Flying the boss is not easy

On the morning of the new year, Wan Hansong did not sleep in like the previous few days, but got up early, changed all his sheets, and threw them into the washing machine together with the changed clothes.

For Chinese New Year, there is always a sense of ritual.

When I was a child, I was very happy to have a new dress and a delicious meal; now that the taste of the new year is getting weaker and weaker, there seems to be nothing else to do except follow the old rules and do a big cleaning.

Wan Hansong still felt that something was missing, so he played "Good Luck" for himself, hoping that the new year would be as prosperous as last year.

After cleaning, Wan Hansong saw that the door frame was empty, so he ran to Lao Wei's house and asked him to write a couplet. After finishing, Wan Hansong gave Lao Wei a red envelope.

Lao Wei refused to accept it desperately: "Write a couplet, everyone is a friend, what kind of red envelope!"

Pushing back and forth, Lao Wei finally drove Wan Hansong to the door, and threw him out together with the red envelope.

Wan Hansong held the couplet in one hand, picked up the red envelope in the other, and looked at the gate of the old Wei's house tangled up. Occasionally, one or two people walked by the door, whispering and pointing at him.

Wan Hansong felt his face heat up, and quickly ran back to the factory.

After posting the couplets, he went downstairs and rolled out the bicycle that had been on sick leave for several months: "New year, new weather, I will take you to the street to change a silver chain!"

If the bicycle had life, then he would definitely spit two mouthfuls of saliva. Apart from the color of the chain being silver, where else could it be related to silver? !

The car repair shop on the street is very small, with a small storefront, and an army green shed full of oil stains is set up outside, where the master works in wind and rain.

The mechanic, wearing presbyopic glasses, took a closer look at the bicycle, grabbed the bridle and shook it vigorously.

"Forget it, whatever you want to repair, your bicycle rings everywhere except the bell, and it will last half a year at most after repairing it, why don't you buy a new one!"

As if to confirm the words of the car repair master, there was a "click", and the pedal fell to the ground.

Wan Hansong is a nostalgic person, he said: "You fix it, and replace it later."

"Well, you put it here, come and get it in the afternoon, you must come, otherwise you won't get it until after the fifth day!"

Wan Hansong responded well, went to the supermarket to buy a pack of small lanterns and went back.

When Song Haicha drove back, he looked up and saw Wan Hansong's room with couplets on it and countless small lanterns hanging on the door.

The car door on the other side opened, and a tall and thin boy asked, "Then whose room is it? It's colorfully hung."

Song Haicha replied: "It belongs to an employee."

Just in time, Wan Hansong went to the street to get the car back, and Song Haicha and the others heard the sound of the car "creaking" all the way.

The sound was getting closer, and there was a piercing sound of brakes.

"Boss! You are back, who is this kid?"

After hearing the word "children", the boy's expression sank, and he soon returned to his original state.

Wan Han understood that at this age, he didn't like to hear others say that he was young.

Song Haicha introduced: "A relative's child is in the first year of high school and insists on transferring back. He will live here until the college entrance examination. Song Yang is called Grandpa."

Accidentally upgraded to grandpa Wan Hansong stared wide-eyed: "Grandpa? You're too old, you can just call him uncle or brother."

"He calls me grandpa, what do you call me when you descend in your generation?"

Song Haicha thought he was making a joke, but Wan Hansong felt that it was not funny at all when he looked at his face.

Wan Hansong: "...Just call me Grandpa, why are you so senior?"

"I can't help it either. Song Yang, this grandfather graduated from University C. If you don't understand anything about your winter vacation homework, just ask him."

Leaving aside "this grandpa", Wan Hansong captured the key information, what is "ask him if you don't understand anything about winter vacation homework"?Invisibly increase his workload!

Song Yang lazily replied: "Understood."

Seeing Song Yang's expression, Wan Hansong knew that the workload would not increase, so he said goodbye and went back to his room.

Wan Hansong didn't eat with Song Haicha and the others at the New Year's Eve dinner. The family had a meal, so he went to join in the fun, and Song Haicha didn't call to ask him to go down.

Holding instant noodles in his hand, Wan Hansong felt extremely desolate. He used to be able to order takeout in the city, draw the curtains and have Wanjia lights to accompany him, but now he can only stay in this small dormitory, feeling unprecedented loneliness.

He turned on the computer, played the Spring Festival Gala, took it as the BGM, and used his mobile phone to find a movie to watch.

Ever since he started working in the factory, Wan Hansong seldom stayed up late, and went to bed at eleven o'clock at most, which was not a good time to stay up until twelve o'clock after he got used to it.

There is no fireworks control here, every household will set off firecrackers, and most people will buy some fireworks to set off in order to win the prize.

In a daze, Wan Hansong heard the first cannon fire, he opened the door, a few fireworks exploded in the sky, and then more fireworks flew into the sky.For a moment, the sky was illuminated by fireworks as if it were daytime.

It was estimated that after 10 minutes, the sound of the guns subsided, and there was a flame burning in the night sky. It was a wishing lamp, and Wan Hansong remembered that he had let it go before.

He closed his eyes and decided to rub someone's wishing lamp.The two people he was most worried about had already passed away, and the money was enough.He said silently: Give me a boyfriend, just come to someone to accompany me.

The rule in Sanming Town is to set off one firecracker on New Year's Eve and one on the morning of the first day of the new year, which directly caused Wan Hansong to be woken up.

