Break out of the courtyard

July 1976, 7, Monday, rain shower.

When Zhang Heping got off the bus at Yundu Station and rushed to the train station in the rain, he was shocked to find that the train station door was closed and there was not a single ghost inside.

With a question mark on his forehead, Zhang Heping went to a hotel near the station to take shelter from the rain.

"Principal Zhang?"

As soon as Zhang Heping walked into the hotel, he was recognized by a woman at the door.

"You..." Zhang Heping was still wondering who this kind-faced girl was, but he didn't expect that she had already ran into the hotel corridor.

"Principal Zhang is here! Principal Zhang is here!"

When the girl called out a group of men and women, Zhang Heping realized that they were students from Jingcheng College!

While Zhang Heping was checking in, he frowned and asked the students gathered around him, "What's going on here? Didn't they say that railway transportation has resumed?"

According to this group of students, the Yundu Railway Station was suspended again on July 7. After they arrived in Yundu on the 6th, they wanted to call the school to report the situation, but the phone line in Yundu was out of order and they could not call. go out.

After that, they went to the Yundu Education Bureau, but the door there was also closed.

Later, a dozen Yundu students arranged for them to stay in a hotel next to the train station. As long as they followed the group of Yundu students out every day... they would have food to eat.

They set off on the 5th, the train stopped running on the 6th, and arrived in Yundu on the 9th.

Before Zhang Heping set off on the 8th, he heard Vice Principal Zheng Miao making a phone call in the office. The time was stuck and it was really not the right time!

"I'm going to change my clothes first!" Zhang Heping said, and under the guidance of several male classmates, he went to a Datong store and changed into a white shirt and green army pants.

When Zhang Heping changed his clothes and came out, he found that there were more students in the corridor outside the door.

After some inquiries, it was found that among the 360 ​​graduates of Jingcheng College this time, 35 students from Southwest Province have gone home. In the past few days, 80 students have left in teams on trucks out of the province. Now there are 245 students left. this.

After the rain stopped in the afternoon, Zhang Heping first went to the Yundu Education Bureau. Seeing that the door was closed, he had to go to the Provincial Pharmaceutical Foreign Trade Company for help.

Under the arrangement of the Provincial Pharmaceutical Foreign Trade Company, in the next five days, 5 students left with the trucks delivering export goods to the south, and 62 students left with the trucks delivering fruits.

Three days later, the tea truck left with 3 students.

In the end, there were 45 northern students left, and Zhang Heping planned to go north back to the capital with them.

Unexpectedly, the Provincial Pharmaceutical Foreign Trade Company was also asked to close its doors for study. Zhang Heping took his students to study with him for a few days, but as a result, not even a northbound train was waiting, as they all seemed to be hiding there.

Zhang Heping originally wanted to go back to the capital and Tangcheng, print some white, red, yellow, and green leaflets and scatter them on the streets, and spread all the rumors and tidbits, and then point out the time of the Tangcheng earthquake.

Well now, the time has come to July 7th, and there is not enough time to return to the capital!

Submit to a newspaper?

How could a newspaper publish such prophetic news!

Write an anonymous letter stating the time, place, and source of the earthquake?

The post office has long been closed!

Zhang Heping checked the mailbox where he had sent letters before. Those anonymous letters had been collected. He hoped that sending them would be useful!

He tried calling the capital, but still couldn't get through. The line was faulty and no one was repairing it!

He secretly sneaked into the post office to send a telegram, but found that there was no response from there and it was probably closed.

On the morning of July 7, Zhang Heping stopped, found a book on Western medicine at the Provincial Pharmaceutical Foreign Trade Company, and hung up silently.

On the third day, after the tragic news of the Tangcheng earthquake spread to Yundu from surrounding cities, everyone stopped making trouble and resumed work and production to support the disaster area...

A week later, the phone line was opened, and Zhang Heping called the Nanluoguxiang sub-district office to learn about the earthquake situation there. After confirming that his family in the capital was fine, he stopped asking about the matter.

