Rebirth of the Wild Age

On the night of Shenghai at the end of December, the temperature seemed a bit cold, but the lively atmosphere diminished all discomfort.

Chen Tao stepped on a pair of long leather boots, wearing a knee-length coat, pacing slowly in the pocket of his hand-printed clothes. She looked around and said in surprise, "Hey, there were many tricycles in Shenghai last time. Why didn't you see any of them today?"

"Affected the city appearance, was banned." Song Weiyang laughed.

"I still want to take a tricycle with you to see the night scene." Chen Tao felt very sorry.

In the first half of this year, Shenghai still had more than 40,000 tricycles. One type is a tricycle driven by a disabled person, the other is an undocumented tricycle driven by a foreigner, and the other is a tricycle for released prisoners painted with a yellow mark. Especially in the 1998 wave of layoffs, many local laid-off workers in Shenghai also chose to drive tricycles to make ends meet, and basically they did not get a license plate.

This presents a very troublesome traffic hazard, and it also affects the image of Shenghai International Metropolis. The relevant departments have achieved little effect every year in remediation.

Not long ago, Shenghai held the annual meeting of wealth, and then celebrated the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People’s Republic of China?

All at once!

All departments cooperate at the same time to assist the disabled, laid-off workers, and those released after serving their sentences to re-employ. A freight company is also specially set up to distribute freight photos in the urban area, so that the three-wheeled trucks can be turned into small trucks or vans. As an excellent company, Xifeng Company also helped to arrange part of it, and recruited as regional deliverymen nearby.

"Hey, there are three rounds of manpower over there!" Chen Tao said happily.

Well, the government is cracking down on motor tricycles, and manpower tricycles are not within the scope of the ban. This is a fish slipping through the net. It is not that the government is ineffective, but that there are very few human tricycles. Whoever has mobility would choose to use pedals.

Song Weiyang helped Chen Tao get into the car. The owner was a 40-year-old man and asked with a smile, "Where are you two?"

"Just stroll around." Song Weiyang said.

Chen Tao said, "Go to the Bund. Don't kick too fast, just walk slowly."

The owner was overjoyed and felt that it was worth it to make this trip today. The two young people in the car had money at first glance, and they didn't talk about the fare, but let them stroll slowly. Afterwards, weren't they just casual car owners shouting prices?

"The two are foreigners who come to travel? Do you need me to introduce the attractions?" The owner said very graciously.

"No need." Chen Tao leaned against Song Weiyang, blowing the cold night wind, half-squinting her eyes to see the night scene, she felt very comfortable like this.

After the tricycle started, although the speed was slow, it still brought a cold wind.

Song Weiyang took off his scarf, put it on Chen Tao's neck, and said, "Be careful not to catch a cold."

Chen Tao wrapped half of the scarf around Song Weiyang's neck, leaving the remaining half on her body, and said with a smile, "one and half."

The tricycle swayed to the Bund, where it was even more lively. From time to time, you could see foreign devils roaming the night for fun, and there was even loud music-open-air karaoke from farther away.

Chen Tao pointed to the other side of the river, "Last time I came to Shenghai, Jinmao Building was still slowly being repaired, and it was already open for business in a blink of an eye."

"Yes, time flies so fast." Song Weiyang said.

The Jinmao Building in 1999 is simply outstanding, because the surrounding area is full of low-rise residential buildings and construction sites, which can be seen at a glance several kilometers away.

Chen Tao suddenly shouted, "Master, stop!"

Song Weiyang didn't ask the car money, and directly took out 100 yuan "No need to find it, thank you."

"No thanks, no thanks." The owner's face smiled into a flower.

Chen Tao took Song Weiyang to the riverside and leaned on the railing and said, "It would be fine if it snowed now. Snowflakes are flying in the thousands of lights. We are walking against the snowflakes. That scene must be very romantic!"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Next year's New Year's Eve, I will accompany you in the northern city, and I will definitely see snowflakes."

"That's OK, I want to make a snowman." Chen Tao was very happy tonight, as if she had become a teenage girl again.

At this moment, a young girl ran over, took a camera and said, "Um, can you help take a picture?"

"Of course." Song Weiyang said.

"This is a point-and-shoot camera, you can just press the shutter." The young girl was afraid that Song Weiyang wouldn't be able to take pictures, she specifically exhorted, and then quickly ran back to her original position, hugging a handsome young man more than scissors.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Song Weiyang turned into a photographer, constantly instructing the two to change positions, and soon reimbursed the other for half of the film.

