I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

No, why is your coin guessing game different from other people's?

Wang Zibo has never seen this kind of routine before: We used to guess heads and tails, how could we guess the year of production!

If you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it. I can only say that you have little experience and are willing to admit defeat.

Chen Hansheng put the coins in little Aning's pocket: Brother Zibo bought you some candy, please thank him quickly.

Thank you, Brother Zibo.

Little Aning was very obedient and said crisply.

Thank you for whatever you do, it's not my money.

Wang Zibo knew that he couldn't beat Chen Hansheng, so he muttered a few words.

My mother-in-law was old, and she had nothing to talk about with young people. She squinted her eyes for a while, then went back to rest on crutches.

The eldest uncle seemed very happy when he heard that Chen Hansheng was willing to stay. He rubbed his dry palms and said a few sentences in the local dialect before going back.

What is he saying?

This was what Wang Zibo asked. In fact, Chen Hansheng was not interested. He grabbed the little local dog and ravaged it again.

Well, well, he said...

As Aning explained, he looked at Han Sheng's brother, for fear that he would accidentally hammer the native dog to death.

The uncle said that tomorrow is his daughter's wedding, and next year the wedding may be coming soon, so he needs to prepare some good wine.

When Wang Zibo heard it, he immediately realized that he had asked an embarrassing topic. Chen Hansheng didn't even want to confirm his girlfriend, so how could he think about getting married now.

How old is your uncle's daughter? She may be of marriageable age, but your sister is still studying.

Wang Zibo quickly found a reasonable explanation.

That's not right.

Little Aning didn't understand the complicated thoughts between adults, so she tilted her head and said, Second sister is younger than sister A, she is only 18.

What,

Marry at 18?

Wang Zibo was stunned for a moment, he had just grown up.

There's nothing strange about this.

Chen Hansheng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly interjected: In the past, our female classmates in junior high school, some of whom did not enter high school, worked outside for two years and then went home to meet and get married. Now they are 20 years old and may have children. .”

Wang Zibo nodded: That's true. I met one when I went home during the summer vacation. I almost couldn't believe it at the time. Do you still remember Deng Cuicui from junior high school?

Chen Hansheng shook his head: I have no impression at all.

Next, the two discussed their former classmates, mainly focusing on Wang Zibo's memories. The high school classmates were okay, but the junior high school classmates had to be constantly reminded before Chen Hansheng could remember a little bit.

Of course, Chen Hansheng took the boring topic of marriage astray.

The more Wang Zibo talked about it, the more interested he became. Whenever he thought about the past events in junior high school and high school, he would always slap his thigh with excitement.

Little Aning couldn't understand this and fell asleep on Shen Youchu's lap.

As for Shen Youchu, one hand was stroking Aning's hair, and the other hand kept adding firewood to the stove to keep the temperature in the small kitchen. The swaying red light reflected between her eyebrows, a gentle and graceful feeling of time gone by. .

At night, Shen Youchu helped make the bed. Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo slept in the quilt, and Wang Zibo kept making love.

Chen Hansheng occasionally chimed in, but in his mind, he was my best friend since childhood. He had accompanied me to Sichuan and Chongqing for two consecutive years. Even though he knew that I would be beaten and scolded by Aunt Lu when I came home late, he still acquiesced in the end.

Xiao Chen.

Wang Zibo saw that Chen Hansheng had not said a word for a long time and asked, Are you asleep?

If you fart, let it go.

Chen Hansheng said.

How on earth do you deal with these two girls, Xiao Yu'er and Shen Youchu? Do you want to marry them both?

Wang Zibo asked suddenly, he had not forgotten the topic in the kitchen.

What?

Chen Hansheng didn't seem to hear clearly.

What are you going to do with Xiao Yu'er and Shen Youchu? Do you still want to marry them both?

Wang Zibo repeated it again.

No, what did you say in the previous sentence?

Are you asleep?

Sleep, don't bother me.

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The next morning, Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo were woken up early to attend the wedding at the uncle's house.

However, their emphasis was fundamentally different. Wang Zibo felt that the villagers here were really simple. They looked at him with curious and kind eyes. When Wang Zibo nodded in greeting, both adults and children were more shy than him, and they were all embarrassed. Turned.

The uncle's family was particularly polite. Someone would come over to him every once in a while and ask in non-standard Mandarin: College student, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?

Wang Zibo used to be a transparent person at home and at school, but he was not used to being taken seriously all of a sudden. He was busy and rejected other people's kindness, and quietly asked Shen Youchu next to him: Where is Xiao Chen?

He went to see the bride.

Shen Youchu said softly.

I really went there...

Wang Zibo was stunned. Chen Hansheng really didn't regard himself as an outsider at all.

Not long after, Chen Hansheng ran back again, his mouth full of wine: Oh my god, the fruit wine brewed here is a bit strong. I drank two bowls and my head is a little dizzy.

Shen Youchu poured a cup of tea and handed it over: Why are you drinking?

After Chen Hansheng drank the hot tea, he wiped his mouth and said, It's not the custom here. The bride put eight bowls of wine to block the door. The groom is a younger brother than us. After drinking three bowls, he felt a little tired. I This man loves to fight injustice, so he helped me drink two bowls.

Wang Zibo looked at the excitement and felt itchy in his heart: Xiao Chen, isn't the bride beautiful?

Chen Hansheng glanced sideways: I just asked you to come with me to see the bride, but you were holding your breath and refused to go. Now you want to know the answer. Just wait, the newlyweds will come over to toast.

I'm not putting on airs either.

Wang Zibo muttered: People think that we are college students and we are guests here. It is too disrespectful to look at the bride so rashly.

Chen Hansheng grinned: You're damn lucky to be from Jianye Institute of Technology. If you were from MIT, the earth might not be able to accommodate you.

Soon there was a commotion outside. The eldest uncle's daughter and son-in-law came over to toast, and Wang Zibo quickly stepped up.

Although the bride only wore an ordinary red dress, because she was naturally beautiful and drank some wine, her every move and smile looked delicate and charming, lighting up the entire living room.

But the groom is really very young, and may not even understand the meaning of marriage to himself, so he just stands around and toasts.

When he saw Chen Hansheng, a happy smile broke out on his dazed face: Brother University, thank you for helping me drink just now.

Easy to say, happy wedding.

Chen Hansheng laughed and drank another bowl generously.

Wang Zibo felt sour in his heart when he saw it. He was not envious of his best friend's ability to dance and mingle wherever he went. Chen Hansheng was like this when he was a child.

Wang Zibo envied his younger brother as the groom.

This bride's beauty would make her a proper campus beauty in Jianye Institute of Technology, and she wouldn't be discounted at all. Even in a school like Dongda University, except for Xiao Rongyu, there probably aren't many people who can surpass the bride.

Such a girl has to marry such a sloppy groom because she is imprisoned in the mountains and cannot get out.

To be honest, Wang Zibo still feels a bit proud in a place where the average education level per capita is elementary school, otherwise he wouldn't be putting on airs.

However, now after seeing the newlyweds.

How should I put it, he thought of Ximen Qing, Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian inexplicably.

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