My 1979

To this day, he still can't figure out how he survived the first eighteen years of his life.

Another taxi came into the yard, and it was Old Man Tang who got out.

He got out of the car and said to Li He, "When did you come back?"

Li He smiled and said, "I arrived in the morning."

"Are you having a guest?" Old Tang didn't recognize Li Mei.

"This is my sister." Li He said to Li Mei, "Sister, this is the Master Tang I'm talking about. He is very kind to Yang Huai and takes good care of him."

To this day, he still can't figure out why Old Man Tang likes Yang Huai so much.

"Uncle Tang, I'm sorry to trouble you." Li Mei was of course very grateful for the kindness to her son.

"You and I are in love." Old Man Tang raised the cage in his hand and said to the children playing in the yard, "Look what it is?"

Li Ke clapped his hands happily and said, "Rabbit."

Yang Huai said, "White rabbit."

The children unceremoniously snatched the cage over and went to play.

The local accents and dialects in the room made Old Man Tang very happy at the dinner table. He unconsciously drank two more drinks with Li Zhaokun at noon.

He burped, squinted his eyes and said to Mrs. Yang, "Sister, I am from Huangchuan myself, but I have never heard of Huaibin."

Mrs. Yang smiled and explained, "You are talking about Huangchuan Office, now it is called Xinyang District."

"Does Qisizhen know?" Old Tang was not convinced by Old Mrs. Yang's explanation. "Our Tang family is the local surname. Nine out of ten people are surnamed Tang. This Tang Enbo is the same family as us."

"Why don't you know? That's Huaibin, where Qisi is. My surname is Tang myself." Old Mrs. Yang said, "It's in the west of Qisi's temple."

Old Man Tang said happily, "Ha, I remember the one at the door is called Bai Luhe!"

Old Man Yang shook his head and said, "You remember wrongly, that one is called Rabbit River."

"I can forget my last name! I can't forget my home!" Old Man Tang said firmly, "Everything you said is wrong, it must be Bai Luhe!"

"Rabbit River." Mrs. Yang said helplessly, "The year I studied in Dazhai, I went back and took a look. I remember clearly that the reservoir was built and it is still there now, and I can't run away."

"Are you stubborn with me?" Old Man Tang became anxious. "Where is the reservoir? When I was a child, I swam in the Bailu River. When I went out to study, my father took me on a boat."

"Can I deceive you?" Seeing that she couldn't change her words, Old Mrs. Yang said, "Our oil shop is located in the west of the temple. It is very famous within a few miles."

Old Man Tang snorted coldly, "The more you talk about it, the more ridiculous it becomes. We are the only oil shop in the west of the temple. I haven't heard of anyone else having an oil shop."

The two men couldn't argue over this issue.

If one person thinks he is right, the other person will try his best to refute what he said is wrong.

This kind of old almanac, due to age and life experience, made it impossible for others to interrupt, leaving the old man and the old lady to grind their teeth here.

Although Old Mrs. Yang is a female who can't run horses with her arms, she is by no means an idle person. She is a strong-willed woman who won't give in at all when she speaks.

"You're a big brother. The more you talk, the more people get crowded. My father's name is Tang Dazhu. If you go to the west of the temple today and ask, the elders can still remember it. There are only a few people who haven't eaten the oil from our oil shop."

"Your father's name is Tang Dazhu, and his nickname is Tang Dabi?" Mr. Tang's hand when he picked up the cup inadvertently trembled.

Old Mrs. Yang said proudly, "You know all this? It seems that you are really from Miaoxi, but why haven't I seen you?"