Back to the Northeast 1970

It's good that Lu Xiangbei didn't mention the book, but the moment Yan Baoshu mentions it, the anger in Yan Baoshu's stomach rises.Yan Baoshu held the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, his eyes scanned the snow reflecting the moonlight, and finally saw his satchel in the snow a few steps away.He climbed up from the snowdrift somewhat clumsily, patted his buttocks and walked forward to pick up the satchel from the thick white snow.

The strap of the satchel was broken at this time, and it is not known whether it was broken while Chen Hongbing was tearing it apart, or it was intentionally broken.This is Yan Baoshu's only satchel. Although the red five-pointed star on it is embroidered with red thread, and there are no quotations printed on it like other satchels, he cherishes and loves it very much, like a treasure.

Yan Baoshu felt very uncomfortable. He was walking slowly with his satchel, and the scene of his childhood suddenly appeared in his mind.At that time, the family was poor, and even the tuition fees were paid by grandparents, let alone buying a new dress.Yan Baoshu doesn’t remember how old it was. His grandma went on a long trip and bought him a little coat with panda spots when he came back. There were two fur balls on the collar, which looked very cute when he tied it up.Yan Baoshu was more pleasing when he was young than he is now, especially the pair of big earlobes. Anyone who sees him will never boast, saying that he must be blessed when he grows up.Yan Baoshu still remembers that after wearing that little coat, he was taken out by his mother for a walk on the street. The attention he received along the way is destined to make him cherish this little coat as a treasure, and it will not be touched by others if it is dirty. No, it's not put on the shelf until I grow up.

Everyone wants to cherish different things, so it is difficult for Du Xinguo to understand where Yan Baoshu's sadness comes from. He looked at Yan Baoshu's low-pitched appearance and joked with Lu Xiangbei: "What's wrong with him? Could it be for his own sake? Break the bag and cry bitterly?"

Du Xinguo knew how to play all day long, so of course he couldn't think of anything profound. Lu Xiangbei was different. Although he didn't know it deeply enough, he could somewhat understand Yan Baoshu's inner feelings.Lu Xiangbei changed from a big laugh to a shallow smile, his eyes were fixed on Yan Baoshu all the time, when he came to him, Lu Xiangbei coughed dryly, and then took out another cigarette from the cigarette case, "Don't feel bad, one more root."

"Why am I uncomfortable?" Yan Baoshu took the cigarette from Lu Xiangbei's hand, took a sniff and sat beside him.

When Lu Xiangbei struck a match and handed it to Yan Baoshu with his hand protecting the flame, he jokingly said, "Don't cry, it's so embarrassing to have a snotty nose, a smart person like me can tell what's going on just by looking at it." If it were someone like Du Xinguo, he wouldn't think I was forced into prostitution."

The cigarette on Yan Baoshu's mouth was lit, and he muttered and cursed: "You are the prostitute."

Lu Xiangbei smiled and said, "A man doesn't shed tears lightly, you say so."

"As long as you know a lot, that's fine." Yan Baoshu angrily smiled back, lowered his head and dug out the creations of the past two days from his satchel, threw it to Lu Xiangbei and said, "Here, take it back and appreciate it slowly Bar."

Du Xinguo heard that Lu Xiangbei mentioned this book, and felt as if grass had grown in his heart. When he saw the book being thrown into Lu Xiangbei's arms by Yan Baoshu, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and said excitedly: "Give it to me quickly." Take a look."

"Look at your grandma's legs, why are you working so hard?" Lu Xiangbei waved Du Xinguo's big paw, picked up the dropped notebook and opened it, "Fuck, what is this? A manuscript? "

Yan Baoshu pretended to be angry and said, "Why, did the manuscript insult your personality or blind you?"

Lu Xiangbei clicked his tongue hastily, "That's not what I meant, besides..." Lu Xiangbei opened the book and took a look, "It's only a few pages, it's too short, where should I put it?"

"It's gone, my mother found out and burned it in the stove." After speaking, Yan Baoshu rubbed his arm with his hands, "I was beaten for it, and my arm still hurts."

Lu Xiangbei said regretfully, "Why did you burn it? You're too bad at living. Even if you don't allow it to be seen, it can still be used to open (wipe) your ass."

"Fuck off." Yan Baoshu was amused, "No matter how poor my family is, it's impossible to use such hard paper to open our ass, okay?"

Lu Xiangbei suddenly realized that the cowardly-looking person who would hide from Chen Hongbing was not the real Yan Baoshu, but the person in front of him who dared to utter dirty words just after he had a little friendship with him was the real one. he.Lu Xiangbei had always gotten along with Du Xinguo and others like this, so he naturally didn't take Yan Baoshu's words to heart, instead he said with a smile on his face, "Look at what you're talking about, bro, that's not what it means. Lu Xiangbei stretched out his arms and put them on Yan Baoshu's shoulders, "Brother, your writing is more delicate and clean than that of a big girl, teach me anytime."

