Recast youth

Chapter 262

In 2003, the Dongzhou City Railway Station had not yet been expanded and was relatively dilapidated, and the escape check was not particularly strict. However, today two people were caught by chance and got off the train without buying a ticket.

He was about forty years old and was wearing a blue Mao Zedong jacket. He had been wearing it for who knows how long. He was covered in stains. If he was thrown into a river and rinsed, half of the river would be blackened.

Medium length hair.

Not only is the hair mid-length, but it is also parted in the middle.

A flattering smile on his face.

The other man was less than thirty, wearing the clothes of a migrant worker. He had broad shoulders and an honest face. The difference was that although his clothes were also dusty, he was particularly clean and tidy. Following the man with a middle parted hair who looked like he was not a good person. , looking dull.

It was Feng Sande and Feng Zheng's uncle and nephew.

Feng Sande hunched over and explained to the ticket inspector at the exit with a flattering look on his face: "Comrade leader, it's not like I didn't buy a ticket. I just threw it away. I thought I wouldn't need it after I got on the train."

Feng Zheng stood behind Feng Sande, looking as dull as a dementia and not speaking.

The ticket inspector was disgusted from the bottom of his heart when he saw Feng Sande's big yellow teeth. He was a country bumpkin. He glanced at Feng Sande with disgust and said: "No, according to the four regulations of "Railway Passenger Transport Regulations" No. 40, if you don't have a ticket, you have to pay for it according to the regulations. , and pay 50.00% of the ticket price.”

"Comrade leader, don't you believe me? I'm known as an honest person in my hometown." Feng Sande straightened his back, as if he wanted to make himself look more upright, but the effect was exactly the opposite. Seems extremely funny.

"The older you get, the sexier you are, right?"

The ticket inspector replied: "Stop talking about these useless things. If you don't have a ticket, you have to make up for it, two tickets."

Feng Sande showed his true colors, bowed his waist again, put on a smile, and asked cautiously: "What if there is no money?"

"If not, I'll have to send you to the police station."

The ticket inspector replied subconsciously. From this angle, he couldn't see Feng Sande putting one hand behind his back, retracting his fingers, leaving only his index and middle fingers bent, and making a running gesture towards the stupid big man behind him.

Judging from the proficiency of his movements, it was obvious that he had practiced it countless times in private.

At this moment, Feng Sande's eyes widened and he looked behind the ticket inspector in surprise: "Hey, what are they doing?"

The ticket inspector looked back instinctively, then realized something was wrong. He turned around and saw the wretched man and the stupid guy jumping over the railing and running out of the station exit.

The running speed is also very fast.

The ticket inspector chased me all the way to the outside but failed to catch him. His face was livid with anger: "You damn cripple, you're running pretty fast!"

……

a small road.

Feng Sande and the silly guy breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the ticket inspector had not caught up. Feng Sande pressed his hands on his knees and gasped: "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore. I'm too old to run anymore."

Then he glanced at the stupid guy next to him and said, "You don't even know how to run away with me in your arms."

He really felt embarrassed when he ran away with such a big man in his arms. He was not as stupid as before. The worst he could do was to spend two days in the police station. Anyway, after so many years of traveling around, he was used to it.

"Oh, it's pitiful. I could hold my stomach for a while, but after being run away like this, all my remaining strength has been exhausted. It's really hard for you, Third Master, and me."

After Feng Sande recovered, he felt hungry all of a sudden. He touched his shriveled belly and sighed again and again. Then he waved his hand to the stupid guy: "Go, perform a chest-breaking performance for them, and earn some money for food."

The stupid guy ignored it again.

"Are you saying that your Third Master has difficulty speaking now?" Feng Sande finally became angry when he saw the big man ignoring him.

The big man said helplessly: "Where can I find the big rocks? Besides, no one is looking. I might as well borrow some money from passers-by's pockets to eat."

Feng Sande was furious: "Shit, do you call that borrowing? You call that stealing."

The big man muttered: "Didn't you always say it was borrowing or stealing? At worst, it was a thief."

Feng Sande looked like an idiot: "Today is different from the past. This time I plan to live here permanently. I can't borrow it. I have to make money with my craftsmanship."

"The three immortals returned to the cave."

"That's called lying."

Feng Sande shook his head. It seemed that there was no point in counting on this stupid guy. He fiddled with his hair that was about to fall down and looked around. Then he saw a donkey meat barbecue restaurant. He rolled his eyes and waved. : "Don't say that Third Master doesn't take care of you. Third Master will take you to eat donkey meat and burn it."

"Are you rich?"

The big man didn't move, just stood there and looked at Feng Sande.

"No." Feng Sande said bachelorly.

The big man said: "How do you eat that? The shop owner can't be anxious with me."

"It's up to you. I took you to dinner and there was so much nonsense. Third Master, I'm going with you too. What are you afraid of? I can't run away from you, but can I run away?" Feng Sande said impatiently.

