child prodigy at eighty

Today, Gu Weifeng took the food stamps and money given by Master Li to the grain store to sell grain early. I'm sorry he is such a big living person.

Don't look at old man Li who runs such a small repair shop by himself. In fact, he is not self-employed, but a site allocated by their hardware factory. Old man Li is a serious and experienced technical employee in the factory.

Their city is not big, but there are a lot of bicycles. If there are more cars, there will be more problems. Some minor problems can be solved by fiddling by yourself, but most of them need to be repaired by professionals. After all, this is home. It's a big piece, and it hurts to death if it breaks.

But in the [-]s, who dared to set up a stall by themselves, raising a chicken would have to be cut off by the tail of capitalism, but the car still had to be repaired, and the hardware factory came out of such a point to serve the general public. As for why I don't know if Master Li with the best technology comes.

The grain store is at the end of the east end of the cross street in the center of the small town. The cross street is full of state-owned units. In front are state-run restaurants, state-run hotels, department stores, and Xinhua Bookstore; opposite are non-staple food stores, butcher shops, vegetable shops Shops and barbershops all have state-run signs on them. Not only are the signs strong, but the salespersons are very bullish.

Besides, the grain store, because the grain store needs to store grain, occupies a large area, and a large part of the end of the street is allocated to the grain store. The storefront is not very big, and the warehouse inside is said to be extremely large.

It was not too late for Gu Weifeng to come, but there was already a queue at the entrance of the grain store, and he was directly at the end of the line waiting for the grain store to open.

There are more and more people, and the long queue has reached a far place in a short time. Everyone is carrying several noodle bags, the big ones are for coarse grains, the small ones are for white noodles, and other grains such as millet have to be packed in other bags.

Gu Weifeng bought simple flour and cornmeal this time, and he didn't take so many pockets, just one big and one small.

The grain store opened, and the whole street became lively. People looked forward with their necks up, hoping that it would be their turn soon. Many people were waiting for the rice to go into the pot.

It didn't take long before it was Gu Weifeng's turn. He put the food stamps and counted money neatly on the counter, and waited for the salesperson to weigh the food just like everyone else.

"Eh? That's not right. How can you pay so much for a person's ration? The ration for a person is 23 catties. Why do you have an extra ten catties? It's not right!" A new young man wearing glasses He said bluffing.

"Go, go, call your lord, this food book is wrong."

"That's right, that's how it was done before." Gu Weifeng said frankly.

"That was a mistake in the past. With me, Huang Aiguo, I will never allow this kind of mistake to happen!" Little Glasses said firmly, as if he had caught a socialist moth, full of righteousness.

The movement here alarmed the people who lined up behind, and when they heard that someone was getting more food, they exploded in a loud bang.

"Someone received 10 catties of food extra!"

"What? Someone dares to claim 10 catties of grain?"

"Someone is stealing food!"

"Someone received food for 10 more people!"

In less than 5 minutes, the word spread to grandma's house.The grain store was completely surrounded, and everyone was yelling at each other, and the saliva in their mouths could drown people, as if someone had stolen their grain.

Gu Weifeng clenched his fists tightly, his face flushed as red as a pig's liver, his phoenix eyes, which were originally slightly narrow, became the size of a camel bell, panting heavily, and shouted to the people: "I didn't!"

"How can you say you don't have a grain store?"

"That's right, state units won't cheat!"

"Call the people from the Public Security Bureau to come, and you will be sent to prison for poaching corners of socialism!"

"I didn't! You keep talking nonsense!" Gu Weifeng retorted angrily, like a bull about to rush out, his eyes were so red but he couldn't stop everyone's chattering mouths at all.He seemed to have seen the scene many years ago again, where he was scolded by the villagers even though he had done nothing wrong.

People ignored his refutation at all, and started to point out their whims and abuse.

"This is not a boy from a repair shop. Old man Li keeps it without mentioning it. So that's how he makes food."

"That's right, old man Li can't support such a big boy with his own rations."

Everyone narrated their doubts with righteous indignation, as if they all turned into the great detective Sherlock Holmes all of a sudden, and they analyzed it perfectly, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

"You're so blind!" Gu Weifeng, who couldn't bear it any longer, punched the middle-aged man who talked the most, his scorched face exploded instantly, and two tubes of nosebleeds gushed out.

"I hit someone!"