When the couple left, Chen Tao smiled and said, "Let's take a few photos too."

"Okay." Song Weiyang said, holding Chen Tao's hand.

A photographer wearing a military coat was sitting in front of a roadside stall. Seeing them coming, he immediately said, "Take a picture and take pictures in three days."

"Can you take it today?" Chen Tao asked.

The photographer said, "Then you have to bring your own Polaroid camera."

Song Weiyang took out 100 yuan, "Replace the film with a new one, and we will wash it ourselves."

"Not enough, ten yuan for a photo, a roll of film can shoot three or four hundred yuan." The photographer said.

"Are you stealing money?" Chen Tao said with a smile.

"Cross-century, everything is expensive these days," the photographer said.

Song Weiyang is already the second richest man in China, and he is still in the mood to care about with the hawkers, and then he took out 100 yuan and said, "200 yuan, if you want to shoot or not, we can't change another house."

"Forget it, anyway, you develop the film yourself, just as I give you a discount." The photographer said with a smile.

Chen Tao immediately snuggled into Song Weiyang's arms and said, "Let's get started."

After one shot was taken, Song Weiyang hugged Chen Tao from behind and taught her to compare hearts together in front of her chest. After the filming became more intimate, Chen Tao completely let go, and finally even hugged and kissed and fed the photographer's full belly of dog food.

Chen Tao carefully collected the film, and dragged Song Weiyang around, stopping in front of an open-air karaoke stall.

The stall was already full of people. A couple of young people were singing love songs to each other. The cardboard next to it was written "A song 30 yuan, 100 yuan to sing four songs". Sure enough, the price of everything has gone up these days.

"You go to pay the bill." Chen Tao is a little princess today, only in charge of command.

Song Weiyang handed in 100 yuan, but he still had to wait in line. The two were not impatient, and stood by and listened quietly, smiling and applauding when others finished singing.

But soon they couldn't laugh anymore. Some middle-aged men and women sang to death. The song "Holding Hands" made Su Rui stunned and out of tune and ran into outer space. Most of the tourists around the karaoke booth disappeared in an instant, making the stall owner a little regretful for accepting the money from the two people.

Finally it was Song Weiyang and the others. Chen Tao asked, "Boss, do you have the tape for "Those Flowers"?"

"No, that song is too unpopular." The stall owner said.

Song Weiyang pointed to the guitar that no one had used all the time and said, "I'll accompany it."

Song Weiyang learned the basic chord technique of the guitar from Nie Jun in the bedroom, and later learned from Lin Zhuoyun, and now he can barely grasp it~www.wuxiamtl.com~ That piece of laughter reminds me of my flowers Son, quietly drove for me in every corner of my life. I thought I would stay by her forever. Today we have left and are in a huge crowd..."

Song Weiyang accompanies it quietly, and Chen Tao hums softly. Although both are amateurs, the effect of outdoor singing is exceptional. After a song was sung, there was applause around, and some people even asked what it was.

Chen Tao sang more and more vigorously, and said to the stall owner, "Boss, "Dear Beloved"!"

Song Weiyang's facial muscles twitched, and he subconsciously thought of a certain advertisement-washing is healthier.

"Microphone, catch it!" Chen Tao threw it away, frightening the stall owner to catch it.

After singing the four songs, there are four again, and the people at the back of the row are urging, and Chen Taocai pulls Song Weiyang away comfortably. After shopping for a long time, ran to eat supper, each half drunk, and finally returned to Chen Tao's house in a taxi.

"I'm so happy today!" Chen Tao took off his boots and threw his coat on the sofa.

Song Weiyang said, "You go take a shower first, I will pour you a glass of water, and drink water to sober up after the shower."

"I'm not drunk and don't take a bath," Chen Tao said with a little rogue, flushed face and spring eyes, hooking Song Weiyang's neck, "Don't talk, kiss me!"

Song Weiyang was also three-point drunk. He buried his head and kissed him, hugged him in the living room for several minutes, and finally hugged Mr. Tao who was disheveled and went to the bedroom.

"What are you looking for?"

"You prepared a cover before, where did you put it?"

"There is no time to buy it, don't wear it tonight."

"Oh."

"Hurry up, I want it!"

"..."

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