Afraid of getting angry, just drink me

"You stand next to me." Wang Luoji said so.

Jiao Jiao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Oh..."

The boy responded to every request and obediently moved to the other party's side, which made Wang Luoji feel much more at ease.

In an unfamiliar and hostile environment, people will subconsciously find something that makes them feel at ease as a life-saving straw.To Wang Laoji, Jiaojiao was like that straw. Although he didn't know if it could save his life, but holding it firmly in his hand would give him a sense of peace of mind.

Today is a cool breeze, and when the wind blows the smoke from the big incense stick, it directly smokes Wang Laozhi's tears, and his sore eyes can't be opened no matter how hard they are.

Two lines of tears.

Seeing this, Jiao Jiao immediately held his hand in surprise, "Mr. Wang, I didn't expect you to be so moved? You even cried... These are just my uncle and I's little intentions. You don't have to be too moved. This is how our Jiao family should treat guests."

Wang Laoji: "??" I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense.

He thought to himself: It's not that I don't want to stop, it's that the incense of your house seems to be sprinkled with chili powder, which makes my tears unable to stop like a flood.

"I didn't expect you to be so sensual, you are really tender." The caring Jiao Jiao handed over a tissue from the side, patted him on the back gently, and said in a coaxing tone: "A man doesn't flick his tears easily, why are you still crying?" Got pear blossoms with rain? Be good, don't cry."

"..." Wang Luoji was silent, he didn't want to explain too much, but silently held back his tears with the tissue in his hand.

Suddenly, a gleaming silver machete protruded into his field of vision, scaring him until the walls of his heart shrank.

Gaoao stuffed the knife into Wang Laoji's hand, and said boldly: "Cut the roast pig, let's!"

Ceremony, this is a welcome ceremony.

"This..." Wang Luoji looked at the two-pound machete in his hand, feeling a little complicated.

To be honest, he didn't have the heart to cut up the roast pig, because the pig looked a bit like Xiangxiang from his family, and cutting the pig was like cutting up his own daughter.

The hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

The knife was lifted slowly, hanging in the sky above the roasted pig, but it did not fall down for a long time.

"Welcome Mr. Wang Luoji to our village—!"

It was too late to say that, before Wang Laoji could react, Jiao Jiao and Gao Ao had already put their hands on the back of his hand and pressed down hard!

With an extremely sharp "click", the pig's butt was split in two.

The man who was welcomed was a little heavy hearted.

After cutting the roast pig, Gao Gao moved forward without further ado and announced loudly: "Firecrackers are set off—!"

Wang Luoji was taken aback, and quietly tugged on Jiao Jiao's sleeve: "Your uncle isn't done yet?"

"Don't worry, they will come one after another!" Jiao Jiao answered him.

"..."

The fire control man who was waiting on the side heard the order and threw the large roll of firecrackers in his hand. The man held the head of the firecracker in his hand and hung it high on the beam of the ancestral hall. The tail of the firecracker kept rolling to the end of the red carpet.

This was custom-made by Gaoao at the firecracker factory at the end of the village. It rings at 8888, a good sign, and it can definitely stand up to the ostentation.There is a long strip of bright red firecrackers, extending from the entrance of the ancestral hall to the end of the red carpet, which looks quite stylish.

It's just over exaggerated.

Seeing that the man controlling the fire smoked the burning cigarette and squatted down to light the fuse, Jiao Jiao immediately shrugged his shoulders and covered his ears with his hands.

He also gently bumped Wang Laoji next to him with his elbow, and kindly reminded: "Mr. Wang, hurry up and cover your ears."

The boy shrinks his head and neck, a bit like a shivering little hamster, and then pulls you to cover his ears with him.

Kind of...cute.

I don't know where the pretentiousness came from, Wang Luoji suddenly wanted to play cool in front of the other party, he pretended to be uncaring, "I don't cover it, what's there to be afraid of? Children only Afraid of this."

It's almost enough to cover you up.

"Aren't you afraid?" Jiao Jiao repeatedly reminded the other party with a look of fear on her face, "No, this voice is really loud..."

Wang Luoji chuckled disdainfully.What is there to be afraid of a real man who stands upright?

"I'm afraid—" Before the "wool yarn" that followed immediately came out, there was a devastating explosion in front of him.

The sound was like blowing up the entire gunpowder magazine, and Wang Laoji's soul was trembling with fright, his eardrums were almost not broken, and he immediately raised his hands to cover his ears reflexively, the kind that covered his ears tightly.

He, Wang Daxing, has never seen any scene, and he really has never seen this kind of scene.

"Damn it?!" Only then did he realize that it was the sound of firecrackers, and it was extremely tough.

At this moment, he is completely different from the calm handsome guy a few seconds ago. Wang Luoji shrank his neck in horror, like a frightened bastard: "...Scare people."

"Crackling crackling——!!!"

The custom made firecrackers are different. The firepower of these firecrackers is as fierce as a machine gun.In an instant, the entire venue was filled with smog, and red debris splashed all over the sky.

