The Era of Hard Work

The three bicycles left the county seat and headed north all the way.

Li Wenyue looked at Lu Dong, a little worried: "Dongzi, are you sure you're okay?"

Lu Dong laughed: "What can be the matter?"

Li Lin pedaled his bicycle tightly, and leaned over: "Brother Dong, the bald head said that you were hit by internal force, suffered internal injuries, and would vomit blood. Are you okay?"

Lu Dong pedaled the bicycle with ease, without any problems, and said: "There is no internal strength, people are bluffing on TV."

After this, it will be cushioned, and the chest pain will no longer be felt.

"Maybe there is." Li Wenyue retorted: "There is a program on TV, so you have to appreciate the station carefully!"

Lu Dong could only say: "You can't believe everything on TV." He gave an example: "If you really have internal strength, why don't you hit me with a bald head on the spot? I don't know martial arts, and it's not like you don't know it."

Li Lin and Li Wenyue were both puzzled. What happened just now had a strong impact on their inherent concepts.

This is completely different from what is written in the book or played on TV.

It's not that they want to see Lu Dong defeated, but that a person who has practiced martial arts for several years, in front of Lu Dong who can only fight badly, let alone parry, can't even hold up a punch, which is different from what he imagined It's too big.

I can't believe it, I don't want to believe it.

The master just got down like this...

What is wrong?

Probably because the bald head is not good at learning!

These two people finally threw the answer on the bald head.

A bald head is too useless, and Lu Dong is too ruthless.

This is the conclusion they all reached.

Back in the village, before leaving, Lu Dong reminded Li Lin: "Don't mess around with people if you have nothing to do. Lu Kun has changed his nature and is going to join the army. Be safe."

Li Lin responded hastily: "I see, Brother Dong."

Going back to the orchard alone, Hu Chunlan had already returned from Quannan, and today she knew that the monkey had been sold for hundreds of dollars, and Lu Dong didn't want the money from his mother, but asked her to keep it for the family.

Hu Chunlan also bought two yuan of pig's blood and came back. It was almost noon, and Lu Dong didn't go to the river, so he had lunch first.

Hu Chunlan was in a good mood because she sold a lot of money today, so she specially made delicious food.

The flat pancakes she baked, brushed with homemade sauce, and rolled with fried shredded potatoes, tasted great.

Especially the homemade sauce is very flavorful.

This is made by Hu Chunlan with sweet noodle sauce, stewed gravy and shredded mushrooms, etc. first fried and then boiled.

"Our family doesn't have marinade in the water. I bought Cheng Lifeng's, which tastes a little bit worse." Hu Chunlan was not satisfied: "It's easy to use without my own marinade."

Of course Lu Dong would like to say: "Mom, it's best for you to get into the water."

Eating pancakes and potato shreds, Lu Dong had mixed flavors. After being a jerk for many years, it was only because of the craftsmanship left by his mother that he was able to earn a little bit of money and get back on track.

After eating and resting for a while, Lu Dong was worried that the pig's blood would stink, so he went to the river to bait, and he didn't need to carry anything. He changed the previous net bag and rags to another river section and re-baited the nest.

Go back to the orchard to get fishing nets. Recently, I have been buying catfish. Lu Dong sees if there are more nets and sells them for money.

After a short meeting, Li Wenyue found him along the river bank. He was very happy, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Why are you here?" Lu Dong squatted on the embankment and asked.

Sitting next to him, Li Wenyue obviously has something to say: "My grandpa just went to the brigade." The good thing is to share with friends: "I told the third grandpa about my grades, and the third grandpa agreed to go and coordinate with the fifth grandpa about my dad's salary and wages." Welfare."

Lu Dong also sat down: "Good thing, according to previous years, the village will give you some rewards, and if you borrow some, your tuition and miscellaneous expenses will be enough."

The economic conditions of Lujia Village are average, and the reward is only a few hundred yuan. There is a village with a well-developed side business, and the village fully bears the university tuition.

