The early morning of early spring is always the coldest, and who doesn't miss the warm bed? What's more, it's still the Spring Festival when it's time to rest. (The fastest update speed, remember this site to find this site)

But on the second day of junior high school, early in the morning, Old Man Jiang came to be the 'alarm clock', and he yelled at me with an almost crazy eagerness: "Sanwa'er, if you don't get up again, I will directly pick you up from the quilt." ”

I didn't open my eyes, but muttered, "Master, didn't you say it?" You don't have to do morning classes during the Spring Festival, so why don't you count it to the fifth day of the Lunar New Year? ”

With a 'bang', the thick and warm quilt on my body was torn open, accompanied by the thunderous roar of the old man Jiang: "I said that you can skip the morning class, but I said that you can lie in bed?" I'm going to pick up people today, pick up people! ”

I was frozen awake all of a sudden, and when I opened my eyes, I was almost not scared crazy, is this my master?

He was neatly combed, his beard was cleanly shaved, he was wearing a neat tunic, and he was wearing a pretending coat in his hand.

In fact, my master is not ugly, he looks decent, quite majestic, and when he dresses up, he is like an old man at all, the kind between an old man and a middle-aged man, but his temperament is too 'obscene'.

Especially now, that anxious roaring look doesn't match his strict dress.

"Master, are you going to pick up the bride?" No, no, no, I can't accept a master dressed like this, it's better for him to wear a ragged jacket.

Old man Jiang snorted and ignored me, I said in my heart that there is still an old man combing partially, I am such a beautiful little brother, I am all a tile.

My mother stood at the door with two bowls of wine-stuffed rice balls and a smile, and said, "Tut, Master Jiang, I have to go with you to pick up people this time, this is the second time I have seen you dressed like this, how many years ago was the last time?" At that time, the third baby was still a milk doll. ”

Old man Jiang snorted a few words, took the wine-stuffed rice balls and began to eat, why do I think something is wrong, my master, why do I think he is a little shy? No, it can't be, can he still be shy?

"Son, go put on your clothes, you're such a big person, what do you look like wearing a pair of underwear all the time?" My mom commanded from the side.

"Wait, Xiuyun, you have to tidy up the three babies (neatly) today." Old man Jiang impatiently swallowed a wine-stuffed rice ball, and then commanded with his hands and feet.

My mother looked at the old man Jiang suspiciously, and held back for a long time before she said in surprise: "Master Jiang, are you going to take my three children on a blind date?" ”

"Ahem," the old man Jiang coughed wildly for a while.

I was wearing an autumn coat, and when I heard my mother's words, my hand twisted, and I almost suffocated myself.

Old man Jiang finally stopped coughing and said, "No, no, this baby is so young now, I can't allow him to miss his daughter-in-law." ”

I was so easy to 'struggle' out of the autumn clothes, and I was wearing autumn pants again, the old man Jiang took this sentence, I almost didn't trip over my pants, I was angry, why did I want to be a daughter-in-law? My mother and my master are uniting to murder me, right?

"Master Jiang, the marriage of these three children is a heart disease of mine, and I don't know if the Taoist priest is looking for a daughter-in-law, you have to be careful." My mom said sincerely, what kind of mom is this, I'm only 15 years old, 15 years old! She began to talk about my daughter-in-law's problems.

"Just kidding, my Jiang Lichun's apprentice won't be able to find his daughter-in-law? Besides, my apprentice is a talent, and whoever doesn't want to be a little girl is blind, Xiuyun, don't worry about this. My master waved his hand and said proudly.

My mother immediately smiled and said, "Hehe, that's it, my daughter is so smart, where will my son be bad, I love to dress him up the most, I must have cleaned him up today." ”

Farce, it's definitely a farce! I almost didn't get mad by these two 'scheming' people.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the streets were a little calm, I was wearing a gray jacket on the upper body, a pair of jeans on the bottom, and my head was on the partial head that my mother had made for me with her hair cream, and my heart twitched.

I'm not used to dressing like this, in my eyes, I look like a fool, but next to me there is an old man Jiang who looks like an old cadre, and a scarf around his head, a little lipstick, and my mother wearing a floral cotton jacket.

Is this a fool's threesome?

On the way, I occasionally met one or two old men and old ladies who were familiar with my mother, and when they saw the three of us dressed like this, they would stare strangely for a while, and then say, "Xiuyun, where are you going to catch up with your relatives?" ”

Then he came to him and asked mysteriously: "Should it be to Chengdu?" ”

At that time, there was a relative in the provincial capital, which was a very remarkable thing in this small county.