The local fire department is ready to dispatch at any time.

Jiao Jiao secretly observed Wang Luoji, and found that his stunned expression was a bit miserable, so she turned around and complained to Gao Gao: "Uncle, look at your battle, you have scared people."

"Ah? What did you say?" Gao Gao, who blocked his ears, couldn't hear his words clearly.

The sound of firecrackers was so loud that it covered up all other voices, Jiao Jiao pulled his uncle's hand down helplessly, and shouted in his ear: "I say! You are exaggerating!"

"It's all right! It proves our warm hospitality!" Gao Gao was very satisfied with this festive welcome ceremony, "The louder the firecrackers, the better!"

Jiao Jiao was almost deaf: "..."

The loud sound of firecrackers continued to shake the sky, and the people in the next village thought there was a war here.

At this time, the sky was beautiful... No, the sky was not beautiful, the dark clouds were quickly gathered by the wind, and suddenly there was a thin drizzle of rain.

I saw that the cannon, which was blowing up to the sky a second ago, was soaked by the sudden rain at this moment, and immediately fell silent. The sparks were gradually annihilated in the rain, and there were traces of blue smoke from the fuse. Soon even the smoke was gone.

Half of the 8888 rounds of long firecrackers were left unfinished.

Only a few minutes later, the clouds and rain came and went in a hurry, and they came and went quickly. After the firecrackers were extinguished, they stopped, and the blue and clear sky cleared up.

Everyone was almost concussed by the sound of firecrackers just now, and there was a burst of "buzzing" ringing in their ears, and they all stared blankly at the sky that turned their faces faster than turning a book.

There was a dead silence in the audience: "..."

"This..." Jiao Jiao was stunned for a long time, and in order to save the situation, she said awkwardly, "Today, today's weather is pretty good."

Wang Luoji glanced at him, and he was still shocked: "Is it okay? God came to put out the fire himself."

Gao Gao, who presides over the overall situation, smiled bitterly, "There are no taboos, no taboos, this is a good omen for worshiping God! It symbolizes good weather and water in the pig cage!"

Jiao Jiao bit the bullet and agreed: "Yes, yes, it seems that Mr. Wang is destined to be the lucky boy of our village!"

Wang Laoji: "?" It's fine.

The materialism and scientific education rooted in his heart made him very shocked by this argument, and he explained to Jiao Jiao very seriously: "That's right, let's not talk about whether you will be lucky or not, I am no longer a boy... "

Xiaoye covered his boss's mouth.

Seeing his uncle looking embarrassed at the extinguished firecrackers, Jiao Jiao comforted him, "What's the matter, if it goes out, it's good for the environment. Forget it, let's go in and have dinner." "

Squeezing the Qingming acupoint arrogantly and helplessly, "Oh, let's go. Mr. Wang, this way please~"

As soon as you enter the ancestral hall, you will be greeted by the smell of delicious food. More than a dozen tables are filled with flowing water, and each table is full of folks, old and young. Everyone laughs and talks about everything, with a kind and lively atmosphere.

Jiao Jiao was very much like a host, and greeted her politely, "Come, come, let's take a seat."

Looking at the table full of sumptuous dishes, Wang Laoji, who has always been picky, is not so picky. Compared with the quality of life that has long been lost, he now wants to fill his hungry stomach.

After all, in a harsh living environment, people will arouse their desire to survive.

Seeing him standing still, Jiao Jiao moved the stool for him, "Sit down."

It was a long, old-fashioned wooden stool. It was the first time Wang Luoji sat on this kind of stool, and he felt dissatisfied in every possible way: How could such a narrow wooden stool sit on people?

The next moment, Jiao Jiao sat down next to him naturally.

When worshiping God just now, Wang Luoji said to him, "You stand next to me", so even now when we are sitting down for dinner, he also consciously sits next to the other party.

This narrow bench was just enough to accommodate the two men. Wang Laoji was quite satisfied with it, and he even canceled his dissatisfaction with this stool, and his unhappiness also disappeared.

He nodded slightly, and sat down on this stool.

Perhaps what Wang Luoji himself didn't realize was that he had developed some subconscious dependence on this boy.

Looking at the dishes on the table, there is still coriander in the steamed fish this time, so in the eyes of "coriander fanatic" Wang Laoji, the status of this meal is instantly elevated.

He hadn't eaten coriander for many days. He remembered the hatred and pain of being picked up by Jiao Jiao last time, and secretly made up his mind: I must pick up all the coriander before Jiao Jiao moved his chopsticks!

The dish of steamed fish was right in front of him, and the coriander in the dish was giving off a tempting aroma, which was happiness within easy reach.

The right time, place and people are in harmony, and everything is available.With a firm gaze, the man picked up the chopsticks in his right hand and stretched them towards the coriander in the steamed fish.

This time, only success is allowed, no failure is allowed!

I must eat coriander!