Li Wenyue glanced at the net in Lu Dong's hand: "It's so nice to be like you. I can make money from the river. I can do nothing but study."

Lu Dong laughed and said, "It's great to be able to read. Once you graduate in the future, you will stand on a high starting point and success will be within your reach."

Li Wenyue grabbed a dog's tail grass, held it in his mouth, and said, "That's Liu Zhaodi you're talking about." He remembered something: "I almost forgot, the third grandpa said, let's get ready tomorrow afternoon, go to Liuwan, Zhangjia Send a pennant with Xia Ma."

Lu Dong asked, "Beating gongs and drums?"

Li Wenyue chewed the dog's tail grass: "For sure! The third grandfather said that when the other village came to help and sent so many things, we couldn't afford anything else. The family village does things well."

Lu Dong agreed: "Yes."

You can't take it for granted that someone has helped you, and you must give something back within your ability.

Others don't know, anyway, he has been doing this all the time.

Li Wenyue said suddenly: "Uncle Seven has gone to the construction site in the University City. You are very strong. Third Grandpa should let you play drums."

Lu Dong said: "I took the time to familiarize myself with the rhythm of turning around in Jiulong."

Jiulong Fanshen is a traditional percussion music in Quannan and several surrounding cities. It is inseparable from every Chinese New Year, wedding, opening ceremony, welcome and farewell.

Uncle Qi is also a good drummer, and Lu Dong also learned from him.

Sure enough, at around five o'clock in the afternoon, someone came and told Lu Dong to go to the brigade, and to clean up the gongs and drums with other members of the village gongs and drums team, to adjust and get familiar with the rhythm, and not to go out and make jokes.

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It was getting dark, and the night market in Qingzhao County became active, and the food stalls in it attracted many diners.

Compared with hotels and restaurants, food stalls are convenient, cheap, and have ample food. Under the current economic environment, they are more suitable for the general public.

Of course, you can't be too particular about dining here.

Qiao Siliang rode a half-new motorcycle, carrying bald-headed Qiao Weiguo to the night market, parked the motorcycle, and entered a food stall.

"How many?" the boss asked.

Qiao Siliang shook his yellow hair, and said "I'm a bad guy" on his face: "Seven or eight people, boss, make a big table for me! The dishes will be better in a while, don't make me feel ashamed."

The boss looked at the yellow hair on his head with a puffed stomach, and of course peace is the most important thing when opening the door to do business, and replied: "Don't worry, little brother! I will definitely make you behave and decent."

The proprietress over there put together two small tables into a big table that can seat eight people. Qiao Siliang greeted Qiao Weiguo: "Sit down, wait a minute, they will be here soon."

Sitting at the table, looking at Qiao Weiguo's swollen cheeks, he asked, "Weiguo, what's going on today?"

Qiao Siliang has young and Dangerous syndrome, but he is not a fool. Thinking about it afterwards, he always felt something was wrong.

Qiao Weiguo rubbed his cheeks: "I can't beat him."

Qiao Siliang was already mentally prepared, after all, he witnessed it with his own eyes: "I've never heard of Lu Dong learning martial arts. Wei Guo, how have you practiced these past few years?"

Qiao Weiguo straightened his face: "Liangzi, what do you mean?"

Qiao Siliang was unhappy. Qiao Weiguo came back from learning martial arts, and he relied on Qiao Weiguo as a military force. He also thought that with Qiao Weiguo's stubborn stubble, he could play a role in Qingzhao County like in Young and Dangerous.

In the end, before he could take any action, Qiao Weiguo was punched on the ground with two fists, and even he was ashamed.

Originally wanted to block Lu Dong to find face, but lost even more face.

"It's not interesting." Qiao Siliang is not someone who can hide his words: "Wei Guo, you are too skilled in martial arts..."

Qiao Weiguo heard what he meant, and was not happy: "In the martial arts school, among all the brothers and sisters who fight against each other, I have the highest winning rate. Even the two old coaches who have practiced for 30 or 40 years can't beat me. We martial arts practitioners compete , be careful as far as it goes, that Lu Dong doesn't follow the rules!"

