Chapter 595: The Mahjong Table on the Train

Chapter 595: The Mahjong Table on the Train

Nan Yi and Chen Lu were chatting one after another, Chen Lu was just a high school student who had never seen the world, and the questions he asked were relatively childish, as the chatting time became longer, Nan Yi subconsciously started talking again. Substituted into the role of "Dad", and the place where the two chatted became next to the guardrail of the corridor.

"I am the minister of literature and art at school, and I will participate in any cultural activities in the school."

Chen Lu said, looking at Nanyi with watery eyes, full of expectation, as if saying "Dad praised me".

After chatting with Chen Lu, Nan Yi faintly felt that she was a "intergenerational socializer".

Some people like to follow behind the older children since they were children and don't like to play with their peers. They may gradually play with their peers as they grow older; it is also possible to maintain intergenerational social interaction. , the circle of friends will be full of people who are a round older than themselves.

However, Nan Yi is not sure, it is possible that Chen Lu simply regards him as a "person from the outside world", and the age of seventeen or eighteen is the age that yearns for the outside world.

"It's amazing." Nanyi boasted, and said, "Then are you good at singing or dancing?"

"It's okay, but I'm better at dancing than singing. I often go on stage^ solo dance, I can dance many kinds of dances...the best dance is "Laundry Song"."

""Laundry Song", I haven't seen it for several years. I have a chance to watch you dance."

"You accompany me, and I'll dance for you." Chen Lu said eagerly.

"Is it appropriate here?"

"It's okay, I used to dance here a lot."

"Okay, you give me a beat."

"Well, wait a minute." Chen Lu said, raised her chest, leaned forward, put her toes up, and opened her hands, "123, let's go, the warm sun..."

Nanyi followed Chen Lu's beat and sang, "When it shines on the snow-capped mountains, the Yarlung Zangbo River is shining with gold, and the water is shining with gold, and flowers are blooming on both sides of the road..."

As the human-flesh accompaniment machine made noise, Chen Lu put one hand on his heart, and the other hand led his whole body, swaying from side to side, lifting and releasing his steps, stepping out rhythmically, step by step, taking Nan Yi as his The center of the circle revolves, walk a few steps, and Chen Lu will make a beautiful rotation.

"Galayang Zhuororoni, Gesang Meeduosang... come to our hometown, come to our hometown."

After singing here, Nanyi stopped abruptly, and then entered the interactive performance part, either he joined in or stopped here.

Nanyi stopped, and Chen Lu also stopped with unfinished thoughts.

"Do I dance well?"

"Looks good, I can go to the Spring Festival Gala."

"Cluck!"

Chen Lu covered her mouth and laughed happily. The laughter was so sweet that it attracted Chen Yuzhang.

"Manager Nan, I can get off work, we will go back to my house now."

The accountant who followed to transfer the money has come back. The transaction has been successfully completed, and there is still hope for the next step. Chen Yuzhang is in a good mood.

"good."

Nan Yi is not worried about going to Chen's house empty-handed to be impolite. There are not only cigarettes but also alcohol in his travel bag, as well as a few gadgets.

I didn't see Chen Yuzhang smoking cigarettes, so I don't have to take them out later. Although I didn't see him drinking wine, there are not many men who don't drink at the moment, and they can drink as much as they want. Besides, if the deputy chief of the supply and marketing department can't Drinking, then how to carry out work?

Although there is no sign of eating and drinking, and many units do not have the term "entertainment expenses", the people in the supply and marketing department can only be reimbursed for normal travel expenses when they go out to do business, and they will not recognize others. But this does not mean that they Your stomach doesn't have to be ready all the time.

There are only two states for the employees of the supply and marketing department: one is drinking, and the other is preparing to drink.

Arriving at Chen’s house, Nanyi experienced being introduced, greeted, chatted and waited for the meal, was invited and declined falsely, and started eating...

Mother Chen and Chen Lv ate very quickly, and settled the battle in just a few minutes. They took away their bowls and chopsticks, and gave up the dining table and even the living room to the head of the family and Nanyi, the guest.

At this time, there is still a not very good rule [mainly in rural areas], women and children are not allowed to eat at the table when guests come to the house. If the kitchen and living room are separated, they can eat in the kitchen. If not, then You have to be hungry and wait for the guests to finish eating before secretly eating.

Is this feudal thinking?

Is this machismo?

No, it's poor.

