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011 [The Hillbilly Enters the City]

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Song Sanyuan was wearing a torn cotton jacket and carrying a sack on his shoulders, as if he was collecting waste, panting and walking towards the county town in the snow.

The two sisters Song Sanchun and Song Sanxia felt sorry for their brother, so they followed and helped hold the big bag behind them with their small hands, and wanted to take their brother to the side of the road at the entrance of the village where there would be passing vehicles there.

Seeing that the two sisters were so sensible, Song Sanyuan told stories with a smile and passed away his loneliness, saying that there were two big bears in the forest, one named "Xiongda", the other named "Xiong Er", and the other was a lumberjack who specifically opposed the two bears, called "Bald Qiang"...

Children of this era have never heard of such interesting stories, especially children in rural areas. They are indescribable "luxury" to read "Stories Club" and "The King of Fairy Tales".

Along the way, the two sisters sang and laughed and giggled.

The three of them quickly walked from the village to the road.

The road was covered with snow, and at least there were vehicles passing by, and the road surface was much easier to walk than in the village.

Song Sanyuan was lucky. He said goodbye to his sister, stopped a big carriage, carried a bag of leather goods to the carriage, took out a box of newly bought cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to the master.

Cigarettes are from the "Furong" brand and are considered high-end products these days.

The master was an old man who had been smoking a pipe pot for his whole life. He had never smoked such a good cigarette. After taking the cigarette, he immediately smiled with his face. He took it on his nose and smelled it again and again, but he couldn't bear to smoke it, so he put it on his ears.

A cigarette directly connected the relationship, and the old man asked Song Sanyuan to sit in front of the carriage, "In the seat, you can see the scenery in front and chat.

The old man has been driving a carriage for many years and has learned the word "stable". He walks slowly and likes to sing operas. He sings Henan Opera with a whip and shouts: "Xiao Cangwa, I left Dengfeng Xiaoxian..."

The sound is loud and resounds throughout the world.

After taking a carriage, he took a carriage for about five miles. The carriage was about to turn to another place. Song Sanyuan got off again, continued to travel around the world with a cigarette, and stopped a "Dongfanghong" tractor.

The person who drove the tractor was a young man who took the cigarette handed over by Song Sanyuan and held it directly in his mouth, "Hirong, this cigarette is strong enough!"

When Song Sanyuan sat on, there were already fifteen people sitting on the tractor, and he had a total of sixteen people, which was completely "overloaded".

In this era, few traffic police check cars, and the young man's skills are great. He not only rushes in the thick snow, but also drifts on the smooth ice surface.

After finally taking a tractor and walking for seven or eight miles, I arrived at the Baihe Bridge, the only way to the county town.

Baihe Bridge is a water-filled bridge that makes people unable to distinguish the river surface and the bridge deck.

It is winter now, and the entire river surface has frozen into thick ice. Many people are walking around, and children are rolling in iron circles and playing tops.

The energetic young man was very brave and drove the tractor directly onto the ice surface. This surprised Song Sanyuan, afraid that the ice layer would break and the tractor would fall into the ice cave!

He was worried along the way, and Song Sanyuan didn't know how to get through; the other passengers looked calm, as if it was natural for the tractor to walk on the ice.

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The tractor "twisted" to the bridge and was about to go somewhere else. Song Sanyuan got off the car with a fish skin bag. Looking at the heavy bag and the distant county town, he remembered the three tips given by his father Song Yuanchao.

Song Sanyuan took out the first letter, which read: "If you can save money when you go out, you can find Feng Cuihuan when you go to the bridge. If you mention my name, you can take a tricycle for free!"

"Huh?" Song Sanyuan was a little confused.

It is at least fifteen miles from here to the county station, and I carry such a heavy thing, so it is unrealistic to hike over.

Taking a taxi, especially tricycle, is the best way to do it.

The "tricycles" of this era are like the "sedans" in the future. They are affordable and economical, and are the most popular tools for transportation for the people.

Song Sanyuan went one by one to ask the tricycle drivers who were parked at the bridge to pull passengers, who was "Feng Cuihuan".

Soon, Song Sanyuan saw the target.

Feng Cuihuan looks pretty, but she is a little stronger and can beat three or five big men when she moves.

Song Sanyuan walked over.

Feng Cuihuan spread his legs and rode on the bike casually, chewing on the scallion pancakes in his mouth.

Song Sanyuan stepped forward, "Hello, are you Feng Cuihuan?"

Feng Cuihuan swallowed the scallion pancake from his mouth into his stomach and wiped the greasy hands on the clothes, "I am! Do you want to take the bus?"

"My surname is Song, and my father is Song Yuanchao!"

When Feng Cuihuan heard the three words "Song Yuanchao", he was just so careless and didn't care about his image when eating, and said immediately: "Are you the child of Brother Yuanchao?"

"Brother Aiding Korea?"

Song Sanyuan almost choked to death by this title.

"Ahem, yes!"

Feng Cuihuan confirmed Song Sanyuan's identity and became shy, "Is it okay for Brother Ai Chao?"

Song Sanyuan told the truth: "Eat well, sleep soundly, and be fat and fat!"

Feng Cuihuan was happy, "The brother Ai Chao must be as handsome as before!"

Song Sanyuan didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, Feng Cuihuan didn't ask him to answer, so he helped to carry the bag of leather goods into the car. He asked where he was going and started the tricycle.

Along the way, Feng Cuihuan was asking about Song Yuanchao, saying that Song Yuanchao was a good person, not only kind in his heart, but also understanding...!

Such praise is really incompatible with Song Sanyuan's image, and I doubt whether it is the same person.

Fortunately, the tricycle is very fast--

In front of you is the legendary county station where dragons and snakes are mixed with heroes!

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The county town is worthy of being a county town, very lively!

Especially at the station, there are crowds of people, and there are people from south to north.

In the middle of winter, most of these people wore military coats and old men's boots that featured the characteristics of the 1990s. Some carried loads of loads, some carried quilts, and some even tied piglets, holding accents from all over the world, making them look noisy like a vegetable market.

There are also some patrol policemen around the station, called "public security comrades" here. They wear grass-green police uniforms and armed belts around their waists, looking very energetic.

At most, there are stalls and things around the station, including books and magazines, fruit drinks, and popular tapes.

The vendor selling tapes turned on the recorder to the maximum, and the singing resounded throughout the square--

"The world passes by in a hurry, and the tide rises and falls!"

"Strip your heart and my heart, string a lucky grass and a concentric circle!"

Song Sanyuan got off the tricycle, and Feng Cuihuan was still unwilling to do so. He told him to say hello to Song Yuanchao when he went back, but as for the car money, he refused to ask for a penny.

Separated from Feng Cuihuan, Song Sanyuan, with a fluffy hair, stood in a dense crowd, wearing a torn cotton jacket and carrying a fish skin bag---

Looking at the station----
Chapter completed!
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