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Uncle Zhao and his friends didn’t keep me. I think they wanted to keep me, and they wanted to have more drinks. They love drinking. To them, they can’t drink enough unless they are drunk. At about 2:00 pm, Uncle Zhao drove a tractor to take me to the commune bus station to take the 3:00 pm bus back to the city. My grandfather and a group of people from the brigade branch also saw me off. The tractor was carrying two woven bags of vegetables and other agricultural products. Uncle Zhao and his friends had just delivered a lot of them to my family the day before, and I couldn’t eat them all. It was not even 2:30 when we arrived at the station. This was the safest way. The bus usually arrived 20 minutes in advance. I didn’t expect that the bus hadn’t arrived after 3:00 pm. Most buses arrived early, and rarely were late. Everyone joked with me that even the buses were reluctant to let me go. Until half past three, the bus had not arrived. Then someone said that if the bus had not come by then, it would definitely not come today. Someone advised me to go back and leave tomorrow. It would not make a big difference to leave overnight. Uncle Zhao also advised me and even started the tractor to take me back to the village. Everyone also encouraged and persuaded me, which made me a little tempted. In fact, I didn’t want to leave either. I wanted to spend more time with my fellow villagers, just like I couldn’t stay in my hometown as before. The reason why I was anxious to go back to the city was mainly because I was afraid of delaying the school procedures.

“Boom boom boom…” Who would have thought that at this time, a car horn sounded. Everyone looked and saw a white bus with a red bottom coming from afar. The horn was very loud, as if it was apologizing to people, sorry for being late and making everyone wait for a long time.

I was so happy to see the car that I danced with joy, while the villagers sighed and looked unhappy. They probably complained to the car, "Why did you come so early? If you came a little later, maybe we would have persuaded Sifang to go back."

Unexpectedly, the car arrived, but it broke down just after arriving at the station. The driver said that the car had broken down on the road and it took a long time to fix it, so it was late. The driver fiddled with the car for a long time but couldn't fix it. He spread his hands and said that he had tried his best, but it couldn't be fixed. He would not repair it anymore and could only ask the master of the county overhaul factory to fix it. This would be a lot of effort. By the time the master of the overhaul factory fixed the car, I'm afraid it would be dark before I could drive back to the city.

I was so anxious that I stamped my feet, but the villagers were so happy that they were gloating. Uncle Zhao and the villagers tried their best to persuade me to go back to the village, and threatened me that the car would definitely not leave today, and it would be useless to wait. This time I was quickly persuaded and had to agree to stay and leave tomorrow. Alas, I caught up today, which was my bad luck.

Uncle Zhao climbed onto the tractor, and everyone pushed and pulled me onto the trailer and sat back down.

"Let's go!" Uncle Zhao shouted, slapped the steering wheel with both hands, and started the tractor.

The villagers laughed loudly, and I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The tractor ran very vigorously, and it seemed that even the tractor was happy, and it ran all the way back to Zhaozhuang accompanied by everyone's laughter.

When we got back to Zhaozhuang, it was not yet six o'clock. Grandpa asked Uncle Zhao to drive the tractor directly to the door of the house, and Grandpa would treat us tonight. I found that everyone was very happy, just like the New Year's Day, and there was wine to drink again tonight.

However,Uncle Zhao said that it was okay to go to Grandpa's house for dinner, but we had to bring some delicious food, we couldn't eat empty-handed, and everyone agreed.

As soon as we got off the car, everyone went home to get ingredients, chickens, meat, and vegetables, and gathered at Grandpa's house to cook dishes. In this way, Grandpa's family saved a lot of trouble. It was like everyone was treating guests, and Grandpa just had to provide enough wine. This was not a problem for Grandpa, because his father gave him too much wine, and he couldn't drink it all.

Uncle Zhao and the team leader not only brought food, but also brought their wives to help in the kitchen, which helped Grandma a lot.

As soon as it got dark, the feast started. There were eight dishes on the Eight Immortals Table in the main hall of Grandpa's house, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, etc., just like a wedding during the New Year. There happened to be eight people sitting at the table, the eight people who drank at Uncle Zhao's house at noon, and the Eight Immortals Table was a perfect match.

Grandpa brought two boxes of twelve bottles of sorghum Daqu, and said that if there was not enough, he would bring more. Uncle Zhao said, this is all the wine for tonight, the wine from lunch is still rumbling in my stomach, let's stop drinking. It seems that Uncle Zhao is still very wise, unlike others who drink endlessly.

In fact, the highlight of tonight is not drinking, but singing Bangzi Opera. Everyone can sing Bangzi Opera, you imitate and I take the stage, each one is more exciting than the other. I have never seen so many people singing Bangzi Opera at once, which opened my eyes. The previous unhappiness caused by not getting on the bus was swept away by Bangzi Opera. What made me happy and surprised was that they not only sang old operas, but also made up and sang them on the spot, and they actually sang me into Bangzi Opera, and seven people sang together.

Uncle Zhao sang: A thunderbolt shook the sky, and joy came to Zhaozhuang from heaven;

Grandpa sang: My eldest grandson Ling Sifang was admitted to the university in one fell swoop;

The team leader sang: The old and young in the hometown congratulated in unison, and the loudspeakers rang loudly;

The accountant sang: Loud and loud, like the crackling of firecrackers;

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Everyone sang in a rhythmic, euphemistic and moving voice, and they really sang their joy and congratulations on my admission to university. I was so happy that I used chopsticks to knock on bowls and plates to accompany them and beat the rhythm. I accidentally knocked over the cup full of wine with chopsticks, and the wine spilled on the table. Who would have thought that an uncle sitting next to me, a branch committee member, immediately leaned over the table and licked the wine on the table with his tongue, saying while licking, don’t waste it, this wine is made of grain, it’s a pity to waste it!

I was stunned, but everyone acted quite calm, almost ignoring it, not taking it seriously at all, as if it was normal, and singing.

It was almost nine o'clock before everyone dispersed after having enough wine and food. Everyone drank just right, no one was drunk. Because everyone was busy singing, everyone smoked less tonight, which was fortunate, otherwise I would not be able to sit still.

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