When the guests come, the hostess will always try her best to prepare some good dishes, except for those dishes that children can't see on the dinner table at home during the holidays.

Children can’t see meat a few times a year, and there is not much oil in their stomachs, and they can’t expect every child to be young and mature. If it is served on the table, it is likely that the guests will not move two chopsticks, and all the food will enter the child’s stomach. To the host family, this is very disrespectful.

Therefore, children are not allowed to go to the table, and the hostess has to be responsible for watching the children, so they cannot go to the table. Over time, this has become a rule, which deviates from its original intention.

Nanyi and Chen Yuzhang were just casual acquaintances. Even if they were having a good time drinking, it was impossible for them to bring up their own privacy as a topic. They could only try out topics one by one, and finally locked on football.

Then……

"What the hell, I almost dropped the TV that day. Four years, and I've been looking forward to four more years. It's all stinky feet, stinky feet... The Xiangxi team is not a thing, so they can't put water on it? As long as they draw a tie, they can qualify. , Four years, and another four years." Chen Yuzhang howled in grief.

"I was at Gongti that day. Let me tell you, I rushed to the sidelines with a wine bottle. If I hadn't been held down by the security guards, I would have given Zeng a slap in the face."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I should give him a scoop. Before the game, I think I can hit at least three goals for the Xiangxi team, alas!" Chen Yuzhang took a sip of his wine and said, "Tell me, next time we can hit go in?"

"Yes, definitely!"

Nan Yi sent a white lie.

"Yes, yes, definitely." Chen Yuzhang cheered up, pointed to a pot of black things on the dining table and said, "Manager Nan, eat, this is brought by my friend from the seaside for me, it seems quite Dear."

"It's not cheap. Sea cucumber is a good thing. I'm still young and don't need it. Section Chief Chen, you can eat two." Nan Yi humbly said.

"Okay, I'll eat..."

The two of them didn't drink for too long, and when it was nearly eight o'clock, Nanyi offered to leave.

Hearing the movement, Chen's mother came out of the bedroom, and after talking with Nan Yi back and forth with a standard answer, she ordered Chen Lu to send Nan Yi downstairs, while she stayed to take care of Chen Yuzhang.

"Brother Nanyi, when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Will you come again?"

The light was broken, and there was only soft moonlight shining in the corridor, the shadows of the people were muddy, and the faces of the people were even more hazy.

"should be."

"May I write to you?"

Chen Lu's deer jumped wildly.

"Do you have a pen pal?" Nan Yi asked without answering.

"No."

"Me neither, so let's be each other's first pen pals?"

"OK."

"Where should I send my letter?"

"School, no, no, it's better to send it to my home, my home address..."

"Needless to say, I already know that my address is No. 88, Yannanyuan, Beijing, with a zip code of 100,000. If I update my address in the future, I will tell you in a letter."

"Well, I am the same, and I will tell you in the letter."

"Okay, it's time for you to go up." Walking to the stairs downstairs, Nan Yi stopped and said to Chen Lu: "Student Chen Lu, study hard and make progress every day."

"Hee hee, brother Nanyi, work hard."

"Goodbye."

"goodbye!"

After a good night's sleep, Nanyi seized the time to go to a few more places, and walked around Guangxin Economic Point. When he got on the train, he didn't even get a hard sleeper, only a hard seat.

Nanyi is on a red flag train, which is also a train to Beijing. The hardware is pulled by a diesel locomotive, and the movement is not so loud; A passenger sews buttons.

In June, the weather has become sweltering, especially in hard sleeper compartments that are relatively closed and have more heat sources. From time to time, there are announcements that the announcer is calling for a doctor.

Heat stroke was a serious disease that cannot be ignored in the early 1980s.

The reason is related to the division of land to households. In the past, when the brigade was still in the brigade, the members went to see a doctor and couldn’t pay for it themselves. There is such a place where you can borrow life-saving money at any time.

When the brigade was changed to the village, all the things that should be divided were divided. The village had no money, and it seemed that it had no obligation to advance medical expenses for the villagers.

If there is a problem with the body, various local methods will be used to deal with it. If luck is good, the local method will work. If the disease is cured, if luck is not good, the body will be left with hidden diseases. After exposure to the sun, heat exhaustion and heat cramps, people will pass away immediately.

In this case, it will be much better in the city. No matter what the family situation is, if you want to survive in the city, you will always have some living money on hand. In addition, there are not many simple ways to think about it in the city. , have to go to the hospital.

