Back to the Northeast 1970

"What do you mean by another purpose? Isn't it just by the way." Lu Xiangbei pedaled his bicycle with all his strength, still laughing and said, "It's like leaving half of what you say, it's too uncomfortable " Lu Xiangbei spent the whole night reading the manuscript that Yan Baoshu gave him, and the "wonderful" fantasy that emerged in his mind made him eager to see what was behind, as if he wanted to read it.

What Yan Baoshu cared about was not whether Lu Xiangbei wanted to read it, but what he would do with the manuscript after reading it, "Where did you put the manuscript after reading it? Don't let anyone find out."

"Brother, don't worry, even if the Red Guards dig three feet into the ground, they won't be able to find out."

Yan Baoshu smiled and said: "I used to be a person who wandered on the tip of a knife. I could take care of one end but not the other. Now I'm fine. I don't have to be afraid of anything when I'm with you. I can carry a brand new one in my lifetime. Satchel bag, my life is not in vain.”

"Why do you sound like a curse to me?" Lu Xiangbei laughed loudly.

Yan Baoshu giggled, "This is not cursing, it's gratitude from the bottom of my heart. As for the next story in that book, I'm afraid I can't write it. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Even if you do the secrecy work, It doesn't mean that the people around you can also keep it secret, just in case, or how about... giving you a dictation?"

"Are you so distrustful of the organization?" Lu Xiangbei sighed pretendingly, "Okay, for your sake of telling the truth, then I will approve your dictation, let's have a paragraph now?"

Yan Baoshu was very surprised, "Lu Xiangbei, we are on the main road, so many people asked me to tell you that kind of story? You are not crazy, are you?"

"What are you afraid of, keep your voice down."

Yan Baoshu couldn't help laughing, "No, no, I definitely can't tell it at this time. If you camp in the same place after hearing the story, then I won't be tortured!"

"Fuck." Lu Xiangbei grinned in surprise, "I didn't see it, Yan Baoshu, you're still a master."

Yan Baoshu looked ahead, and said cheerfully: "Why are you talking, isn't it possible for a master to write such a wonderful story?"

Lu Xiangbei was taken aback, "Yan Baoshu, you probably made up that story yourself, right?"

Yan Baoshu was outspoken for a moment, and almost told the truth, "No, no, I don't have that ability. The most I have is a good memory and a photographic memory." After speaking, Yan Baoshu had already seen the school gate, and he kept patting the car The handle said: "It's here, don't go any further, just let me down here."

Lu Xiangbei stopped the car under Yan Baoshu's strong struggle, Yan Baoshu jumped off the front bumper, adjusted the instrument and said: "Thank you for giving me the satchel, and thank you for taking the pains to send me to school, then I will... Go ahead."

"It's the whole thing." Lu Xiangbei sat astride the car with the handlebar in his hand, "Okay, let's get in quickly."

Yan Baoshu entered the school under Lu Xiangbei's watchful eyes. He had just sat down in the class when he saw Gong Xiaohai coming in from the door carrying a basin of coal noodles. The eyes of the two collided, and Gong Xiaohai immediately turned into a Scud rushed to Yan Baoshu and said: "You still know to come, do you know what day it is today?"

Yan Baoshu was taken aback for a moment, "I really don't know."

Gong Xiaohai rolled his eyelids, "The two of us are in charge of lighting the fire today, okay, let me do all the work by myself."

"Oh my god, why did I forget this?" Yan Baoshu took off his gloves and was about to get up to help Gong Xiaohai, when Gong Xiaohai suddenly bluffed, "Baoshu, where did you get it?" A satchel?" Gong Xiaohai bent down and put the iron basin filled with coal noodles on the ground, and he didn't forget to wipe the handles when he got up, "It's new? It's so beautiful."

Yan Baoshu couldn't explain in front of everyone, so he had to drag Gong Xiaohai to the stove behind to light a fire.Yan Baoshu is really an expert at lighting the stove. Four blocks were used to make a support, and birch bark was placed in the middle. After the birch bark was ignited, the rest of the blocks were used to cover it, and then coal was filled.

With the stove lid closed, Yan Baoshu could just give a brief explanation of the origin of the satchel and Gong Xiaohai.The two huddled in front of the stove and whispered. After Gong Xiaohai heard the origin of the satchel, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, "My god, you didn't make up nonsense to lie to me, did you?"

Yan Baoshu grinned, and hastily dragged the person to squat down, "What are you talking about, I'm afraid others won't know what's going on."