Qiao Siliang sneered: "What's the rule, isn't it a rule to hit someone lying down?"

Just as Qiao Weiguo was about to refute, several people came over and greeted him and Qiao Siliang one after another.

All seven people arrived soon, and they ate and drank together. Two bottles of beer were poured into their stomachs, and they all blew to the sky.

They are all a bunch of little kids who don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and they can't even be called gangsters, such as Qiao Siliang, who clamored after drinking to unify Qingzhao underground and become Chen Haonan of Qingzhao County.

Unlike the previous few days, Qiao Weiguo felt left out. Qiao Siliang no longer called Weiguo Qianweiguohou, nor told his friends how powerful he was as a child...

Qiao Weiguo knew why, he lost today.

From this, I thought of another thing, he was treated as a young Qiao Siliang, maybe he was only used as a stick for beating people.

Looking at the peers at the same table who were bragging about the sky, Qiao Weiguo touched his aching cheek, suddenly a little confused, is this the future life?

Is it too unruly?

"It's really unlucky recently, what's wrong with you!" A buck-toothed man at the same table said in a very loud voice, "I bought a new pager last week. I don't know what happened yesterday. I suddenly lost it. It's hundreds of dollars!"

Another person disdains: "Isn't it just a pager? I thought it was a mobile phone!"

Baoya pushed him: "Don't make fun of my buddy!"

The man raised his neck like a brainless fighting cock: "What's wrong?"

As the host, Qiao Siliang quickly stood up and acted as the peacemaker: "What's the noise! ​​What a big deal! A pager, see you everywhere on the street. Don't quarrel, both of you, can't you just use it?"

Baoya hummed: "It's easy to say, where can I get it!"

Qiao Siliang poured a glass of beer into his stomach: "There are a lot of people with pagers, let's stop someone and ask for one!"

Baoya slapped the table, just like asking for money from a junior in school: "Good idea! Let's go there, buddy, who dare not give what you want!"

The man who raised his neck echoed: "Go, let's go, go to the university town, there are many teachers who come to work overtime at night, and they all have pagers."

After Qiao Siliang paid the bill, a group of people rushed out of the night market to ride motorcycles.

Qiao Weiguo followed at the back and quietly opened the distance. Although he was out of touch with the society in the martial arts school in the past two years, and he was a little dizzy when he was fooled, he was not as smart as the group in front.

Although I don't quite understand what asking for a pager means, I think it's against the rules.

When he came to the place where the motorcycle was kept, Qiao Weiguo said, "Liangzi, I won't go."

Qiao Siliang was already dissatisfied with him, and couldn't help it when he heard this: "Wei Guo, do you still have any brotherhood?"

The others drank a lot, and they all laughed: "Try to see if you have a beard!"

"Weiguo, lost?"

Qiao Weiguo also drank, and was shaken by the agitation. He almost got on Qiao Siliang's motorcycle, but he didn't move in the end.

The five motorcycles roared forward, leaving only Qiao Weiguo with an unpleasant exhaust.

Qiao Weiguo looked at the tail lights, including Qiao Siliang, three motorcycles were registered.

Back at Qiao's Village, Qiao Weiguo couldn't sleep well that night. It was just dawn when he suddenly heard the sound of police sirens.

Putting on his clothes and running out, he found a police car parked at the intersection of the street. A young policeman with a tall, broad shoulders and a straight waist was directing two other policemen to push Qiao Siliang into the police car.

At noon, the news spread, and Qiao Weiguo felt lucky.

Qiao Siliang was suspected of robbery! Still the mastermind!

They blocked a middle-aged female teacher in the university town and asked for a pager. The female teacher memorized the motorcycle license plate and called the police...

Qiao Weiguo suddenly thought of the young and Dangerous video that Qiao Siliang asked him to watch. He felt that he was relatively stupid, but how brainless must this group of people who worship young and Dangerous all day long be?

This man has to behave himself!