Back to the Northeast 1970

Lu Xiangbei was really asking the right person when he asked Du Xinguo. This kid was just an inquisitor in the thirteenth high school, and there was no big or small news that he didn't know.Du Xinguo straddled the bicycle, rolled his hands and coughed lightly on his mouth, and said triumphantly, "Xiang Bei, if you ask me, you should pay more attention to the things around you, maybe it will come in handy someday."

Lu Xiangbei raised his leg and kicked Du Xinguo's rear wheel, "Then why do you want to eat?"

Du Xinguo smirked shamelessly, and then pointed his chin at Yan Baoshu on the opposite side of the railway, "This kid is called Yan Baoshu, and he is also studying in the thirteenth middle school. The adults here said that his dad was tagged because he caught up with the sports, but now the hat has been taken off."

Lu Xiangbei laughed and said, "I've picked them all, what is that monster with a big mouth doing? What's wrong with bullying people!"

Du Xinguo pretended to lament, "You don't know that." Du Xinguo cleared his throat, "Actually, I don't know this kid either. If it wasn't for Chen Hongbing, how would I know there is such a guy in our school."

Lu Xiangbei wondered, "Why is Hong Bing involved in this matter?" Lu Xiangbei and Du Xinguo were both seventeen at the same age, and Chen Hongbing was one year younger than them, which happened to be the same year as Yan Baoshu.

"What else can it be because of love?" Du Xinguo smiled and straightened the cotton hat on his head, and continued: "Hong Bing recently watched a girl's movie, and I blame this kid for being unlucky. Seeing that girl sweeping the floor for him, Hong Bing was so annoyed that he ordered someone to beat him up that night."

Lu Xiangbei understood immediately, and then looked at Yan Baoshu who was standing opposite, his face was still bruised, it could be seen that he had been mended enough, and thinking about what he said just now when he admitted that he was a "scumbag", there was nothing to be surprised about. up.What Lu Xiangbei usually dislikes most is this kind of bastard. If it were him, he would rather die standing up than bowing to the enemy. He is spineless.

The monster with a big mouth is eager to try and rush up. Unexpectedly, just as he got his posture, he heard Lu Xiangbei say to everyone, "It's almost done, and we have to hurry up." After speaking, Lu Xiangbei stepped on his feet. With a hard push, the person rushed out of the team.

Lu Xiangbei is equivalent to the leader of this group. Now that he has spoken, it is not easy for the people behind to continue to entangle with Yan Baoshu.The Big Mouth Monster and others got on the bicycle after him, and before they left, they did not forget to give Yan Baoshu a hard look.

Yan Baoshu was amused by the big mouth monster's last look. He has to say that he has achieved the ultimate in pretending to be a tiger, but as far as the power of this look is concerned, it is basically a non-lethal existence.Yan Baoshu smiled on the spot for a while, and after the smile disappeared from his face, he suddenly remembered that the young man in the head seemed to have glanced at him before leaving, the disdain in his eyes was very obvious, it seemed to be completely different from the look of hiding a knife in his smile before.

There may be many reasons for one person to disdain another person. Yan Baoshu can't guess it, and he doesn't bother to guess it. This time he avoided it, so what about the next time?Yan Baoshu was quite aware of his own situation. The group of youngsters did not continue to bully him obviously because they had something to do. If they encountered him next time, they might not be able to escape with a soft word.

It's been a long time since Yan Baoshu came out, and he really wanted to take a stroll to the east side of the railway, but because he didn't eat much in the morning, his stomach was already growling with hunger.Yan Baoshu smacked his mouth, rubbed his stomach with cotton-gloved hands, and said to himself, "I'm so hungry, I really want to eat steamed buns."

In the face of hunger, Yan Baoshu was in no mood to continue walking. He quickened his pace and walked home. Just as he was approaching the door, a group of children rushed out from the courtyard at the front of the house. Each had a thin wooden stick, and a thin rope was tied to the head of the stick. Several children ran towards the ice surface not far away, laughing and laughing.

Do you smoke ice cream?Yan Baoshu stopped and watched, and when several children started the ice game on the ice, Yan Baoshu couldn't help recalling his childhood.When he was young, he also liked to smoke ice cream. No matter how cold it was, he felt very happy when he could play for a while.In addition, slingshots, yoyo, and piaji are often played. Boys in groups of three or four gather together, carefree and carefree, and don't even think about the so-called future.

Yan Baoshu looked away after feeling a little emotional, and returned home amidst the children's laughter.

"Isn't this the treasure book back!"

As soon as Yan Baoshu entered the house, he saw a middle-aged woman leaning against the door of her warehouse, eating melon seeds. After spitting out with a puff, she laughed again: "Guiqin, your third son is back."

Jin Guiqin came out of the barn, holding a pancake rake in his hand, sweating on his brow, and said, "I'll cook for you when Mom finishes spreading your Aunt Liu's pancakes." After speaking, Jin Guiqin went into the kitchen again .