Gong Xiaohai smiled and said: "I'm surprised, Lu Xiangbei sent you a brand new satchel, this is really..." Gong Xiaohai was at a loss for words, and couldn't find a suitable word to describe Lu Xiangbei. This move to the North.

"What is it really?" Yan Baoshu asked with a smile.

Gong Xiaohai sighed and shook his head, "This is wrong, it's wrong."

"What's wrong?" Yan Baoshu looked at him curiously.

Gong Xiaohai clicked his tongue, tilted his head and said, "You think Lu Xiangbei might be a weasel giving chicken New Year's greetings, what kindness is there?"

"Tch." Yan Baoshu rolled his eyes, stood up and said, "I don't care what I want, is it worth it for him?"

Gong Xiaohai said with a playful smile, "It seems to be right."

Yan Baoshu smiled, "Hurry up and wash your hands, class is about to begin."

Yan Baoshu and Gong Xiaohai washed their hands with a basin of water, and then returned to their seats to wait for the teacher to come.A new day starts and ends faster without any waves, but Yan Baoshu's freshness of school life only lasts for a short day, perhaps because the current school tasks are not heavy enough, and the last class in the evening At the end, he didn't feel tired at all.

The loudspeaker in the campus blared, and everyone in the class was busy packing up and leaving. Gong Xiaohai came to Yan Baoshu after bypassing a few people, "Have you finished packing? I'm almost starving to death."

Yan Baoshu carried the new satchel that Lu Xiangbei gave him, and said with a smile: "You didn't have enough to eat when you came home at noon?"

"Brother's footsteps are a little slow, and there is only one cornbread left when I get home. There is not enough for me to eat." Gong Xiaohai looked depressed, and pushed Yan Baoshu out of the door.

Red Guards can be seen everywhere on the campus. They seem to be guarding every corner, and they are always on the alert to find anyone who wants to take advantage of the loopholes.Yan Baoshu and Gong Xiaohai huddled among the crowd, bypassed them as much as possible, and left the school gate. Gong Xiaohai searched for a familiar figure in the crowd with sharp eyes, "Hey, hey, look, is that Chunfeng?"

Yan Baoshu looked in the direction Gong Xiaohai hinted at, and sure enough, it was Chunfeng, and the person standing beside him was Chen Hongbing.

"Why did Chunfeng get mixed up with Chen Hongbing? Could it be that she, like you, has infiltrated the enemy?"

Yan Baoshu said solemnly: "What are you talking about, what Chunfeng wants to do has nothing to do with us, don't be so stupid."

Gong Xiaohai pouted, and when he was about to speak, suddenly a black shadow rushed towards him and Yan Baoshu.Gong Xiaohai was taken aback, and when he saw the person standing in front of him, he immediately shut up, and the urge to scold his mother was curbed instantly.

Yan Baoshu looked at the person in front of him with a big smile, "Why are you here?"

Lu Xiangbei held a pair of ice skates in one hand: "Why can't I come here?" Lu Xiangbei smiled and glanced at Gong Xiaohai who was at the side, then looked away and continued, "Go, I'll take you to skate."

Yan Baoshu glanced at Lu Xiangbei's hand, "I went skating at such a time, and my front teeth got stuck."

"You can rest assured and boldly go with your brother." Lu Xiangbei shook his skates, "I brought yours with me, if you don't go, you will not give my brother face."

Yan Baoshu wanted to go, so he didn't refuse Lu Xiangbei again, "All right, I'll go with you." Yan Baoshu took a pair of ice skates from Lu Xiangbei's hand, turned to look at Gong Xiaohai, "Come with me go?"

Gong Xiaohai was afraid of Lu Xiangbei in his heart, quickly shook his head and waved his hands, and said with a fake smile: "I won't go, I'm almost starving to death, you go and play."

Yan Baoshu felt Gong Xiaohai's repulsion to some extent, so he didn't invite him to follow, "That's fine, take your time on the road, I'll go first."

Yan Baoshu followed Lu Xiangbei to the side of the bicycle, and there were already many people gathered there, including Du Xinguo, Chen Hongbing, Big Mouth Monster and others. These were all "old faces" that Yan Baoshu was familiar with. Besides, what surprised Yan Baoshu the most was that Chunfeng also came along.

When Chen Hongbing saw Yan Baoshu looking at Chunfeng, his heart immediately became angry, "Dog... Yan Baoshu, why are you looking at it, why haven't you seen it before?"

Yan Baoshu couldn't laugh or cry, this Chen Hongbing really regarded himself as an imaginary enemy.

