Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Time flies so fast, and it’s December 23, 1993 of the lunar calendar in a blink of an eye.

The Chinese New Year is almost here, and the weather is getting colder.

After breakfast, Zhang Xuan went to find Ouyang Yong.

Entering Ouyang's house, the eldest sister was coaxing the child to eat.

Ouyang Zhu and Ouyang Yong were using lime to remove dog hair.

Looking at the gray dog ​​hair all over the floor, Zhang Xuan asked curiously: "Why does the color of this dog's hair look familiar to me?"

Zhang Ping said: "Brother, you are here. This dog is the one I brought back."

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised: "Didn't you say that you want to raise him bigger? Why did you kill him?"

Ouyang Yong explained: "This greyhound went to someone else's house to steal meat and was beaten to death."

Zhang Xuan was speechless. But thinking about it, it doesn’t really seem surprising that Greyhound has such an ending.

After teasing the child for a while, he asked, "Has this child been named yet?"

Ouyang Yong said: "Didn't you pick it up? It's called Ouyang Ji."

Ouyang Ji?

When did you get it?

Zhang Xuan thought about it for a long time before he remembered that he had said many names to his biological mother on the phone, but he was not satisfied with those names!

How come it's decided?

Could it be that he couldn't wait any longer and just picked one of the names he mentioned?

Think about it, this is really possible.

But forget it, Ouyang Ji will be Ouyang Ji. If you recite it a few times, it doesn’t sound that bad after all.

After the child finished eating and the dog's hair was almost done, Zhang Xuan told Ouyang Yong the purpose of coming today, which was to buy a motorcycle.

Ouyang Yong asked in surprise: "Buy a motorcycle? Can you ride it? Can you ride a motorcycle?"

Zhang Xuan lied as soon as he opened his mouth: "Yes, I learned it from a teacher when I was studying in Yangcheng."

Ouyang Yong didn't believe it, so he threw his motorcycle key to him: "You can ride it for me."

Zhang Xuan didn't say anything, took the key and inserted it, sat astride it, stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle started spinning in circles in the yard.

That skill is so much higher than Ouyang Yong's.

Ouyang Yong was stunned, his mouth opened wide, and he was shocked.

Finally, I couldn't help but ask: "How long have you been studying?"

Zhang Xuan said with a proud look on his face: "How about half a month? Is it still enough to catch your eye?"

Ouyang Yong was even more confused, "You can learn like this in half a month? Are you not telling lies?"

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes, "Think about it, who am I? Is it necessary for a college student to tell lies to you?"

Ouyang Yong said smoothly: "Are college students born to ride motorcycles? Are you bragging?"

Zhang Xuan turned his head to look at him and stabbed him leisurely: "You have changed, you didn't say that before.

At the end of last year, when you wanted to pursue my sister and ask me for help, you once said an extremely flattering and flattering thing. I don’t know if you still remember it. You said: College students can do anything. "

Hearing this, Ouyang Zhu and his wife laughed out loud.

Ouyang Yong's face twitched and he shut up instantly.

After lunch, the two biked to the big town next door.

There is no way, there is no motorcycle sales shop in my town, so I have to go to the next town to buy one.

Thinking of motorcycle stores...

Zhang Xuan tried to say: "By the way, there are no motorcycles sold in the town. You can open a motorcycle shop in the town."

Ouyang Yong shook his head: "I don't have the capital."

Zhang Xuan said: "I can lend you as much money as you want."

Ouyang Yong thought for a while, then shook his head, "Forget it, I don't like opening a shop and doing business, and not many people in the town have spare money to buy motorcycles."

Zhang Xuan comforted him: "You have to find something better to do. You can't just drive a motorcycle for rent all the time. It comes in rain or shine. Not to mention the hard work, it's easy to get old."

Ouyang Yong didn't take it seriously and said loudly to Yingfeng: "I like it. I make more money."

Zhang Xuan mercilessly criticized: "You only have a few dollars, but you still make a lot of money."

Ouyang Yong retorted: "I'm not a college student. I'm satisfied with dozens or hundreds a day."

Zhang Xuan was speechless. He was a man with no ambitions, and he could not be reformed mentally.

Forget it, I won’t persuade you, it’s a waste of saliva, just let him.

Motorcycle rentals are really profitable these days, and one day can be worth many days of work.

Moreover, Zhang Xuan also looked at the two lives, and his preferences were the most important thing in life.

Just like I do to Mi Jian, I don't want to let go.

In the same way, Ouyang Yong likes motorcycle rentals and seems to understand.

Anyway, in this life, I have myself here and I have my own safety. No matter how bad my eldest sister's life is, it won't be any worse.

It took 30 minutes to get to the next town.

The two of them went straight to the Suzuki motorcycle store without taking any detours.

The shop owner's surname is Sun. He is a 30-year-old man with a crew cut. He seems to be an old acquaintance with Ouyang Yong. When they meet, they serve him cigarettes and they call him brother.

Boss Sun passed a cigarette to Zhang Xuan: "Come on, little brother, have a smoke?"

Zhang Xuan smiled and waved his hand to refuse, "If you don't smoke, keep your money."

Just kidding, this is not a school. If he dares to smoke, Comrade Ruan Xiuqin will be nagging him for a long time if he finds out.

Seeing Zhang Xuan entering the store, he looked familiar and began to inspect the motorcycle. Boss Sun couldn't help but secretly asked Ouyang Yong:

"Who is this? I think you are quite timid towards him."

Ouyang Yong told him in a low voice: "My brother-in-law."

Boss Sun's eyes widened and he suddenly realized: "That great writer? That great writer who was interviewed by people from the capital."

"Have you heard about this too?"

"Not only heard about it, but I can hear it every now and then, and my ears are almost numb."

Ouyang Yong winked, "No, I'm not flattering you too much."

Boss Sun looked at Zhang Xuan carefully with curious eyes, and nodded repeatedly as if looking at a peep show:

"Not too much, not too much. If it were me, I would have to lower my posture a little. These are big thick legs. Hold on tightly, you will have no worries about food and clothing."

Ouyang Yong smiled proudly, and then said: "We will give you a fair price later."

Boss Sun patted his chest and promised: "We brothers have nothing to say. I only need to pay for cigarettes on this trip."

As the two of them talked, the topic slowly shifted from Zhang Xuan to hunting wild boars.

Zhang Xuan didn't care about them.

It took half a day, a license plate, and a car purchase receipt to get a brand new Suzuki motorcycle.

It cost a total of 8,400 yuan.

So expensive!

According to current prices, this 8,400 is equivalent to more than 150,000 in future generations.

But Zhang Xuan didn't bother to worry too much, he didn't lack the money.

And what made him happiest was that amidst the roar of the motorcycle, he recalled many past events from his previous life, full of sweet memories.

Although it was still a bit cold in the evening, under the bright red sunset, I felt very good.

Riding all the way back to Shangcun, Zhang Xuan would always say hello to acquaintances he met on the road.

When people in the village see a motorcycle approaching, they will panic and give way, and then all turn around to comment and envy.

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I had something to do yesterday and was too busy to write. I'm sorry.