Wan Feng immediately wrote a reply letter to Luan Feng, and wrote thousands of words freely, and it is estimated that Luan Feng will be dizzy after reading it.

More than ten days after the letter was sent, Luan Feng's letter came again, and compared with the capacity of Wan Feng's seven or eight pages of stationery, Luan Feng's letter was a dry page.

Writing a letter must be a more difficult thing for Luan Feng than having a child.

In the correspondence between the two, the Spring Festival of '83 came quietly.

The Spring Festival has not changed much from the previous Spring Festival, in this area of Dalinzi, people wear new clothes are still forward clothes, the color is still blue and green, the food has not changed much, and the firecrackers are more than a double lamp.

It's about the same as two kicks, lit with a bang, two balls, one red and one green, up to the sky, and then silently.

Far from the twin lights of the later generations, there are still two rings in the sky.

The rest really didn't change in Wan Feng's memory.

The flowers are similar every year, but the flowers are different from year to year.

Although the changes are not big, the changes are still obvious, and the biggest change is that CCTV launched the first New Year's Gala.

At that time, except for the thunderous news broadcast, the rest of the TV programs were not rich, and programs like the gala were even rarer.

Sometimes it is very unusual for two people wearing long shirts to say cross talk on TV.

It was in this context that the CCTV Spring Festival Gala of August 3 entered thousands of households like a thunderclap on the ground, and it became an instant hit with a very long time, rich programs and novel ways for the Chinese people at that time.

Although the host is very amateur and the program arrangement is chaotic and monotonous, this cannot stop it from becoming popular.

Since the beginning of this year, the Spring Festival Gala has become an uninterrupted ultra-long series on Spring Festival TV every year, and it has been performed for more than 30 years.

At that time, because of the constraints of conditions, almost all the people on the stage were lip-syncing, which was understandable at the time, but it was also a very bad start, so that those shameless artists in the entertainment industry obviously had high-tech means to support it.

There are not many people watching TV tonight in Wan Feng's family, and the number of TV sets in 42 this year has also increased significantly, and now it has almost reached the proportion of one TV for every three households.

Therefore, only Jin Xingbin's family watched TV at Wanfeng's house.

Lao Jin's goods are blind all year round, and he can't even afford a TV, Wan Feng remembers that until his family left Forty-two, his house didn't have a TV.

If this Layue takes him up to the mountains to hunt, maybe his family will have a TV set now.

It's a big deal that he gave his family one.

Zhao Zhongxiang, who was still young, came out to open with a green face, and said some riddles without pulling or pulling, and then after a one-minute cartoon, the first Spring Festival Gala officially began.

When others can't blink their eyes, Wan Feng is extremely uncomfortable, except for the panda who can blow the trumpet, he is very depressed.

Especially the cross talk actor who promoted family planning, Wan Feng was embarrassed.

As far as the level of cross talk he said, Wan Feng didn't understand why he dared to tear apart Guo Daxia, who had risen in Jinmen, more than 20 years later?

There are also those Peking Operas, the Peking Opera of the Spring Festival Gala in 83 is a section on the left and a section on the right, there are about four or five sections, and the time is still very long.

Wan Feng didn't understand why an opera that was probably only loved by people in the capital occupied such a large proportion of the Spring Festival Gala every year?

Fortunately, there are countless TV programs that can be swapped in later generations, otherwise this would not be depressed.

Before you know it, it's time to turn purple.

Wan Feng bought a lot of firecrackers, but he didn't have much to think about.

My father and brother were having a good time this time, their hands were frozen and hooked, and they ran out to warm up in the house for a while, and then ran out happily to put it, and they were very happy.

Wan Feng didn't go out to put it, and sat on the kang to give out red envelopes to his sister and mother.

The mother's red envelope is ten pieces of ten yuan, and the sister's red envelope is one piece of ten yuan.

This time Wan Fang was unhappy, she thought that she had little money in the red envelope, and clamored for another one.

When it's a beer with another bottle, there's no more for this thing.

In the past, Luan Feng would come to this set, she didn't come again but another, a red envelope can no longer satisfy her appetite, she always has to take several red envelopes with her face, but this year...

Wan Feng was in a trance for a while, and suddenly he felt ruthless, and after sending the red envelope, he went back to the hut to sleep.

In previous years, when he was with Luan Feng, he still had the idea of keeping the New Year, but this year, there are only one person left, and he doesn't have the idea of keeping the New Year, and he doesn't even keep the New Year.

February 13th, 27th 15th.

After the fifteenth day of the first month, it will be time to start school.

It's the second semester of the eighth grade, and this half semester has to be completed anyway, and at least you have to have a junior high school diploma.

But whether to go to high school after junior high school Wan Feng was a little hesitant.

He was facing three high schools at the time.

is located in a key high school in Bei'an, no need to ask if it has nothing to do with him, he can't be admitted at all.

The second is the No. 2 Middle School in Wuxian County, which is an ordinary high school, if Wan Feng works a little harder, it is not difficult to be admitted to the general high school.

But it doesn't matter much if you go any further.

Wan Feng definitely thought that he couldn't pass the university entrance examination, and the university at that time was a serious army crossing a single-plank bridge, and if he was admitted, he was admitted, and if he couldn't pass the exam, he couldn't pass the exam.

If you are admitted to Pingchuan, you can't go home to farm, and there is no messy technical school for you to mix diplomas.

Wan Feng didn't think he could be admitted to university, and he didn't have that ambition.

The last choice for him was a vocational high school.

The vocational high school was founded by the Red Bianjiang Farm itself, founded in 79 years, and the location is located in the headquarters of the Red Bianjiang Farm, which is a small five families, in the upper reaches of the Longjiang River, fifty or sixty miles away from Sijitun.

Although the Ministry of Education recognizes academic qualifications and diplomas, they are quite formal.

In Wan Feng's words, good people will learn badly in this school, and bad students will learn even worse.

By the time Wan Feng entered this school, this school was the fourth since its opening.

The first class of this school was quite formal, but in the second and third sessions, it began to smoke and miasma.

The reason why Wanfeng chose this school in this life is mainly because it is relatively close to the Heihe River, and it can be reached by passenger boat in three hours from Xiaowujiazi along the Longjiang River to the north.

In winter, it's only two hours by bus.

In the past three years of high school, he has to make several important people in Heihe and collect some goods.

This is probably the only plausible reason why he went to this high school in his life.

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