As for the famine caused by the sickness, worrying about it is a later matter.

Therefore, the conductors at this meeting attach great importance to the heatstroke of passengers. Passengers who often travel by train can also learn about various treatment methods on the train, such as local methods, acupuncture, bloodletting, qigong therapy, and Zhu Youke.

Nanyi watched a heat stroke patient not far away from him being held back by someone, and then woke up after being fed a bowl of spell water. There were obvious signs of improvement, and he didn't even know that the patient was carried over by himself. Yes, but was saved by qigong or spells.

He doesn't know medicine, qigong and spells, so he can only watch the excitement as a melon-eating crowd.

Suddenly, Nanyi's eyes darkened, and a woman in the 1930s with a folding board on her back came up to him and stood still, "Comrade, do you want to play mahjong?"

"I don't gamble." Nanyi shook his head.

As soon as the woman heard what Nanyi said, she said: "No money, nothing to do on the train, just kill time."

"Is there a partner?"

"Yes, yes, I'll call."

When the woman heard that there was a door, she hurriedly nodded and turned to call for someone.

Soon, the women brought a man and a woman over and introduced them to Nanyi, "This is Xiao Li, and this is Xiao Tian. They are called by me in the car. You can call me Yaomei."

"My surname is Nan, you can call me Xiao Nan." Nan Yi introduced himself.

"Stop introducing, let's get started."

Yaomei yelled anxiously, and went to coordinate with the passengers next to Nanyi about changing seats.

There are four passengers in total, Yaomei can handle the work of two passengers, and Nanyi can nod for the remaining two.

After the seats were coordinated, Yaomei took off the folding board on her back, and when she opened it, it became a board with two legs, and one end could be placed on the train table. It seemed that it was reserved for playing Mahjong on the train made.

"Aunt Yao, you are so good, you even made a table for playing mahjong." Nan Yi said with emotion.

Yaomei took out the mahjong tiles from her bag and said angrily, "What Yaogu, call me Yaomei."

"Okay, okay, Yaomei is Yaomei."

What Yaomei took out was actually a pair of national flower mahjong, also called Taiyuan mahjong, made of fiberglass, not cheap, very rare nowadays, this is the first time Nanyi has seen it in China.

Hurrah, the mahjong tiles were poured on the "mahjong table". Without saying anything, the four of them immediately started counting tiles.

"What cards to play?" Nanyi asked while counting the cards.

"Lao Kan mahjong, you don't understand our way of playing mahjong." Yaomei replied.

Laokan mahjong is just old mahjong, and the playing methods are generally the same in all parts of the country, but each region incorporates a little bit of its own rules.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, mahjong disappeared for a period of time, and it was revived as an entertainment tool in the 1970s. As for it becoming a gambling tool, it was only in the past two years. Mahjong has just entered the early stage of regional differentiation and evolution in terms of gameplay, and most places are still playing old mahjong.

For example, Yaomei in front of me has a Wuchuan accent and is addicted to mahjong. Nanyi guesses that she is probably from Rongcheng.

In later generations, there was a very famous mahjong game in the Rongcheng area, "Blood Fight to the End". At present, this kind of game has not yet been formed. Rongcheng has only abandoned Fengpai and Tingyong, and the lack of a game has not been completely finalized.

"Slips?" Yaomei said again after waiting for the cards to be stacked.

"Can."

"OK."

"no problem."

"Kong plus one, no big card, no dealer."

The three of Nanyi agreed again.

"Roll the dice."

Saying that, Yaomei threw two dice on the table.

The dice spun a few times before stopping, one four, one five, adding up to nine, in my hand.

Over four pier, capture...

Once the cards are drawn, Yaomei's face is full of joy, it seems that she has drawn a good hand of cards.

"Red middle."

"Bar!"

Nanyi rolled out three red cards, picked up the red cards in the pond, touched a card at the end of the card, wiped his thumb on the card surface, and immediately revealed the mahjong tile, "Chrysanthemum, sorry, make up flowers."

With that said, Nan Yi touched another card at the end of the card.

Nanyi doesn't gamble, which doesn't mean he doesn't know how to play mahjong. In fact, he is a top player in mahjong. He can often make a girl lose her pants with a single card. In addition, he also plays business mahjong.

"Breast... two cakes."

Pa, a second barrel was knocked out by Nan Yi.