"Chen Hongbing, you can do it. This precious book is not an outsider now. Don't be so frightening with red eyebrows and green eyes." Du Xinguo said while leaning on the bicycle and laughing.

Lu Xiangbei heard it from the side, and then laughed, "That's right, we're all our own people, don't keep arguing endlessly over trivial matters, how old are you?" Lu Xiangbei stepped forward and patted Chen Hongbing shouldered, "How did you promise to the organization today? You must have forgotten it."

Chen Hongbing stiffened his neck, and then walked towards Yan Baoshu, "The past is over, and we will be our own people from now on." After speaking, Chen Hongbing stretched out his hand towards Yan Baoshu.

Yan Baoshu stared at him for two seconds, then shook his head with a smile on his face, "The past is the past, as long as you don't trouble me in the future."

Chen Hongbing's eyes widened, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Yan Baoshu stopped talking to Chen Hongbing, instead, he walked up to Lu Xiangbei and asked with a smile, "Are you still going skating? If not, I'll go home."

"Go, why don't you go." After finishing speaking, Lu Xiangbei greeted everyone to set off. Among this group, only Yan Baoshu and Chunfeng didn't have bicycles, but neither of them had to worry about walking, so naturally someone would be willing to take them with them. them.

The crowd rushed out in a swarm, Yan Baoshu sat in front of Lu Xiangbei without making a sound, Lu Xiangbei stared at his profile for a while before asking: "What happened to you just now, Chen Hongbing shook hands with you to make peace , why don't you give him any face."

Yan Baoshu smiled, "It is impossible for me to become friends with him, let alone establish a deep class friendship with him."

Lu Xiangbei was very curious: "Why? Could it be because of what happened before?"

Yan Baoshu shook his head, "There are some things that can't be said, and even if I say them, I can't figure them out. All in all, it is absolutely impossible for me and Chen Hongbing to be called brothers." Yan Baoshu doesn't know Chen Hongbing, and he doesn't want to know, no matter whether he is good or not. Bad, Yan Baoshu doesn't want to have anything to do with him, not for himself, but also for the "original owner".

Lu Xiangbei really didn't understand what Yan Baoshu was thinking, "What is the reason? If you don't tell me, how can I figure it out?"

Yan Baoshu sighed, "Don't ask, I don't want to talk about it."

Lu Xiangbei was startled, "Okay, just don't say it if you don't want to." Lu Xiangbei reckoned that the hurdle in Yan Baoshu's heart hadn't passed yet, so he didn't force him.Lu Xiangbei returned to his usual manners, and said with a grumpy smile, "Oh fuck, my waist is itchy, please scratch it for me."

Yan Baoshu tilted his head and looked at him, "You don't have long hands yourself."

"I'm not riding a bike."

Yan Baoshu smiled, "Isn't it okay for you to hold the handlebar with one hand?"

"Today is different. My hand hurts. Please scratch it for me. It's going to itch to death."

Yan Baoshu pretended to sigh, "It's nothing to look for, why is it itching?" Yan Baoshu reached Lu Xiangbei's waist with his backhand, and reached into the padded jacket, "Here?"

"No, right, right." Lu Xiangbei said with a smile.

Yan Baoshu changed his hand and reached Lu Xiangbei's right waist, just as his hand was inside his clothes, there was a burst of warmth from the back of his hand.Yan Baoshu suddenly felt curious, "What's in your pocket, it's quite warm."

Lu Xiangbei raised the corner of his mouth, "Aren't you curious, just take it out and have a look."

Yan Baoshu was even more curious by what he said, and reached into his jacket pocket, and what he took out was an oiled paper bag, and when he opened it, it turned out to be two large steamed buns made of white flour.Yan Baoshu was stunned, "Is this steamed bun... for me?"

Lu Xiangbei smiled with a mouthful of white teeth, "Yes."

The author has something to say:

Baoshu can't be friends with Chen Hongbing. If Chen Hongbing is so honest, Yan Baoshu can ignore him. If he keeps fussing, Yan Baoshu will have to deal with him sooner or later.

Finally, I would like to say, Lu Xiangbei would not want to kidnap the treasure book with two big steamed buns, would he?There is no way to dream.

Therefore, Lu Xiangbei would say: "There is no door or window, steamed buns are not good, how about big pancakes with green onions?"

At that time, flour was divided into three grades, refined flour, rich and strong flour, and ordinary flour.

If you want to know more about these three kinds of flour, you can find out about them, haha