Chapter Twenty-Three: Misentering

As soon as it was dark, Li Fang returned to the capital from Qinjiazhuang.

After all, tomorrow is the fourth day of the new year, and the holiday is over.

The red lanterns hanging on the side of the road are still lit, and the faces of people who come and go are beaming, although it is the third day of the Lunar New Year, and they will go to work tomorrow, but everyone is still immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the Spring Festival.

"Dude, do you want melon seeds and peanuts, don't ...... tickets"

As Li let go and walked, a young man with a hat and a low head came up to him.

Li Fang shook his head.

This is a big New Year, and this young man is bold enough. He dared to sell these things on the street, and he was not afraid of being caught by patrolling people.

"Do you want food stamps and industrial stamps, I have ...... here" The young man didn't give up, and he was still peddling his own things there.

Seeing this, Li Fang walked faster, this kind of person either has a deep relationship, and no one is afraid.

Either it's just a stunned young man, and greed takes over his brain.

No matter which one it is, he doesn't want to get involved in this New Year. If you get this kind of person, you really fall into the mud pond, and you can't get rid of the mud all over your body.

Li Fang grew up running in the countryside, and since he was a child, he followed Qin Dashun up the mountain, and no one could compare to him in terms of foot strength, and after a while, the young man was left behind by him.

Li Fang glanced back, and he couldn't see the figure of the person anymore, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The person was thrown away, and Li Fang found that he was lost.

He couldn't tell where he was now.

He hasn't been to the capital much these days, and he usually goes to the factory at home at two points and one line, and walks the same way in a regular manner.

This time I got into the alley, and it was really a black eye. The alleys of the capital are really outsiders, and they will be confused at the moment.

It took more than half an hour to drill back and forth. Li Fang looked at it, and he returned to his original place.

Li Fang patted his head, and now his head was dizzy.

Looking at the starry sky covered by clouds and mist, this cloudy day, the Big Dipper can't be seen, and I can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest.

This house, it seems that I can't go back for a while.

Li Fang had no choice but to knock on the door of the house, intending to ask for directions.

"Who, what's the matter?" The one who opened the door was a flat-headed young man, with a scar at the corner of his eye, which looked a little fierce, and his eyes were shrewd and had a hint of greed.

When Li Fang saw the man's clothes, he was suddenly stunned.

Isn't this army green coat on the same peddler who was peddling things with him just now?

The coat had been washed and faded, and it was easy to identify as the peddler.

How did I go around and meet this person again, it's really a bad fate. However, if you come here, you can't take the initiative to provoke him by asking for directions.

"Yo, it's you, why did you get here." Xiao Pingtou was stunned for a moment when he saw Li Fang, and said in surprise.

He chased for a while just now, but he didn't catch up, thinking that he couldn't sell it when it got dark, so he went home and planned to sleep, but he didn't expect people to come to the door.

This is not necessarily a business, it may be a trap.

Xiao Pingtou looked behind Li Fang vigilantly.

"You're not going to be a city manager, are you?" Xiao Pingtou half-covered the door, and while looking at Li Fang, he said suspiciously.

The Market Management Committee, which is unique to this era, is responsible for managing and cracking down on the speculative behavior of small flat heads.

This kind of person sees this department, that is, a mouse sees a cat, and he is very afraid.

Although Xiao Pingtou is greedy, he is still very vigilant.

"How can I be, I'm just lost, and I want to ask you for directions." Li Fang hurriedly shook his head, and he told Xiao Pingtou the address of a grain station near the courtyard.

After all, it is not safe to say the address of the courtyard directly.

The heart of guarding against people is indispensable, and Li Fang still understands this truth.

Xiao Pingtou saw that Li Fang didn't arrest him, and he was also relieved.

Although the little flat head was doing speculative things, he was not a bad person, and patiently pointed out the way to Li Fang twice.

"You're not a local, it's not far from here, it's just a little detour." Xiao Pingtou looked at Li Fang's appearance and said with a smile.

Li Fang shook his head, he didn't say much, and after thanking him, he was about to leave, when he saw someone talking in the small flat-headed house.