Liu Dahong also lives in this room, and her distant relatives and neighbors always ask Jin Guiqin to help her make pancakes. This time, she gave Jin Guiqin four cents for the handwork, plus a food stamp.Liu Dahong reckoned that Jin Guiqin would take a while to finish, so she poked her head into the warehouse and said to Jin Guiqin, "Guiqin, you should be busy first. It's noon, and I have to go home to cook."

Jin Guiqin hurriedly said, "Are you going back now? Wait?"

"What are you waiting for, I'll come and get it later." After speaking, Liu Dahong threw the melon seeds in his hand into the chicken coop, "Let's go."

Yan Baoshu took the initiative to give way, and when Liu Dahong passed by, he smiled and said, "Auntie, go slowly."

Liu Dahong said with a smile: "These three are sensible."

After Liu Dahong left, Yan Baoshu arrived at the door of the warehouse, and the unique aroma of pancakes came from inside.Yan Baoshu smelled the aroma and made him hungrier. It would be great if he could have a scallion now. The big pancake with scallion is still very appetizing to him.

"Are you hungry?" Jin Guiqin looked at Yan Baoshu with a smile, "Wait a minute, Mom will cook for you after finishing the work." Saying this, Jin Guiqin adjusted the spread of pancakes with a shovel, and then put a The large pancakes were folded into a rectangle, and then put into a large basket beside them.

It is necessary to master the heat when spreading pancakes, otherwise it will be easy to expose or become mushy, but Jinguiqin's technique of spreading pancakes is both skillful and neat, which is probably how it is pleasing to the eye!At this time, Yan Baoshu was concentrating on watching Jin Guiqin spread the pancakes, but Jin Guiqin suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Where did you go for a stroll? Did you not go to Railway East?"

Yan Baoshu reckoned that Jin Guiqin had lost her head because of her busy schedule, otherwise she wouldn't have thought of asking just now, "No."

Jin Guiqin breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine if I didn't go, but..." Jin Guiqin hesitated to speak, and shook her head helplessly.

Yan Baoshu knew what she was worried about. After all, the Thirteenth Middle School was located in Tiedao East, and when the injury on his face was almost healed, he still had to go to school.

A catty of Baogu noodles can spread out seven or eight pancakes at most. After Jin Guiqin spread out Liu Dahong's pancakes, she moved to the outhouse.Jin Guiqin lifted the lid of the water tank with a water ladle, looked in and said, "It's almost out of water, mom will heat up the steamed buns to fetch water, and fry a zucchini when I come back."

Yan Baoshu stopped Jin Guiqin without waiting for her to go out, "Mom, the road outside is slippery, let me pick it."

Jin Guiqin was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a gratified smile, "Your father has gone to your second uncle's house, or you can wait for him to come back and choose."

Yan Baoshu clicked his tongue, "I've grown up, so what's the point of helping the family get some water." Saying this, Yan Baoshu went out and found a pole and a water basket from the warehouse. He was about to go out with it on his shoulders. Then he hurriedly chased after him, "You child, if you don't take money or a water ticket, how can you get water."

Yan Baoshu smirked, "I forgot for a while."

Jin Guiqin smiled and stuffed two cents and a water ticket into Yan Baoshu's coat pocket, "Slow down on the road, don't fall."

"understood."

The winter in Northeast China is like this. Draft is a very serious problem. Every household has to go to the water station to fetch water. Once there is heavy snow, the pipes of the water station may be frozen. When this happens, wait two or three times. Hours are common, but there was heavy snow a few days ago, and when Yan Baoshu arrived at the water station, there was already a long queue at the water outlet.

Yan Baoshu walked over and stood at the end of the line. As soon as the water basket and poles were put on the ground, the person in front said, "We have to line up in the Year of the Monkey."

Then someone replied: "There are heating pipes inside, just wait."

Yan Baoshu stretched his head and glanced ahead, reckoning that it would take him at least an hour in line.Long queues can be regarded as one of the characteristics of this era. In places such as supply and marketing cooperatives, grain stores, grocery stations, etc., the long queues formed are farther than water stations.

Yan Baoshu sighed, and when he was about to express his emotions, someone patted his shoulder from behind. He turned around subconsciously, and a child about his age was smiling brightly at him.

"Comrade Yan Baoshu also came to fetch water?"

The author has something to say: Compared with the 70s, the relationship between the 60s and the [-]s was a little more open, and the first signs of being a street hooligan have already appeared, haha.

Bingqiga, different places call it differently, the Northeast is called Bingqi, I used to have a classmate from Texas, their name is Diudiu?it seems to be like this.

There is no explanation for the slingshot, the yo is a glass ball, and the catapult is the name of the Northeast. Piaji is the dialect of Northeast China, and it is also said that it came from Manchu.

The glutinous rice noodles pancakes are delicious, with green onions and sauce, is it delicious?

There should be many kinds of water tickets. I haven’t researched the details, so let’s take it as one of them here. A bucket of water costs two cents, plus a water ticket.