On the first day of classes, some textbooks were distributed at the correspondence station, and then the first lesson of the new school year began.

There is only one stove in the classroom, and the fire is not burning, and the students in the front row are fine, but the sitting ones will feel a little cold.

However, everyone's concentration on learning is still commendable, just rubbing their hands when it's cold, and continuing to carefully record the main points of the teacher.

After class at nine o'clock in the evening, Duan Yun drove Cheng Qingyan home.

The sky was full of snowflakes, and Duan Yun's car slowed down and drove in the direction of the factory.

Turning an intersection, there was a sudden noisy sound in front of him, Duan Yun looked at it and found that in front of a hotel on the side of the road in front of him, the two groups of people seemed to be pushing each other for something.

The next moment, a young man wearing a gray cotton jacket and a fur hat desperately crossed the road in front of him, and behind him, seven or eight young men with bricks and kitchen knives were in hot pursuit.

Seeing a group of people crossing the road in front of him, Duan Yun had no choice but to stop temporarily.

Under the street lamp, several bricks drew parabolas in the air, whistling and flying towards the fur youth.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, one of the half-headed bricks hit the back of the young man in the fur hat, and after shaking twice, he hit his head on a telephone pole on the side of the road.

The red blood immediately splattered, and Duan Yun could see the blood on the pole from afar.

"Ahh

Cheng Qingyan, who was sitting in the back row, couldn't help but exclaim when she saw this scene.

"Close your eyes!" Duan Yun frowned, and after shouting to the back, he turned the head of the car violently and drove towards the dirt road on the other side.

"Stop!"

"You XX hurry up and stop Lao Tzu!!"

Seeing that the red-eyed youths behind him were running towards him again, Duan Yun stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and quickly left this intersection.

After the car drove far away from that intersection, Duan Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the first time Duan Yun has seen such a bad group fight.

Although there were also injured people on both sides in the group brawl incident that Duan Yun participated in last time, the people on both sides were old fritters, and the attack was severe, although many people were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, but because most of them used their fists to move bricks, they did not cause any serious injuries.

But just now, Duan Yun saw with his own eyes that almost everyone in the gang had a kitchen knife, and after the leather hat was injured, someone went up and cut him with a knife, which was a bit too cruel.

In fact, Duan Yun can now gradually feel that the public security environment in Daxing is deteriorating rapidly, and he has also heard that there are often a large number of thieves on Daxi Street, and robberies on the street also occur occasionally, which is almost rare in the past.

The reason for this is also very simple, that is, in the late 70s, the number of unemployed young people in China exceeded 20 million. Most of these unemployed youths are fine, but a small number of them have formed a series of gangs and organizations for various reasons.

In addition, the deterioration of the social security situation was related to the economic recovery at that time, the income gap began to widen, and the psychological imbalance of some people.

In addition to this, other types of cases are frequent. For the public security organs, they are facing a lot of pressure.

At that time, young women were afraid to go out at night and also to be careful when going out during the day, and people did not dare to wear watches, rings and other items when they went out because they were prone to robbery. Even in some relatively remote sections, officers and men of the army or public security officers and police officers will even be provoked by hooligans.

Therefore, in 1983, in order to ensure that the masses live and work in peace and contentment, to achieve stable economic development, and to put an end to the abnormal phenomenon of "good people are afraid of bad people," the country began its first large-scale strike-hard campaign.

In fact, the standard of "three years, three campaigns" was adopted for the strike hard at that time, but the intensity of the first strike hard in 1983 was quite large, and it was also the most impressive, especially the public trial during the strike hard period, in which a series of criminal acts of criminals were first read out, and then the verdict was read out. Under normal circumstances, tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of people will watch each trial meeting, which has played a role in deterring and educating people, so that by the end of '83 and the entire mid-to-late '80s, there has been a marked improvement in domestic security.

The country officially began to crack down in August 83, and now the public security situation in Daxing City is still not optimistic.

After going around in a big circle, Duan Yun finally sent Cheng Qingyan home without danger.

Cheng Qingyan still felt a little frightened until she got out of the car.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Cheng Qingyan's somewhat frightened look, Duan Yun asked with a slight frown.

"It's fine. Cheng Qingyan took two steps, and her legs were a little weak.

This is the first time Cheng Qingyan has seen such a bloody scene, she is not very bold, and she is a little too frightened to see such a fierce scene, so she has not completely eased up until now.

Cheng Qingyan slowly walked forward a few steps, but when she reached the dark unit entrance, she turned her head to look at Duan Yun with a help-seeking eye, and said, "Can you send me upstairs......

"Absolutely. Duan Yun said and walked to Cheng Qingyan's side.

There was no light in the corridor, Duan Yun and Cheng Qingyan walked up the stairs one after the other, but when they were halfway through, Cheng Qingyan suddenly grabbed Duan Yun's hand.

Feeling Cheng Qingyan's slippery and somewhat cold palm, Duan Yun's heart couldn't help but move.

In these days, girls are very conservative, men and women have to be sneaky when they get a partner, and it is normal for lovers to hold hands on the street in later generations, but in this era, if you dare to do this, you will be arrested as a hooligan.

Of course, Duan Yun also knew that Cheng Qingyan would hold his hand because he was afraid.

With the faint moonlight at the entrance of the building, Duan Yun sent Cheng Qingyan to the door of his house.

"Click. Just as Duan Yun was about to leave, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Cheng Qingyan's door opened, and it was Cheng Changlin who stood at the door.

It turned out that Cheng Changlin was smoking on the veranda just now, waiting for his daughter to come back from school, and after seeing her come out of Duan Yunche and enter the unit, he came to open the door.

And when Cheng Changlin saw that Duan Yun's hand and his daughter were pulling together, his face suddenly sank.

"Ah......" Cheng Qingyan reacted quickly, her pretty face turned red, and she immediately let go of Duan Yun's hand and said, "It's already snowing lightly on the road today, but fortunately, Duan Yun drove me back......"

"Well, let's get home. Cheng Changlin motioned for his daughter to enter the house.

"Goodbye!" Cheng Qingyan smiled and waved her hand at Duan Yun.

"...... again"

"Bump!"

Before Duan Yun could say hello to Cheng Qingyan, the door had already been closed by Cheng Changlin, who had a gloomy face.

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