Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

Tsuen Wan, New Territories.

"Sister, is this the right way?"

Shi Zhijian sat in front and turned around to ask old sister Shi Yufeng.

Shi Yufeng and Baoer sat in the back of the car.

Bo'er enjoys herself playing with the little sword that her uncle bought for her not long ago.

Shi Yufeng was holding a small round mirror in the back to touch up her makeup, especially her lips.

Today, she dresses very fashionably, wearing a bright red and festive cheongsam, and praying for the old man's birthday, but she can't wear white.

The neck didn't know where to get a string of pearl necklaces, shining brightly.

The most exaggerated is her earrings, a pair of large white plastic earrings, trying to imitate the star Chen Baozhu's style in the movie "Manli Manli I Love You", but Shi Zhijian feels more like a bull devil.

In particular, her hair is also combed into a spiraling spire, which makes Shi Zhijian dare not even look at it. He really can't get the trend and fashion of this era.

On the contrary, Chen Huimin, who was acting as a private driver, peeked at Shi Yufeng through the rearview mirror from time to time, only to think that Sister Yufeng was dressed really well.

"Just keep going! Drive slowly, I'm putting on lipstick!" Shi Yufeng's voice landed, the car bumped, and her lipstick cracked directly from the corner of her mouth to her cheeks.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"I'm sorry, Sister Yufeng! I didn't mean it!" Chen Huimin hurriedly apologized.

Shi Zhijian pointed to the front: "There are two roads ahead, which one to take?"

Shi Yufeng stretched her neck and glanced forward, while wiping the lipstick on her face with her hand, she said casually, "Go the one on the left!"

"Are you sure?" Shi Zhijian always felt that something was wrong. The road on the left was in poor condition and narrow.

"Of course I'm sure!" Shi Yufeng said unhappily, "Dad and I came out of our hometown with you on our backs, how can I remember it wrong?"

...

After half an hour.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have misremembered the way!" Shi Yufeng sat in the back row and apologized, "Let's take a detour, you should be able to go back."

Shi Zhijian was speechless.

The road was small, narrow, and bumpy, making his **** hurt.

Looking at both sides of the road, there are rice fields, and there are people working in the fields.

Not far away, I heard a "moo" sound from the buffalo plowing the land.

The luxurious and lavish Bentley crawls with difficulty on the bumpy ridge, attracting strange eyes from those old farmers from time to time.

"Crossing through this ridge, yes yes yes, the road ahead is the road to the next village, after passing that village, and after three or four miles, we will arrive at our village."

Shi Yufeng played a guiding role again, and Chen Huimin looked at the boss Shi Zhijian with lingering fear, hoping that he could give some different guidance.

Shi Zhijian's guide is a shit. He is also smeared here. He doesn't even know where the village is, and the grandfather doesn't know what a ghost is.

You can only pretend to calmly take out a cigarette and put it in your mouth, then point to the front, "Listen to my old sister."

Finally, we entered the village trail along the bumpy ridge.

Shi Zhijian took a deep breath, opened the car window and flicked the ashes with a cigarette between them. He planned to go back later to find the cheap grandfather and kowtow to his birthday, and then went back to the house, but he still underestimated the ability of the old sister Shi Yufeng to act as a demon.

"Yes yes yes, turn left! Listen to me right!"

There is clearly a large pothole on the left.

With a bang, the Bentley sinks in.

Chen Huimin was stunned, looked ahead, then turned to look at Shi Zhijian, and said with a bitter face, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shi, I didn't drive properly."

Shi Zhijian took a long sip of the cigarette and said, "It's not that you didn't open it well, someone is blind."

"You said that you are blind? Didn't I pay attention to pointing the wrong way? Get out of the car and take a look first!"

Shi Yufeng opened the car door, tugged at his cheongsam, and supported the spiraling minaret hairstyle on his head. Then he coughed and knocked on the car window, "Are you still not getting out of the car?"

"Oh, oh, get out of the car!" Bao'erhuan shouted, holding a small sword to get off the car.

"I didn't say you! You stay on it! Don't look at how dirty this place is. What if you get your new shoes dirty?"

Shi Zhijian and Chen Huimin got out of the car.

Shi Zhijian put one hand in his pocket and smoked on the side of the road.

Chen Huimin looked at the sinking wheel, tried to push the cart, then clapped his hands and turned to Shi Zhijian: "Mr. Shi, the sink is deep, there is a tow rope in the trunk, I'll go find a cow nearby to help with towing. Come up!"

Just as Shi Zhijian was about to say yes, he heard Shi Yufeng say, "What other cows are you looking for? You've already arrived in the village, so of course you're looking for someone! There are the most people here!"

"Looking for someone? Where to find someone?"

"You don't know that!" After speaking, Shi Yufeng proudly pointed to the front not far away, "That is the village ancestral hall, go hit the gong!"

"Huh?" Shi Zhijian suddenly had a bad feeling.

Just as he was about to stop it, Shi Yufeng had already dragged his lame leg and walked over there.

"Sister, I don't need to see it anymore, it's OK to call the two of you casually!"

"OK, you big-headed ghost! There are so many people, great power!" Shi Yufeng picked up the club without hesitation and beat the ancestral gong hard.

dong dong dong!

"Everyone in the village is here!"

"Divided pork!"

Shi Zhijian immediately closed his eyes.

This feeling is familiar.

Chen Huimin was still dumbfounded, not knowing why Mr. Shi had such an expression.

But soon he was surprised, and saw that the originally deserted village head was stabbed in a hornet's nest, men and women, old and young, carrying baskets, and all the old and young ran out.

Some of the older ones almost fell and muttered, "What's the situation? There is pork again just after the Lantern Festival?"

"Hurry up, it's late, only bones are left!"

In less than a few minutes, hundreds of people had gathered in the ancestral hall, all of them staring at the center of the ancestral hall.

The old village chief also rushed over, panting, "Anyone lying about the military situation? Divide some ghost pork!"

"The village chief, it's me, Shi Yufeng!" Shi Yufeng took the initiative to step forward.

"Shi Yufeng? It sounds familiar."

"Of course it sounds familiar, I'm from the next village." Shi Yufeng was too lazy to say, "I'll give you a benefit by calling everyone here..."

Shi Yufeng muttered a few words to the village chief.

Village head: "Oh? Oh? Oh?"

Oh's voice is getting louder every time~www.readwn.com~ Finally: "What the hell? Is this okay?"

"Of course!" Shi Yufeng was very familiar and quickly took out ten yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the village chief, "Excuse me!"

The village chief coughed and packed the ten dollars, then turned his head and took the loudspeaker to shout to the crowd: "Every villager, pay attention! Pay attention! The daughter and boy of Shi Dafu's family in the next village, Ms. Shi Yufeng, and Mr. Shi Zhijian," turned to ask Shi Yufeng, "Am I right?"

Shi Yufeng gave him a thumbs up.

The village chief is confident, "They have returned to their hometowns with honor, they have returned home in fine clothes, and they have come thousands of miles from the flowery Causeway Bay in Wanchai!"

Everyone couldn't help but look at Shi Yufeng, and then turned to look at Shi Zhijian, who was standing by the roadside eating cigarettes.

Shi Zhijian's 38,000 pores were all embarrassed, so he could only wave at the crowd with a cigarette.

Chen Huimin involuntarily opened the distance and stood far away.