Chapter 70: The Elder Grows

It's been more than half a year since I returned to Beijing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The station, beating gongs and drums, is very lively.

Crowds of people surrounded the train station.

Yellow Label is going to be a soldier. Many people in the compound on Fuxing Road are going to serve as soldiers.

Huang Biao's grandfather solved the identity problem for Leng Qi and them, as for Huang Biao's parents, they did not cross this hurdle after all, and the central rehabilitation document gave Huang Biao's parents enough honor, but they were no longer there.

The situation of Old Man Liu and Old Man Du is not very clear, but listening to what Huang Biao's grandfather said, Leng Qi and Ma Zi are not very worried, picking up horse manure will not be smoked to death.

Huang Biao wore a big red flower on his chest and a green military uniform, and was one of the people who were sent off.

Seeing Leng Qi and Ma Zi, Huang Biao raised his arm and waved his hand from afar, and ran over.

The three of them stood together and fell into a short silence, Ma Zi smiled at Huang Biao, Leng Qi also smiled, and Huang Biao also laughed.

The last time they laughed like this, they were three drunken yellow-haired boys. Later, the relatives lived together for eight years, and they were never separated.

Once again, I was faced with a parting that I didn't know when I would see each other again.

Huang Biao was very silent, and since he returned to Beijing, he has become very silent.

"Dude, I'm leaving!" Huang Biao rushed forward and put one arm around a person's neck, and said heavily, "I am really reluctant!" ā€œ

Ma Zi smiled, "Why did you suddenly become such a girl!" ā€œ

Leng Qi agreed, "That's it!" What a hypocrisy! It's not like I can't see you again! ā€œ

"Haha!" Huang Biao touched a handful of hair that could see the scalp, and heard that the troops were going to shave their heads, so Huang Biao simply got it done in advance, anyway, he stretched out his head and shrunk his head with a knife.

"Dude, help me take care of my grandpa!" Huang Biao wiped the corners of his eyes casually, "He is my only relative!" ā€

", what are the two of us!" Leng Qiqi said, "Don't worry, with us here, the old man won't suffer a little grievance!" ā€

Huang Biao touched his nose and smiled, "Hey, it's buddy I said the wrong thing!" Back to self-penalty three cups! ā€œ

Ma Zi seemed to have some concerns, and said, "Biaozi, there is something, I have to ask you, and you must also tell me honestly!" All right! ā€œ

Leng Qi and Huang Biao didn't know what Ma Zi was going to ask, they were a little puzzled, Huang Biao nodded, "What else do I have to say to my buddy?" ā€œ

Ma Zi lowered his eyelids, looked at the yellow label, and finally asked, "Do you hate?" ā€œ

Leng Qi knew what Ma Zi was asking, and he was worried that Biaozi would fall into unwarranted paranoid hatred because of his parents' affairs.

Huang Biao was silent for a long time, looking at the sky, "At the beginning, I hated!" But when I said it, I was beaten half to death by my grandfather! Later, my grandfather said something to me, and I thought about it for a long time, and suddenly realized that if I were to hate this country, my parents would be born and die for it for the rest of my life, and I would not hate it. So, what do I hate? Hate this era? ā€œ

Huang Biao suddenly smiled, "I can't hate it even more!" Who made us born to this time! ā€œ

Ma Zi let out a long sigh, "If you show a little hatred, neither Lao Qi nor I will let you be a soldier!" Absolutely not! That's just going to hurt you! ā€œ

Suddenly, someone in the crowd at the train station sang a military song. Leng Qi and Ma Zi both knew that they were about to set off.

Huang Biao waved his hand, turned around and ran towards the approaching green train, suddenly turned around halfway, looked at Leng Qi and Ma Zi, and shouted loudly with both hands around the horn, "Dude, do you know what my grandfather told me?" ā€œ

Leng Qi and Ma Zi looked at each other and smiled, and shouted, "What did you say?" ā€œ

"There is a sentence that my grandfather said that I remember very clearly, 'Shun, don't be presumptuous; Rebel, not discouraged; Ann, not extravagant; Danger, not fear; Those who have thunder in their chests and their faces are like a peaceful lake can worship the general. 'Dude, you're much better than me!' ā€œ

After Huang Biao finished shouting, he laughed twice and plunged into the crowd without looking back.

Leng Qi and Ma Zi looked at Huang Biao's back, with a heartfelt smile on the corner of their mouths.

Sometimes, all of a sudden, it grows up. This big grin, Hang Erlang is a big boy who doesn't have a proper shape, and he has matured.

People don't rush to life, but life forces people to move forward.

On the way back, Ma Zi suddenly asked, "Old Seven, what is our generation like?" ā€œ

Leng Qi suddenly finished and thought for a while, "Artillery battle!" One click! There were still strings of crackling sounds, but some of the cannons were dumb......"

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When two years passed again, it was already the middle of the seventy-ninth year. It was the early stage of reform and opening up.

At that time, there were two Japanese films that were popular all over the country. A "Wangxiang" and a "Pursuit" quickly led the trend of women and men.

Fuchang Street, Beijing.

Two young men with hair falling down their shoulders, flared pants with tight buttocks, black leather jackets, and big triangular leather shoes on their feet are swaying step by step.

One person is also holding a Sanyo brand dry battery cassette recorder, which is playing Teresa Teng's songs in full swing.

From time to time, the two of them whistled at the girls who passed by.

provoked a burst of contempt.

One of the taller young men took out a pair of black sunglasses from his jacket pocket and put them on, and said to the young man beside him, "Hey, Mazi, I said do you think it's really good for us to be like this?" ā€œ

Ma Zi was stunned, and shook his hair violently, "If the old man doesn't come back, he has to have some fun!" Besides, when the old men are all back, if we don't try it now, we won't have this chance in the future! Walking, I don't know what's going on on this street lately, there are more and more old things being sold, see if you can find something that can be used! ā€œ

"Yo, Seventh Master! Ma Ye! What kind of wind blew your two masters! ā€

Ma Zi and Leng Qi were chatting and walking by themselves, when they suddenly heard a familiar voice in their ears.

"Hey, who's going to be buddy! Jin Mazi, what's the matter, everyone on this street learned from you! Ma Zi replied with a mouthful of Jing films, which were already very proficient.

The person who was called Jin Mazi smiled and arched his hand, "Master Ma, this is a wrong weird person!" We wanted to set up a stall to buy some old chairs and boss stools, hey, you see, others didn't ask when they saw that no one cared, isn't this ......?"

Jin Mazi looked at the two people in front of him again, and said with some embarrassment, "I said two masters, you are dressed ......."

"What's the matter? I have an opinion! ā€

"Tsk, how can it be, cool!" Jin Mazi smashed his mouth and gave a thumbs up.

"Come on! Come on! Don't ink, Jin Mazi, what's new lately! It's been a long time since the brothers have been here! Take out any good things, and keep those coaxing things! Leng Qiqi finished speaking in one breath and stuck out his tongue. This Beijing dialect, how can I not learn it by myself.

"Hey, gotta gotcha! There is Ma Ye here, who in the entire five Fuchang Street does not know that Ma Ye's vision is vicious! Two masters, please come here! ā€

Ma Zi and Leng Qi turned up the tape recorder again and followed Jin Mazi over.

PS: Not really. Two shifts. Sleepy to death.