When Pan Bing said this, Mu Yi thought it was similar. But Pan Bing also looked unshaven, and the skin on his face was obviously much more mature than his actual age. Uncle Pan's age was even more obvious.

"Pan Bing! Are you Pan Bingbing?"

"Yes. I am Pan Bingbing."

"Oh. I almost don't recognize you after not seeing you for a few years."

"Yeah. Me too. I saw something similar to you at the gate just now, but I wasn't sure, so I didn't dare to greet you rashly."

It was really unexpected to see "old classmates" in Zhongguozhuang.

Mu Yi took out a newly cast aluminum pot on the street at the foot of the mountain and prepared to boil water and cook noodles for them to eat. Because it had not been used for a long time, there was some dust in the pot. He quickly washed it and then poured the water...

..

After the noodles were cooked, Mu Yi discovered that apart from the noodles, there were a few enamel bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks, there was nothing else in his room. There was no oil, salt, vinegar, soy sauce, or MSG. He said with some embarrassment:

"Uncle Pan, I'm really sorry. I didn't cook for myself. I was working with others. I can only make do with it..."

Uncle Pan said nonchalantly: "Young man, it's okay. It's good to have something hot to eat now. I don't pay so much attention when I go out."

The two just picked the noodles into the bowl, poured the cooking water into the bowl and ate together.

Mu Yi heard the sound of them sucking noodles. Soon the two of them finished the noodles and noodle soup. When they were full, Uncle Pan took out a pack of flattened red plum cigarettes from his trouser pocket.

He took out one and handed it to Mu Yi.

Mu Yi waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Uncle Hu, I don't smoke."

Uncle Hu smiled, took the cigarette back, and lit it himself. Pan Bing took the cigarette case and took out a cigarette and lit it. He said this: "I said Mu Yi, you are still a country.

Cadres, how can they not smoke? Let me tell you, if this man does not smoke, his life in this world is in vain."

When he said this, the atmosphere became a little awkward. Fortunately, Mu Yi didn't care about him and said with a smile: "Pan Bingbing, what have you been doing all these years?"

When Pan Bingbing saw his old classmate asking himself, he was ready to tell him his "story" about his travels in the past few years. At this moment, Uncle Pan and Mu Yi said hello: "Young man, you two do it. I'll go."

You should squint in bed, you are really too sleepy."

Mu Yi: "Go to sleep." After saying that, he got up and led Uncle Pan into the inner room.

Uncle Pan: "Oh. Why is your quilt so thin? Isn't it cold when you cover it?"

Mu Yi: "It's not cold."

Uncle Pan was not polite at all. He took off his shoes and lay down on the bed without even taking off his smelly socks. When Mu saw him like this, he was very surprised, but because of the reputation of his "old classmate", he

It was hard to say anything. But he felt a little unhappy in his heart. He could only think to let him go.

Mu Yi returned to the stove and continued playing with Pan Bing. Soon a thunderous snoring sound came from inside.

Pan Bing: "Muyi, why do you work here?"

Mu Yi: "After I graduated from junior high school, I went to study outside. After returning from studying, I stayed for another year, and then I came to work here."

Pan Bing: "Then you must have spent money to 'manage' it."

Mu Yi: "Don't mention this anymore. By the way, what have you been doing these years? I remember you stopped studying after graduating from elementary school."

Pan Bing: "Yes. Reading is really a pain in the head. For me, if I don't study, I can do whatever I want."

Mu Yi: "What can you do at such a young age?"

Pan Bing: "Yes. When I just graduated, I stopped reading. I just played at home all day long. But it was very boring even when I was playing. Everyone about my age was studying. I didn't study, so really

You can't find one to play with. You also know that my mother sells Douhua'er."

"Yes. The bean curd made by Madam Pan is so delicious. It's fragrant and tender, and the bean curd is watery and sweet."

"My mother asked me to learn how to make bean curds from her. You say it's funny or not. She said that if you learn this skill well, you won't be hungry in the future. She also said that beans can be used to make black beans. Grind the beans and you can make soy milk. Boil the soy milk.

You can make bean curds, and when the bean curds are old, you can make tofu. If the tofu cannot be sold, you can make stinky tofu. The bean dregs can also be fed to pigs. Nothing is wasted. Everything can be turned into money."

"Yes. This is indeed a good craft."

"It's so good. You don't know how hard it is to make bean curds. You get up early and wait until late at night. From day to night, you are either walking around the stove or carrying buckets. A bowl of bean curds only costs 50 cents. Your shoulders are worn out.

, my hands are sore, but I haven’t earned two dollars. This money is really hard to earn.”

Mu Yi also has the skill of making Dou Hua'er. However, his skill is purely for "entertainment". This is really a profession. If you do it every day, month, month, year, it will really make people collapse.

"Then if you don't make bean curds, you just play at home?"

"How is that possible? I went with someone to cross Chengdu."

"What's the big deal?"

Pan Bingbing smiled sheepishly. "I'm not afraid of making fun of you if I tell you. I'm just selling a crooked dish."

"So you made money?"

"I make a shitty amount of money. I am always on tenterhooks all day long, for fear of being caught by the police."

"Oh. Then what else have you done?"

"I even went to Dalian to try it."

"Oh. It's awesome. Dalian is a tourist city, so it should be fun, right?"

"What a joke. I went fishing with them on the sea."

"Then you can eat seafood comfortably."

"Don't ever bring me seafood. I feel like vomiting just thinking about it now. It's not a fucking life for human beings. You don't know. That boat is at least as big as three rooms in our house. But

Once it reaches the sea, it is too small. It can be said that it is like a small ant in the West Turtle River. It is not even a small ant. When the waves come, they are higher than the house. Even if there are no waves

, the boat is also rocking around all day long, and it will make your head dizzy. As long as you are on the boat, you will feel like a pregnant woman, wanting to vomit. Even on the shore, you can't walk steadily.

It's like being at sea, how should I put it? It's like being drunk."

"Isn't that true? You are afraid that you are bragging."

"Which son of a bitch would spare you?"

"All I see on TV is sunshine, beaches, and beautiful women." Mu Yi said teasingly.

"Those are all ignorant. You don't know how strong the sunshine is on the sea. You don't know the feeling of the sea breeze. I really can't stand it. Let me tell you, I think those real fishermen are better than us here.

The barbarians are still committing crimes. One or two of them are so black and black, and those faces of seventeen or eighteen years old look like they are in their thirties or forties. Those hands and feet are soaked to death by the sea water.

It is really a lot of hardships, and fishing is the hardest. You don’t know that once you get on the boat, the boat will be drifting on the sea for several months. That is simply not a life for human beings. So, no matter how much money you give me,

They don’t do it anymore.”

"Oh. Then what did you do when you came back?"

"When I came back, I learned how to have a haircut. It was really dirty. There were scum all over the hair. It took me two days to learn. Then I ran away. I went to Yunnan. I played football there for a few years.

I didn’t make any money, but I made a lot of money from my girlfriend.” When Pan Bingbing said this, his face couldn’t help but show some unforgettable expressions from the past.

Mu Yi looked at Pan Bingbing's somewhat exaggerated bragging performance and couldn't help but ask: "Then why are you driving a sports car again?"

"I've been wandering around in society for a long time, and I'm tired of running around. My family probably found me a wife to take care of this and that, but I beat her away. When she ran, I ran away too. In the end, she ended up in the sea.

Chang went to gamble and owed someone money, so they forced me to call home to get money to redeem him. My father picked up the money again before he got me back. Then he took me with him and followed him to his sports car.

Buckwheat."

"Have you really 'reformed'?"
Chapter completed!