Although he is compassionate, he is not a saint and will not blame himself for not doing good things.

On August 8, after Zhang Heping arranged for all the 6 students to leave, he called Jingcheng College, got on the truck delivering export goods south, and went to Huadu with a feeling of helplessness.

然而，当张和平于8月17号到达花都后，却又听到西川省松县、平县在昨天相继发生7.2级、6.7级、7.2级强烈地震。

All the messy things put together are terrible to think about.

Unfortunately, there are still two months left...

August 1976, 8, Wednesday, light rain.

The first thing that happened when Zhang Heping returned to Villa No. 9 in Kowloon Tong was that his wife Tang Xin asked him to take care of his eldest son Zhang Bei's gaming addiction.

9-year-old Zhang Bei was originally sitting in the living room playing games.

Suddenly he heard his mother complaining. He turned around and saw his father walking into the living room.

When Zhang Beizheng was worried about whether he would be beaten by his father, he did not want his father to sit next to him and play two-person Hong Kong Island Cubes with him.

After a while, the cube belonging to Zhang Bei on the right half of the TV was blocked, and then he could only hold the game controller and watch his dad stack cubes.

Zhang Heping looked at his son with his peripheral vision and asked casually: "Haven't you had enough of such a boring game?"

Perhaps out of fear of being beaten, the eldest son Zhang Bei just looked at Zhang Heping and shook his head, then looked at the TV, where the box was falling faster and faster.

Finally, half an hour later, Zhang Heping's left half of the square was completely blocked.

Just when the eldest son Zhang Bei was about to replay the game with Zhang Heping, Zhang Heping put down the game controller, stood up and said, "When mom says one day that you have done well, I will make you some new games. This game is too boring." ”

Leaving a hint, Zhang Heping took his wife Chen Shuting upstairs to take a shower.

Tang Xin saw her eldest son Zhang Bei looking over, then looking at the TV, and then looking over again. She couldn't help but laugh at her son's little entanglement, but her face was very serious, "You have been very bad recently! You don't do your homework either. , I don’t even practice piano, I only know how to play game consoles! If you continue like this, I won’t let dad make you a new game!”

Zhang Bei scratched his head, as if weighing the weight of the new game, and then saw him put away the game console and go to the study to do homework.

After Tang Xin signaled a female nanny to help Zhang Bei with his homework, she hurried upstairs to join the battle.

The next day, it was still raining.

Zhang Heping took his mother-in-law Xu Jiefeng to the hospital to check his blood sugar, then bought some Chinese medicine and went back to prepare a medicated diet.

As soon as Zhang Heping returned to Villa No. 8, his uncle's third son, Tang Qiang, came to pester him.

"Uncle, just give me the assembly drawing of your computer! If this business fails, it has nothing to do with you, it's all my fault!"

Zhang Heping glanced at the nephew who had just returned from Magnesium Country, then continued to sort the medicinal materials he had just bought, and asked calmly: "How much is the retail price of Apple's first-generation computer? How much is the cost price of the hardware? How much is a set of system software?" "

"Uh..." Tang Qiang was stunned for a moment, "What computer?"

"You don't even know how much this year's latest personal computer will cost, and you still want to do the computer business. Who gave you the confidence?" Zhang Heping said with a smile: "IBM?"

"Aqiang, go and learn about the computer market first." Tang Ming, my father-in-law, who was sitting on the sofa nearby, said, "Don't follow blindly when doing business. It's best to ask professionals first."

Near noon, Zhang Heping returned to Villa No. 9 and had time to check past issues of newspapers.

After Chen Shuting handed over the newspaper, she said softly: "Husband, the account manager of Huifeng Bank just called to inform me that the price of gold has dropped to 110 magnesium yuan an ounce."

Having lost money again, Zhang Heping couldn't think more about it, so he changed the subject and asked, "Have you sold those 100 boxes of anti-malarial capsules from last time?"

"It was resold for 35 magnesium yuan." Chen Shuting said with a smile: "I heard that when the medicine is shipped to South Africa, it can be exchanged for diamonds."

……