Fengcheng old events

Chapter 203 Private Land

This was the hardest beating Zhang Xinglong had suffered since he could remember, and it was also the longest beating.

Zhang Qingzhi and Liu Guixin were really angry. There was a thief in the house.

The lesson was taught until after nine o'clock in the evening. Under Zhang Xingbing's gag, the mixed doubles was over.Five yuan and seventy cents were also confiscated.

This is also the most profound beating in Zhang Xinglong's life memory, and in his later life, he will often think of it and recall it.

Among all the beatings he has received, this is one of the very few times that he did not feel wronged, and the older he is, the more grateful and profound he is.

But at this moment, he didn't have such a deep understanding, and finally stopped typing, and hurried back to his room, heaved a sigh of relief, and then began to miss the five yuan and seventy cents.

The first pot of gold in life, the first money that really belongs to you.

"Did you really sell it for five dollars?"

Zhang Xingjun leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Xinglong nodded.

"Excellent." Zhang Xingjun gave a thumbs up: "Did you go by yourself? Where did you steal it?"

"No, Sun Xuliang, He Qiang, Yang Jiuquan, and Dachangzi are at the back door of the factory."

"Da Changzi is going too? What a fool. Don't play with Yang Jiuquan and the others in the future, do you listen? If you can't learn from them well, you'll be doomed in the future."

"What's wrong with him?"

"You sneak around all day, you don't do serious things, and you don't study well, so you plan to be like them?"

"I'm not with them all day, just this one time."

"Just this time, you went to steal iron, and you played truant, what else do you want?"

Zhang Xinglong sat down on his bed without making a sound.

"Tell you, if you keep doing this, you're done, understand?"

"You're done."

"Haven't you been beaten enough?"

"What does it matter to you whether you suffer enough?"

"Believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

"Do not believe."

Zhang Qingzhi knocked on the door: "What are you arguing about? Sleeping."

Zhang Xingjun nodded to Zhang Xinglong, and climbed to the upper bunk, Zhang Xinglong took off his clothes silently and got into bed.Click, the lights go out.

The next day, everything returned to normal, going to school, playing games, and working.

A heavy snow fell, and winter officially began.

The heating supply of several new buildings is not enough. People who are used to the heated kang are not yet used to the variable heating. This winter is a bit uncomfortable.

During the winter vacation, Zhang Xingjun and Zhang Xinglong went to Zhangjiabao again.

There were only Zhang Jingyi and Zhang Wanzhi left in the family, and it was a bit deserted.

Zhang Wanzhi is also getting older, and his movements started to be a little slow, and his teeth were broken. He often couldn't sleep because of the pain, and he almost lost all his teeth pulled out by himself.The old man was very sad and angry because of his brother's death.

The arrival of the two little brothers has added a lot of vitality to the family. They are noisy all day long, but it is more like a family.

"Shall we go with the rabbit?"

"I won't go." Zhang Xinglong shook his head, concentrating on Astro Boy who had watched it countless times.This is the only one he has, and it is also the only comic book that Zhang Qingzhi has ever bought for him.

"If you want to go, I will give you the book." Zhang Xingjun seemed quite generous.At the beginning, Zhang Qingzhi bought a copy by himself.

"No, I've seen it all."

"Haven't you read this book?"

"I'll read it again."

"Sigh." Zhang Xingjun lay on his back on the kang and looked at the ceiling. For him who is active and likes to go up mountains and down rivers, being bored in the house is like life.

"Why don't we catch birds? It's in the yard."

Zhang Xinglong thought for a while, then looked at his brother: "Okay, you have to let me drag you twice."

"Okay." Zhang Xingjun immediately came to life, turned around and got off the kang to put on his shoes.

Make a big basket in the yard, prop it up with a small stick, tie a long string, pull it into the house through the cat hole in the window by the door, close the door, and the two brothers will huddle by the window and wait. with.

Zhang Wanzhi came over, bent down and looked out the window glass: "Double bird? Oh, is there any millet under the basket? Why don't the millet birds go in? Peek-a-boo?"

Zhang Xingjun blushed, "Forget it in a hurry, so I blame the second one for urging me." He ran to the Westinghouse to grab a handful of grains in the bag, opened the door and ran out, picked up the bamboo basket and sprinkled it on the bottom, and sprinkled a little on the side, then Put the bamboo basket back up and run back.

With the Gu Gu, a group of sparrows soon came down, bouncing around and started a dinner party.

"Don't shake the rope, wait for a while, there is too much spill outside, wait for them to finish eating the outside, and then pull it inside." Zhang Wanzhi instructed on the side.

It took more than half a day to catch dozens of sparrows. Although they were small, they were still considered meat. The skins were removed, and the fried cucumbers and pickles were chopped up.

"Winter is really boring." Zhang Xingjun sighed while lying in front of the window and looking outside.

Life in the countryside is inherently quiet and boring, especially in winter.

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and I couldn't go anywhere, and my life was confined to the yard.

"Grandpa, can I carry water for you?"

"You can't do it now. This is not a water pipe in the city. It's a well. It will be over if you fall down."

"Grandpa, I'm strong, why don't you take me up the mountain and pull the tree?"

"You are so young, you can't pull it, the snow is as deep as your legs, and you can't even walk with your bare hands."

So I nestled in the house to have fun, read the newspapers pasted on the wall one by one, and saw that the papers were written in vain, to overthrow the Gang of Four, to implement the spirit of the Third Plenary Session, and to contract output to households. Is it socialism?

It is good to know the characters, whether you understand it or not, you can always find something to read.

I don't know where my grandma and grandpa got so many newspapers, from all ages.

There are quadruple New Year pictures on the wall, which are very popular in this era, and the four pictures tell a story.The Story of the West Chamber, A Dream of Red Mansions, Generals of the Yang Family, Biography of Yue Fei.

Grandma prefers ink New Year paintings, lotus flowers, big fat girls, and carp. She hopes that her children will be healthy and have more money every year.But in fact, life in the countryside has become more and more difficult in the past two years. Various taxes and fees have been kept higher and higher, but output has been declining year after year.

Most of the players owe their lives to those on the team.

The brigade has been discussing the matter of contracting production to households, but it has not been implemented, and various news are flying all over the sky.

As for the issue of private plots, Zhang Wanli had just left in the summer, and before the New Year was over, Zhang Jingyi's private plots were rezoned by the winter team.

Now that Liu Guixin's land is completely gone, and Zhang Wanli's land is removed, the result is that one of the two granaries in front of the house ran into the middle of Lao Zhong's land in a daze: his family took the land of Zhang Jingyi's house More than half.

Zhang Wanzhi went to the brigade to look for it twice, but it was of no use, so the matter was given.

This winter, Zhang Jingyi and Zhang Wanzhi had a particularly bad time, but there was nothing they could do.

Only the carefree little brothers are noisy every day, bringing some joy to this old yard.

(End of this chapter)