking when it is swept up to make briquettes.

Oh, by the way, it is not called briquettes here, but briquettes!
More than half an hour later, Meng Qingshan got off at the terminal of the bus.

He didn't go directly to Cheng Qian's hometown, but first inquired about the location of a nearby hotel, and found a hotel to stay in first.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and Cheng Qian's hometown was still more than ten miles away.

In winter, it gets dark after five o'clock, so let's rest for a night first, and go there early tomorrow to look for it.

In the evening, I found a small restaurant nearby, and a large bowl of fried noodles with eggs cost [-] cents.

It's very affordable, and I can't finish the benefits by myself.

After eating, I bought a few packs of cigarettes at the tobacco shop next door, two packs of Little Admiralty for thirty cents, two packs of Mangshan for twenty-five cents, and a large handful of fruit candies and two packs of matches.

Meng Qingshan didn't smoke in this life, these things were prepared for the 'little bandits' who might meet on the road tomorrow, he really wanted to see if the kids here were really so gangsters.

I got up early the next day, bought a few deep-fried sticks and a bowl of soy milk for one yuan, and when I was full, I walked on two legs and rushed west along the main road.

I walked seven or eight li along the main road to the west, but I didn't see a kid who came out to hang out in a gang.

It's right to think about it carefully. It's a cold day, and the children in the morning are probably too cold.

As he was muttering to himself, four teenagers ran out from the front entrance of the village, running towards him in a swarm.

Maybe it's because Meng Qingshan's clothes are clean and beautiful, so he doesn't look like a miner from a small coal mine here.

These brats just looked at him curiously, and planned to pass by him.

How could Meng Qingshan let them leave just like that? He had already bought things and was going to buy a few little guides!

Learning the local dialect: "Hey! Do you know that you can't walk in the village?"

An embarrassing thing happened to Meng Qingshan. Several children murmured together, gathered around and said in Mandarin:

"Brother, you can just speak in Mandarin. We can't understand what you say about us!"

Meng Qingshan spoke again in Mandarin, and then took out a box of small gold bells and a handful of candy from his pocket: "Those of you who know how to smoke smoke, and those who don't know how to eat candies, if you can take me there, the three boxes left in my pocket I'll give you both the cigarettes and the sugar."

A few brats took away the cigarettes and candies, each of them ate a piece of candy, and each of them shared a cigarette. What's amazing is that these guys all carried matches, and they were polite to him when they lit their cigarettes: "Brother also order?"

He waved his hand and said that he didn't smoke, and a few hairy kids lit their cigarettes and waved at him: "Come on, it's just five or six miles ahead, we'll take you there!"

Meng Qingshan also asked them if they wanted to tell the adults at home, and the boys cut him off, gave him a bunch of blank eyes, and led the way west.

Hurry up, Meng Qingshan has a direct understanding of what Cheng Qian told him in the previous life, and the children here have a direct understanding.

One seemed to be the leader of this group of boys, and he turned around to chat with him, and introduced him as Huzi, that one as Erdan, this one as Dajun and that one as Biaodou.

Although these children are gangsters, they have one advantage, that is, they spit on each other and never regret what they said, and they really led Meng Qingshan to the entrance of the village.

Meng Qingshan simply gave them all the cigarettes and candies left in his pocket, and finally persuaded them: "You are so young, you can stop smoking this cigarette or stop smoking."

Huzi scratched his neck: "My father is at home and I can smoke his cigarettes, don't treat us like children!"

Meng Qingshan was speechless, what kind of person is this? It doesn't matter if a teenager smokes in front of him, so why is it his own?
Seeing Meng Qingshan looking blankly at the village in front of him at the entrance of the village, the tiger who had walked back a few meters asked, "What's the matter, should we call someone out for you?"

Meng Qingshan was overjoyed: "Okay, but can you call her here quietly? Her name is Cheng Qian and her nickname is Da Niu. I have something to tell her."

The children nodded immediately, and Huzi said, "We all know that her father jumped to his death not long ago, and her mother fell ill from fright. I'll call for you."

After Huzi ran into the village, he led a little girl and walked over.

Looking at the little girl who was getting closer and closer in front of him, Meng Qingshan recognized Cheng Qian. The little girl was only a little over 1.5 meters at the moment, and she was still a firewood girl who hadn't grown up.

Soon Hu Zi and Cheng Qian came in front of him. Before Meng Qingshan could speak, Hu Zi said to Cheng Qian: "Don't be afraid, big girl, I'll be fine if I say you're all right. We'll just talk when you talk here." Over there, if he is a bad guy, we will strip him off!"

Although what Huzi said was threatening him, Meng Qingshan still felt very happy and gave Huzi a thumbs up: "Huzi is very loyal, that's what you should do. Based on your words, I will invite you to a restaurant at noon!"

Who knew that Huzi didn't answer the call at all, and led a few little guys to run ten meters away, squatting together with lit cigarettes, looking at this side, and muttering something in a low voice.

Looking at the little girl who looked at him with a dazed face in front of him, Meng Qing sorted out his thoughts, and then began to fool him according to the rhetoric he had revised many times.

(End of this chapter)