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Chapter 137 1 Welcome brother Lao Mu out of prison

The car climbed along the highway on the plateau, and the snow on the road was as snowy as pancakes. Every year after winter, the snow in Xi'an always comes very late, and it was very uncomfortable at the beginning. It was only around the Spring Festival that it would be
After a few serious events, auspicious snow indicates a good harvest.
Lao Mu has repeatedly abandoned the old and established the new ones in the Second Supervision Repair Factory, turning the waste into treasure, saving a lot of money for the repair factory and has several technological innovations. In addition, he performed well after being imprisoned and was eventually given a two-month reduction in sentence.
, released in advance. Zhuo Yang, Jiushan and Haiyang brothers took the initiative to volunteer to Lao Mu's parents, took the new clothes and pants that his aunt had packed, and rushed to Bailuyuan.
Jiushan went to complete the registration procedures, and the three of them waited outside the iron gate of the Second Prison. After a short while, the iron gate 'bang' and someone inside said, "Let's go, someone is waiting for you outside."
”Then, Lao Mu walked out.
Nothing changed, it's still so thin. Wearing an old cotton military coat, my hair is not much longer than the hair of a hard cloth shoe brush. Lao Mu held a net bag in one hand, inside it was a jar such as a washbasin, towels, and teeth jars, and the other hand was carrying
Bundled bed rolls.
Lao Mu stood outside the iron gate and grinned at the three brothers.
"Damn, this animal still remains so slim at all figures." Zhuo Yang said to Jiushan: "Jiushan, you said that with your practice now, can one punch penetrate his sternum?"
"Half a punch is enough!" said Jiushan.
"You are so powerful, we should have come last night." Haiyang said: "You can rob the prison."
Lao Mu grinned even bigger and smiled brightly: the three animals were still the same.
The four men hugged each other tightly, and the iron door behind them closed with a 'bang'.
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The car winds down the outside of the plateau. The road conditions are not very good. There is still snow on the roadbed, so Zhuo Yang drives very slowly. Lao Mu takes the cigarette handed over from the ocean and smokes two in a row. Next to the road is the edge of the plateau.
, deep grooves and shallow ravines crisscross.
"Zhuo Yang, park the car." Lao Mu said.
What are you doing? Zhuo Yang was wondering, but he leaned against the side of the road and stopped. Lao Mu walked out of the car without saying a word, opened the trunk, took out the net bag and bedding roll and took it out.
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Lao Mu carried the things to the edge of the deep ditch beside the road.
Taking a deep breath, "I'll go, fuck you!" Lao Mu shouted, swung his arms hard, and the net bag and quilt were thrown out and fell to the bottom of the ditch.
‘Bangli Bang’ the jars and jars were rolling and crawling happily all the way, and the sound gradually faded away. The three brothers looked at Lao Mu with their mouths open in the car.
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The four of them first came to a bathing center that had just opened (note: vegetarian restaurant), accompanied Lao Mu to steam and soak, and then steam and soak it again after rubbing. It was a good handful of bad luck. It was washed dry from top to bottom.
After cleaning, Lao Mu changed everything from inside to outside to new clothes. With pure Meibang, it was branded, and even his shoes were endless. The old clothes were filled with garbage baskets.
On the sidewalk next to the road outside the door, an elderly beggar was lying on the ground-heating manhole cover to keep warm. The military coat he was wearing was taken off for him before entering the door.
In the compartment of the hot pot restaurant, the table was already in a mess, and the four people were sweating. Lao Mu, who had not eaten much chili pepper, stopped the attempt to order the bottom of the mandarin duck pot, insisted on using the authentic spicy pot, and asked the lobby that there was
There is no perverted spicy food. After all, Lao Mu did not do anything that both brothers and gods were angry. Zhuo Yang, Jiushan, and the ocean are fine. The three of them are foodies who are not spicy and happy. Lao Mu has two thin lips now
It was both erect and red, just like a woman wearing heavy makeup.
"Excited, satisfying!" Lao Mu poured two big lipsticks and started smoking. "Zhuo Yang, are you carrying that jade ring? Let me see."
Zhuo Yang asked Haiyang to touch the Qing Qianlong green ring that was walking through the back door for Lao Mu. He was returned to Haiyang by the three thieves' father. After Zhuo Yang came back, Haiyang returned it to him. Zhuo Yang had never thought about how to deal with this.
The thing was in his coat pocket. Zhuo Yang took out a jade ring from the coat hanging on the coat hook and handed it to Lao Mu.
Lao Mu took it and looked over and over again, then raised his head to look at Zhuo Yang: "Give it to me."
"You take it." Zhuo Yang waved his hand and didn't raise his head and then competed with the thousand-layer belly on the chopsticks. This thing is very troublesome, which is very troublesome.
Lao Mu put the jade ring into the pocket of his down jacket. He could see the pepper skin on his front teeth even when he opened his mouth. When he smiled, his plump lips became more sexy.
Jiushan raised his head from the smokey water vapor: "I want to have another plate of brainwash, who will eat it?"
"A beast, animal." Haiyang leaned against the back of the sofa, unable to bend his waist: "Let me soak a pot of Ziyangqing, and I will eat."
"You drink the most beer. Look at Jiushan, there are many chickens, drink less and eat more, and beer takes up too much belly." Zhuo Yang said to Haiyang vaguely.
"Hey, this is reasonable. In the future, whenever I eat hot pot, I will never drink beer. Guy, I will have a bottle of Xifeng Guohua Porcelain."
The ocean is just a word, and since then he is indeed more in love with white wine and gradually embarks on the path of the cultivation of the God of Baccarat.
Lao Mu looked at the three brothers with a smile. He didn't know if the indoor heating was too high or the hot pot water vapor was too strong, so his eyes were a little hazy.
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After another plate of Naohua and a single portion of garlic paste fell into her stomach, Jiushan came to an end: "If you don't eat enough, how can you have the strength to drink?" He dries the white wine in the glass in front of him.
"Old Mu, what are your plans?" Zhuo Yang asked.
"I've learned how to repair cars by hand, anyway... it's okay. After the New Year, I plan to go to my uncle's place. He has a car repair shop in Beijing, so I want to go over and take a look first." Lao Mu's uncle was in his early years.
The car soldiers were restored and were assigned to a transportation company to work as a cargo driver for many years. Later, state-owned enterprises were laid off and diverted. My uncle relied on his good skills in repairing cars. After he was laid off, he started working as a repair stall in a small period of time. In ten years, he gradually developed into a "one"
A car repair shop of about ten people.
"Good Beijing, I'm close to me. I can go to you when I look back." Jiushan continued the topic. Their troops were indeed not far from the capital; "I will go back to the army in two days, you
I will come to Beijing after the New Year and say it to me.”
"Okay, let's go back to Beijing and get together again."
Haiyang suddenly remembered: "Oh, by the way. I made an appointment with a ball tomorrow, and it was still the same group of people as before, and I was at the venue of our school tomorrow. I heard that you are back, one of them is more comfortable than the other promised..."
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With a slight drunkenness, Lao Mu knocked on the door.
The whole family is here, father, mother, sister and brother-in-law are all sitting in the living room.
"Dad, mom..."
Chapter completed!
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