Soon it was the Spring Festival. On the morning of the new year's day, Mei Zhonghua took Mei Xiaolei back to his hometown to show off on his newly bought motorcycle, while Li Mingyun and Mei Xiaoran rode a bicycle to celebrate the new year.

When the two women rushed back, the wheat field in front of meijiazhuang was very busy. There were many young people in the village who were looking for Mei Zhonghua to teach his nephews to ride motorcycles!

Eighty years ago, bicycles are not very common, not to mention motorcycles. They are even more enviable than driving cars in later generations.

"Uncle, let's ride your new motorcycle."

Several young people, you push me, I push you, want to try, but also some embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Who of you wants to ride a motorcycle? Come on, my uncle will teach you how to ride."

Mei Zhonghua was a generous man. When he returned to meijiazhuang, in front of his nephews, he was too excited to find the north.

Long before the Chinese new year, Mei Dashun and his brothers had already gone home to talk about uncle's purchase of motorcycles. After all, they all worked in uncle's engineering team. They knew more about uncle's purchase of motorcycles than anyone else. Therefore, on the first day of the first day of the new year, everyone in the village is waiting for Mei Zhonghua to come!

In fact, it's very easy to ride a motorcycle. As long as you remember to step on the inside door, the gas door and the brake, it's easy to operate.

However, the difficulty lies in the gas door.

If the accelerator is too strong, even people and cars will jump out.

This is not true. When Mei Ershun was riding a motorcycle, he stepped up the gas pedal. He saw the motorcycle "Hoo" and even the people with the car rushed out. Mei Ershun was so white with fear that he called uncle.

The more anxious he was, the more flustered he was. He had to step on the brake, but the accelerator was increased. No one could stop him, so he could only watch him rushing forward with the water running down to the front of the wheat straw pile.

"Oh, my God, I'm scared to death!"

If it hadn't been for rushing into the straw pile, Mei Ershun would not have let go of the gas, let alone stopped.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Li Mingyun almost fell off his bicycle. "Ran Ran Ran, your second brother, don't call something wrong. If something goes wrong, your uncle should not rush with your father."

"It should be all right? I'll go and have a look. "

When Mei Xiaoran saw this scene, she was also very scared. She was afraid that she would be scared, so she quickly rode forward.

By the time Mei Xiaoran arrived at the wheat field, Mei Ershun had already been pulled up by everyone. However, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up. It was easy to stand up. His legs were shaking like chaff.

"Look at Er Shun's advice."

Mei Zhonghua was both angry and funny. Holding his second nephew, he couldn't help asking, "Er Shun, are you ok?"

"Uncle, this motorcycle is so frightening. Just like the man eating tiger, it scared me to death."

Up to now, Mei Ershun's heart almost jumped out of fear. At this moment, he is still in a state of palpitation!

Mei Dashun said: "Ershun, look at you, uncle said, let's slow down the gas door, step on the brake, you don't listen to anything, you know to head forward, fortunately, there is a straw pile in front of you, otherwise you have to fall into the ditch."

"Don't tell me, brother. I'm scared to death now."

Mei Er Shun murmured unhappily, saying that he did not dare to touch the motorcycle any more. His action made everyone laugh.

At this time, Li Mingyun rushed over and nervously pulled Mei Ershun and asked, "Er Shun, have you hurt where?"

"No

Mei Ershun blushed with embarrassment. "At most, it's a bruise on the leg. It's OK."

Li Ming was angry at Mei Zhonghua, "you are really, the children have not been riding motorcycles, you do not say to watch closely, this all dare to let them dare to ride, this fortunately did not hurt people, how to do to hurt people?"

Mei Zhonghua was a little embarrassed and rubbed two big hands: "I didn't know the children were more unreliable than me."

"OK, don't let the children ride motorcycles any more. Have you finished the new year's greetings?"

Without waiting for Mei Zhonghua to answer, Mei Xiaolei said, "my father took me back and went to see my father. He didn't go to the village to pay a new year's visit."

On hearing this, Li Mingyun glared at Mei Zhonghua with anger, "hurry to take the children to new year's day. It's late at noon."

"I know, I know."

Now Mei Zhonghua did not dare to show off. He took Mei Xiaoran's brother and sister to each household to pay New Year's greetings.

In Zhongzhuang, I've been waiting for lunch like everybody else.

Li Mingyun originally wanted to go home with Mei Zhonghua, but saw that he was fascinated by chess, so he had to call on his two children to ride back.

It snowed heavily last winter. Although it is already the first day of the new year, the underground soil layer is still frozen very thick, and it is difficult to walk up and down the slope.Niang San came home from Wuli River. She was sweating all over the five mile road. She didn't feel cold when she got to the house.

The night before last, everyone stayed up late to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Now they were sleepy, so they opened the electric blanket and went to bed to sleep.

Although Li Mingyun was a little sleepy, she was delayed from watching Qiongyao's TV series last night. At the moment, the TV was being replayed. She said that she could not bear to miss anything more, so she insisted on watching TV.

After watching four episodes of TV, it's almost five o'clock in the afternoon. Mei Zhonghua hasn't come back yet.

Li Mingyun nests on the sofa for a while, thinking about waiting for Mei Zhonghua to come back and cook dinner.

Their family habit is that usually Mei Zhonghua doesn't cook, but on the first day of the new year's day, Mei Zhonghua usually cooks the dinner.

Although Mei Zhonghua always boasts that he is the best cook in the whole family, his level is really not so good However, on the night of the first day of the new year's day, as long as Mei Zhonghua cooks, the whole family still gives him a lot of face. The rainbow fart blows violently, which gives Mei a false impression. He really thinks that he is good at cooking. He usually takes the initiative to ask for a meal.

However, it's almost six o'clock, and Mei Zhonghua hasn't come back. Li Mingyun can't wait to cook first.

Everyone is full at noon, so we can have a simple meal in the evening. However, no matter how simple it is, we must make several dishes and bowls.

There are ready-made fried meatballs from Li Mingqin's home, and then cook a green vegetable, cut a plate of beef, cold mixed with a powder skin, which is a good meal.

Li Mingyun called up the two children when they finished the meal. They were three in a family, watching TV and having dinner.

Mei Xiaoran couldn't help asking, "why hasn't my father come back?"

Li Mingyun flattened his mouth and said unhappily, "it must be playing chess late. I'll come back after dinner."

"Even if I come back after dinner in my hometown, I should be home by now. It's seven o'clock."

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