Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 188: Chapter 187
  "Master Tang, this is inappropriate." Kong Yiqin knew that Tang Zhitong was making excuses, so he retracted his hand and refused to exchange the steamed bun in his hand with Tang Zhitong.

"Brother Kong, you are embarrassed to call me that, but I am embarrassed to respond. Just call me Xiao Tang." Tang Zhitong had an idea in his mind. Many of the titles are personal. How about a veteran who was injured and retired on the battlefield? Tang Zhitong couldn't do this kind of thing.

"Okay, then I'll call you Xiao Tang. White flour is much rarer than corn flour, so I can't take advantage of you." Kong Yiqin changed his name, but still did not agree to exchange food.

"No, what Brother Kong said just now means that the master offended me, and I must use cornstarch to apologize." Tang Zhitong took advantage of his youth and acted rogue.

"Hey, you're a swindler." Zhang Jinbo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pointed at Tang Zhitong and began to smooth things over between the two, hinting: "Brother Kong, please change. There is still a long way to go."

"Then let's take advantage of you." Kong Yiqin understood what Zhang Jinbo meant. The journey was still long, and most of it was at night. Someone needed to be on duty with a gun. When the time came, the two of them would work harder to prevent Tang Zhitong from being on duty.

"What are you taking advantage of? You are obviously helping me, but this cake is so hard that my teeth can't stand it." Tang Zhitong gave Kong Yiqin half a cake, took his wotou, and gave Zhang Jinbo half a cake: "We share the blessings with the hardships. Let’s be honest, we can’t just suffer the consequences of Brother Kong.”

"You boy, you have such a good mouth. It's not enough for me. As long as you don't dislike it, eat it with open belly." Zhang Jinbo didn't hesitate and handed over his steamed buns generously.

"Hehe, I'm serious. I'm seizing the opportunity to take advantage of the big ones." Tang Zhitong has one wotou in each hand. The methods of the two companies are not exactly the same, but they have one thing in common, they are big enough!

"Eat it, take care of it." Kong Yiqin had a good impression of this little brother who knew how to get things done. He was sophisticated but not worldly, smooth but sincere.

"Yeah, it's delicious." Tang Zhitong took the steamed buns and took a bite of each one before putting down one. He picked up the chopsticks to pick up the pickles. He hadn't eaten steamed buns in a while, so it was kind of nice to eat them once in a while.

"You're telling lies with your eyes wide open. What's so delicious about the steamed buns? Your pancakes are delicious." Zhang Jinbo said emphatically, one bite of pancake and one bite of pickles, not too salty at all. At this rate, the pickles will be gone by tomorrow.

"It's really delicious. When I was a kid, all I ate was moldy old grain. The taste was so bad that I didn't want to eat it again after eating it once." Tang Zhitong started talking nonsense.

"The taste is indeed not that good, but it is better than what we had on the battlefield. It is a mouthful of fried noodles and a mouthful of snow. I also gnawed hard potatoes, put them in the crunchy nest to warm them, gnawed one layer after they melted, and then stuffed them into the crunchy nest to continue melting. ." Kong Yiqin believed it to be true and said sweetly to Tang Zhitong.

"A happy life is hard-won, and we should cherish it. Oh, by the way, look at my memory. I also brought toon pickles, which are not old at all. Let the two eldest brothers try them." Tang Zhitong watched Kong Yiqin pick out a few shredded pickles. , as if reluctant to eat? It may also be that I hate ginger so much that I couldn’t ask why, so I took out the packaged toona buds from the bag and wrapped them directly in newspapers, which was simple and crude.

"Good guy, you've prepared quite a lot for your business trip. Here's one, here's one." Zhang Jinbo picked up one with a lot of grains of salt and put it in his mouth without shaking it off.

"Brother Zhang, it's not good to eat too much salt." Tang Zhitong advised Zhang Jinbo kindly as he saw Zhang Jinbo chewing happily.

"We are all used to it. We have to stay in the car when the weather is hot. It's like fishing it out of the water every day. Gradually our taste has improved." Kong Yiqin is also very satisfied with toon sprout pickles and eats them in the same way as Zhang Jinbo same.

"Okay, if it tastes good, eat more and drink more water later." Tang Zhitong couldn't help but pick up the kettle and fill up the water glasses of the three of them. He would eliminate the excess salt through urination. The damage would be less. ?

The buns are loose, but not as chewy as pancakes. Served with pickles, Tang Zhitong tastes them sweet.

"One more?" After Tang Zhitong finished two steamed buns, Zhang Jinbo took out another steamed bun and handed it to Tang Zhitong. “I’m full, I’m full, save it for the next meal.” Even though Tang Zhitong said he was a big eater, two big buns weighed more than half a catty, and he was full after eating both.

"Then take a break first, we have to wait." Zhang Jinbo took a sip of water and stopped being polite to Tang Zhitong.

"Okay, then I'll go out and smoke a cigarette." Tang Zhitong didn't want to smoke the two big brothers in the lounge, so he was going to smoke at the door. There were no postal packages there, so he wasn't afraid of causing a fire.

"Take the bench and sit against the wall of the train. Don't let anyone see your head from the outside." Kong Yiqin called to Tang Zhitong, handed over the bench he was sitting on, and ordered.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Kong." Tang Zhitong accepted the suggestion humbly, guessing that this might be a nip in the bud to prevent saboteurs from shooting from outside.

There were no books, no newspapers, no radios, and it was completely dark. Tang Zhitong could only sit on the bench and count the occasional lights through the opposite window.

When Tang Zhitong counted to seventy-eight, Kong Yiqin and Zhang Jinbo finished eating and walked out from the rest room with benches in hand.

"I've packed your things and put them in your bag." Kong Yiqin put the bench next to Tang Zhitong and sat down, and said first.

"Thank you, Brother Kong." Tang Zhitong took out his cigarette and offered it to the two of them.

"Are you embarrassed? This time we are far away from the next stop, so we can rest longer. Whether we can rest later depends on whether we have enough bags." Zhang Jinbo sat down with Tang Zhitong again, took the cigarette, and gave it to Tang Zhitong introduced.

"It's okay, just a little boring." Tang Zhitong smiled, lit cigarettes for the two of them, and smoked another one. People are particularly prone to smoking when they are bored.

"There is a folding bed in the rest room. You can take a nap in a while and you will be almost there when you wake up." Zhang Jinbo kindly arranged.

"You have to be on duty later, right? Don't try to get rid of me. Let's take turns." After all, Tang Zhitong had followed the car to Quancheng, and he was also on duty that time. Fortunately, the journey was safe.

"You know all this?" Kong Yiqin was surprised and wanted to take care of Tang Zhitong. It seems that this kid is very motivated!

"At any rate, I was transferred here as a escort. I have been with the train twice, so I probably know the process." Tang Zhitong did not hide it. He participated in the whole process of the target shooting a while ago. These people have all seen it, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. live.

"Okay, then Brother Kong and I will tell you a little bit about duty. You will be on duty at the next stop and go to sleep the rest of the time." Zhang Jinbo still takes care of Tang Zhitong. It is not easy to get sleepy at this time, and it is the most testing time. This period is after early morning and it is easy to feel sleepy.

"It's okay. I'm young and can handle it. I'll stay for the rest of the night." Tang Zhitong argued.

"Listen to me, I am the team leader of this escort." Zhang Jinbo arranged in a tone that left no room for doubt.

(End of this chapter)