It was the best of times, it was the worst of times; It was the year of wisdom, it was the year of foolishness; It was a time of faith, it was a time of doubt; It was the season of light, it was the season of darkness; It was the spring of hope, and it was the winter of disappointment. - Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

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The next day, Zhang Xinjun refused to be accompanied by his wife and returned to his hometown alone.

Walking slowly on the widest main road in the middle of the town, Zhang Xinjun's thoughts fluctuated. The buildings in memory have long been overturned and rebuilt, and the road under your feet has been widened many times.

He hadn't been back here for more than thirty years, and he couldn't see any familiar sights, and he didn't recall any memories.

"Perhaps, you can only see familiar scenery in the suburbs?!" Zhang Xinjun sighed, just with these completely unfamiliar scenery, he couldn't even find the production team he had been in before.

"The army! Zhang Xinjun! A voice sounded from behind Zhang Xinjun, followed by a rush of footsteps. As soon as Zhang Xinjun turned around, he happened to see a man standing across from him.

"Zhang Xinjun, right?!" The man was in his fifties. The white-washed overalls and slightly bowed hair indicate that his situation is not too good.

"Who are you?" Zhang Xinjun was slightly puzzled. Although he was a little familiar, he didn't remember the other person's name very well.

"I'm a little five!" The person who came was very excited, and saw that Zhang Xinjun didn't remember him, and he was not embarrassed at all, "Little Wu, Wang Caisheng!" ”

"It's ......" Wang Caisheng made a move of taking a big bowl and drinking porridge along the edge of the bowl.

This action vaguely reminded Zhang Xinjun of something. When he was a red soldier, although he was only a deputy leader, he also managed more than 30 people under his hands. At that time, there was always a thin boy like a monkey behind him, and they thought he was small, but they couldn't drive him away.

The most impressive thing is that this kid is very able to eat and eats very fast. The most classic is the way he drinks porridge, holding a porridge bowl, putting his mouth on the side of the bowl, turning around, and half a bowl of porridge goes down. After another turn, the bowl was empty.

Normally, when someone else drinks one bowl of kung fu, he can drink three bowls, as if he is not afraid of being hot at all.

Because the time has been too long, and Zhang Xinjun deliberately forgot the experience of this red soldier because of some things in the past. Therefore, when I saw Wang Caisheng again, I just felt good-looking. If it weren't for the action of drinking porridge, he wouldn't have recognized it.

Seeing acquaintances at first glance, Zhang Xinjun's deliberately dusty memories also came flooding back.

Back then, Zhang Xinjun was just an idle boy. Although he doesn't do anything evil, he is not a righteous person. Take a watermelon in the west field, and pick a basket of persimmons in the east fruit forest.

He looks barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, and no one can afford to mess with him.

I can't study, and I don't want to work hard. Just in time for that vigorous movement, he felt that the opportunity had come. After judging the shape of the shì, he joined the squad. With a fierce force, he quickly became a second-in-command.

Zhang Xinjun was really beautiful for a while at that time. If it weren't for the incident later, he had scruples and stopped his hand, and I don't know what the situation was now.

This time is something he never wants to remember in his life. However, it was the experience of this period that made him who he came to be.

Zhang Xinjun was in a trance, and his thoughts fluctuated for a while.

Wang Wensheng was very happy to see him, and the person he admired the most was Zhang Xinjun. He tried his best to invite Zhang Xinjun to live at his house, but after being politely refused, he found him a hotel.

The next day, under Wang Caisheng's Zhang Luo, people who had been in a team gathered in a small restaurant to chat.

"We haven't seen each other in years." After all, the others live in the same town and can meet from time to time. Only Zhang Xinjun still has the boss of the year, who left the town and went out to develop.

"By the way, how is Huang Cheng now, is there still any contact with you?" Zhang Xinjun was silent and brought up a conversation. That's why he went back to his hometown, he wanted to know what happened to the boss of the year.

It's been a long time, so it's inevitable to inquire about the current situation of these people back then. The others didn't have any doubts.

Huang Cheng was known as Boss Huang back then, and he was their leader. Speaking of which, he is younger than Zhang Xinjun. It is said that he has a deep background and has people in the capital. But Zhang Xinjun can't say exactly what the situation is, but he knows that there is a background for sure.

Because, after that incident happened back then, it was settled by Huang Lao's family. Later, Zhang Xinjun was able to have his current status, which was also related to the convenience given by the Huang family back then.

However, Zhang Xinjun did not know anything about Huang Cheng's recent situation. After the incident, Huang Cheng was taken back by his family. Later, the two broke off contact.

On the one hand, Zhang Xinjun complied with the Huang family's intentions and no longer bothered. On the other hand, he also wants to bury the matter deeply and never mention it again.

Constantly connect with someone who knows and is involved in it, as if you are always reminding yourself of the mistakes you have made.

Zhang Xinjun shook his head, remembering the appearance of the soul body that had been entangled with him recently. Even if few people know what they did back then, in the end, retribution is coming.

"Brother Zhang, you and Boss Huang were the closest back then. Don't you know? The other asked, tongue-baring, apparently a little too much.

"We haven't been in touch since." Zhang Xinjun shook his head, indicating that he did not know the situation either.

Others also said they didn't know, and the topic was revealed.

It can be seen from the clothes and words of the crowd that most of their lives are not satisfactory. And the one who mixes the most between them is the big one.

"If you go to the front of the mall tomorrow, you'll see him." The person who spoke was drunk, but the sigh in the words could still be heard clearly.

As soon as something happened back then, Zhang Xinjun got out of here. But that mighty movement is not over, so many newcomers have begun to emerge again. The "big one" is one of them.

Everyone thinks that he is like Zhang Xinjun's second, just as ruthless. Later, when the movement ended, he went crazy for no apparent reason.

It's not crazy to say it's crazy, it's not stupid to say it's stupid. Wear a big cotton jacket all day long, with a pair of tattered pants underneath, and a pair of cotton shoes with the back heels exposed. No matter how cold or hot it is, they are all curled up at the entrance of the mall in this dress.

Because he didn't cause trouble, the mall security didn't chase him. When he eats and drinks, sometimes others see that he is pitiful and buy him some, and very rarely he can give him a cigarette to smoke.

When you're happy, you can dance to the music of the mall. Most of the time, they sleep on their side.

Some people say that he is just too ruthless, so he is so bad about the retribution.

The person who said this was full of emotion. Looking back, I just said that the "big one" was Zhang Xinjun's second, and I said that he was retribution. It was really suspected of insinuation, so he hurriedly stopped talking and glanced at Zhang Xinjun.

Zhang Xinjun didn't care, but he was also thinking that if it hadn't been for the incident that made him stop, maybe the "big" today would be his present. But that happened, and now I'm the most promising.

Is this a "lost horse"?

Zhang Xinjun sneered, a little proud, but a little panicked. What if there is a chance, it may be almost gone. That's why people can't do bad things! Maybe when, retribution will come to the door. (To be continued.) )