Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 350 No Contrast No Harm

For Jiang Wen, you can't say that his character is not good, just the kind of character that will never give up in order to achieve his goal.

Cong Shan knew Jiang Wen's character well, otherwise she wouldn't have come out to eat with him.

"The Wrangler" has been released for more than a week, and Cong Shan has gradually felt the power brought by the release of the movie. Whether it is in school or outside, many young people will start pointing at her when they see her.

This is still a movie that has just been released, and not many people have seen it.After "The Wrangler" really explodes, her life will usher in a complete change.

Of course, Cong Shan had no way of knowing this, and she was still worrying about agreeing to Jiang Wen.

After He Ping and Mao Chunhua enjoyed Lao Mo's five-yuan meal, they felt that it was much better than many western restaurants in the later generations. .

Based on the principle of not being wasted, the two ate up everything on the plate. He Ping asked, "How is it? Are you full? How do you feel about the taste?"

"It's delicious, but a bit expensive."

The five-yuan meal may seem inconspicuous, but the per capita salary at this time was only 50 yuan, and a meal cost one-tenth of the salary. This price is relatively high in this era.

"When we're full, let's go back to the guest house. Tomorrow morning, we'll go to Tiananmen Square to watch the flag raising."

"it is good."

Before leaving, He Ping went to say hello to Cong Shan.

Coming out of Lao Mo, Mao Chunhua hugged He Ping's arm, "Let's take a stroll."

At this time, the night is dark, and street lights are lit on the side of the road, which is a symbol of a big city.

The weather in Beijing in mid-May is getting hotter, and the trees on the side of the road are already lush and green under the illumination of street lamps.

He Ping and Mao Chunhua walked leisurely on the road, surrounded by bicycles ringing bells, and occasionally buses and taxis whizzed by, and almost no private cars existed. It's very cozy and comfortable.

"That's great!" Mao Chunhua said suddenly.

He Ping looked at her happy face with a smile, and felt very satisfied in his heart.

After walking about two kilometers, He Ping still waved for a taxi. Lao Mo was seven or eight kilometers away from the guest house, and it was impossible to walk back.

After resting in the guest house all night, the two woke up before dawn the next day.

"Hurry up, the flag will not be raised when the sun comes out." Mao Chunhua urged He Ping.

"Right now, right away."

After washing up, the two of them went out without even eating, "Let's eat after watching the flag raising!"

Both Dongdan and Tiananmen are on Chang'an Avenue, very close to each other. He Ping took Mao Chunhua all the way there.

At 4:58, the two walked to Tiananmen Square.

At this time, the sky is getting brighter, but the eastern dawn has not yet appeared, and the outline of the entire square is looming.

"Tiananmen Square is so big!" Mao Chunhua sighed.

He Ping also thought the same way. He has been here twice in later generations, but every time he came here he still felt that the place was really open and majestic.

The current flag-raising ceremony in Tiananmen Square is far less crowded than later generations. He Ping looked around, and the crowd slowly gathered near the flag-raising platform in twos and threes.

At this time, the task of raising the flag at Tiananmen Square is still in charge of the Beijing garrison. Every day at dawn, three soldiers from the "National Flag Guard Squad" are responsible for raising the national flag.

After [-]:[-], the sky in the east was getting brighter and brighter. Three soldiers from the national flag guard squad came from Chang'an Street. One commander commanded the way, one led the way, and the other carried the flag. They walked vigorously and valiantly.

It's a pity that when we walked halfway through Chang'an Street, a bus happened to pass by, and the soldiers had to stop and give way to the bus, which made the original solemn scene lose its force in an instant.

This is too much, the national flag is also brought to give way to the bus.

He Ping sighed, it is really incomparable with the flag-raising ceremony of later generations!

When the soldiers walked to the flag pole, something even more embarrassing happened. The soldiers jumped into the fence of the flag stand, and He Ping's eyes almost fell off.

He was completely refreshed by this flag-raising ceremony.

I didn't expect your majestic "Tiananmen National Flag Guard" to be so downcast. Thinking of those handsome flag-raising scenes in later generations, and comparing them with the pictures in front of you, He Ping couldn't help grinning.

There is no harm without comparison!
Although He Ping thought it was a bit funny watching the scene before the flag raising, when the national anthem sounded and the bright red five-star red flag rose along with the first ray of dawn in the sky, He Ping still couldn't help being excited.

He glanced at Mao Chunhua from the corner of his eye, and saw her serious and extremely solemn expression, staring at the rising five-star red flag without looking sideways.

He Ping withdrew his eyes and looked straight to the highest point as the national flag was raised.

This is probably the feeling engraved in his bones. He Ping felt that he had seen the flag-raising ceremony several times, and he no longer felt much.

But when he faced it, even though the ceremony was not solemn enough and the scene was not grand, he still couldn't help feeling proud and proud.

After the flag was hoisted, the serious Mao Chunhua joyfully grabbed He Ping's arm, like a little girl.

When the soldiers of the national flag guarding class finished raising the flag and turned to leave, He Ping suddenly felt that the commander looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"He Ping, what's the matter with you?" Mao Chunhua asked curiously when he saw him looking in the direction of the soldiers of the national flag guard squad.

The distance was a bit far, and He Ping couldn't see clearly, but the outline of that face made him feel familiar.

"It's okay, my eyes are dazzled."

After watching the flag-raising ceremony, Mao Chunhua was in a particularly good mood, and she kept a happy attitude on the way back.

Walking halfway, the stomachs of the two of them growled.I got up too early today, I haven't had breakfast yet.

"Let's go, let's eat some old Beijing specialties."

He Ping took Mao Chunhua along Nanheyan Street and walked to the vicinity of Longfu Temple.

There is a Longfu Temple market here, which is a free market that has existed around Longfu Temple since the Ming Dynasty.

Just like the morning markets in all cities, the Longfu Temple Market is already crowded with people at this time.

"What shall we eat?"

He Ping led Mao Chunhua to a snack bar called Longfu Temple Snack Bar.

As soon as the two entered, the inside was already overcrowded. With the help of the waiter, the two made a table with each other.

The Longfu Temple Snack Bar operates the traditional old Beijing breakfast, and the taste is not bad for the traffic.

He Ping ordered a fried liver and Jiaoquaner for himself. Mao Chunhua looked at the soy milk on the menu and was curious. He thought it was similar to soy milk, so he ordered a soy milk and Jiaoquaner.

(End of this chapter)