Twenty-nine years of Hongwu.

October.

The Mid-Autumn Festival in Beiping has long passed, but the folk still retain the aftertaste.

Sheung Shui City District.

Between the old Beiping City and the attached Daxing County.

The main street is wide, and there are many alleys between residential buildings, and there are five small two-story buildings around a deep alley.

Their yards are facing each other, forming a semi-enclosed alley.

In the alley, an old bed sits on the side of the road, and several men sit cross-legged on it, drinking around a low kang table.

A plate of peanuts was piled up full, and the four men were all wearing the uniforms of China Heavy Industries, and they used chopsticks to put one in their mouths.

"Sss

A man put down his glass, his face crumpled, and then made a pleasant sound, revealing a taste of contentment.

"What school a girl goes to, in the end, she is not married."

"The girl in the family is clamoring to go to school."

"It's not nonsense."

They had a hard day at the factory.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and they took advantage of the moonlight, and these neighbors couldn't wait to get together.

In the factory, they are co-workers, although not in the same factory.

At home, they are neighbors.

They spend more time together than anyone else, have common topics, have a stable life, are the pillars of the family, and are more confident than ever.

"Squeak."

The sound of the courtyard door opening came, and a teenager walked out, saw several elders on the couch, and hurriedly bent down to salute.

"Uncle Liu, father, Uncle Zhou, Uncle Chen."

The young man respectfully saluted.

"Hmm."

The boy's father replied noncommittally, without looking at the boy, and the rest of the elders smiled.

"Hurry up, they are all at your Uncle Zhou's house."

"Yes."

The boy smiled and went to the house next door.

Not for a while.

The jokes of the teenagers came from next door, making the quiet alley seem noisy, and the disgusted adults showed dissatisfied expressions.

"Eh, these kids."

"It's really worrying."

"In the past few years, the days have gotten better and better, and the children may forget the hardships of their childhood, I see, let them go to work in the fields, and they can't even afford to carry a flat burden, what can they do in the future."

"Don't talk about children, your yard door is going to be oiled, and the switch squeaks every day, and I can't stand it." Someone complained to the boy's father.

"Let's take a two-day vacation, go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy some lubricating oil and come back, this thing is better than ordinary oil." The boy's father took a sip of the cup.

When several men were chatting, in one of the courtyards, several women were picking and washing vegetables, and there were vegetables in the yard, and there was a small jar on the side.

The women are making the famous pickles in Beiping, and when they are ready, they will become a daily side dish at home.

The women were surrounded by girls who helped watch a baby.

The baby lies in the cradle with a rattle hanging on it, and the girl shakes it from time to time, and soon laughs at the baby in the cradle.

And in the courtyard next door, the house is lit up, and seven children between the ages of nine and fourteen are reading under the lights.

They said they were reading, but the books were actually spilled on the ground, and they crowded on the couch to play.

The kerosene lamps lit on the table made it clear to see their immature faces.

"I'm going to participate in this year's Bamboo Club."

"You're not kicking Keju anymore?"

"Look!" The boy raised his arms and flexed his muscles, "I've seen a bamboo ball game, and I think that's what I like." ”

"I'd rather bamboo balls than Keju."

"You guys sign up with me, I've decided, I'm going to set up my own bamboo team, why should I join someone else."

"Once you've thought of a name, let's use the name of our alley."

"Okay, count me in."

"I'm going to join in, too." The youngest child raised his hands in the air.

It's weird.

Young children like to play with older children, but they don't like to play with children younger than themselves.

"You? You'd better forget it. ”

The eldest child really didn't want to take him to play, disgusted that he was too young.

It may be that the spirit of Chinese civilization has developed since ancient times, and since the prince shouted out Xiang Ning, the myth of aristocratic bloodline has been broken.

The spirit of resistance began to permeate the land.

No one wants to convince others easily.

"But there are only a few of us, and all of them are not enough to form a bamboo team."

"Call the big guy in the alley next door."

"Then your team name is going to be restarted, how can people agree to use the name of our alley as the team name."

"Use the names of the two alleys and take one word each."

"It's not that simple, who has the words in the alley in front, I don't want the words in our alley to be in the back, and I guess they don't want to."

"By the way, have you heard of a big event?"

One of the teenagers tried to keep a serious tone as much as possible: "I heard from my classmates that someone impeached our Yan Wang. ”

"Why do you want to impeach King Yan?"

"I heard that it was because of the previous Miyun incident."

