Zhang Jiaming finally thinks that it is not strange that Lu Xiaokun finally became the eldest brother in society, it is not wrong to see the old man at the age of three, the reason why he looked away is because he did not find the truest side of his heart, and was often blinded by their illusions, if there was no big drama today, Zhang Jiaming would still be surprised by Lu Xiaokun's future life trajectory.

"Xiaokun, you were a little ruthless just now, aren't you afraid to beat him up?" Zhang Jiaming asked tightly around Lu Xiaokun's shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'm measured, I expect him to block it with his schoolbag, if he doesn't block it, I won't use so much strength." Lu Xiaokun also hugged Zhang Jiaming's waist hard.

Zhang Jiaming and Lu Xiaokun climbed each other's shoulders and walked home laughing, intimate, like conjoined children.

Lu Xiaokun is still very simple, and some of his words are also very naïve, in order to find a common language, Zhang Jiaming also had to lower his IQ and find some interesting topics to talk to him.

Zhang Jiaming asked in a childish voice: "Xiaokun, are you fighting so badly, have you practiced kung fu in Shaolin Temple?" ”

"I really wanted to go to the Shaolin Temple to practice kung fu, but I didn't, I got on the wrong train, and I was sent back by the policeman uncle there, and my mother almost killed me." Lu Xiaokun said with a smile.

In eighty-one years, the movie "Shaolin Temple" was released nationwide and became a sensation, and at the same time, a wave of learning kung fu also swept the country, every morning, when the sweeping monks of Shaolin Temple opened the temple gate, they would see a group of children kneeling at the door to learn the arts, not including the sad children like Lu Xiaokun who climbed the wrong car and ran the wrong way.

Lu Xiaokun continued: "My dad is a devolved educated youth, married my mother when he cut the queue in the countryside, my dad returned to the city first in seven or nine years, there was no man in the family, the children in the village always bullied me, I would only cry when I was beaten, and then I figured it out, if you want not to be bullied, you have to be more ruthless than the other party, others beat me once, I beat him two or three times, and then I became the king of children in the village, no one dares to beat me anymore, last year my dad took me and my mother to the city, I didn't expect me to be bullied by your city people again." ”

"Then why don't you fight back?"

"You people in the city are squeamish, I'm afraid that if I hurt you, our family will have to pay the old hen."

"Then why are you still helping me today?"

"Because you are my good friend, I can bear to bully, and my good friend who bullies me must not bear it!"

Lu Xiaokun's words made Zhang Jiaming very moved, he didn't speak, just hugged Lu Xiaokun's shoulder, and then pointed to the family dormitory compound of the Dongfang Machinery Factory behind him and said to him: "Xiaokun, I'm home, why don't you go home with me for dinner, my mother's cooking is delicious!" ”

"No need, I have to feed the chickens when I go home, otherwise my mother will have to scold me when she comes back, I will bring you two boiled duck eggs when I go to school in the afternoon, they are both double yolk eggs, but they are delicious!" Lu Xiaokun said and took a shortcut to run home.

"What? Do you have to come to school in the afternoon? ”

"Have you forgotten? Teacher Huang announced yesterday afternoon that the school would hold a theatrical performance this afternoon. Lu Xiaokun shouted loudly without looking back.

Zhang Jiaming said in his heart, how can I remember the schedule of thirty years ago so clearly?

Under a red brick building, Zhang Jiaming stopped, his childhood and adolescence were spent here, in the mid-nineties because of municipal needs, this building was demolished, and now he sees it standing in front of him, it is so kind, he raised his head and looked at the window on the fourth floor, now his parents and sister are waiting for him to eat at home?

"Jiaming, it's time for school." A man in his thirties walked down the stairs with a little girl of seven or eight years old.

"Hello Uncle Liu!" Zhang Jiaming forced a smile on his face.

"Brother Jiaming is good!" The little girl also greeted Zhang Jiaming sweetly.