It was a group of people, and Li Fang could only see through the crack in the door, and he could only see a few of them with their backs to him.

The distance is very far, but now Li Fang, he is really deaf and clear-sighted, and he can hear it very clearly.

Shen Xiaozheng's name appeared in his ears again.

"Sixth, they have already set up a set, just waiting for Shen Xiaozheng's grandson to drill ......"

At the door, Li Fang pretended to turn around and leave, but he quickly turned around again.

"Brother, I thought about it just now, there are no cloth tickets at home, do you have this, I want to buy some from you." The people inside were still talking, and Li Fang was eavesdropping while dealing with Xiao Pingtou.

Xiao Pingtou heard that business was coming, and his eyes narrowed: "Yes, you want to ......"

Before he finished speaking, the people in the house roared loudly: "Yu Si'er, don't worry too much, I have something to look for you when I enter the house." ”

Xiao Pingtou obviously listened to the words of the people in the house, and he said to Li Fang with a slight apology: "Brother, this deal can't be completed today, if you still want to buy it, tomorrow night we will wait for me where we met just now......

I have to say that Xiao Pingtou still has the self-cultivation of a trader.

After that, Xiao Pingtou closed the door neatly to send off the guests.

Before Li Fang could see the appearance of the people inside, the door in front of him was closed.

When he saw this, he was also afraid of startling the snake, so he left. After all, it was a group of people, and he was not Guan Erye, so how could he have the ability to fight alone.

The pit dug for Shen Xiaozheng......

It seems that this kid has a lot of enemies, and there are many people who are worried about him.

He looked up at the sky, it was getting late, and Shen Xiaozheng should not be in danger tonight.

Then when he goes to work tomorrow, let's talk about it when he meets Shen Xiaoyi. When the time comes, he doesn't care how Shen Xiaoyi handles this matter.

Anyway, he noticed that the courtyard should be the permanent stronghold of these people, and it was very hidden, and if he hadn't gotten lost by mistake, he probably wouldn't have found it.

Moreover, the group was very cautious, and he only ran into Xiao Pingtou Yu Si'er, a money-greedy stunned person, so that he could have a chance to hear the conversation inside.

As for staying and continuing to eavesdrop, Li Fang never thought about it.

The people who do this now are all deadly guys, and he doesn't want to fold here at a young age.

I can't talk about cowardice, but how can anyone not be afraid of death. It's not worth hurting yourself just for this little thing.

Li Anxin is assured that there is a rod scale.

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To say that Yu Si'er is worthy of being a dealer who usually walks the streets and alleys, and the road he pointed to is a shortcut, Li let go for a while and came back.

The courtyard is still the same as before, the weather is cold, everyone is in the house, and no one stays in the courtyard.

Back at home, Li Fang was in no hurry to sleep.

He pulled out his journal and planned to write something.

After all, Qin Jianjun will get married next month, and he can't eat rice empty-handed.

After thinking about it, the salary is too small to refer to, so I can only earn extra money by writing manuscripts.

After all, Wu Bingke promised him that if the manuscript was written, it was to win glory for the department, and there was a reward.

Although it is not a huge amount of money, and the manuscript fee is only ant legs compared to those big writers, for him, it is also a wealth in life.

Although the situation has a tendency to change now, the big storm has not yet come, and on the whole it is still calm, and his small wave can't make any waves.

When writing manuscripts, he has a sense of proportion and will not touch those high-voltage lines that he should not touch.

As for the fact that he would write about the poor section chief Wu when writing the manuscript, Li Fang didn't think much about it, after all, he knew that the procurement section, as the mainstay of the logistics department, had a profound background.

With his own strength, he will not be poor when he writes until the end of the era.

He has to live his own life at home first, and if he has spare energy, he can help others and himself.

"In 1965, winter and December, this was my tenth day at the rolling mill...... The section chief said that the sweat of the purchasers is for the food of the brothers and sisters of the workers in the rolling mill... One more drop of sweat, one more grain of grain... So we have a heart of great loyalty, to build, to struggle......"

In the dim light, a pen struggles to write a story that belongs to this era.

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