Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 608 622 [People are more popular than people] (three more)

Happy New Year, off-court——
"Did you make a mistake? It turned out to be one dollar—could it be that the ancestors mistook Ah Chao for a girl!"

"Hahaha! That might be the case, otherwise why would I give a red envelope of one dollar, and it would be two dollars anyway!"

"Look at how handsome Ah Chao is, he really looks like a girl at first glance!"

Song Jianren and his gang directly made fun of Song Zhichao, as if Song Zhichao received a one-yuan red envelope, what a big joke it was.

Not to mention these men, even the women next to them couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing, and even pointing at Song Zhichao.

Seeing this, Song Jianren felt extremely relieved. You must know that he has always been compared with Song Zhichao.In terms of appearance, Song Zhichao is definitely handsome, at least much handsomer than him, and also much more handsome; in terms of education background, Song Zhichao graduated from high school and went to work in the south before he was admitted to university. Hall billiards room spin.In comparison, he seems to be a head weaker than Song Zhichao.

But now, his father Song Jianguo is the village head, his second uncle Song Jianjun is the accountant in the village, Song Haiming is still a small worker, earning a dead salary every month, and their family has already bought two new motorcycles and rebuilt them. house.

As for Song Zhichao, I heard that working in the south is very good, but after hearing what I said just now, I have resigned and quit. , besides the good looks, he is completely useless.

Song Jianren was very proud. He stepped forward, put one hand on Song Zhichao's shoulder, and said even more hurtfully: "Achao, I say good brother——if you think this red envelope is too little, I will go and intercede with grandpa and let him Give you another one."

Song Zhichao gave Song Jianren a cold look with sharp eyes.

At this time, Song Jianguo saw his son teasing Song Zhichao, and saw that Song Zhichao's eyes had become unfriendly. After all, he was the village chief and had contact with many people. He smoothed things over and said: "Okay, you brats, what are you doing around here, if you get in the way, go over there and play!" The group of people were blown away.

Song Jianren hooked up with a group of good buddies, went to the side to talk about billiards, and went to talk about picking up girls.

The girls also went to the side to talk about who bought the new clothes and which male singer in Hong Kong released a new song.

Song Zhichao made a deserted place by himself, drinking tea.

Not far away, his father Song Haiming looked at him worriedly, afraid that his son would be left out, and wanted to go over to comfort him, but he was pestered and couldn't leave.

……

Song Zhichao was bored sitting alone, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket and wanted to smoke one.

At this time, a voice said: "Can I sit here? Can I have a cigarette?"

Song Zhichao looked up, but he was a little fat man, wearing a big blue padded jacket similar to Song Zhichao's, and old cotton shoes on his feet. An indescribable humor.

Song Zhichao thought about it for a while, and then remembered that this little fat man was also surnamed Song, and his name was Song Dazhu. He seemed to be one level higher than Song Zhichao's seniority. Don't please Song Taigong, just now I only received two yuan in red envelopes. ]
Song Zhichao took out a cigarette and handed it to Song Dazhu. Song Dazhu took a look at it, and said, "Oh, it's still a foreign cigarette—you seem to be doing well. Song Jianren and his gang have no eyes." By Song Zhichao's side.

Song Zhichao thought this person was quite interesting, and said with a smile, "A single cigarette can tell that I'm doing well?"

"That's right, I, Song Dazhu, don't have any other skills, so I'm pretty sure about people." After finishing speaking, Song Dazhu stared at Song Zhichao solemnly and said, "Don't think that you are dressed like me, but your temperament... no the same."

"Why is it different?" Song Zhichao was curious.

"That's the kind... I'm not the same kind of person. Looking at your eyes just now, it seems that you didn't pay attention to Song Jianren and the gang at all. No, you didn't even pay attention to Song Jianguo—even in the When you paid New Year's greetings to the grandfather and other old people, you didn't even pay attention to the grandfather!"

Song Zhichao: "..."

I feel that this little fat man is quite daring to speak.

Seeing that Song Zhichao was silent, the chubby Song Dazhu smiled and bit the cigarette in his mouth: "How about it, I told you it was right!"

Song Zhichao smiled: "Whatever you say."

Song Dazhu just bit the cigarette in his mouth playfully and twirled it around, "Not only do I know this, but I also know why you have such eyes..."

"why?"

"Because you are not convinced!"

"Not convinced?"

"Yeah, I also came back from working in the south. Why did you fail so much while others were so successful—that's why you were not convinced, and deliberately used that contemptuous look in your eyes to cover up your inner guilt. .”

Song Zhichao: "..."

This little fat man's brain is simply too strange - just want to praise him a few words, he changed from Einstein to a mentally handicapped youth.

Looking at Song Zhichao's dumbfounded look, Song Dazhu thought he had guessed right, but he didn't know that he had guessed the first half of it right, and the second half of the guess was just superfluous, which directly lowered his IQ.

"Hey!" Song Dazhu sighed, and patted Song Zhichao's shoulder reassuringly, "It's just a matter of getting used to it—as the saying goes, people are more angry than people—he came back from the south, drove a car, You also bring a beautiful girlfriend to the grandpa to celebrate the New Year, and you, pushing a [-] bicycle, took your father to the grandpa to celebrate the New Year; you gave the grandpa a pair of shoes, do you know what they gave? They gave the grandpa a brand new tape recorder, or swallow Card dancers, how do you think you are better than others!"

Song Zhichao became more and more confused, what do you mean?Someone also came back from the south, and also came to pay New Year's greetings to the grandpa. Not to mention the big gift, they came back by car. The car outside belonged to the other party?
Song Dazhu seemed to understand Song Zhichao's mind, and explained: "Did you see it when you came here? The Santana outside belongs to someone else! It's very impressive. When it came, it beeped, shaking the whole Songjia Village. People also said that after dinner, I will drive the grandfather for a few laps, let the grandfather also ride in this high-end car, and experience the addiction of being a big boss!"

Song Zhichao: "..."

Some understand, no wonder just now I said that I came back from working in the south, the expression of the big guy changed so quickly, it turned out that there was a contrast.

Song Zhichao became curious now. It seems that there are not many people in Songjia Village who go out to work. Besides himself, who else?
Just when Song Zhichao was surprised, he suddenly heard someone shout: "Here we come! Grandfather, Boss Zhao and the others are back!"

While speaking, Song Taigong, who was still sitting in the middle of the hall, condescendingly admonishing his children and grandchildren, stood up from the chair very quickly, and ran out tremblingly with his two sons and a large group of people, looking around, " Are you back? Come on, make tea, make good tea! I want to treat Boss Zhao well!"

Song Zhichao: "..."

I couldn't help being more curious, so I also stood up and followed everyone's gaze towards the door.

Outside the door, I saw a man and a woman coming hand in hand on the snow - both dressed very fashionable, the man was wearing a black leather jacket, leather pants underneath, and a leather hat on his head, and the woman was wearing fiery red, bright red duck down Jacket, underneath is a fashionable thick cotton skirt, and boots are also worn under the feet.

It was too far away to see their faces clearly, but Song Zhichao always felt familiar.

Gradually, the two approached each other talking and laughing, and Song Zhichao saw each other's appearance clearly, and couldn't help saying "Huh": "How could it be them?!"

(End of this chapter)