Chapter 8: Returning Home
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
A green car smoked and broke into the Ancheng station at midnight.
There were not many people going down, and they walked along the bright platform for a while, and then turned down the steps, and when they turned around, it seemed that all the lights had been turned off, and it was pitch black.
An officer on duty carried a gas lamp to guide the passengers, and further away, there was still some light at the entrance of the station.
It was supposed to arrive in the evening, but the train broke down and was delayed for several hours.
Xu Fei was holding the small box, followed by the sleepy Chen Xiaoxu, the two of them were worried about how to go back, but as soon as they came out, they saw two black shadows lying in the square.
Chen Xiaoxu recognized it for a while and tried to call: "Dad?"
"Hey, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The black shadow moved forward, it was actually Xu Xiaowen and Chen's father, and they were still carrying bicycles. Xu Fei's heart warmed, and he hurriedly ran forward, "Dad, Uncle Chen, why are you here?"
"Can you not come, I don't see anyone waiting left and right, your mother has to ask me to go to the railway to ask, only then I know that the train is late." Lao Chen and I totaled, and there was no car in the middle of the night, so let's just wait here...... What did you buy, why do you still pack it in a box?"
"I bought two pots of flowers for my mom to grow. ”
"Huh?"
Xu Xiaowen opened his mouth and patted him on the shoulder, "What filial piety!"
Immediately, the two fathers drove the two children back, chatting all the way about what they had seen in the capital and the interview process. As soon as I heard that I had to keep the ticket, I laughed a few times, and I knew it.
The street was very quiet, the street lights were not so bright, and it was so dark that there was not even a dog.
About half an hour later, the two families parted at an intersection, Xu Xiaowen turned around again, and finally saw the familiar alley. But unlike in the past, today several houses are lit up and a group of people are arguing and shouting.
"Crunch!"
Xu Xiaowen had a pestle on his thigh, and stopped at the entrance of the alley to watch, "Isn't that Lao Wang's family, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong?"
Leaning on his father's back, Xu Fei, whose eyes were about to open, was awakened, and vaguely heard someone shouting, "Playing hooligan!" "Playing hooligan!"
Hooliganism???
Heck, if you say this, I won't be sleepy!
The goods stepped forward, only to see a shirtless middle-aged man half-paralyzed on the ground, with a bruised nose and swollen face after being beaten, a group of people pointing around, and a young man scolding: "Usually people look like dogs, and if you can do this at a young age, you are a criminal!"
At the same time, a delicate female voice came from the courtyard, "Woo woo...... Don't talk about it, it's a shame...... Woohoo......"
Xu Fei inquired and found out that Lao Wang was a carpenter, well-known in the neighborhood, and also lived in a miscellaneous courtyard. is in his forties, has never married a daughter-in-law, and it is said that he has never even touched a woman, and he has always been honest and quite responsible.
As a result, just now, the honest man slipped into the opposite door with the scissors and cut the pants of the little daughter-in-law - the little daughter-in-law was asleep on the kang, and the pants were also on the buttocks.
"But the old man is uneducated, and he goes to the world in one sentence!"
Xu Fei is magical, this kind of operation is simply fresh and refined, a proper hooliganism!
The father and son stretched their necks to see the excitement, and waited until the police arrived before reluctantly leaving. He peeked at the courtyard, the thinly dressed woman pear blossom with rain, indeed delicate, and the carpenter drooped his head and never said a word.
He couldn't help but sigh secretly, he could only blame it on the opening of the times, and human nature is constantly flying.
In fact, if you really want to talk about it, it's no different from the old pervert who sways around the street in a trench coat and brushes Rustine when he sees a beautiful girl.
are all products of sexual repression.
............
It's night.
Xu Fei was lying on the small bed in the outhouse, obviously very tired, but he couldn't sleep.
After coming here for more than a month, he not only felt the freshness and simplicity of this era, but also saw the rough and barbaric of this era.
Peasants, petty citizens, workers, intellectuals, and even the upper echelons of the leadership are like a can of flies that have been stuffed for a long time, and it is easy to see a glimmer of light, and they are both ready to move and frightened.
For example, Chen Xiaoxu, she may have gambled a lifetime of courage to sign up for Dream of Red Mansions, and she must play Lin Daiyu. But for myself, it's just an attempt at this stage.
If he remembers it well, the preparations for Dream of Red Mansions have lasted for more than a year, and it will not be until April next year that the first study class will be held in the Old Summer Palace, and filming will officially start in September.
It's only June, and I have almost a year to spare.
What to do?
It's impossible to go to work, it's impossible to go to work, he doesn't want to follow the Quyi troupe around, and he has no technical content at all.
In other words, the process of reform and opening up is to start with the countryside and then the cities.
At present, the rural areas are in the process of transitioning from the era of large collectives to the contract responsibility system for joint production, and the living standards of some peasants have markedly improved and achieved remarkable results, and the focus of reform has shifted to the cities and towns.
Those factories and enterprises are still mainly state-owned, and self-employed, petty traders and small workshops are also recognized, but the state has always been ambiguous about private enterprises.
The central government's policy is that "it is not advisable to advocate, not to publicize publicly, and not to rush to ban it." In fact, it is tacit approval, but not encouragement.
In fact, the private sector struggled throughout the '80s, and it was only in the early '90s that it began to grow rapidly. There is only one profession that is the most popular in these years, and I am a master!
Because after a while, the state will introduce a very critical policy, the dual-track price system.
The so-called dual-track system is the coexistence of unified pricing and market pricing, in which the same commodity is divided into two types, planned and unplanned, which are sold at a lower price within the plan and sold at the market price outside the plan.
This created plenty of space for the inverted master, and anything like cement, steel, televisions, sewing machines, oil, everything could be turned upside down, so that the first batch of crony capital in China was created.
The fallen master is either an official or an official relationship, the background must be hard, and the network must be wide, otherwise he can't afford it.
For example, Mu Zhong, who has just debuted, will buy a batch of copper clocks from a factory in Shancheng at a low price this year, and then sell them to the magic capital at a high price, and then he will enter it due to speculation......
However, the above is the general environment of the entire era, and the specific situation is really uncertain at the moment. The policy above will be loose, tight, soft, and hard, and the waves are always changing, and there is no pressure to count.
"It seems that this year is cracking down on crimes in the economic field, and I don't know ......if it's over."
Xu Fei recalled the newspaper he read a while ago, but he didn't get any useful news. I definitely can't touch the level of the fallen master, just a small fight, and safety is guaranteed. So I went around and came back again, what were you doing?
He looked at the dark ceiling, and he didn't feel sleepy, so he simply jumped out of bed.
I listened to the door, and there was a slight snoring sound from inside, so I took an old lamp, found a pen and paper, and covered it with a quilt. With the dim light, Xu Fei sketched on the paper, and soon completed the strange design drawings.
"Although people are poor now, they are not as poor as they imagined......"
He bit his pencil and was a little apprehensive, "Girls, don't let me down!"
(Friendship book "Wild Entertainment")