Yan Baoshu was swayed back and forth by Lu Xiangbei's shoulders, and laughed and scolded: "Don't talk about it, let me tell you the truth, I wrote down all the things in the manuscript from memory, if you don't read it, return it to me." Me, I can save the word and when it gets out, I won’t be able to eat and walk around.”

"What are you talking about? Why should I spread the word." Lu Xiangbei smiled and said, "This is a good thing. When you talked to Gong Xiaohai that day, I just...hehehe." Lu Xiangbei pursed his lips , asked: "Do you still remember what happened after that?"

Yan Baoshu squinted at him, "What are you doing? You still want me to write it. Let me tell you, I won't write any more. I'm on strike." Yan Baoshu said proudly, "Anyway, I was beaten up too. What do I do?"

"Look, I'm still to blame for being late." Lu Xiangbei felt that Yan Baoshu was very funny. Although he was the son of a man with a sign, he didn't make any mistakes himself, "Okay, this matter is I was wrong, I didn’t do what I said, and in order to admit my mistake, the organization decided to make up for your loss.”

"How do you make up for it? Don't just give me another bag of hair." Yan Baoshu said happily.

Lu Xiangbei said: "What's a bag of hair? The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, how about brothers taking you to see "Red Lantern"?"

"Really? Do you have a ticket?"

"You underestimate people, don't you?" Lu Xiangbei retracted his hand on Yan Baoshu's shoulder, patted his chest and said, "This matter is on me. I will pick you up at the gate of No. [-] Middle School the night after tomorrow." After finishing speaking, Lu Xiangbei Xiang Bei stood up from the snow with his notebook in hand, and said, "It's too late, Xin Guo, you should go back first."

Du Xinguo stood up, "Why, you didn't go back with me?"

"No, I'll give you the treasure book and then go home."

Du Xinguo thought that Yan Baoshu had been beaten tonight and his satchel was broken, so it was right for Lu Xiangbei to send him off, "That's all right, I'll go back first, you two slow down, don't encounter a female hooligan robbery. "

"You should still worry about yourself." Lu Xiangbei bent over and collected a ball of snow, and threw it on Du Xinguo's buttocks.

Du Xinguo pretended to be in pain, clutched his buttocks and ran to the side of the bicycle, "It's getting late, you two should leave quickly."

"Okay, let's go."

After Du Xinguo left on his bicycle swaying left and right, Lu Xiangbei bent down to pick up the cotton gloves and put them on, "Let's go, I'll take you back." Saying this, Lu Xiangbei walked towards the place he came from, bent over to help Picking up the bicycle thrown on the ground, he patted the seat and said, "Come on."

Yan Baoshu's heart was warm, but he said duplicity: "I don't need you to send it, I can go back by myself."

Lu Xiangbei clicked his tongue, "Why are you so stubborn, be obedient, come up and I'll take you back."

Yan Baoshu chuckled, "You think I'm a big girl."

Lu Xiangbei said with a smile: "If you are a big girl, I really dare not carry you. What if you are caught as a hooligan? My dad will definitely break my legs." Lu Xiangbei smiled Lifting the bicycle, he adjusted the direction, "Don't be inked, come up quickly."

Yan Baoshu stopped pretending and walked over with his satchel.

On the way back, Yan Baoshu was wrapped in Lu Xiangbei's arms. Perhaps the two of them together were too heavy, and it was difficult for the bicycle to move smoothly on the snow.Yan Baoshu gripped the handle of the car tightly, and said nervously: "Can you be steady, don't fall me down then."

"Don't worry, you've already been beaten, how can I let you fall." After speaking, Lu Xiangbei lowered his back and pressed his whole body against Yan Baoshu's body.

Yan Baoshu held his breath, his heart was beating extremely fast, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

"You said that your house is so dark that you can't even see the road clearly." Lu Xiangbei's right face would always stick to Yan Baoshu's left face when he was pedaling. Under the touch, Yan Baoshu immediately lost the chill of walking through the cold winter night, and instead felt a warmth coming from behind, directly touching the bottom of his heart.

"Why don't you tell me?"

Yan Baoshu quickly regained consciousness from the absent-minded state, holding the handlebars with both hands, and said with a low head: "I'm thinking about something."

"Why are you so absorbed in your thoughts, tell me and listen."

Yan Baoshu raised the corner of his mouth, "I always thought you were a prudish person, but now it seems that I have misjudged you."

"Knock me off, right?" Lu Xiangbei clenched the handlebar and shook it left and right twice.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing." Yan Baoshu tightly gripped the handlebars, and said with a cat's back: "Lu Xiangbei, you are really bad."

Lu Xiangbei laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, I'm scared to let you humiliate me."

The author has something to say: I, Hu Hansan, are back, and the update is continuing...

The little chrysanthemum lecture is starting, please pay attention to the lecture.

At that time, all satchels had five-pointed stars with quotations on them, for example, serving the people, which was definitely a popular trend at that time.

Opening the ass is equivalent to wiping the ass, haha.

The Story of the Red Lantern was very popular at that time, as well as taking Tiger Mountain by strategy and so on.