The guy who woke him up last time was killed by him with a kitchen knife, and now he is outnumbered, and it is against the law to chop someone with a knife.

He collapsed and covered his head with the pillow. He hasn't stayed up late for a long time, and he hasn't gotten up so early for a long time.

"Boom boom boom!"

Wan Hansong struggled to get up: Who came to look for him so early?

The door opened, and Song Yang stood at his door with a bowl of glutinous rice balls: "You haven't gotten up yet? The third grandmother asked me to bring you a bowl. You can return the bowl later."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the bowl into Wan Hansong's hand, turned around and left without caring whether he took it or not.

This kid has a big temper.Of course Wan Hansong wouldn't bother with him, he wished for someone to bring him breakfast.

Near noon, Wan Hansong's door was knocked again. He thought it was Song Yang again, but unexpectedly, it was Song Haicha this time!

Song Haicha's behavior was exactly the same as that of Song Yang in the morning: "You haven't woken up yet? Hurry up and pack up, and come with me to deliver gifts in the afternoon."

Wan Hansong was ashamed of being disheveled in front of the boss, but after hearing what the boss said, he realized: Damn it!Work overtime in disguise!Is there overtime pay? !

With reluctance, Wan Hansong kept saying in his heart: He is my boss, everything the boss says is right, and whatever the boss says is what he says...

After arriving at the place, Song Haicha opened the trunk, filled it with tobacco, wine and tea, and of course the tea was produced by them.

Wan Hansong had never done such a job before. Song Haicha greeted him when he went upstairs, and asked him to come here for the sake of many people. If he can't speak, don't open his mouth. Just come in and call someone.

In these places, Wan Hansong saw Song Haicha that was different from usual.In front of these people, Song Haicha spoke properly and always had a decent smile on his face, even if the other party accidentally said something that offended him, he didn't care.

This afternoon, Wan Hansong felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, he was very uncomfortable with these occasions, and if he could, he would rush out immediately.

After several hours of hard work, Wan Hansong sat in the passenger seat and let out a long sigh.

Song Haicha leaned back, pinching the bridge of his nose, obviously tired.

After resting for a while, Song Haicha drove away: "Basically, there is only one day in a year, so I have to bear it anyway. Basically, no one goes to visit relatives on the first day of the junior high school, which is the most convenient."

Wan Hansong let out an "oh" and didn't speak again.

Song Haicha drove the car to the door of a bookstore, went in and bought a few exercise books and put them on the back seat.

"My mother is right. Now that I have a low education, I really can't do big things. I don't want Song Yang to become like me."

Wan Hansong thought to himself that if there were a few more people like you in your family, then your big family would not have to worry about it.

"Boss, don't say that, do you think I'm still working for you?"

"Don't joke with me, I know how much I am, but I just can't stand my family talking about me like that, I... well, I can't tell."

normal!How normal!How can a Leo allow others to challenge his authority!

Of course, it is impossible for Wan Hansong to say these words, he still has to say something beautiful: "Boss, let him pass the past."

Song Haicha didn't answer any more calls, and the car returned to silence.

He felt very strange and didn't understand why he would tell Wan Hansong so much. Maybe it was because he had held back some things in his heart for a long time and wanted to talk to someone. He thought Wan Hansong could understand him, but seeing Wan Hansong's He felt that it would be better not to say these things in the future.

After a day of running around, Wan Hansong was free to turn on his phone after dinner.

He clicked on WeChat, replied and deleted one by one, and the last one was a message from his mother: Songsong, happy new year, although you are old, in my mother's heart you are still the same as when you were a child, let me send you a red envelope.

Wan Hansong opened the red envelope, one thousand.

I'm still worried that he's not doing well.

Wan Hansong did not return the money, he edited the message: Thank you.Then he felt dissatisfied, added the word "Mom", then deleted it, and typed it...

Typed and deleted, typed and deleted, and finally sent it: Thank you, Mom.

Afterwards, Wan Han Songwo spent a few days in the dormitory in a daze. Song Yang knocked on the door on the fifth day of the fifth day and told him that it was his birthday today, remember to go down for dinner.

Wan Hansong complained: "Why didn't you say your birthday earlier? I didn't even have time to prepare the present."

Song Yang rolled his eyes: "Who asked you to deliver it? Just bring someone with you."

Having said that, Wan Hansong still went to the county seat, but fortunately, the transportation was convenient and it didn't take long.

Wan Hansong thought about it in the car and bought a basketball for Song Yang.

He has observed that the muscles of Song Yang's right hand are much more developed than those of his left hand. It should not be the difference caused by daily life. Combined with the things they often do at this age, nine out of ten are playing basketball.

In the evening, when Wan Hansong gave the basketball to Song Yang, a trace of surprise and joy flashed in Song Yang's eyes. Wan Han relaxed and guessed right.

After Song Yang accepted it, he said thank you awkwardly.

After Song Haicha came in, he handed Song Yang the bag of exercise books he bought on the first day of junior high school. Song Yang was a little afraid of his grandfather, so he could only accept Song Haicha's gift with a smirk.

After watching the whole process, Wan Hansong was almost suffering from internal injuries. He had never seen anyone give birthday presents and exercise books, so he deliberately made things difficult for others!

Accidentally, the year is over, and the time to collect tea has come.

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