"Killed so many of our soldiers, they are damned things, they deserve to die, and they dare to impeach King Yan, how do they have a face."

Several teenagers discuss politics with righteous rhetoric.

Courtyard next door.

Several girls whispered, "Did your father agree for you to go to school?" ”

A girl of twelve or thirteen shook her head.

"My father said that I would get married in a few years, and going to school would be a waste of time."

"Your father is so stubborn."

"You can't talk about someone else's father in front of someone, that's what the school teacher said." A girl reminded.

"If you don't do well, you have to say it."

At this time.

The moon has risen, and in the vast countryside, families have long been asleep, but not in the new urban areas.

In those prosperous areas of the city, not only are the lights like daylight, but there are also many people on the streets, and businesses are still doing business.

A middle-aged man has returned.

The four of them greeted him one after another, and the middle-aged man showed a tired smile, and instead of being pulled by them to drink, he went back to the house alone.

"What's wrong with this guy."

"Is it overtime?"

"It's not overtime, what kind of work does their department have, it's obviously a good department, but it seems to be more miserable than anyone else."

"Don't talk about what you don't understand."

……

King Yan left Beiping.

The little prince is back.

There is going to be war in the north.

One by one, the lives of the people in the alley were not disturbed, and the squeaky gate became quiet because of the oil.

"Crackling."

"Bang bang."

In the alley, some people carry bamboo poles, but they set off firecrackers during the New Year's holidays.

It's like an appointment.

Beiping City and even several new urban areas.

Firecrackers were set off at home.

On this day, Beiping City is a city of firecrackers, and the sound of firecrackers is everywhere, and people's laughter is everywhere.

"Our army won a big battle."

"Our army is invincible!"

The new army is the product of the joint efforts of China Heavy Industry Co., Ltd. and the Imperial Government and the Dusi, and although the workers do not understand the changes above, they are not stupid.

Even if they don't know enough details, they hope from the bottom of their hearts that the new-style army will win the battle and play the strength of the new-style army.

The new army did not disappoint.

The huge record spread all over Beiping overnight.

Beiping has become a lively sea.

"Knock knock, knock knock."

The merchant group invited the waist drum corps to beat gongs and drums in Beiping City.

The waist drum corps dressed as gods from all walks of life, and the performers who performed with the most exaggerated limbs, showed joy to the people on both sides.

"Oh."

"Oh."

The people made a loud noise.

"Knock knock, knock knock."

"Crackling."

The flower boats that will only appear in the social fire, and the fire dragon team also began to come out to parade in the streets.

The spontaneous behavior of the people livened up Beiping.

A middle-aged man was in the crowd with a yellow leather bag, with a smile on his face unconsciously, looking at Beiping City intoxicated.

Soon.

As if thinking of something, his face became serious again, as if something was confusing him.

He hurried back to the alley.

At this time.

When his mother-in-law asked him how he had returned, his mother-in-law didn't say anything, but went straight to his bed.

The yellow leather bag was dropped on the side of the bed, and his empty eyes were staring at the ceiling.

Evening.

When the sons and daughters who go to school at home come back, they will bow down to their parents at the door, and then return to the look of children.

At the dinner table, the family was eating.

Son and daughter scramble to talk about things at school.

The father drank quietly, and the mother told the two children to shut up from time to time.

"What our husband said is that children are blank sheets, and their living environment and educational environment determine the direction of children's growth, so."

The girl took her mother's arm and said with a smile: "You can't talk about me all day long, you have to praise me more, so that I can become a healthy person." ”

The mother couldn't help but roll her eyes, more and more helpless to take these children.

But my father was distracted.

He had seen the little prince, although he was only one of the people in the group who held hands with the little prince, but he just took a face.

The little prince is like a wise man.

If the little prince is here, he must know how to do it.

Children are indeed blank slates.

With the same child, different education and environment, he can become a person in the slave era, a person in the feudal era, a person in the modern era, and a person in the modern era.

That's the power of education and the environment.

What is the difference between babies born in the 21st century and babies born in the first century, the only difference between them is their living environment and education.

And in Daming.

In Beiping, where the resource distribution model of an industrialized society is located, semi-closed schools are allowing these children to grow up across the ages.

The next day.

The middle-aged man did not go to work, but went to the research department.

He turned himself in.

Accusing his boss.

The first corruption case of China Heavy Industry was opened.

He said.

"He is a father, he can't leave a stain on his children, he doesn't want to be in the same stream, he wants his children to be upright."

(End of chapter)