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"Can't you study hard? When the time comes, I see that you can't finish your job, how can you join the work! In the small courtyard, Jianjun's mother shouted at Jianjun.

"Li Zhijia! Your home registered mail! The messenger at the gate shouted. Jianjun took advantage of this opportunity to hide directly in the house, closed the door, and sighed.

It has been three years since Li Jianguo went to the mountains and went to the countryside, and the originally thin Jianjun has grown up a lot, tall and white, and he is already a big child in the second grade of junior high school. But his academic performance has not been very good, and he has always been ranked low in the class, but he never causes trouble, but he is not very good at studying, and every time someone instigates him to join the Red Guards, Jianjun always politely declines.

Late autumn has passed, and winter is about to begin, and it gets dark very quickly, Jianjun turned on the lamp on the desk, picked up a blue book bound with thread and looked at it with relish, and from time to time he used a pencil to sketch on the book on the side, looking very focused. It wasn't until late at night that I put down my books and wrapped them in blue silk cloth before I went to bed and fell asleep peacefully.

"Build an army! Let's go! "There was a roar full of vitality from the alley in the early morning.

"Let's go to school quickly, you don't have to worry about it, I'll clean it up later." Jianjun's mother interrupted Jianjun's hand as he was about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and motioned for him to hurry up.

"Kaizi, aren't you annoyed by calling it like this every day?" Jianjun said to the chubby Wang Kai beside him as he walked.

"What's the trouble? I call you every day, I've been calling you for years, why aren't you annoyed? Wang Kai replied indifferently.

"Hey, what's going on now? Other streets and schools are all in ruins, why don't we get the streets and schools here? I see that Liu Laodao is now back to work in the textile factory, why did he forget all about him? Why didn't anyone clean him up? Wang Kai saw that Jianjun didn't speak, so he asked as he walked.

"Do you think, Sister Wei Hong has joined the work now, and she is still the backbone of the factory, so there is still time to take a few students to do that like in the previous two years? Now Sister Wei Hong doesn't have time to come forward, and no one dares to take the lead. Jianjun said nonchalantly.

"That's right, the most annoying thing about our street director Aunt Hu is these Red Guards, there are people in other streets who can suppress the street director, only our street Aunt Hu is not afraid of them, originally Sister Wei Hong can be regarded as calm, but now that Sister Wei Hong joins the work, don't say it, no one dares not to look at Aunt Hu's color." Wang Kai said as he kicked the pebbles on the road and walked forward.

"Then you still have to say? Originally, Aunt Hu is an old Red Army family, and her roots are red and Miaozheng, who dares to say that other people's are not? Jianjun accosted.

Just as the two were walking and chatting, they saw that the textile factory in front of them was full of people, and the onlookers were not only the workers of the factory, but also a few half-grown children who looked like students were also watching.

"You don't know, when I came to work early in the morning, I found Zhao Ye'er lying on the ground in the communication room with a bruised face, and it was hard to touch, no, the public security and the street were coming." The crowd whispered to someone else.

"Dead?" Wang Kai walked over and squeezed desperately into the crowd, curious to see what was going on.

"Little brat, what are you squeezing, hurry up and go to school, what kind of orders are you selling?" It may be that Wang Kai's movements are too violent, which has attracted dissatisfied voices from onlookers. "!!" Wang Kai, who squeezed in, only glanced at it and withdrew.

"Jianjun, guess who? Grandpa Zhao in our alley! Wang Kai said to Li Jianjun with a surprised face.

"I know, hasn't Grandpa Zhao always been working in the textile factory?"

"Dead! Grandpa Zhao is dead! The face is blue and the glasses are so red, it's so scary! Look at it! Wang Kai wiped the fine sweat on his face as he spoke, obviously frightened. As for it? It's not like I've never seen a dead person when I've grown so big! As he spoke, he squeezed into the crowd. It didn't matter what he saw, Jianjun was also startled, and saw that the dead man was lying on the plank, his face was indeed blue and scary, and his eyes were wide open, and there were no white eyes inside, all of which were replaced by blood red, and his mouth was wide open, and his expression was frightened, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying before he died. When the crowd dispersed, Wang Kai and Li Jianjun kept talking about Zhao Ye'er's death all the way, and also arrived at the school.

"It's a pity, such a good person, less than sixty, how can you say that it's gone? I remember giving me candy when I was a kid. Wang Kai said with a look of regret. Yes, such a good person, how can you say that if you don't have it, you're gone? Jianjun echoed.

"I just heard someone say it must have been a heart attack." Wang Kai said as he walked towards the classroom. Heart disease? How can heart disease give people that feeling, and the exaggerated facial expressions at the moment before death are not like the pain of heart disease, but are somewhat close to being overly frightened. Li Jianjun thought to himself.

Because of the horror of the scene in the morning, Li Jianjun thought about this scene all day, and as for everything he said in class, Li Jianjun was absent-minded and tasteless. When he walked to the alley, he found that a simple mourning shed had been set up at the mouth of the alley, which was originally a very common mourning shed, because there were many residents in the alley, and there were always a few old people who died almost a year, but in the eyes of Li Jianjun today, it was a little terrifying, and in broad daylight, it would give people a sense of horror that had panicked in their hearts.

The swing of the mourning shed is to sit east and face west, that is, the front of the mourning hall is facing the road, and the only way to enter the alley will definitely see the front of the mourning shed, where in addition to a coffin, and the remains of the deceased There are two futons, and two copper basins are used for less money. And around the funeral shed, there are not many relatives and friends who come to pay respects, by the way, express their hearts and money.

And Liu Laodao, who had not been seen for many days, was also accompanied, and I didn't know whether to come to worship or come to help.

There are not many half-sized children in the alley, but for Jianjun, the best game has to be Wang Kai, compared with the ordinary workers of Jianjun's parents, Wang Kai's father works in the meat factory, and his mother works as a salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative, the benefits of which needless to say, can be seen from Wang Kai's body size.

"Have you finished eating? Build an army! Come out and kick the ball! Wang Kai's voice sounded in front of Jianjun's house.