The big man thought about it, so he followed Feng Sande, who was walking a little lamely. As soon as he entered the donkey meat barbecue restaurant, Feng Sande quickly found a table and sat down.

Before we arrived at the restaurant, there was no one in the store except for the proprietress and the boss. The proprietress was a woman in her 40s and the boss was a bald man who cut donkey meat with his shirt exposed.

The knife is a Hejian fire knife, with a thick back, a wide blade, and a sharp edge. The donkey meat is cut into a thin layer.

When the lady boss saw a customer coming, she quickly came up and asked politely: "What do you two bosses want to eat?"

"What can you eat at the donkey meat barbecue restaurant?"

Feng Sande said angrily, and then when the boss lady was embarrassed, he said angrily: "Bring me twenty huoshao, five kilograms of donkey meat, and two bowls of clear soup."

"Hey, that's good." Seeing the big business, the boss's wife endured it and shouted to the boss: "Twenty roasts, five kilograms of donkey meat, and two bowls of clear soup."

Soon, twenty huoshao and five pounds of donkey meat arrived.

Feng Sande took it and burned it, tore it open and stuffed the donkey meat inside. Then while eating, he said to the big man opposite: "See, you have to be confident when ordering, so people won't slack off on you."

The big man didn't say anything, but just ate the donkey meat on fire and took a sip of clear soup from time to time.

There was no one in the store, and the proprietress sat bored at the cashier and watched the two people eating. I thought they were going to pack some to go, but to my surprise, not only did they not pack it, but they also burned twenty donkey meat and mixed it with five kilograms. The donkey meat has been eaten.

Then I saw the wretched man with a particularly loud voice wiped his greasy mouth with satisfaction, patted the table and said, "Honey boss, how much does it cost?"

The landlady walked over and said, "130."

"That's it?" Feng Sande frowned.

The lady boss endured her displeasure and said, "That's it, just pay me."

"Too little, no change. Let's settle it together next time." Feng Sande stood up and was about to leave.

How can the boss lady be willing?She stood in front of him, raised her eyebrows and said, "No, give it now!"

Seeing the boss lady's firm tone, Feng Sande sighed, took out a cigarette without a holder from his pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, then rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's go then."

The landlady was stunned: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the kitchen." Feng Sande said, "I'll wash the dishes for you to pay off your debt."

The landlady finally figured out that these two people were planning to eat for free. She turned around and shouted to the man who had just finished cutting the donkey meat and sat down to rest and smoke: "Hubby, someone wants to eat for free!"

"Who wants a freeloader?!"

The man immediately stood up, picked up the Hejian Fire Knife, chopped it on the chopping board, and nailed it to the chopping board. He frowned and looked like a butcher.

Feng Sande suddenly lost three inches in height and imposing manner. He took out a can pull-tab from his pocket and said to the proprietress: "Sister, this is the Coca-Cola 1 yuan grand prize. How about I use it to pay for meals? You can still earn more than 9000 yuan." Miles."

When the big man saw this, he turned his head away. He really didn't want to see it. He was embarrassed and thrown into his grandma's house. They all owned restaurants. How could he be so stupid?

"Who is your eldest sister? You don't look at your traitorous appearance. As your eldest sister, I'm afraid of being wiped out by the Eighth Route Army."

The landlady put her hands on her hips and sneered, glaring at the two of them: "If you two don't pay for the meal today, no one will be able to walk out!"

"Madam boss, you have to be merciful and merciful. Who doesn't have difficulties when you are away from home?" Feng Sande was willing to discuss it.

The landlady was unmoved: "Come on, keep talking."

"Leave a few strands in your life so that we can meet each other easily in the future?" Feng Sande carefully observed the expression of the landlady.

The landlady sneered: "Continue."

Feng Sande: "Let's leave some chance to meet each other someday."

"Don't stop, keep going. If you stop, give me money!" The lady boss looked at me with a bad look in her eyes and thought, I want to see how long you can keep talking.

Feng Sande glanced at the man not far away who was watching him with eagerness. He held the Hejian Fire Knife and said tremblingly: "As a human being, you must keep some face. If the mountains don't turn, the water will."

The landlady sneered again and again: "Come on, don't stop. If you stop, I'll chop you up and sell you as donkey meat!"

Feng Sande's eyes rolled up, he was searching his guts, and finally couldn't think of anything. Then he was horrified to see the boss's wife wink at her husband in a loud voice, and then the big man who looked like a butcher came over with a kitchen knife while swearing in Henan dialect. .

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll call someone, I'll call someone to give you money!"

Feng Sande broke out in a cold sweat, then he took out a PHS and cautiously discussed with the landlady: "My PHS doesn't have any airtime charges. Madam, can you lend me your mobile phone to make a call?"

(End of this chapter)