My mother laughed and said proudly: "Where are there relatives in Chengdu, we are going to pick up a guest, let me tell you, I bought this jacket on my son in Chengdu, you know, we are going to open a clothing store, when I go to Chengdu to see the goods, I will"

At this time, Old Man Jiang usually reminds my mother with a cough that it's time to go, it's time to go, and then my mother will leave 'reluctantly'.

Hey, one is yelling, one is dressed like a little white face, one is verbose, gossip triumphant, this is not a fool threesome, is it?

The place we went to was not the station, but the county seat was relatively remote, almost close to the suburbs, where there was a big road, straight to the city outside the county.

The morning wind was cold, and the hair paste on my head felt hard when it was blown by the wind, as if the top piece was tiled on my head.

I was so unwell, but I didn't dare to say it.

But my mother is really sympathetic to the person who is coming: "Oh, Master Jiang, come here to pick up people?" This Spring Festival, let's catch a car, how hard it is to walk, no, I have to say in a while, I'll pay the fare. ”

Old man Jiang looked at my mother with strange eyes, and then couldn't help but twitch for a while, but he didn't speak, I guess he was playing mystery again.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, I didn't see anyone coming, my mother's face was blown red, almost the same color as her lipstick, she kept saying: "Hey, how much time does it take to walk, it's better to take a car." ”

What about Old Man Jiang? Standing straight on the side of the road, the coat on his hand, but he refused to wear it, when was this dress used to cover his arms? Is my master stupid?

With such a question, I was bored squatting on the side of the road to pull weeds and play, and at this time, the sound of cars came from this road.

I didn't react much, in this era, there are not many cars, but they appear much more often than before, and several cars have passed, and I don't think there is anything unusual.

But I heard Master snort a few times, it was a strange sound squeezed out of my throat, it was the kind of excited and suppressed voice, and I looked up curiously, and found that my Master's feet were shaking twice.

My mother looked at Old Man Jiang suspiciously and asked, "Master Jiang, what's wrong with you?" ”

Old man Jiang stammered, "Come on."

My mother turned her head excitedly, her face turned red, but a Hongqi car was coming, my mother and my father had been to the provincial capital, the car was seen, the Hongqi car was absolutely recognized, she just said to give others the car money, isn't this a shame to lose face to grandma's house?

I clapped my hands and stood up boredly, I know who the old man Jiang is, I know it, I used to ride the Beijing Jeep with him when I was a child, and now this red flag really can't shock me, I know that if my master is willing, he can also take this car.

The car stopped in front of the old man Jiang, and as soon as it stopped, a man came down with a roar, this man I recognize, it was one of the dozen or so people who came to catch the hungry ghost last time.

"Master Jiang, the people have finally been brought here, and the task is complete." The man said very respectfully, and he could see that he admired my master.

In this case, my master must usually be lazy and hum, and then say with a hippie smile, good, good.

Today, he was extremely majestic and serious, grasped other people's hands in an official manner, and said cordially: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

The corners of my mouth twitched when I saw it, which one was this singing?

"Little One, go open the car door and let people come down." Old man Jiang said to me seriously and kindly.

Primary one? Primary One! Who is Xiao Yi called?

I couldn't react a little, I looked at the old man Jiang stupidly, the old man Jiang was anxious, and glared at me, I knew that the little one called me, I almost had cramps all over my body, did my master have a nervous disorder?

But at this moment, the rear door opened suddenly, and an old lady's voice came from the car: "Jiang Lichun, I'm not old yet, do you need a child to open the door for me?" ”

I turned my head to see that a very temperamental, kind old lady with a kind eyebrow stepped out of the car, with big eyes and a small nose, and she was a good-looking woman when she was young.

I guess my eldest sister and second sister can't compare to others when they were younger, right?

I don't have any concept of girls, and the only word that can be used to praise women is that they are good-looking, and there is no way.

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded behind the old lady; "Mai Mai, (interjection), grandma, do you think this (brother) is (he) stupid, what is the hair? (What's wrong with the hair). ”

"Master, what did she say about the little girl?" I couldn't understand the little girl's dialect, and I could understand her sneering eyes, and I couldn't help but ask Master.

"Xiaoyi, the little girl speaks Kunming dialect, and she said that your hair is not good-looking." Old man Jiang said to me kindly and gently.

Primary One! Hair! I feel like I want to hit the wall!