Chapter 10: The Treasure Chest
When Li Zhendong pulled out the small round table placed against the wall at home and supported the bracket. The sun has been
I went down the mountain, and the laughter of my little brother came from outside. I guess I didn't win someone else one or two glasses today
Glass beads? When my mother comes home, she will drive my little brother back.
When Wang Lianxiang stepped into the house, she saw that her eldest son had really cooked the meal, but there was no one
Smell burnt. I still have doubts in my heart. Pick up the bowl of vegetables, eat all the eggs, and then believe it
My son will do the housework.
When the mother and son were gossiping, Li Zhendong thought about it and didn't save him when he went to the autumn outing today
People talk about things. said it, and it made my mother worried. Mother is kind and hardworking, but
In her eyes, her children are still children, how can she let her children risk to save others
What about people?
Soon after eating, my mother had to go to the back of the building to water a few plots of land. The younger brother also took the opportunity to run home
A fellow student upstairs went to the door, probably to show off how many glass beads he had won today. Leave Li Zhendong behind.
It was already completely dark, so I turned on the lights and the dim light was sprinkled. There is no TV,
Not even black and white. There was one in my father's office, but it was a public one. There are at home
A small radio, Li Zhendong lacks interest in that.
Li Zhendong thought of his wife and children when he was eating. You say, people are so weird. Every day
I don't feel anything together, once we can't see each other again, it's hard to give up. Li Zhendong is not one
Sentimental people. At this time, I was still depressed and uncomfortable. Feeling in my pocket, there was no smoke, and I was dumb
Something is wrong with me.
If history has deviated, where do you go from here? The direction of a great river will not be because of
A small splash of water changes. Of course, the general trend of history will not change, but this small splash of oneself has been
deviated from the original flow.
When Wang Lianxiang came back from watering vegetables, Li Zhendong was still entangled. I got up and said a few words to my mother
Words, Li Zhendong entered the back room.
There is such a lack of entertainment in these days! No internet, no mobile phone, no games, no ······ What's fun
None of them. Li Zhendong bent down and dragged a large wooden box from under his bed. This wooden box is real
It is very large, more than one and a half meters long and more than fifty centimeters wide. It was originally a product box shipped by a machine shop.
When he was very young, Li Zhendong pestered his father to get this box. This is Li Zhendong's treasure
Box. Whatever he thinks is good and likes, he hides it in it. The wooden box is all painted with green paint, large
And heavy. It's a bit of a struggle to drag it out. It was still locked with a key.
Half of the large box is filled with villain books. It's a comic strip. Stacked neatly, every one of them
Cleanly clean and spotlessly clean. Moreover, there are many books on which Li Zhendong wraps the book cover. is from popular films
Magazines are torn off and then carefully wrapped in villain books. This is Li Zhendong who knows how to read pictures
At first, his father bought it for him. Every time his father, who often travels on business, comes back, Li Zhendong pounces on him and asks to buy it
New villain book no? Later, after each exam, I put the test paper in front of my parents or school
Give the certificate to the parents, and ask for the villain book.
The villain's book has been in decline in later generations. In its place was an overwhelming amount of comics. Of course, you
Comparing the previous villain books with the current comics, it looks simple and rough. Beautifully printed posterity
Throw off the villain book a few streets. From the 49th year of the founding of the People's Republic of China, to the 66th year was the first villain book to develop high
Feng is not only a book for teenagers, but also an important part of many adult cultural entertainment. Huaguo at that time
Almost all of the top first-class painters are engaged in this work. There are also masters of Chinese painting like Wang Shuhui.
It has created the highest artistic peak in the history of comic books. Let's put it this way, as long as these painters live to ninety years
generations, almost all of them have become leading figures in the Chinese painting world.
Seven or eight years later, the villain book reached its second peak. Decline in the late eighties. The villain book is the eighties
There is no favorite book for children in the early and middle stages. After the nineties, early villain books
Suddenly it became a collector's item. has become a cultural relic, and the price of the villain book is high and difficult.
There was some miscellaneous items in the middle of the box. A few slingshots, a few pieces of rubber. After a large box of bullets fired
Steel core. It was a Sunday, and a group of kids went out in groups to dig it up. A small box of brand new
The new steel balls, this is the bearing used in the machinery factory after the scrap is collected, which is very rare. A small wood
Head box, open to see, dozens of bullet casings. Various.
This is what the children of the machine factory have been exposed to since childhood. Surely it will not be less. Someone took it
The bullet casings were pierced through a hole and tied with a rope around the neck. Energetic among the friends. Of course, get
It's all boys. Girls, hang a few little wildflowers. There are also people who grind old bullet casings
The shiny and shiny are arranged together. Li Zhendong's own gameplay is different, he takes a bullet shell and a drum
Breath of air, blowing violently on the mouth of the bullet case, making a sharp whistle.
Li Zhendong collected a lot of bullet casings. cartridge casings for small-caliber rifles, cartridge casings for Type 56 submachine guns,
There are many types of rifle cartridge cases. There were also cartridge casings for anti-aircraft machine guns, which he liked the most. 12·77MM
Armor-piercing incendiary bullets, armor-piercing incendiary tracer bullets, tungsten core shell-out armor-piercing bullets. Little kids don't care about that. Li Zhen
What Dong cares about is defeating the classmates around him, or the people he knows. You think, everyone in the classroom
They pulled out their smug bullet casings to show off to each other. What is it in the classroom? There's better than being in the classroom
Place?
Let's be honest! Although there is a clear line between boys and girls, they don't speak. However, I want to be in a woman
Being in the limelight in front of children is the bottom of most boys' hearts. No matter what era, no matter
The size of this man, from the time he was sensible, all the way to his seventies and eighties, he also thought the same thing.
Everyone gathered in the center of the classroom, so that it was convenient for everyone to see, and the most important thing was for the girls to do it
See. In fact, at this time, the girls also gathered together in twos and threes to watch. Every man from his bag
、Pocket out of the bullet casing, new。 Old. Strange. The one who won the last was triumphant, in
The class spent the day in high spirits. Naturally, everyone will find a way to get a better one to compete.
After coming here a few times, Li Zhendong became a little hairy. There was a time when my classmates were competing
, even the people from the next class came, and the people who won the most were still smiling from ear to ear. Li Zhendong put
The things he was carrying were thrown into the class desk, and with a bang, Li Zhendong threw an old-fashioned cannon
Shell casings. So, there was no later. This is the end of the game.
There was also a lot of stuff piled up on the other side of the box.