However, at the moment when the man's chopsticks were about to touch the coriander, there was a loud voice——

"Everyone, before moving your chopsticks, please listen to me say a word or two."

Haughty is holding a buzzing crappy microphone with a festive red ribbon tied around it.He walked to Wang Laoji's side and looked at the man with chopsticks with a friendly expression on his face.

"..." Wang Luoji retracted his chopsticks silently, showing an awkward yet polite smile: "Say it, say it."

Gaoao pretended to pat the microphone, and a piercing buzzing sound exploded in Wang Luoji's ears, scaring him so much that he almost threw his chopsticks away.

Clearing his throat, he said proudly and solemnly: "Before the banquet, I want to say something to the folks."

He put his arms around Wang Luoji's shoulders and said: "First of all, let me introduce the person next to me—Wang Luoji, Mr. Wang. He! He is an unparalleled superstar in the contemporary film industry! He is the hottest star in the entertainment industry! The fashion darling of the big advertisers!"

These are all what Wang Luoji's former manager said about Gao Gao.

At the beginning, in order to make Wang Luoji the spokesperson of this farmer's market, the agent with bad intentions praised him to the fullest in front of his arrogance, sows with bras, one set after another, and strongly recommended Wang Yingdi, the "best actor" Good candidate".

Hearing this, Gaoao immediately signed the contract, and this is how the current situation came about.

Hearing Gao Gao's praiseful words, Wang Luoji was a little guilty. After all, he was a product of the 38th line, and he had already been thrown into the cold by the film and television circles. The word "superstar".

He waved his hands again and again, "No, it's Boss Gao's praise..."

Jiao Jiao politely pressed his hand down, "Mr. Wang, you are being modest. My uncle is telling the truth."

Wang Luoji smiled dryly: "...No, listen to me..."

"But!" Gao Gao interrupted him angrily, and continued to speak passionately.

The middle-aged uncle was extremely excited: "Mr. Wang is such a radiant big man, he still chose to turn down all the drama appointments and endorsements on his body, and came to our small place, Shabian Village, to criticize our fruit at a low price. Marketing. I think, this is poverty alleviation... no, it's selflessness."

"Good!" Jiao Jiao was the first to applaud, and he sighed sincerely: "It really touched China, touched you and me!"

He didn't expect that there would be such a touching story behind the endorsement, let alone that the sour-looking big star in front of him turned out to be so loving and selfless.

The three words "Wang Luoji" immediately gained a lot of points in the boy's heart, even as important as Ruo Benefactor.

Wang Luoji was so guilty that he couldn't organize his words: "...Brother Jiao, you really think too much, in fact, I—— um..."

Xiao Ye, who knew all the truth, covered his boss's mouth.

The haughty words infected all the people in the ancestral hall, including Jiao Jiao, all the villagers, tears welled up in everyone's eyes, and the image of Wang Luoji became extremely tall in their hearts.

——It is the kind of tallness that exudes the light of the Holy Father.

Gao Ao tightly held the microphone, paced and delivered a speech, with a cadence of momentum, looking a bit like the dean who stood on the flag-raising platform to lecture when he was a student.

"As a relatively successful businessman in the village, I have always been committed to the development of the industry. Some time ago, I participated in the entrepreneurial training class held in the village and learned a lot of useful knowledge. In order to change the industrial form, I think that the traditional We need to keep pace with the times. Therefore, we decided to invite Mr. Wang to speak for our market, which is a new attempt in the business model. I believe that this move will not only make the business of the market flourish, but also benefit the market. The culture of Shabian Village plays a promotional role..."

Wang Luoji and Jiao Jiao couldn't help but yawned at the same time, their shoulders leaned together unknowingly, using each other as the fulcrum of gravity, and quietly dozed off.

If they were in the same high school, they must be the kind of "extremely poor households" who were transferred by the teacher to the back of the classroom as deskmates.

The more Gao Ao talked about it, the more interested he became, and he went astray as he talked: "Green waters and green mountains are golden mountains and silver mountains. Our country attaches great importance to the construction of new rural areas. Self-employed people like us receive very strong support. the big..."

Wang Luoji was so drowsy that he couldn't even drink half a pot of tea to refresh himself. He almost used a toothpick to prop up his eyelids. Xiaoye slapped him awake several times.

Until the people around him applauded, he knew that the arrogant speech was over, so he also clapped his hands sparsely a few times.

Gao Gao's saliva was exhausted, and he simply ended the one-hour personal speech: "Then everyone, use your chopsticks and eat more! If there is not enough food, there is still some in the cauldron over there. Drinks There are Jianlibao and Tiandi No. [-], oh! And Wanglaoji..."

Finally, finally finished!

Wang Luoji was deeply troubled, so he quickly picked up a pair of chopsticks and ran towards the coriander that he had been thinking about all along.

But when I glanced at it, I found--

Why the hell is there not one left? !

The author says:

Thick and long today.rest tomorrow.