Chapter 11 Purple Mo Hongchen (11)

"Next time." I said, feeling empty in my heart. I gave the driver sixty yuan and asked him to issue an invoice.Wu Qinxin calmly got into the car.We wave goodbye. I walk back to the guest house.Put your hands in your pockets.Squinting against the early spring wind in Beijing.Be free in the streets and alleys.I thought of Wu Qinxin's ex-husband, who was also our classmate, in a different class.We didn't talk about him this time.I remembered that when I went to Beijing when I was in school, Wu Qinxin waited for two hours to pick me up at the station. After the train stopped, she rushed forward and kicked the carriage.We got into a big fight with the flight attendant.Finally, they were taken to the guard room of the station by Shuangshuang.We would rather die than surrender, and resolutely do not write a review.Later, Wu Qinxin's father wrote two self-criticisms and took us away.We came out of the station and went straight to the People's Daily to file a complaint.This time we even forgot to talk about these past events.The past is like smoke!The smoke is fading...

No past events, how unrestrained and carefree we are.See you for dinner. The spring wind in Beijing is very annoying.Yellow sand stains my wool skirt.Women on bicycles covered their faces with scarves.I thought it was fun.If I were in business, I would invent a kind of Niannujiao anti-sand mask, which would surely make women in the capital rich. I think we have indeed entered a new society.Throughout the ages, Nian Nujiao has been a word of mouth in people's eyes.Su Dongpo wrote lyrics when he saw it.Mao Zedong also wrote lyrics when he saw it.We now see it and think about making money.It's really a great Jiangdong who went to the waves to find all the romantic people through the ages.It's true that the number of romantic figures still depends on the present.

At the entrance of a small alley, I bought a flatbread and half a catty of fried carrot balls, all steaming hot.The pancake aunt's chubby and dexterous hands reminded me of Wu Qinxin's mother, who used the same hands to make fried noodles for me. I went back to my room with my dinner.Comrade Mao is eating "Master Kong".Master Kong is a popular fast food noodle dish in Beijing.I spread out the pancakes and meatballs and asked Comrade Mao to share them with me.Comrade Mao asked: "How much is this cake?" "star anise." "Only eight cents? Where's the meatball?"

"One yuan and two catties, I weighed half a catty." Comrade Mao walked around the deep-fried balls and said, "It's only 60 cents for such a big pile. Actually, Beijing is quite cheap! At least it's cheaper than Changsha." I said, "It's also cheaper than Wuhan." At this time Mr. Wang came.He changed his tie and wore a windbreaker.The windbreaker is extraordinary, I just pretended not to see him.Comrade Mao gave me a complaining look like my parents, and stepped forward to pour tea and water to entertain Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang said: "Miss Mei, have you gone to all the places you should play?"

I said, "Just tell me what's going on." Mr. Wang seems to have suddenly discovered flatbread and carrot balls. "Oh, why is eating so hard? Miss Mei, you should go to the restaurant to eat." I said, "You think these meatballs are cheap? Let me tell you, I bought them from a green food specialty store. They cost one yuan each." "Okay. Okay." Mr. Wang said, "It's a bit too expensive. After all, it's just carrots. Have you issued an invoice?" "Of course I haven't forgotten." Mr. Wang smiled helplessly and said, "I've learned hard. I've learned hard in just a few days."

Comrade Mao said: "Now the fashion is like this, and the invoices for non-staple food are issued in the grocery store." Mr. Wang picked a meatball and ate it when he struck up a conversation with Comrade Mao.He ate seven or eight in a row.In the end, he told me that he still had something to do and couldn't go back to Wuhan with me, and asked me to buy the train ticket to go back. "Then I can only buy black tickets." "Black tickets can be very expensive." "Then I'll buy a plane ticket." "Forget it. Buy black tickets, but there are risks in buying black tickets. You are not in a hurry to leave, try to find relatives and friends to buy tickets for the right path."

I walked out of the room without saying a word.Why is it so hard to deal with Mr. Wang?Capitalist virtue!I went straight downstairs and walked straight out.I have nowhere to go.I'd rather be wandering on the road.Until Mr. Wang realized that I had abandoned him and left my room knowingly. When passing the lobby of the guest house, I accidentally found Mr. Wang's cousin.He sat on the greasy communal sofa and pretended to watch the people who registered at the service desk.His pretended demeanor reminded me of a real fact: he was waiting for Mr. Wang but he was afraid that I would see it.

I fulfill him.I walk away. All day TV was over when I got back. Comrade Mao said: "My God, if you are one step late, I will call the police!" "Thank you!" I said. "You embarrass Mr. Wang too much." "He deserves it." "Why don't you young people have any affection or righteousness?" "I haven't? He hasn't! You don't know." "I don't know what the inside story has to do with it." Comrade Mao sat upright and said to me seriously, "I have feelings. I feel that you are afraid of being hurt, and when you are wronged, you will turn your face and deny others. Mr. Wang has already suffered Many people have been hurt, so they are more tactful. But there is always a love hidden in their hearts."

I admire Comrade Mao with admiration. Comrade Mao said: "Don't believe me?" "I wouldn't believe it even if I was killed."