"You still dare to fight!" The crowd in the grain store suddenly became angry, and the text fight turned into a fight in an instant.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the people at the grain station hurried up to stop them, but the people were already crazy and fought one after another, how could a few people be able to stop them.

At this time, the head of the grain station heard the commotion and ran out from the back warehouse, seeing this sober vision darkened, how could he have made such a big mess in such a short time after going to the back?

"What are you doing! If you don't get any food collar again!" the station master shouted loudly.

To be hungry without food is much more important than other insignificant people.The people quickly dispersed, revealing Gu Weifeng who was bruised and swollen from the inside.

Little Glasses handed the grain and oil certificate to the stationmaster as if asking for credit. The stationmaster pulled it over, gave him a hard look, and said to the aggrieved crowd: "This is the food for one adult and one child. There is nothing wrong with it." , it was specially approved by the superiors, whoever has an opinion should go to the Provincial Grain Bureau to report."

No one doubts the words of the head of the grain station. He represents the credibility of the government. How can the government be wrong?As for why the special approval is not their concern.

It's not wrong, you said it earlier, it caused us to be villains for nothing.Many people thought so in their hearts, and looked at the little glasses with resentful eyes.

The station master sent the bad boy to work in the warehouse, and assigned an older sister to take over the cash register.Then he took Gu Weifeng aside, asked him to weigh the food, and said in a low voice: "I know the situation of Master Li, you don't need to pay attention to that kid, I will educate him well."

Gu Weifeng walked out of the grain store with his grain on his back. He always felt that people looked at him full of inquiry and strangeness, as if one of his mice had stolen something that did not belong to him.

Full of unexplainable grievances and shame filled his heart, even if the misunderstanding was resolved, his heart was still full of injustice and grievances.I don't know what to say if I want to vent.

"Fighted?" Old man Li at the door frowned and asked.

"En." He put away the food and responded in a low voice.

"Losing?"

"Not winning." Not losing either.

"Trash!" You can lose a fight, what is it that isn't trash?He once again regretted why he picked up such a thing back then.

Gu Weifeng didn't speak, let alone show his eyes in front of him, and wandered alone through the deserted alley to the pond.

At this time, people were all in the grain store, there was no one in the pond, and the croaking of frogs and cicadas made people even more disturbing.

I don't know how long he sat there, when Gu Weifeng suddenly heard a noise, and when he turned around, a young boy was watching him not far away, who else could it be if it wasn't Song Shiyu?

He subconsciously wanted to raise the corners of his lips and smile as usual, but his sore face instantly brought him back to reality, "What are you doing here? See my joke?" Gu Weifeng asked coldly.

"I'm afraid you will jump into the pond." Song Shiyu walked over and said solemnly.

"I just jumped, can you stand so far away?"

"I can't hold you back either."

"..." What he said made sense, Gu Weifeng was speechless for a moment.

"I can call someone, at least I won't let you die."

"Thank you for that."

"You don't mean what you say, you are venting your anger." Song Shiyu raised his face, and the words he said were more adult than adults.

Gu Weifeng lay on the ground irritatedly, "Then you go, I'm annoyed."

"Okay, then I'm leaving." Anyway, you don't jump into the pond.

Gu Weifeng grabbed his ankle and said, "Just go if you're told, you don't have any sense of loyalty."

"It's righteousness for me to come to see you, and it's my duty to be a friend if I think about you." Song Shiyu said like a schoolboy.

Gu Weifeng loosened and tightened his hands, "Don't leave." He seldom spoke like this, and he didn't dare to look at him. He was a bit stubborn, and most of them were requests that he didn't say, and he couldn't say anything. pitiful.

Song Shiyu sighed, "Okay, let go." Then he said: "Stop lying down, the floor is so dirty."

Neither of them spoke.Gu Weifeng suffered a lot of grievances, he was not in the nature of complaining, and Song Shiyu was not very good at comforting people, and for a while, only the sounds of animals were left.

Two teenagers, one big and one small, are sitting side by side on the stone. One has a thick face and a messy body, and the other is white and clean, neat and tidy like a little porcelain figure. The two people who were completely out of touch with each other miraculously blended into this wonderful picture scroll. Unexpected harmony.

"I really want to grow up tomorrow." After a long time, Gu Weifeng said.

"I want, too."

In the summer of this year, the wind of reform has not yet blown away this closed small town, and people are still haggling over every penny for the planned supply. They live a serious and hard life, but they are still satisfied.