"Sister Huihui is good." Zhang Jiaming's face actually had a look of disgust, but this expression was fleeting.

"Jiaming, why do you seem unhappy today? Did you fail the exam? Uncle Liu asked with concern.

"No, I did well in the exam!" Zhang Jiaming said this, but he was thinking in his heart, you will make my father miserable in the future, am I happy?

"Jiaming, go home and see your father, tell him, and let him go to Uncle Liu's house for a drink at night." Liu Tengda said and rode a bicycle with his daughter and left.

Zhang Jiaming looked at Liu Tengda's distant back, and still couldn't believe that he would become the deputy secretary of the Yangjiang Municipal Party Committee in a few years?

In fact, Liu Tengda did become the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee later, but Zhang Jiaming thought that Liu Tengda climbed up by stepping on the shoulders of his father Zhang Weiqun, and his father was like a bicycle under his buttocks, which was constantly stepped on by Liu Tengda in exchange for his continuous progress in his career.

According to time calculation, the period before the Spring Festival in 1984 should be an important turning point related to the completely different fates of the two families, February 2 is the Spring Festival, today is January 21, thinking of this, Zhang Jiaming was shocked into a cold sweat, quickly ran upstairs and opened the door with the key hanging around his neck.

"Zhang Jiaming, did you steal the White Rabbit toffee I hid in my cotton shoes?" An eleven or twelve-year-old girl with two pigtails watched Zhang Jiaming come in and asked with a playful smile on her face.

"Sister?" Seeing the image of his sister who had stayed in his childhood memory, Zhang Jiaming still felt in a trance, and then asked, "Sister, where is our father?" ”

"Our dad is in the bedroom to catch up on the manuscript, don't interrupt, answer my questions!" Zhang Jiali put on the majesty of being a sister.

"Oh!" Zhang Jiaming was relieved.

The key to the different fates of the Zhang and Liu families is the manuscript in the hands of the father, which is the father's painstaking efforts to consult a large amount of information, running around to investigate, and spending nearly two months of painstaking efforts, this manuscript is also the final paper of the father's participation in the training course for young cadres of the Municipal Party School, but it was plagiarized by Liu Tengda, who was also studying in the youth training class, and his name was published in the "Yangjiang Daily" with a high-sounding signature. The forward-looking article on economic development was finally appreciated by the main leaders of the city.

It is by virtue of this stolen peach that Liu Tengda has soared all the way since then, and within two months after the Spring Festival, Liu Tengda was promoted from the position of deputy chief of the propaganda department of the Oriental Machinery Factory to the deputy director of the real power faction who mainly focuses on production, and at the same time, he also jumped from Zhang Weiqun's subordinates to his superiors.

In order to plagiarize his paper, Zhang Jiaming's father also approached Liu Tengda several times to express his dissatisfaction, Liu Tengda denied it at first, and then simply closed the door. Zhang Weiqun is also an open-minded person, and he didn't continue to worry about Liu Tengda.

But Liu Tengda is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and after his deputy factory director's seat was warmed up, he immediately made up various excuses and began to suppress Zhang Weiqun, and finally Zhang Weiqun was also removed from his position as head of the propaganda section and sent to the workshop as a worker.

From that moment on, the handsome and dashing father felt much older, he was only thirty-five years old that year, and his heart was destroyed by Liu Tengda's greedy and shameless humanity.

Liu Tengda's daughter Liu Xiaohui is not a good bird, when Zhang Jiaming was in the third year of high school in Yangjiang No. 3 Middle School, Liu Xiaohui was also in the first year of high school in that middle school, relying on his father's identity as the mayor of Huajiang District, every time he saw Zhang Jiaming, he was sneering and sneering, and he tried his best to be bitter and mean.

Zhang Jiaming thought in a daze, now that I'm back, will history repeat itself?

Absolutely not! I want to change my dad's fate!