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Chapter 122: People’s Prejudice is Like a Mountain (Part 1)
"I have a little donkey, but I never ride it. Tomorrow I'll have to think about how to make money when I go to work!"

On the highway, Yang Yunsheng sang his own adaptation of "Little Donkey" and was in a very happy mood.

As for whether there is a donkey, there definitely isn’t one!
Besides, a donkey is definitely not as good as a mule.

As the old saying goes, whether it’s a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk.

Did you see the mention of donkey?

Obviously not, but that’s not important. What’s important is that Yang Yunsheng is very happy.

Although it was only the first kiss with Liu Ying, it was a big step forward in their relationship.

This was Liu Ying's initiative, and it was a different experience for Yang Yunsheng.

Actually, it was okay in 2013, but ten years later, you will find that everything is fast food style.

A fast food meal will cost you at least three hundred.

To put it bluntly, even if it's only three hundred, it's still hard to make money.

On the highway, Yang Yunsheng could only drive at 104 mph!
It's not that he doesn't want to drive faster, it's that he really can't drive faster.

What kind of car is he driving? A Buick, and a second-hand Buick at that. If you don’t know, you might think it’s a Cadillac!

104 yards is the limit of this second-hand Buick, but it is not Yang Yunsheng's limit.

If I have the chance, I must buy a better car.

When we arrived at our hometown, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Of course, the restaurants in the town are still open and will be open until the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.

In fact, there is no need to be so tired now, but Yang Yunsheng's mother has become accustomed to this kind of life. In addition, the market on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month is also the last market day of the lunar year.

The market is very lively, and in the past, restaurants were the busiest on this day.

I sell fried tofu, fried potatoes, and fried sausages, and I can sell them for more than a thousand yuan each.

Yang Yunsheng did not go to the town to help, so it was enough for Yang Yunlan to be there, not to mention that it was a cold day!
The so-called cold weather must be very unfamiliar to some city kids.

Let's put it this way, the market is held every five days.

Market time is the busiest and most crowded.

But on the other four days, there were very few people at the market.

Everyone stayed at home or somewhere else, some doing farm work, some looking for money.

So it is very cold and there are few people on the streets, so it is called a cold day.

Even during the Chinese New Year, there aren’t many people going to the market on cold days. Everyone is waiting to go to the market on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month!
When I'm at home these days, I just walk around here, take a look there, occasionally play cards, and help out in the kitchen.

The girls put on big flowered jackets and big cotton shoes, combed their hair into two small braids, crossed their legs at the entrance of the village, and gossiped with a group of older women about things in the village while cracking melon seeds. A day passed like this.

Anyway, those who understand will understand. People who have been away from home know very little about what is happening in the village.

But the village is such a big place. If the wind blows, everyone will know about the smallest thing.

At this time, it becomes their topic of conversation and their display.

If you want to chat, you must tell some secrets that only you know and no one else knows, otherwise what qualifications do you have to join in?
Unless you don't speak the whole time and just listen with your ears.

Yang Yunsheng is not that boring. He doesn't like to listen to gossip in the village. If there is anything happening in the village, his mother will tell him when she calls.

There's no point in listening to it again.

After Yang Yunsheng returned home, he parked the car at the door.

The first thing to do when you enter the house is to take a nap.

After driving for several hours, I am still very tired.

In addition, he had not rested in the middle and got up very early this morning, so he was still a little sleepy.

When you get home, you definitely don't have to be as self-disciplined as you are outside.

When it's time to indulge, you should indulge yourself.

But the so-called indulgence does not mean that you should find a prostitute to do your job.

It means you can go to bed late and don’t have to get up early.

There is no need to show off those good habits from the past during the New Year holidays.

Yang Yunsheng woke up around 6:40. He didn't wake up naturally, but was woken up by Yang Yunlan.

Yang Yunsheng rubbed his eyes, got up, and put on his cotton slippers.

Their house is still the kind of wooden house covered with lime.

To put it simply, the bottom of the wall is made of bricks and mud, and then a layer of whitewash is scraped on it.

But the upper half, including the roof, is still made of wood and tiles.

There are not many houses like this in the village.

Fortunately, the ground was made of cement, not mud.

This was the house that was built when Yang Yunsheng's father was still alive.

He was only five or six years old at that time, and Yang Yunlan was still a little baby.

When my father and mother were renovating the house, they did almost all the work themselves.

Only when it came to laying the tiles did we ask someone else to help.

At that time, Yang Yunsheng had to take care of Yang Yunlan, and once he even hit Yang Yunlan's forehead, leaving a mark.

The mark is still there, but not very obvious anymore.

Another time, it rained heavily.

Yang Yunsheng did not keep an eye on Yang Yunlan. At that time, the toilet was flooded and everyone thought that Yang Yunlan had fallen into the toilet.

As a result, this girl went to the goose shed and caught the big goose from the neighbor's house next door.

She was wearing an apron like that worn by a child, also called Benben.

He held the candy in one hand and pinched the goose's neck with the other, clamoring to eat the goose.

Everyone was at a loss whether to laugh or cry at that time. This child was simply too amazing.

So did Yang Yunlan get to eat the goose?

Definitely not!
But after stewing it with taro, I told her that it was a big goose!

Before she was ten years old, Yang Yunlan thought goose tasted like taro.

Yang Yunlan now is just like the female college student who went home as Yang Yunsheng described.

She was wearing a big flowered jacket, big flowered pants, a pair of cotton shoes, and had two braids. She laughed very arrogantly.

If they were not in the village now, Yang Yunsheng would never admit that the person in front of him was his sister.

Seeing Yang Yunsheng looking at her, Yang Yunlan turned around and said proudly, "Are the clothes nice? This big flowered jacket is from my grandma, and these big flowered pants are from your mom. These cotton shoes, I bought them for ten yuan a pair."

Yang Yunsheng was stunned. Did Yang Yunlan say something bad just now?

Fuck you?
My mom is not your mom, right?

Forget it, forget it, they are already so old, it would be bad if we continue fighting.

Yang Yunsheng felt that when she was at school, she dressed quite like a decent person.

How come he looks like this after coming back?

Who do you blame?

Weird trend?
Yang Yunsheng didn't say much, after all, he wouldn't dress like that.

Even if I freeze to death, even if I'm cold to death, I, Yang Yunsheng, will never wear this big cotton-padded jacket. It's so ugly.

When Yang Yunsheng came out of the room and put on a big gray cotton-padded jacket, he smiled.

smell good!
It seems that people can't be too stubborn.

People's prejudices are like a mountain.

Little do you know that something that may seem ugly to you may actually have a surprisingly amazing effect.

Just like durian, it smells bad, but tastes delicious!

It’s still that kind of fragrance that makes you want to stop.

(End of this chapter)