Sometimes, when I'm bored, I don't know what to do. Guo Guozhu has been bored for the past two days, and he wants to meet Xiong Erbo. He has too much to say nowhere. It's like a paste in my head, and I can't figure it out. What can be sorted out is unpleasant. It's inconvenient to say wow to the adults at home.

He had just gotten off the night shift, didn't bother to sleep, grabbed a few mouthfuls of leftovers, kicked off the legs of his bicycle, and walked out. Everyone in the family is out of the house. The self-built small house is blocked on the left and right, and the crowded courtyard that has lost the meaning of the yard looks cold and indifferent in the morning sun. All the bare, uneven brick sheds seem to be poor ugly children that no one wants, and they usually go unnoticed. Sometimes I feel that the aisles in the courtyard are narrow, but no one has ever complained. It seems narrow, it is inherently meant to be, and there is nothing wrong with it. The sun can only shine on part of the light-receiving side of the roof, and the blue-gray walls have nothing to do with the sunlight on the roof.

Guo Guozhu rode very fast, and he hadn't figured out where to find Xiong Erbo. It should go south anyway. He had been to Xiong Erbo's house before, but he couldn't remember exactly where it was. Xiong Erbo's unit is a provincial pharmaceutical company, and his impression seems to be at the intersection of this road and Sanyingpan.

His riding skills are as good as anyone else in the city. When I passed through the central square of the city, I found that the original rostrum was gone and demolished. It was demolished so quickly, and it hadn't been demolished when I passed by last time, so it's only been a long time, and it's been demolished. The demolished rostrum looks nondescript and doesn't look like a square anymore. It turns out that for decades, whenever there is a gathering or something, the largest square in the city will be crowded with people and lively. A few years ago, in the late seventies, the crowd held flags and banners to celebrate the parade like a festival because of the crushing of the "Gang of Four". At that time, the most pompous processions were often large industrial enterprises like a machine. Seeing the brand of the admirable big factory is like meeting my parents so kind and confident. The attraction of large factories is deeply rooted in people's hearts. The staircase rostrum of the square was gone, and it was replaced by an open space, and in the middle of the clearing, by the road, a statue was formed, and the rough sleeves were gone, a statue of a man sitting there playing the flute. The long hair on the forehead was blown up by the wind, and although the hair that was blown up stubbornly cocked like a bull's horn, it looked like the flowing hair on the forehead was blowing up over and over again. The sculpture is so good. Although I was too unaccustomed to it when I suddenly appeared in front of me, it was familiar and quite eye-catching.

Turning the square, Guo Guozhu turned back a few times and looked at the sculpture a few more times. At the same time, he noticed that all the cyclists were looking back at the new sculpture. It's like I'm afraid of falling behind, for fear that if I don't look back, I'll be ridiculed as a queen, this is a stupid old hat, and I don't know if I'm stupid.

All the way to the south, it should be Dayingpun, and then it is the second camp and the third camp. Those places, as soon as you hear the name, know that they are too far away. By the way, it seems that Lu Junyu's house is in Sanyingpun, as if I heard him say that he is in a rest house. It's the first time I've heard of such a term as a retirement office, and I've never heard of it before. At that time, after listening to Lu Junyu, I didn't know what it meant, but now I slowly know it. Thinking like this, his heart suddenly became irritable. That letter, this is the letter that Lu Junyu asked him to hand over to Yue Hongfeng, and the weight at this time seemed to be heavier than a few days ago, and it made him a little breathless. This is actually the reason why he came out to relax and talk to Lao Xiong. However, the way to find Lao Xiong led to Lu Junyu's house.

Guo Guozhu grew up in the old city, and he has seen the world better than Wu Yingqiang, especially in the bungalow areas of the city, and he is also an old oilman.

He was walking on the side of the road, thinking about his thoughts while riding, and as soon as he was distracted, the front wheel of the car was crooked to one side, and it was very crooked. He smacked and quickly straightened the handlebars. The handlebars of a bicycle that he was passing by were instantly hanging up with his handlebars.

"Holy shit, what the hell is the ball." It's a postnatal who is a little older than him.

If it is put in peacetime, or in the area of Shangma Street, Guo Guozhu will immediately reply with a "nonsense", but I don't know how, maybe it is not on the territory that he is familiar with, and he suddenly became inexplicably empty, and he was stunned and said: "I rode well, why did you ride?" , lack of confidence. Even it sounds soft to himself. When the other party heard that he was not powerful, he became energetic: "What's wrong?" Obviously you're riding a blind ball, what's wrong? As he spoke, his eyes glared at the boss, fierce and fierce.

Guo Guozhu suddenly saw that the other party got out of the car, and he was menacing. He involuntarily stopped. As soon as he got out of the car, he felt that he had returned to his original state. He saw clearly that after the other party got out of the car, he was not as tall as himself.

After the other party got out of the car, the other party clicked twice, kicked the back leg of the car, and glared at Guo Guozhu: "What's wrong?"

Guo Guozhu looked at this posture and thought to himself, forget it, don't miss the right thing. He found a reason for himself to go down the stairs. The New York head cart is gone.

He didn't look back, he kept riding, and after the big camp, he didn't see the junior just now catching up. He wasn't afraid, he gave himself a reason, mainly to find the old bear. After passing the second camp again, he looked at the increasingly unfamiliar road, and there were no courtyards of bungalows in the city on both sides, and some were all walls, and the walls of the units. There are walls that are all units of one kind or another. I didn't expect there to be so many units in this place. Where is Lao Xiong's house? He thought about it, Lao Xiong's unit pharmaceutical company was ......, it was broken, and it should be in Dayingpan, and it had already been exceeded.

He stopped on the side of the road and did not get out of the car, one leg supported the ground, and the other leg was on the pedal, in a daze. For a moment, he wanted to meet Lu Junyu a little, not weak, but lonely. As long as you can meet someone you know. This place is so unfamiliar, and the strangers are a little afraid that they can't go back. As soon as this feeling appeared, even he himself was a little ridiculous.

If only there was a telephone, the small address book in his pocket had the phone number of Lao Xiong's unit. However, only public telephones are available in the workplace, so how can there be telephones on the road. By the way, let's go to the provincial pharmaceutical company, it's already here anyway, so you can't go back empty-handed. He was extremely conflicted.

He noticed that some of the asphalt blocks on this section of the road had been potholed, and the broken bare loess exposed the original loess, and the loess was rolled up by the car, whirring, swinging, filling the air, and then dispersing and disappearing after a while. It's not the same as in the city.