This is a portrayal of experience and life, and it does not belong to the story, but we also have to show the plot of the story, Ning Meng is somewhat contradictory, in short, this novel is a true portrayal of Ning Meng, and there is no falsehood, I hope you readers will give you support and understanding.

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Just after the Spring Festival in 1998, the railway station of Laha, a small town under the jurisdiction of QQHE City, HLJ Province, in the northeast of the People's Republic of China, near the border.

A red brick house covering an area of only a few hundred square meters stands in the wind and snow, and the crowd in front of the door is surging, without losing the busyness of the train station.

Passengers, please prepare your tickets"K2301 is about to start check-in, please prepare your tickets and get on the bus immediately".

It is the peak of the Spring Festival, and even the train station in this small town is already crowded and crowded.

A young man wearing a sky blue suit, between one meter and seven or eight meters tall, thin, handsome, angular-edged face, eyebrows tightly locked, faintly expressed a sad and complex emotion, I saw him get on K2301 with the flow of people, this is the first trip in his life.

The train rolled by, and the young man in the suit "Dong Shuqiang" looked dull, sitting on the seat blankly and watching the green train whistling by outside the window. The train left this familiar hometown, and he left his experiences behind.

Sitting in the train, "Dong Shuqiang" looked at the familiar scene that was gradually moving away, and felt very helpless and sad, although the body had gradually faded away, but the past experience was like a movie, replaying in his mind one by one.

"Dong Shuqiang, born in 1980 in a group of Zhicheng Village, Tongyi Town, ZH City, his family was quite wealthy when he was a child, and he was a 10,000-yuan family in the village, although the savings were less than 10,000 yuan, but there was almost the same, and his life was quite stable."

Dong Shuqiang's father Dong Guohai is an alcoholic but has a national high school diploma, although he is not tall but his appearance is okay, he was a handsome guy at the time, with his own education Dong Guohai was still good in the society at that time, although they are all farming, but he knows that buying agricultural machinery to serve the villagers can also earn more extra money.

In the winter of 1988, in the icy and snowy north, in the vast and empty village, the heavy snow buried a meter deep of dozens of houses in Zhicheng Village, and the streets were shoveled out by the villagers to a long corridor leading to each house, and the northwest blew on the telephone poles to make a "buzzing" howl, indicating the cruelty here.

The village is divided into three rows, north, south and center, and smoke rises from outside an earthen house in the middle at about 2 a.m., a sign that the indoor stove has risen.

Dong Shuqiang was wearing a heavy cotton jacket and cotton pants, and was happily holding a 14-inch black and white peony TV set and asking curious questions.

Dong Guohai kindly sat on the kang and explained this "high-tech product" to his son, he was very proud in his heart, because the whole village also bought this TV set for him, and there was no other home.

Daddy, is this Kaha?

This is the TV, you can see the story in it, and tomorrow Dad will put an antenna on you, and you will be able to watch it, you know?

Oh......

So what should I watch? How can anyone watch this thing? Dad, I heard that "Journey to the West" and "Jigong" are now on TV, can you watch them?

OK........................

Father and son had a stove and sat on the kang and talked about the TV all the time.

In the summer of that year, when Dong Shuqiang was going to school uprightly, he walked into the school with his schoolbag on his back and went to and from school on time every day.

One day at noon, her mother Bi Xiulan was drying potato chips in the yard, leaving them for the winter, looking at the dry goods in the yard, there were shredded beans, eggplants, red peppers, and the potato slices in her hand did not know where to put them, and suddenly looked up and saw that the roof of her flour grinding machine room was free, and made a decision, and then passed through the high-voltage line little by little, and put the potato chips on the roof.

Dong Shuqiang came back from school and saw that his mother was working, he happily went over to help, and Bi Xiulan didn't stop it, because this matter was not once or twice, she knew the child's temperament.

After the two of them successfully lined up on the roof with a basket of potato chips, Bi Xiulan said to Dong Shuqiang: You just wait for me here, don't come down, that high-voltage line is dangerous, don't "electricity" you.

Well, mom, go down, I'm playing here.

Bi Xiulan nodded and went back to work alone, but Dong Shuqiang was wandering around the roof, waiting and waiting, and the impatient Dong Shuqiang wanted to go down to see why his mother hadn't come yet?

But the eaves were so high that he could not go down, and when he turned to the side, he saw a small house, which, though with three lines, should be able to go down. He didn't consider whether the three wires were electrified, he leaned down directly and grabbed a wire in one hand and was about to go down.

Although the speed was fast and consistent, when he touched the wire, he only felt like he was flying into the sky, and his body felt like he was flying.

In fact, Dong Shuqiang's hands were bounced off when they touched the wire, which was the reason why the lower part of his body was not grounded, and if it was grounded, it would not be bounced off but killed.

Dong Shuqiang woke up from the ground, as soon as he stood still, he felt that his body was like a thousand insects eating bones, and he didn't know where the pain was unbearable.

He could only keep changing the position that suited him, and finally found that he could only land on his toes or heels, otherwise he would suffer himself, so he adjusted a suitable position and walked indoors, trying to find help from his parents.

Dong Shuqiang, who was on tiptoe, staggered indoors, his mother was loading the potato chips cut by his father, turned his head and asked with a smile: "You come down Gaha, Qiangzi, don't stay on the top."